Chapter 323

Leitao piloted his F-35B fighter jet like a shooting star piercing the firmament, racing at full speed toward Chongqing. The wings sliced through the air like blades, emitting a deep, powerful roar that mirrored his own urgent state of mind. After careful deliberation, and to conceal the aircraft and avoid unnecessary trouble, Leitao skillfully landed the F-35B in a secluded valley basin near Dazhuhe Market Town, west of Chongqing. Once the jet was secured, Leitao nimbly opened the cockpit canopy and leaped to the ground with agile grace. He quickly changed into the merchant’s attire he had prepared and, with swift, practiced movements, tucked the aircraft and his other equipment into the mysterious Bagua Spinning Top Space. After completing this, he scanned his surroundings vigilantly. He took a deep breath, knowing that his top priority was to rendezvous with the Netherworld team as soon as possible. The mountain trail was rugged and winding, stretching out beneath Leitao’s feet like a dormant giant python. The surroundings were oppressively quiet; the air seemed to have solidified. An occasional sharp, abrupt cry of an unknown bird only added to the tension, and in this stillness, the sound of Leitao’s footsteps seemed exceptionally clear.