Chapter 663 - 415: Elixir Power That Ignores Defense! Mission Accomplished, Returning Home!

Chapter 663: Chapter 415: Elixir Power That Ignores Defense! Mission Accomplished, Returning Home!

On the sandy ground beside the highway, Ryan continued to convulse unconsciously. Although the flames on his body had been extinguished, half of his body was scorched and carbonized.

Clay lay collapsed beside a sand dune, sparks shooting from the damaged armor, staring intently at the flames, trying to find traces of that monster’s existence.

At this moment, the dead silence was broken by the urgent beeping sound.

It was the built-in communicator in Clay’s armor; the encrypted channel from the command base was calling frantically.

With trembling mechanical fingers, Clay pressed the connect button.

"Hello!"

"Clay! Ryan! Hank! Where the hell did you three bastards go?

For fuck’s sake! I really want to kill you! Those damn people from Dragon Country are about to arrive at the international airport!"

"If the mission fails, expect to face the military tribunal and be completely ’recycled’!"

"Hello... hello! Answer me! Holy shit!!!"

In the communicator, the commander’s furious and panic-stricken roar was particularly ear-piercing in the vast desert.

Clay opened his mouth, but only a hoarse, unintelligible static came from the damaged voicer.

He looked at the brutal battlefield before him, feeling the intense pain from every part of his body and the alert of the system about to shut down.

An unprecedented icy despair, colder than the desert night, completely engulfed him.

Clay couldn’t even report a simple "We failed."

On the other end of the communicator, only the increasingly desperate and angry curses of the commander remained.

Finally, after a collapsed "Holy shit!!!", the signal was abruptly cut off.

Great Eagle Federal International Airport.

Outside the terminal, shadows flickered, and the traffic was incessant.

The business car carrying three researchers and two National Martial Arts Grandmasters slowly came to a stop in front of the scheduled terminal.

The car door slid open, and the five of them stepped out one by one.

The two Grandmasters—a white-robed elder and a black-robed elder—almost simultaneously scanned their surroundings the moment they stepped out of the car.

The sound of the wind, human voices, the rolling of suitcase wheels... every subtle sound was captured in their hearts.

However, after a few moments, a barely noticeable confusion flashed in their eyes as they exchanged a glance.

How strange.

They read the same message from each other’s eyes.

Throughout the journey, the two had been highly alert, their blood quietly surging, always ready to respond to sudden thunderous attacks.

With their understanding of the Great Eagle Federation’s style, it was impossible for them to let them pass so easily; surely, deadly traps had been set along the way.

But what was the result?

From Benin Street to the international airport, they had encountered no obstacles.

Not to mention the anticipated genetic warrior ambushes or mechanical unit intercepts; there wasn’t even a single unexpected traffic jam or a deliberately orchestrated car scrape accident for delaying time or creating chaos.

It was unbelievably tranquil.

"Could it be... that they changed the plan at the last minute?" the white-robed elder transmitted his voice, forming a line that reached the black-robed elder’s ear.

The black-robed elder shook his head slightly, his sharp gaze scanning the ceaseless crowd around them, frowning slightly.

"When things are unusual, there’s bound to be something wrong; the calmer it is, the less we can let our guard down."

Despite saying this, the "flawlessly smooth" success at this moment still stirred an indescribable, ineffable uneasiness in the hearts of these two seasoned Grandmasters.

This achievement seemed too easily gained.

In the first-class cabin, the environment was elegantly quiet.

The two National Martial Arts Grandmasters and three researchers had just settled into their comfortable seats.

At this moment, an ancient wooden walking stick tapped on the soft carpet of the aisle.

Lu Xuan, dressed in a dark Zhongshan suit, walked slowly, his gaze sweeping over the five, with a faint and gentle smile on his face, like an ordinary elder greeting travelers.

The three researchers, unaware of Lu Xuan’s identity, merely saw him as an extraordinary elderly man, politely smiling and nodding in response, their attitudes humble and courteous.

However, the white-robed elder and the black-robed elder, seated by the aisle, the moment their eyes landed on Lu Xuan’s face—

Their bodies suddenly stiffened, their eyes widened in shock, pupils bursting with unbelievable brilliance, fixated firmly on Lu Xuan!

It was a moment of enlightenment, a thunderbolt in a clear sky!

Before coming here, high-level officials had vaguely hinted that an "esteemed elder" would personally assist to ensure everything went smoothly.

They had been speculating as to which reclusive senior could make the high-levels be so cryptic.

Never in their wildest dreams did they expect...

It was this one!

The person before them was a legendary figure, once the chief bodyguard of Mr. Huang! ℴℴ𝘮

His mastery of the Ten Thousand Valleys Returning Flow Fist had long reached an unparalleled level, incomparably powerful.

He had stood firmly at the pinnacle of Dragon Country’s national martial arts for decades, recognized as one of the few grandmasters of Transformation with complete perfection!

Back then, the two of them, being Masters of Transformation, had been fortunate enough to spar and exchange ideas with this senior.

Lu Xuan’s appearance and aura had long been engraved deep in their souls, recognizable even turned to ash!

In an instant, all doubts were resolved.

Why was the journey so smooth, and why had none of the anticipated ambushes occurred...

With this near Land Immortal-like presence guarding them in secret, what demons and monsters could possibly come near?

Lu Xuan seemed to have anticipated this long ago, his calm gaze lingering slightly on them, carrying a hint of unnoticed head-shaking.

The two instantly understood, forcibly suppressing their surging blood and reverence, settling into their seats with slightly stiff movements.

After many years of absence... unexpectedly, this one, far from showing any signs of decline, felt... even deeper and immeasurable!

They both clearly remembered that in terms of actual age, Mr. Xuan was already ninety years old, nearly twenty years older than both of them!

An ordinary martial artist at this age, even a Master of Transformation, would inevitably see their vital energy start to decline, enjoying their twilight years.

But what about this one before them?

Just this close proximity, sensing the vitality beneath the peaceful exterior, felt as vigorous as someone in their prime, so intense it was unsettling!

His immense vital energy not only showed no signs of decline but had become even purer, more restrained, as if refined and returned to simplicity.

This legendary Grandmaster... just how far had he progressed?

The thoughts in their minds spun swiftly, and a long-circulated, yet almost mythologically regarded, realm name in the national martial arts community exploded in their minds.

Could it be... Mr. Lu had already taken that legendary step, breaking through the ultimate limit of human power, reaching... the realm of the Embracing Elixir Grandmaster?

The realm of Embracing Elixir!

That is a realm existing only in ancient texts and passed-down tales!

Where one’s vital energy is condensed and preserved, longevity substantially increased, akin to a Land Immortal!