Space equipment, whether in the East or West, is something these superpowered individuals covet.
Possessing a personal storage space is more secure than any safe. Furthermore, such a space allows for the constant carrying of vast amounts of weapons, equipment, and ammunition, which translates directly into combat power.
However, regardless of whether it's in the East or West, space equipment that can form such personal spaces is exceedingly rare.
Despite their envy, they dared not harbor any improper thoughts towards Ling Tian, because Ling Tian's strength was evident.
He had crushed Alexander with sheer power, then forced Lancelot to concede defeat willingly, and now, he was effortlessly neutralizing all of Karius's bizarre attacks.
With such combat prowess, how could they possibly provoke him? If they were to covet Ling Tian's space equipment and attempt anything, Ling Tian would likely not let them off.
"Mr. Karius, do you wish to continue?
I cannot guarantee that I can control the extent of my counterattacks."
Karius bit his lip, finding himself in a dilemma. He hadn't expected to be unable to overcome his opponent even after utilizing his spatial abilities.
Even more terrifying was that the person opposite him seemed to be able to see through his spatial abilities, which was simply preposterous.
At this moment, Ling Tian turned and walked towards a patch of woods several dozen meters away from the beach. Then, Ling Tian raised his hand, holding an entire book of talismans.
Ling Tian injected his true essence into the talismans, and the ten talismans transformed into over ten fist-sized fireballs.
Immediately, Ling Tian pointed his finger, and the talismans shot forward, flying directly towards the nearby woods.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
A large expanse of flames engulfed the woods. After more than ten seconds, as the flames dissipated, everyone saw that the woods had been reduced to rubble, with dozens of coconut and palm trees charred to charcoal!
Even the sand on the ground had been scorched by the high temperatures, turning into patches of glass that glittered under the sunlight.
"I surrender, I surrender!"
Karius conceded defeat with remarkable straightforwardness. He now understood what Ling Tian had meant earlier about not being able to control the intensity of his attacks.
With just that volley of fireballs, Karius felt he had no way to dodge such a fatal assault. Damn it, there wasn't even a sliver of a chance of winning.
"Very good. We have an old saying in China: 'He who knows the times is a wise man.' Your choice is very wise!"
Ling Tian turned to face the crowd again.
"Everyone, does anyone else have any objections? If you do, I'm happy to oblige. If necessary, you can all come at me together!
Let's address any issues now and resolve them. I don't want anyone causing trouble later when we enter the ruins of the overseas immortals!
I will show no mercy to those who stab me in the back or trip me up!"
Ling Tian spoke with a smile on his face, but everyone could feel the chilling intent behind his words.
At this moment, Lancelot stepped forward.
"Everyone, Mr. Ling Tian is correct. If anyone has any lingering doubts, step forward now.
Once we enter the ruins of the overseas immortals, we will face many common enemies and need to work together!
I will also be blunt: if anyone drags us down at that point, I will not be lenient either!"
Lancelot's words carried weight among this group, and so they all expressed their respect for Ling Tian, acknowledging that his strength was worthy of Aurora.
Then, everyone boarded the ship and continued their journey towards the Mariana Trench.
...
In the Darusalan Kingdom, Finance Minister Old Carponsa breathed a sigh of relief upon learning that Ling Tian had left Darusalan. This harbinger of disaster had finally departed.
Ling Tian's presence had shattered a conspiracy he had meticulously planned for decades, leaving the old man deeply frustrated.
However, as he arrived at the Ministry of Finance building and had just alighted from his car, a sniper opened fire from a rooftop several hundred meters away.
Fortunately, Old Carponsa's fate was not yet sealed. As he stepped out of the car, he stumbled slightly, and at that precise moment, the sniper pulled the trigger. The bullet grazed Old Carponsa's shoulder, creating a bloody gash.
When his bodyguards and security personnel arrived at the scene, the sniper had already vanished.
Old Carponsa was not the only one to suffer misfortune.
His youngest son was soon found dead in a hotel. According to witnesses, the younger Carponsa had met a beautiful woman at a nightclub and they had returned to his room together.
The next day, when hotel staff noticed that the guest had not checked out by the designated time, they forced open the door and discovered he was already deceased, having died from a broken neck.
Of course, Haimir also met with misfortune. A runaway dump truck collided with Haimir's car.
It was fortunate that Haimir's driver was a highly skilled professional hired by an international security firm. At the critical moment, he decisively swerved, causing the dump truck to crush the cars of Haimir's entourage into mangled metal. Haimir managed to survive.
However, when they went to apprehend the driver, they discovered that the driver had committed suicide by ingesting poison!
This series of significant actions was the work of Ling Tian's fifth master, the King of Assassins, Xiang Yuntian.
After the failed assassination attempt on Ling Tian by the Three Ghosts of Thailand, the One Hundred Million Life Bounty Network immediately canceled the mission.
Xiang Yuntian then used the one hundred million funds paid by Haimir to post bounties on other dark web sites, targeting Haimir and core members of the Carponsa family.
Such a large bounty drove the assassins into a frenzy, and they began their assassinations against the Carponsa family members.
That evening, in the hospital owned by the Carponsa family, Old Carponsa met his son, Haimir.
Haimir had just undergone surgery and had also learned of his youngest son's death. The grief of a parent losing a child was a truly cruel fate.
Old Carponsa sat on his hospital bed, staring blankly out the window. Fortunately, their hospital was dozens of stories high, with no other buildings nearby. Otherwise, the old man would not have dared to stay so close to the window.
"Father, please accept my condolences. I will find a way to uncover the mastermind behind this and avenge my brother!"
Beside him, Haimir's eyes were red, his face still pale, and emotions of anger and fear were etched all over his face.
He had narrowly escaped death himself that day. If not for his bodyguard's excellent driving skills, he would already be accompanying his brother in the afterlife.
However, the most critical blow to their family was the assassination attempt on Old Carponsa, which had led to rampant rumors about their family.
Especially their long-standing rival, the Arroyo family, was already stirring.