The Pen That Can't Fly

In the twenty-seventh year of Hong Guang, the allied forces of seven nations invaded the Great Blue Dynasty.
Rifled muskets, mortars, and armored vehicles combined into a steel tide, were ultimately shattered by the Great Blue's armored cavalry.
Muscle, magic, firearms, cannons... the new and the old powers continuously collided.
In an era of great strife, Li Fei, with the help of a Ten Thousand Blood Bead, gradually became an existence akin to a BOSS:
'Is this the extent of your damage? You haven't even taken off one-thousandth of my health.'
'You don't think this is enough to kill me, do you?'
'Don't rush, the second phase is up next!'
......

This Martial Saint's Health Bar is Too Thick!

In the forest, Li Fei moved soundlessly.


He had broken through the Calming Sect's deceptive formations using the Myriad Blood Pearl and had silently followed the main group, which he had been tracking for over four hours in the forest.


Two hours ago, the main group of the sect had set up another deceptive formation at a fork on the high ground. This was done to prevent anyone from escaping the first formation, as anyone who continued to follow them would undoubtedly have to reach this high ground and arrive at this fork, otherwise it would be impossible to know where the Calming Sect would go next.


In this way, the second formation was certain to work.


Li Fei was not only unworried about the other party's cautiousness but was somewhat delighted, for this indicated that deceptive formations were their best method of anti-tracking; otherwise, they wouldn't waste their precious materials for the formations.


Chapter 49: Traces