The Rebirth of an Immortal Cultivator
Chapter 111: The Eye of Satan
When Mo Lian landed right in front of the army post guarding the border, she was already greeted with dozens of people pointing guns at her. Some are even ready to fire weapons mounted on heavy cars.
Mo Lian raised both her hands with an open palm, then she said casually, "I'm not looking for trouble, there's an important matter I want to ask you all here."
Everyone who heard that lowered their weapons all. It was however impossible to win against a high-level Fighter in front of them, whose voice could echo like that.
"What do you want to ask?"
Another reply was heard in a slightly echoing voice from inside the border post. There was a middle-aged man walking out of the post, dressed in an army outfit with a green suit and berets on his head.
The middle-aged man stepped his feet with a cultivation aura coming out from him, making the surrounding air become heavy which was difficult to breathe. When the distance was only 50 meters away from Mo Lian, the middle-aged man's face hardened like he was looking at a very surprising thing.
Unlike Mo Lian, he felt no pressure at all, he was still able to breathe freely. After all the cultivation of the middle-aged man in front of him was only limited to the Late Divine Sea Phase, or Wu-Dan. In his eyes it was just a small ant.
Mo Lian reached into his pants pocket, he took out a family photo when he was four years old, and Mo Fefei who was two years old. He approached the middle-aged man, showing a photo in his right hand. "Do you know the person in this photo?"
The dozens of people looked at each other, then walked up to Mo Lian looking at the man who was about 26 years old, had black hair with neat cuts, thick black eyebrows like swords. That had a facial structure like Mo Lian.
"Soge away." The middle-aged man walked amidst the crowd, making everyone step back a few steps giving him a way.
The middle-aged man turned his head to look at Mo Lian as well as the family photo in turn. Until his face again hardened with wrinkles, not long after he said in a firm voice, "Say. Where did you get this picture?"
Mo Lian frowned, she did not know why the middle-aged man in front of her looked like he was upset, but was also disappointed simultaneously. But even so, he still answered casually, "Of course from my mother, who else?"
The middle-aged man flinched, he again scanned Mo Lian's face intently, until before long, tears dripping down his face explained the longing.
"Ap-Are you the son .. of Mo Qian?" The middle-aged man made sure with a stammering and quivering voice.
"Yes, do you know my father?" Mo Lian answered him directly without thinking for a long time. Then from the look on the face displayed by the middle-aged man in front of him, he was very sure if the middle-aged man knew his father.
The middle-aged man was downcast with his right hand covering his face, tears kept pouring down with sobs could be heard. He turned around and walked towards the border post saying, "You come with me inside, I'll explain everything."
"For you, stay awake!" The middle-aged man shouted to rule his subordinates.
Everyone was silent for a while before answering him, they were astonished to never see their Commander like this.
"Ready! Do it!"
Mo Lian walked following the middle-aged man's footsteps. He also observed how many people were guarding the border, a border that often occurs in conflict, only guarded by people with numbers less than 50. This is a very small amount.
Three minutes later, the two had already arrived inside a white room with a hint of light, like a place usually used to discuss strategy. Inside this room alone there were only the two of them without anyone standing guard at the entrance.
The two of them fell silent without a sound, none of them started the conversation. The middle-aged man also always lowered his head with both hands clenched on the table, sometimes there was also the sound of teeth scraping which added an expression of regret and annoyance.
Mo Lian tapped her finger on the table, to melt this silent and tense atmosphere, then said in an expressionless flat voice, "Can you explain everything?"
The middle-aged man gasped, he looked up at Mo Lian's flat face, but in his eyes was radiated a dazzling radiance like he could swallow anything.
The middle-aged man leaned against the back of the chair with his head staring at the ceiling of the room, he let out a long breath. Then confirming his sitting position looked at Mo Lian.
"Before that, I was Ong Lei Yang." The middle-aged man introduced himself. Then just as he was about to continue his words, he stopped when he saw Mo Lian raising her hand.
"Are you related to Ong Hei Yun?" mo Lian asked a little curiously.
Mo Lian nodded her head, then explained the first start they met who became enemies, then until it was very familiar.
Ong Lei Yang could only fall silent while shaking his head when he heard that explanation.
"sorry. We should be talking about your father, and not about my brazen little niece" said Ong Lei Yang.
Mo Lian simply fell silent with a small nod from him as without agreeing.
Ong Lei Yang took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly and began to explain in a heavy voice explaining his sadness and longing, "Since you are a Warrior, you should know what the Dragon Fencing Force is."
Although he did not understand the relationship between his Father and the Dragon Taring Force, he only nodded his head in response.
"The Dragon Fencing Force is a special force from various divisions, whether it be the army, police, navy, and air. Their strength was stronger than that of humans in general, but the Dragon Taring Force was not the strongest in Huaxia Mainland. There's one more ..."
Ong Lei Yang was silent for a moment by biting his lower lip like thinking whether to tell or not. But even so, the edges are still said.
"The Devil's Eye! This was a special army whose strength was above that of the Dragon Taring Force. A single person of the Demonic Eye Army could fight against ten to a hundred of the Dragon Taring Force members. To join here was extremely difficult, that person had to receive an acceptance exam that was a hundred times more difficult. Then your father and I served here, we were from the Demonic Eye Army, only two were from the Demonic Eye Army, and the rest were ordinary soldiers ..."
Ong Lei Yang gripped his clenched fingers, he was very upset by the decision above that sent ordinary soldiers to stand guard at the border.
Hearing that, Mo Lian could not help his shock, he did not know if any other secret organization had formed in the Huaxia Mainland. Later, his father was a member of that army.
"Your father, referred to as the Red Demon God. With just one knife in your left hand and one gun in your right hand, your father could slaughter ten thousand elite soldiers without being injured in the slightest. It's just that, at that moment, fifteen years ago, we had a sudden attack. We don't know where they came from ..." Ong Lei Yang fell silent again, he could no longer continue his words. Even tears kept flowing down his face.
"They .. there were more than a thousand people, and we were only two hundred, with me and your father a warrior. Their strength was incredible, eight hundred levels of Wu-Zong, two hundred levels of Wu-Dan, and three Wu-Sheng. Your father lunged at those thousands of people to give us time to escape, I wanted to fight together, but your father asked me to protect those useless people!"
"At that time, your father was already half a step past Wu-Sheng. I saw that your father had already slaughtered half of them, then suddenly .. There was a blinding light in the eyes, and at that very instant, all the things that were there disappeared without a trace." Ong Lei Yang continued his explanation after calming himself down.
Mo Lian was speechless with a trembling body, she did not expect if her father had that much power. But there was something stuck in his mind, if his Father was so great, then why would the Mo Family in Chongqing City only have a Wu-Zong, without Wu-Dan.
But more importantly, he knew that his father was not dead and was still alive. From what was said, the white light might have moved his father to another dimension adjacent to the battle ground.
"Thank you. Are you able to deliver where the battle site was fifteen years ago?" mo Lian asked as she stood up from her seat, with both hands resting on the table in front of her.
Ong Lei Yang frowned. "For what? It's very dangerous there" he said in a trembling voice.
"Of course to find Dad. You don't need to worry, I'm also a Fighter, Wu-Sheng Late stage." Mo Lian released her spiritual energy, making the table in front of her tremble violently and huge cracks visible on the walls of the room.
Ong Lei Yang was flabbergasted in disbelief at what he saw. He bent his knees as he could not withstand the pressure from Mo Lian, whose strength was only 20% of that.
Seeing that, Mo Lian retracted her spiritual energy.
Ong Lei Yang breathed heavily, after being calm enough, he stood up and walked towards the exit. "Well, I'll take you there."
Mo Lian smiled faintly with a small nod, she walked following Ong Lei Yang's footsteps.
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