After Long Aotian dealt with the remaining people, he went directly to the base to rescue the other members of the Sky Team.
There were seven Sky Team members detained there.
Five men and two women.
"Boss, why are you here?" one of them, Bai He, asked Long Aotian in surprise.
They were well aware that the US had superhumans guarding the place. It was precisely because of these superhumans that they were all controlled.
"You still have the nerve to say that, just a few superhumans." Long Aotian reprimanded with a stern face.
Despite Long Aotian's stern expression, he was actually very concerned about his subordinates.
After listening to Long Aotian's boast, Wild Wolf, another member of the Sky Team, asked, "Boss, where are the superhumans? Did they leave?"
"They left, and they left forever." Long Aotian's body trembled, acting very cool.
"What does Boss mean?"
The Sky Team members looked at each other in confusion.
"Boss, what do you mean by that?" Wild Wolf continued to ask.
"Can't you understand human language? They're all dead." Long Aotian explained.
"Ah? All dead?" The Sky Team members asked with their mouths agape.
"Boss, you're this powerful?" asked Huang Bao, a member of the Sky Team.
"What are you saying? Don't you believe the boss?" Wild Wolf questioned Huang Bao.
"Exactly, with the boss taking action, any superhuman will be defeated with one punch."
"Superhumans are like toddlers to the boss."
"Boss is mighty."
"A role model for us."
The Sky Team members praised Long Aotian excessively, one after another, making him blush with embarrassment.
He wished he could defeat superhumans with one punch, but his strength didn't allow it.
"It wasn't me who killed them, it was my master," Long Aotian said with a dark expression, feeling a bit embarrassed to explain.
"As expected of the boss; the boss's master is indeed awesome."
"Of course, with such an excellent disciple as the boss, the master must be awesome."
"Boss, does your master still take disciples?"
Long Aotian:.....
Long Aotian felt utterly ashamed by what these people said. He felt no face, as he had shamelessly become a disciple.
"Stop the nonsense, everyone come out with me." Long Aotian cursed and shouted at everyone.
Long Aotian led the group out of the base. Xia Feng stood on a reef, hands behind his back, facing the sea, looking unfathomably profound.
Long Aotian beckoned to the seven people behind him, signaling them to stop. He then walked to Xia Feng's back and said, "Master, it's handled."
The seven members of the Sky Team stared at Xia Feng with curiosity. Seeing his long hair and robe, his attire made him look like an old man of seventy or eighty.
"The boss's master is really awesome; even his hairstyle looks so elegant."
At this moment, Xia Feng turned his head to look at Long Aotian and said, "After handling it, will you return with me, or will they return with you?"
"En???"
The members of the Sky Team were stunned.
"So young?"
"Returned to youth?"
"Master, I'll go with them," Long Aotian replied respectfully.
"Alright." Xia Feng then flickered and disappeared from the island.
"Holy shit....."
"Damn....."
Despite their special training, the members of the Sky Team couldn't help but curse.
"Where did he go?"
"He just left like that?"
"Filming a mythological drama?"
Long Aotian turned around and glared at the dumbfounded seven, scolding, "A bunch of unsophisticated people, you have no ambition."
..............
At the Pentagon in the United States, what had just happened had already been reported.
The US military saw a fair-skinned man casually kill their superhumans through surveillance. This incident was quickly reported to the US incompetent committee.
The committee convened an emergency meeting.
Encountering such an incident first thing in the morning made the committee chairman somewhat irritable. He hadn't expected the superhumans sent over to be killed, which was undoubtedly a slap in the face. This matter would absolutely not be let go. (Due to time difference, it was just the start of the workday in the US.)
Finally, a frontal photograph of Xia Feng was captured. After comparison by technical personnel, it was discovered that the US database could not query this person.
When the committee chairman arrived, he was granted special access to query. Upon discovering the real information, he almost wet himself.
"En???"
"He looks somewhat familiar. Isn't this the young man from a few years ago?"
The committee chairman panicked, and several military leaders who understood the situation also panicked.
"Everyone irrelevant, please leave. We need to have an emergency meeting," the committee chairman said in a flustered manner.
"Chairman Pao, what should we do now?" one of the military leaders asked.
"Our Lord Hughes hasn't come out of seclusion yet. We are no match for this person. For now, we can only concede." The committee chairman said with a grave expression.
Xia Feng's abilities were beyond human comprehension. Even high technology couldn't do anything to him. Only fellow cultivators could match him, and in the US, only one person might have the strength to resist, and that was the "Lord Hughes" the committee chairman mentioned.
"We'll have to give up the black gemstone. We'll ask them for some to study together later. After all, science knows no borders," one of them said.
"Alas, that's not the problem now. The problem is whether this person will come to the US to retaliate. Perhaps he's already here."
Another military leader worried unnecessarily, speaking somewhat frighteningly.
The committee chairman's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this. If he had already come looking for them, wouldn't he be looking for him first?
The committee chairman became a little flustered and said,
"Then let's appease them."
"Chairman, how should we appease them?" one person asked.
"How else can we appease them? Tell them there was a misunderstanding before, that we were wrong, and that we will gradually improve in the future. Say it tactfully, be a bit submissive, and maintain a gentle attitude," the committee chairman reminded them.
Subsequently, the largest media outlet in the United States published a message of appeasement, and their attitude could be described as extremely humble.
As soon as this message was released, various countries began to speculate whether the relationship between the two countries was starting to improve.
As for the specific situation and why the United States issued such a statement, no one could know.
When Xia Feng returned to the courtyard, Old Huang and the others were still drinking.
Perhaps they had calculated that Xia Feng would return before long.
"Xia Feng, come quickly. You young people love late-night snacks. It's still early, let's keep drinking." Old Li pulled Xia Feng to sit down again.
"Old Li, you all seem to be in good spirits today," Xia Feng asked with a smile.
"Of course, aren't you here? Normally, we old guys wouldn't have the mood to drink hot pot." Old Li smiled and said.
"You'll be staying here tonight. The room has already been prepared for you," Old Huang said.
Those who could be called into this place for meetings were all powerful figures. Let alone sleeping here.
Even the internal guards here were selected from a hundred, and they had to have their ancestral eighteen generations investigated. Even the slightest flaw would prevent them from serving as internal guards here.
"Okay." Xia Feng nodded in agreement. He didn't pay much attention to personal matters; it didn't matter whether he slept or not.