Ultimate: Fishing Through the Heavens, Starting with Five Enlightenment Templates

At his peak, this man in black robes could boast a combat power index of 34000 points.

Crushing him is easier than crushing an ant.

"Heaven is going to destroy me! Heaven is going to destroy me!"

Rex was utterly devastated.

The beloved one was handed over, and now her life and death are in the hands of others.

Damn you, God! Why did you have to push him to such a desperate situation?

"Come, become my zombie."

The black dragon spoke in a hoarse whisper, carrying an irresistible, sinister quality.

With a casual flick of his withered right hand, he sent out a wisp of miasma that was neither alive nor dead.

"No!"

Seeing this, Rex's eyes widened in fury, and he gritted his teeth, preparing to teleport away.

However, faced with absolute power, his struggles were futile and laughable.

The miasma of neither life nor death struck Rex precisely like a falling meteor.

A seed gleaming with black light entered his dantian without any hindrance, leaving its mark unique to the black dragon.

Rex's body trembled violently, and he felt his mind suddenly sink into a quagmire, with invisible shackles binding him and dragging him down into oblivion.

He struggled desperately, summoning all his remaining willpower to resist the erosion.

But it was like an ant trying to shake a tree; all their efforts were in vain.

Wang Dadong's hearty laughter, Huang Anqi's beautiful face...

Countless familiar figures transformed into shattered light and shadow, flashing past like a revolving lantern in the instant before his consciousness sank completely into the abyss of darkness.

Fragments of the past come flooding back.

Upon closer examination, it turns out that a large part of his short life was related to Wang Dadong.

After all, the two had been friends since childhood.

At that moment, he suddenly regretted it.

If he had known this would happen, he shouldn't have targeted Wang Dadong.

However, there is no medicine for regret in this world.

In just a few breaths, the last glimmer of humanity in Rex's eyes was completely extinguished.

Emptiness replaced all emotions, leaving only cold obedience.

He was no longer Rex, but a zombie who obeyed orders.

Black Dragon waved with satisfaction, and Rex returned to his side without a word.

"Go and collect the medicinal herbs for me. If you encounter any obstacles, kill them without mercy!"

The black dragon's voice was icy cold, carrying an unquestionable will.

Rex knelt on one knee for 13 seconds, his movements stiff yet precise.

After receiving the order, his figure blurred instantly and disappeared from the spot.

……

Yongxin Logistics transit warehouse.

Because of a great battle, this place was almost reduced to ruins.

Lan Tianyu stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the mess before him.

The collapsed steel-framed roof twisted and pierced the dim sky.

The shattered concrete walls, like red paint, stained part of the area.

Amidst the chaos, glaring dark red bloodstains mingled with scattered powders of various medicinal herbs.

It created a bizarre and nauseating filth.

The air was thick with the pungent smell of blood, the bitterness of medicinal herbs, and the irritating odor that disinfectant tried to mask but failed to do so.

Family members and professional cleanup crews who arrived later are working diligently.

Some of them were wearing protective suits and masks.

Silently, they collected the mangled corpses, which were no longer recognizable and could not even be pieced together, into body bags.

People went into the collapsed warehouse and moved large pieces of building debris and scattered cargo to the side.

Someone was washing the ground with a high-pressure water gun, but the dark red stains seemed to have seeped deep into the cement, stubbornly refusing to fade.

A temporary area has been marked out in one corner of the warehouse.

A dozen or so family members of the deceased, who had received the devastating news, gathered there.

Heart-wrenching cries rang out intermittently, accompanied by desperate calls of names.

A middle-aged woman collapsed to the ground, clutching her husband's work badge, which was covered in blood and fragments of medicinal herbs, and cried until she almost fainted.

An elderly man with white hair, his hands trembling, touched a body bag, and his cloudy tears slid down his cheeks silently.

The entire region was shrouded in immense grief and chaos.

Lan Tianyu watched all this quietly, his heart feeling as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, so heavy that he could hardly breathe.

A heavy sense of guilt overwhelmed him instantly, like a cold tide.

He knew that the Lan Group bore an unshirkable responsibility for this tragedy.

Black Dragon is the murderer, but the fact remains that the Lan family, as the employer, failed to protect the lives of their employees.

Now that things have come to this, the only thing we can do is try our best to make amends and give those broken families an explanation.

Even if this compensation can never heal the pain of losing a loved one.

"Tianyu!"

A familiar but weary voice came through.

Lan Wenhua walked briskly through the chaotic crowd.

His face was equally solemn and weary, his eyes filled with regret and the heavy pressure of being the head of the family.

The deaths of hundreds of employees are no small matter.

He had to personally step in to appease the people and handle the aftermath.

"dad."

Lan Tianyu responded in a low voice.

Lan Wenhua walked to his son's side, his gaze sweeping over this hell on earth, his brows furrowed, and his voice low:

"How is that man in black robes?"

This is what he cares about most right now.

If such a vicious criminal is not eliminated, the Lan clan will never have peace.

"I severely injured him and drove him away, but I couldn't stop him."

Lan Tianyu spoke succinctly, his eyes cold.

He didn't mention that it was the Heavenly Demon Lord who saved the Black Dragon, as that would only cause trouble.

All we need to do now is let our father know that the biggest threat has temporarily receded.

Upon hearing this, a hint of disappointment flashed in Lan Wenhua's eyes, but more so a sense of solemnity.

An enemy who could drive his son to that point and still escape is definitely a major threat.

Do you know where he went?

Lan Wenhua continued to ask questions.

"I'm not sure, but I will keep investigating."

Lan Tianyu shook his head. The Black Dragon might still be in the Gold Dimension, or it might have already been taken to the Demon Realm by the Heavenly Demon Lord.

But no matter where he is, he will find Black Dragon and make him pay for the blood debt owed to these hundred employees.

The father and son stood at the edge of the ruins, silently watching the busy yet sorrowful scene before them, the atmosphere heavy.

Lan Wenhua whispered a few words about how to appease the family and handle compensation, and Lan Tianyu listened silently.

Just then, a commotion broke out at the warehouse entrance.

Several vehicles with flashing red and blue police lights were parked outside.

A group of men in uniforms and hats with serious expressions walked in, guided by staff.

The leader exuded a calm and collected aura, his sharp gaze sweeping across the scene.

"The officials have arrived."

Lan Wenhua took a deep breath and patted his son on the shoulder.

"Leave this to me. You must be tired. Go back and rest."

He noticed the weariness in his son's eyes.

Having experienced a series of battles and witnessed such a tragedy, it was inevitable that they would be physically and mentally exhausted.

Lan Tianyu did indeed feel a deep sense of weariness wash over him.

A fierce battle with the Black Dragon, a terrifying standoff with the Demon Lord from Outer Heaven, rescuing the old woman, and sending Xiao Ci home...

This night was incredibly taxing, both physically and mentally.

With the authorities involved, the tedious tasks of handling compensation, investigation, and evidence collection certainly don't require his presence as a key figure in the operation.

"Ah."

Lan Tianyu nodded without saying anything more.

He took one last look at the area shrouded in weeping, then teleported in the direction of the Lan family manor.

Lan Wenhua was left alone to face the mess and sorrow, as well as the officials walking towards her.

Back at the villa, Lan Tianyu first told his mother that he was safe.

When Wei Qingxia saw her son return safe and sound, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She didn't ask any further questions about the attack on the warehouse.

Because he believed his son could handle it.

After talking for a while, Lan Tianyu teleported back to his room.

He sat cross-legged on the bed and opened the attribute panel.

[Host: Lan Tianyu]

【Combat Power Index: 25120】

Number of fishing attempts: 0

[Luck: 42.89%]

[Template: Five Insights]

Occupation: Priest

[Abilities: Azure, Six-Eyed]

[Skills: Dispel LV10, Angel's Blessing LV10, Hall of Radiance LV5]

[Affection Level: Lancelot (Ultimate), Qian Laiye (Very High), Jin Baosan (Very High), Tian Xin (Ultimate), Wang Dadong (Ultimate), Wang Yase (Ultimate), Xiao Ci (Very High), Wang Mali (Ultimate), Rex (Medium), Ding Xiaoyu (Medium)]

Lan Tianyu did a quick mental calculation and found that the luck collection efficiency had reached 2300%.

Compared to the previous 1500%, efficiency has increased by approximately 1.53 times!

"When we did the statistics before, it took about four days to collect enough luck."

"If we calculate it now, it will only take two and a half days to get it done."