Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

"What’s going on over there... right now?"

A special squad under the Player Administration Bureau looked from a nearby hill, observing the rebel sub-base.

It was roughly two or three minutes after Lu Wenwu had left the safe zone that this squad had followed, trailing far behind.

After Lu Wenwu charged into the base solo, they patrolled the perimeter, taking out the scattered sentries and any rebel members trying to escape or return, one by one.

Looking in the direction of the base, they couldn’t see any signs of a battle.

Fighting Spirit, Spells, Magic, high-tech weapons...

Nothing.

Only the occasional rumbling sounds hinted that the battle there was not yet over, though the situation didn’t seem very intense.

"Brother Wu is temporarily not in any danger. In the rebel’s secret stronghold, there are only two life signals left, and none have started fluctuating from battle."

An S-level powerhouse leading the team was clad in a streamlined power armor, with electronic radar coordinated with overhead military satellites, continuously scanning the sub-base.

Cultivators on the tech path may often appear weaker physically, but with enough resource backing, their combat power usually surpasses that of players at the same level.

Especially in large-scale wars.

If quality isn’t enough, quantity compensates.

"Did you track the position of that S-level player who used the Space Shifting Scroll to leave?"

"Reporting to the captain, he..."

"Speak up, don’t stutter!"

"Reporting to the captain, he seems to have died! Just ten seconds ago, a space disturbance occurred, with fluctuations spiking. It is suspected that the temporary space channel collapsed. In such a case, unless it’s an S-tier Peak Powerhouse specializing in the Power of Space, it’s impossible to survive."

"Dead?" The captain frowned slightly, "How could the temporary space channel suddenly collapse? Even if the Space Shifting Scroll malfunctions, it shouldn’t go wrong at this point."

The squad member hesitated, then guessed uncertainly, "Could it be that Brother Wu used some ability to collapse the space channel? Or... pure power?"

"Didn’t Brother Wu take the Path of Body Refinement with proof by power? How could he learn Space techniques?" Another squad member interjected, "To collapse a space channel, even a temporary one, requires a deep immersion in the Power of Space."

Another member added, "Indeed, normally, even an S-tier Space Mage would find it difficult to interrupt a Space Shifting Scroll, unless they were prepared in advance."

"What if it is true?" The member responsible for space detection argued, "Brother Wu is an absolute genius. In his initial dungeon, he killed C-tier zombies as a mortal, and now he reverses and slays S-tier with A-tier. It wouldn’t be excessive for him to be versatile, would it?"

The captain let out a deep, muffled laugh under the power armor’s mask: "It’s not out of the question, but personally, I think the probability is low. Do you know how much pure ’Power’ attribute is required to shake a space channel with sheer strength and some spatial ability...?"

Before the captain could finish speaking, the previously calm sub-base suddenly exploded.

A deafening roar erupted, shattering the upper structures above ground level into pieces, flinging them into the sky as terrifying force propelled them, turning into iron rain that fell from above.

Even the ground beneath trembled and cracked continuously, like a violent magnitude 18 earthquake.

A mushroom cloud-like plume of smoke rose in the distance.

"Buzz!"

The squad member responsible for space detection reacted swiftly.

Although a hint of shock passed across his face, he quickly took out a Space Stabilizer and placed it on the ground.

A light membrane shot up into the air, spreading in all directions like a golden inverted bowl, securing the space around the squad members.

"Captain..."

"Say no more. I’m now inclined to believe there’s a higher possibility that Brother Wu punched the space channel into collapse."

...

Inside the sub-base, Lu Wenwu had already engaged in a confrontation with Wen Jiulong.

The first exchange ended in a draw.

But the aftermath and the energy room’s explosion already exceeded the base’s tolerance, destroying all rooms above the lowest level, leaving only a heap of wreckage amidst the rubble and earth.

The original sub-base had completely vanished, leaving only an uneven giant crater behind.

Having fully endured the explosion, both Lu Wenwu and Wen Jiulong were unharmed.

The former’s physical defense was off the charts, capable of withstanding a nuclear blast without harm.

The latter, cultivating Earth Attribute Fighting Qi and possessing Mountain Giant Bloodline, stood immovably like a mountain when grounded, unshaken by the mere explosion.

As they clashed again, Lu Wenwu’s grin grew wider.

An opponent stronger than he is now... excellent... excellent!

Burst Step erupted, and Lu Wenwu’s body shot forward like a projectile, the body imbued with the Demon God Battle Lance piercing through the thick Earth Attribute Fighting Qi.

"I truly underestimated you. My disciple died at your hands, and it wasn’t in vain,"

Wen Jiulong shouted as he swung his short-handled warhammer with fierce energy.

Twisting his body to smash down, the hammerhead collided with Lu Wenwu’s Iron Fist, both coming to a complete halt in mid-air.