Chapter 381: Jujitsu

The cliff, standing dozens of feet high, was not something an ordinary person could scale. On regular days, there would be hidden sentries stationed here. When someone who had permission to pass arrived, they would use a machine to pull them up. But today, clearly, no one was guarding this spot.

Fortunately, all four of them, including Yang Chen, had excellent martial arts skills. With their exceptional lightness skills, they could easily leap up the cliff by taking advantage of some protruding rocks.

Once they reached the top of the cliff, they found a relatively flat piece of land. A closer look revealed a hidden elevator-like device placed in one corner of the cliff. This device hadn't been tampered with, as even if the enemy had entered, they wouldn't cut off their own escape route. Very few people could rely on their own strength to scale this cliff.

After the four of them entered the elevator-like device, Cai Ning looked around and found a button. Pressing it, the elevator slowly descended.

After a minute and a half, the elevator reached a concealed depression at the base of the cliff. However, a thick steel plate extended from inside the cliff's recess to the elevator's exit.

This area was obviously well-designed. From the outside, it would be hard to notice this hidden passage due to the natural rock formations obscuring it.

Following the steel-plated ground, the four of them looked up and saw a partly open electronic alloy door in front of them.

"They've already gone in," Yun Miao sighed.

"This isn't the worst scenario. The worst would be if they had already destroyed everything and left," Jade Master said.

Yang Chen suddenly remembered a question, "Have any of you been here before?"

All three shook their heads. Cai Ning said, "If it weren't for this mission, we wouldn't have known about this hidden aircraft carrier base."

Yang Chen pondered for a moment and nodded, "Let's go in then."

Upon entering, they found the hallway alone extended over a hundred meters, stretching deep into the mountain. The light grew brighter inside, clearly illuminated by numerous lighting fixtures.

After passing through a doorway, their view opened up to reveal another world!

The cavern was hundreds of meters high and nearly a kilometer wide, constructed with reinforced metal frameworks and concrete. High-tech electronic devices filled the entire space, and a broad, river-like channel in the center seemed designed to hold water for building aircraft carriers.

However, what puzzled them was the complete absence of any aircraft carrier.

"Could it be that the aircraft carrier under construction has already been moved?" Cai Ning murmured, clearly sensing something unusual.

If there had been fighting here or signs of widespread destruction, it would have seemed more normal to them. But the current scene, with everything appearing untouched, felt incredibly odd.

"Let's go further in and see. It's clear that someone has been here," said Jade Master.

The four of them moved forward a bit more. The enormous underground space was not filled with the expected blood and signs of battle. Instead, it was extraordinarily clean and quiet, as if all the factory workers had simply gone home for the day.

"Wait," Yang Chen suddenly stopped and looked up at a high platform to his side.

The other three followed his gaze and were shocked to see a familiar figure in a military uniform sitting in a chair, bound and seemingly unconscious.

"General?!" Cai Ning exclaimed, recognizing Lin Zhiguo, the man supposedly captured by the so-called "Great Brahma King."

On the otherwise empty platform, as if by magic, a dozen figures suddenly appeared. Dressed in various outfits, they looked at Yang Chen and his group with mocking expressions.

The leading figure was a man with pinkish skin and a slightly withered face, indicating his age. He wore a golden snake-patterned high hat and a white robe, holding a string of agate prayer beads in one hand and a black-glazed water jug in the other, its contents unknown.

"You managed to get here, which means you must have defeated my subordinates one by one. Congratulations," the man said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

Yang Chen frowned at the man's attire and asked, "Are you the Great Brahma King?"

The Great Brahma King was momentarily taken aback but then said, "You must be the new Hades. I didn't expect you to be so young. I've been looking forward to meeting you for a long time."

"Cut the crap. If you want to fight, let's fight," Yun Miao, seeing Lin Zhiguo bound and unconscious, was already burning with anger. Despite her immense resentment towards him, he was still the man she once married. For years, she had lived with her granddaughter in seclusion, never formally severing ties with Lin Zhiguo. They merely argued when they met, which showed that Yun Miao had never truly wanted to end their relationship.

"Hmph, a defeated opponent dares to speak of courage," came a cold voice from a man in black with a braided hairstyle standing beside Brahma—Heitian.

Yun Miao pointed her sword at Heitian, "I let you escape earlier. This time, I'll see how you fare!"

"Sister Yun, don't be impulsive. We are outnumbered!" Jade Master cautioned.

"Then what of it! We fight when we must!" Yun Miao roared, leaping into the air and sweeping her sword toward the group.

However, the sharp and powerful Shushan sword energy, capable of cutting through metal and stone, didn't make them budge. The Great Brahma King placed the agate prayer beads into the water jug and then flung them out again, scattering water droplets toward the sword energy.

"Woooo... woooo..."

A sharp wailing sound suddenly arose as the water droplets transformed into countless gray, skull-like vengeful spirits. These spirits, with wide, crying mouths, rushed toward the sword energy and began to gnaw at it.

As soon as the sword energy collided with the spirits, it disappeared. The vengeful spirits continued their momentum, heading straight for Yun Miao's chest!

This scene was nothing short of sorcery. Yun Miao, who practiced the way of the sword, had never encountered such a phenomenon. Moreover, as a woman, she was inherently terrified of ghostly apparitions, leaving her momentarily stunned.

"Step back, Sister Yun!"

Jade Master swiftly moved in front of Yun Miao, one hand on her back, while the other rapidly drew a Heavenly Gang rune in the air. Crimson true energy flowed through the air like blood.

"Kunlun Talisman Technique, Exorcise Ghosts."

The runes adhered to the howling skulls, and the red runes burst into golden light, dispelling the spirits before they could attack.

The Kunlun Sect was renowned for its martial arts, talisman techniques, and alchemy. Its exorcism talisman techniques were especially effective against such ghostly tricks.

Yang Chen was impressed by Jade Master's display and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the water in that Brahma jug is from the Ganges. According to legend, Brahma created life using the waters of the Ganges. The Ganges is a sacred river in India, worshipped since ancient times. Countless Indians have committed suicide in the river, and numerous corpses have been submerged there. Hence, every drop of Ganges water is infused with a tremendous amount of death energy. Be careful, Daoist and Sister Yun."

"Your insight is impressive, Hades," the Great Brahma King remarked, not annoyed by his thwarted attack, but rather intrigued. "Indeed, this land of Yanxia hides many capable individuals. The vengeful spirits condensed from the holy water of the Ganges were easily dispelled."

"Hmph, your minor trickery reveals you as nothing more than a demon!" Jade Master shouted, drawing a thousand-year-old peach wood sword from his back. Against ghostly forces, a peach wood sword was more effective.

"Great King, allow me to handle this Daoist," said a man with an unusually sharp voice, stepping forward.

The man had a striking appearance: a stern yet handsome face with very pale skin, disheveled blue-black hair typical of ancient Indian ascetics, a silver headband, crescent moon earrings that glimmered, and a necklace of skulls that seemed ready to devour at any moment.

The man was shirtless, wearing only a tiger-skin skirt on his lower half. To everyone's horror, a cobra was coiled around his waist, flicking its tongue.

Jade Master didn't care who stepped forward. He channeled his true energy into the runes on his peach wood sword and thrust it toward the strange man.

"Hmph," the man snorted, opening his purple lips and exhaling forcefully.

A loud roar erupted from the man's mouth, followed by a whirlwind of blue-purple lightning spewing forth.

"Monster!" Jade Master shouted but was hit by the sudden electric surge, retreating in disarray.

Both Yang Chen and Cai Ning's expressions changed. Cai Ning was unsure of what these people were capable of, while Yang Chen realized who the man was and immediately shouted, "Daoist, that's Shiva, one of the three main gods of India, the god of destruction who commands storms and lightning."

"Ha ha ha ha, my powers extend far beyond that," Shiva cackled sharply, leaping directly in front of Jade Master.

Jade Master, utilizing his Qianyuan Technique to the fullest, dared not attack rashly. He brandished his Yulong Bagua sword and launched a quick assault on Shiva.

The cobra around Shiva's waist suddenly glowed with a red light, opening its mouth wide and spewing a dazzling green-purple flame.

"Taste the flames of apocalypse!"

"Such a minor trick, and you dare call yourself the god of destruction!" Jade Master roared, his long sword overflowing with innate true energy. With a sweeping motion, he slashed through the green-purple flames, dispersing them, and then sent a blinding sword light towards Shiva's neck.

Shiva did not dodge. Instead, he bent his body backward in an impossible arch, avoiding the strike with a bridge-like pose.

"Indian Jujitsu?" Yang Chen recognized the technique.

The battle between Jade Master and Shiva was far from over, but the other figures on the platform decided they had seen enough and jumped down, five of them eyeing Yang Chen and the others menacingly.

Heitian and Dali Molo, the two brothers, were among them. Facing Yun Miao, they wore cruel smiles.

Heitian said, "Earlier, we didn't use our full strength because it wasn't time yet. Now we'll make sure you die without regrets."

Yun Miao sneered, "Show me what you've got." Although she had expended much of her true energy, the current situation did not scare her.

Meanwhile, a seductive woman with wheat-colored skin and an alluring aura appeared in front of Cai Ning. Barefoot, with long silver bracelets on her wrists, she exuded a dangerous charm with every gesture. This kind of beauty felt unnatural, though one couldn't pinpoint why.

The woman chuckled, her laughter sounding almost like tinkling bells. She looked at the stern-faced Cai Ning and said, "I've heard that the Yanhuang Iron Brigade has the Eight Divisions. We, Brahma's followers, also have the Eight Divisions. I am Asura, one of the Eight Divisions. Little sister, today let me, your elder sister, exchange a few moves with you."

In ancient Indian mythology, "Deva" represented the gods, and "Asura" represented the demons. Both were part of the Eight Divisions. Among the Asuras, the males were exceedingly ugly, while the females were extraordinarily beautiful. The gods had delicious food but no beautiful women, whereas the Asuras had beautiful women but no good food. Hence, the gods and demons constantly fought fiercely over these desires.

The woman in front of them was extremely beautiful and claimed to be an Asura, which made sense within this context.

However, to Cai Ning, no matter how beautiful she was, she was still an enemy, and moreover, an enemy whose abilities were entirely unknown and unconventional, making her feel particularly uneasy.

Yang Chen glanced at the three beside him, seeing that they were not in immediate danger. He then focused his gaze on the two individuals in front of him.

"We'll see who's truly skilled," Cai Ning said, steadying her nerves and preparing for combat.

The Asura woman smiled alluringly, her movements graceful yet menacing as she stepped forward to face Cai Ning.

Meanwhile, Yang Chen sized up his own opponents. Heitian and Dali Molo, the two brothers, stood before him, their expressions cold and malicious. He could feel the tension in the air, knowing that a fierce battle was imminent.

"Let's end this quickly," Yang Chen thought to himself, readying his stance. He knew that defeating these formidable foes would require all his skill and focus.