I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 1455 - 1459: Because You Knocked Over My Hotpot

Zhang Menglong looked at his overturned hot pot with a conflicted expression, but everyone else's attention was entirely focused on the ongoing battle. They could clearly feel that this battle was terrifying, potentially beyond any level they could intervene in. At this moment, only Zhang Menglong still cared about the hot pot.

Fierce turbulence erupted intermittently, clearly indicating that the battle had not ended and was still at an extremely intense stage.

"Could it be the traitor that the Main World wants to capture?" Someone immediately linked it to the ultimate mission this time; perhaps it was the powerful individual the people from the Main World were painstakingly trying to capture.

"Should we go take a look?" In this situation, continuing to navigate the spaceship was very difficult; just as everyone was contemplating whether to abandon the ship and sneak over, Zhang Menglong had already set off.

"I'm just trying to have a good hot pot, and your fighting overturned it! What grudge or enmity do I have with you all?" Zhang Menglong cursed as he dashed toward the center of the explosion like a bolt of lightning.

"What should we do?"

"Of course, we follow! Or do you want to stand here and watch?"

"Brother Zhang is really reckless, risking his life for a bit of hot pot isn't worth it!"

"You don't understand Brother Zhang. He fusses over these little things. Disturb him when he's happy, and it'll set him off worse than killing his entire family."

...

Not too far away, they soon arrived at the center of the battle. They hid under a nearby slope, while Zhang Menglong still charged ahead recklessly on his own.

This battle was not a fair one-on-one duel but six people ganging up on one!

Floating in the sky was a golden warship with a unique design that was devoid of any technological sense, instead following an intense magical civilization style.

The six people wore uniform golden armor, gold masks, and wielded various weapons. The aura emanating from them was different from anyone Zhang Menglong had ever encountered!

"They're Perfect Life Forms!" Zhang Menglong also noticed that these people possessed an extremely high life level, but it was strange. The so-called Perfect Life Forms should represent perfection, yet Zhang Menglong felt a sense of imperfection in them, unlike the Administrators of the Nine-story Tower.

Even so, the aura they emitted was far stronger than any Main God in the trials, much stronger indeed!

There was no time to investigate who they were or their origins; Zhang Menglong's attention was focused entirely on the target surrounded by golden armored individuals.

It was a black-haired young man of similar age to Zhang Menglong, whose features, height, and build closely resembled Asian humans on Earth. He could seamlessly integrate into human society on Earth.

However, his power could only be described as terrifying. Even against the encirclement by six golden armored people, he wasn't at a disadvantage!

He wore a simple black robe and no shoes, appearing plain, yet the power within him made Zhang Menglong suspect that he might even rival the Administrators of the Nine-story Tower!

Every punch he unleashed contained enough force to destroy a medium or even high-grade world, and the punch's force left faint space trails in its wake.

The golden armored individuals dared not take his attacks head-on; a single punch would send them flying thousands of meters away. Zhang Menglong suspected that without their golden armor, none of them could withstand that youth's attack!

"Could he be the defector?" Zhang Menglong noticed that the black-haired youth had two broken chains on his wrist, like a fugitive from ancient dramas.

Coincidentally, the direction indicated by the Great Prophecy earlier was nearby—this youth was likely the defector!

"Lucky! Didn't expect to find him so soon!" Zhang Menglong continued flying forward, his arrival immediately catching the attention of both the black-haired youth and the golden armored individuals.

"Number 375, someone is coming!"

"Main God level, probably a trialist entering this world."

"There are 27 more hiding in that direction!"

"Get them to help. Even though they're as weak as ants, it's better than nothing, at least they can distract this defector!" 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"Hey trialist over there, hurry and help!" one of the golden armored people ordered arrogantly, "That's the defector we're after; capture him, and you can enter the Main World directly."

The black-haired youth glanced at Zhang Menglong with bewilderment, but more surprisingly, there was an innocent expression in his eyes.

The saying that eyes are the windows to the soul holds some truth. Zhang Menglong could almost conclude that no matter what, this youth was not an evildoer; evil people shouldn't have such innocence in their eyes.

"Why are you standing there gawking? If you don't help and the defector escapes, we'll kill you too!" Another golden armored person shouted toward the hiding area. "Those hiding, hurry and help!"

"Coming, coming!" Zhang Menglong pretended to be subservient and rushed in their direction.

The black-haired youth also showed apprehension, not because he was afraid of Zhang Menglong and the golden armored people joining forces against him, but because he feared continuing to be delayed by these people. His time was running out, and he had more important matters to attend to.

Suddenly, a thick murderous aura surged from his body, manifesting as an unusual purple color, with an overwhelming destructive power.

Killing the golden armored individuals wasn't difficult for the youth, but he had promised her that he'd never use that power again. Yet, to save her, it was unavoidable now!

"Help? Help my ass!" As Zhang Menglong charged into the fray, instead of attacking the youth, he fiercely kicked one of the golden armored individuals next to him.

"Ye Kai!"

Although Zhang Menglong's life level was only at the Main God level, his real combat strength was not weaker than any of the golden armored people!

A red-steamed beast formed of hot steam, and Zhang Menglong's kick almost shattered the armor on the gold-armored man's abdomen, dragging him along the ground for thousands of meters.

"Cough, cough, cough!" The golden armored person's life force was resilient; his eyes flashed with confusion and shock.

Why would this trialist dare attack him?

How could his kick possibly shatter the armor of such strength?

The black-haired youth was equally puzzled as to why this person would help him when they should be strangers.

"I absolutely hate it when people order me around," Zhang Menglong vented.

"Damn trialist, do you intend to help the defector?" Another golden armored person glared angrily at Zhang Menglong.

"I don't even know him!" Zhang Menglong replied, "But you damn well fought and knocked over my hot pot; do you know how precious the last packet of tomato pot seasoning was? Huh?"