Seeing this scene, not only Li Fengcheng and the others, but also He Chongxu was so shocked that he was speechless for a long time.
It wasn't until several minutes later that He Chongxu respectfully bowed to Yinlong Daoist: "Junior nephew was ignorant, so Uncle Master had already refined Kowloon Mountain into a dojo!"
Yinlong Daoist glanced at He Chongxu faintly: "It's just a mere Kowloon Mountain dojo, I achieved it fifteen years ago. If you want it, I will give it to you after today's great battle ends!"
He Chongxu was overjoyed upon hearing this.
Kowloon Mountain was the first dojo he had always longed for but could not obtain!
Most importantly, Kowloon Mountain was also the highest point of Hong Kong's feng shui earth veins.
After refining Kowloon Mountain into a dojo, it was equivalent to controlling the entire feng shui earth veins of Hong Kong.
When Kowloon rises, Hong Kong rises;
When Kowloon falls, Hong Kong falls!
One person controlling the entire feng shui momentum of Hong Kong, it was simply absolute authority!
"Thank you, Uncle Master! Junior nephew is deeply grateful and has nothing to repay you with, except to offer my life and follow your lead from now on!"
He Chongxu quickly pledged his loyalty.
Yinlong Daoist waved his hand.
Without even looking at He Chongxu, he swept his gaze over the nine dragon-shaped ridges.
After a moment, he shook his head: "I haven't managed this dojo for more than ten years, and the original Nine Dragons Converging Head Killing Array has begun to shake and deviate."
"I need to fix them quickly, lest it delay the battle when it starts later."
After speaking, Yinlong Daoist continuously formed hand seals.
As his fingers moved, the nine dragon-shaped ridges trembled non-stop, and faintly, they seemed to be moving and shifting!
When the tremors finally stopped, someone took out the original electronic topographic map of Kowloon Mountain for comparison.
The next second, they were horrified: "Kowloon Mountain... has really... moved!"
"All these nine dragon-shaped ridges have shifted to the left by at least half a meter!"
"Terrifying, truly terrifying!"
"One must know that even crustal movement causes mountain displacement at a rate of only a few centimeters per year! At most, it's a dozen centimeters per year! But Immortal Yinlong, with great ease, made the entire Kowloon mountain range shift by a full half meter in an instant!"
"Such divine power is simply earth-shattering and comparable to a true immortal!"
"We are all in awe, we are all in awe!"
Amidst the words of the person who took out the map for comparison, Li Fengcheng and the others, with shocked expressions, bowed and paid homage to Yinlong Daoist in unison.
Yinlong Daoist's move had indeed deeply shocked them!
It made them feel for the first time that the legends of immortals moving mountains and filling seas were not just boastful talk, but very likely to be true!
Yinlong Daoist ignored the flattery of Li Fengcheng and the others, squinted at the shifted nine dragon-shaped ridges, and showed a satisfied expression.
"Now, the Nine Dragons Converging Head Killing Array has regained its power to suppress martial arts experts below the seventh stage."
"By the way, Chongxu. What was the realm of that kid from the mainland you mentioned?"
He Chongxu quickly replied: "Reporting to Uncle Master, I don't know the specific realm. But based on my experience fighting him, I guess he is at least at the peak of the seventh stage of martial arts. Otherwise, how could he have defeated me, who had already unleashed He Yin, with just three punches and two kicks?"
"Martial arts seventh stage, then he is dead," Yinlong Daoist nodded.
He had just said that the Nine Dragons Converging Head Killing Array could suppress martial arts experts below the seventh stage, and Ying Chen happened to be at the seventh stage.
Even if Ying Chen was exceptionally talented and stronger than a normal seventh-stage expert, there would absolutely be no surprises.
Because, don't forget, besides the Nine Dragons Converging Head Killing Array, Yinlong Daoist himself was a top expert!
With the appearance of Yinlong Daoist's Thousand-Eyed Inverse Scale, Ying Chen's last shred of hope for survival vanished!
"Chair? Bring it over."
"We'll just wait here for him to come to his death."
Yinlong Daoist said lazily.
Then, a wealthy man obsequiously brought a chair forward and placed it behind Yinlong Daoist.
And Yinlong Daoist, like a local emperor ruling Hong Kong, sat on the peak of Kowloon Mountain, looking down at the entire Hong Kong.
Behind him, Li Fengcheng and a group of Hong Kong tycoons were like Yinlong Daoist's ministers, and also like his slaves.
...
A luxury car stopped at the foot of Kowloon Mountain.
The car door opened, and Hu Sansheng and Liao Yifan stepped out.
They looked around in surprise: "Hey? Where is Mr. Ying? Why isn't he here yet?"
They had set off with Ying Chen, but had taken different cars.
Ying Chen's car was driven by Hu Sansheng's driver, heading towards Kowloon Mountain.
"Could something have happened on the way? Those people like Li Fengcheng would definitely do something like this!"
Liao Yifan's face changed, he said.
Hu Sansheng did not dare to hesitate and immediately took out his mobile phone to call the driver.
However, to his surprise, when the call was connected, the driver said they had arrived long ago.
But after arriving, Ying Chen didn't go up the mountain at all. Instead, he followed a mountain path along the foot of the mountain to another direction of Kowloon Mountain!
Hearing the driver's words, Hu Sansheng and Liao Yifan were both stunned.
The same thought flashed through both their minds: Has Ying Chen escaped?
But the next second, both of them completely dismissed the thought.
How could that be!
If Ying Chen wanted to escape, he would have escaped long ago.
Why would he wait until this critical juncture to escape?
Not to mention that Ying Chen had asked Hu Sansheng to buy a hundred billion worth of bets, would Ying Chen be willing to give all that money away?
"Do you have Mr. Ying's contact information? Call Mr. Ying."
Hu Sansheng looked at Liao Yifan and said.
Liao Yifan shook his head: "How could I have it!"
Hu Sansheng looked at Liao Yifan in surprise: "Aren't you Mr. Ying's loyal dog..."
He stopped himself halfway, realizing something was wrong.
Liao Yifan himself didn't mind and said proactively: "A loyal lapdog, right? If that were the case, it would be better! The problem now is that Mr. Ying hasn't fully trusted me yet! I don't dare to proactively ask for Mr. Ying's contact information at all!"
The two were immediately in a predicament.
With the great battle imminent, the protagonist was missing.
What should they do?
"Perhaps Mr. Ying just wants to survey the environment of Kowloon Mountain. After all, this is the place for a decisive battle. If he doesn't understand the terrain, how can he be at ease?"
"Let's go up first! Maybe when we reach the summit, Mr. Ying will have finished his survey and will be there!"
Hu Sansheng said at this time.
Liao Yifan nodded helplessly: "We can only do this."
So the two of them set off towards the peak of Kowloon Mountain.
Along the way, they encountered many Hong Kong elites who were also heading towards the summit of Kowloon Mountain.
However, these people all avoided Hu Sansheng and Liao Yifan as if they were avoiding a plague.
Even people who had been on good terms with Hu Sansheng before pretended not to know them and walked away covering their faces.
Clearly, because they had sided with Ying Chen, they had been isolated by everyone in Hong Kong.
If Ying Chen won, it would be fine, but if Ying Chen lost, they would have no place in Hong Kong from then on!