Old Mo, eating fish in a courtyard house, reigning supreme in Hong Kong.

Chapter 557: What method can kill that old monster?

Once the castle is destroyed, even if the bombardment doesn't kill these old monsters, the sun will scorch them to death.

"Wives, time to get to work. It's a beautiful day, the sun's out, those old monsters won't be able to come out."

"Set up the cannons, aim at that castle, and bombard it..."

These are two 105mm mortars.

The six men blew up the two cannons, then took out the shells and stuffed them in.

"Fire! Fire!"

"Boom boom..."

Two 105mm mortar shells, trailing angry roars, crashed into the castle.

"Boom boom..."

Although the castle was very sturdy, it was instantly blasted open with two large holes.

"Oh no, someone's shelling us!"

"Hurry, hurry, it might be a prince from Hong Kong. Get into the tunnel quickly, get into the tunnel quickly."

Chaos immediately erupted inside the castle.

Clark flashed into the castle hall.

"Don't panic, everyone get into the tunnel, hurry, I'll cover your retreat..."

Clark shouted loudly.

He wasn't particularly afraid of artillery shells. As long as they didn't hit him directly, he wasn't afraid.

The zombies inside the castle immediately burrowed into the tunnels and began to evacuate.

Tunnels are also essential for these vampires. Without them, they would have been dead for who knows how many years.

They were already used to being bombarded like this and handled it with great ease.

However, the anger in his heart made him feel very uncomfortable.

"You bastards, if I weren't afraid of the sun, I would have made sure you all died without a burial place."

Clark roared loudly in Old Murdoch's direction.

"Ha ha……"

"Hit! Hit! Keep bombing!"

Old Mo shouted loudly.

Two more shells were shoved in, making two loud booming sounds.

The cannonballs roared and struck the castle once more.

The castle teetered on the brink of collapse during the bombing, then crumbled with a deafening roar, sending dust billowing into the sky.

Old Mo was still not reassured, so he fired several more shots. Only then did he lead his wives and charge towards the castle.

At the same time, he also released the eagle.

"Eagle, fly high up and keep watch. If you see anyone trying to escape, kill them."

"Yes."

The eagle immediately took to the skies to survey the area around the castle.

However, he was disappointed. No matter how wide he looked, he still couldn't see anyone running away.

Old Mo was the first to rush to the castle.

There were still quite a few vampires inside the castle. They were currently trapped under the broken bricks and walls, howling and their bodies were still steaming from the sun.

Old Mo scanned the area with his divine sense, and his face immediately darkened.

"You bastard, you were careless."

Yes, he saw the tunnel.

The tunnels beneath the castle are numerous and densely packed, and vampires move quickly through each tunnel.

There aren't actually that many vampires who die inside castles.

"As expected of a rat hiding in the sewers."

Old Mo was so angry he gritted his teeth.

Old Mo used his divine sense to search for Clark's figure in the tunnel. However, he was ultimately disappointed. That old bastard Clark was fast; who knew where he had gone by now?

Indeed, every race has its own way of surviving. There's a reason these bastards have been able to live for thousands of years.

They've been digging these tunnels for who knows how many years. Now they're a vast, interconnected network, practically an underground world.

Even if Lao Mo possessed divine sense, finding the end of the tunnel would be extremely difficult. Let alone for a normal person.

Some areas are quite spacious, feeling like a shopping mall, allowing these vampires to do business underground and even survive for a long time.

To eliminate Clark, you would have to find his location, give him no chance to react, and kill him with a single missile.

This is tough, this is really tough.

After today, finding Clark again, finding such an opportunity, will be extremely difficult.

The main problem is that they're in the open, while these vampires are in the shadows. If they come out at night to target Old Mo's businesses, that would be a real problem.

Inside the collapsed castle, the damned vampire was already dead. He'd been reduced to ashes by the sun.

Old Mo really couldn't do anything about those who weren't dead; he didn't dare go into the tunnel!

Once inside the tunnel, the roles of offense and defense change.

"Let's go back to the meeting and think of another solution! If we don't kill these vampires, we'll be in big trouble."

Old Mo returned to the space with his wives, while he left Eagle in the Golden Triangle.

Inside the building, in the lobby.

Old Mo and his wives sat on the sofa and started a meeting.

However, they discussed it for two whole hours but still couldn't come up with an effective solution.

Even if we send people out to search for them and find their location, it won't make any difference if we go looking for them during the day.

They know how to burrow underground!

Should we just use missiles to hit them? Old Mo has those things, but we can't use them unless absolutely necessary!

This thing is also very troublesome to use, unless he directly contacts the garrison.

As I said before, Lao Mo doesn't want to do this unless absolutely necessary.

"Honey, should I contact my mother and ask the Vatican to send someone to deal with them?"

Finally, Princess Anne spoke.

Old Mo shook his head and said, "No. Those people from the Vatican aren't any better. It's easy to invite them here, but difficult to get rid of them."

Old Mo decisively rejected the suggestion. As a transmigrator with a system, he had no need to beg those people.

Nothing worked, nothing worked, and in the end, Old Mo decided to turn to the system.

"System, system, I've encountered someone I can't beat, what should I do?"

The system immediately popped up and replied, "That's simple. Just spend money to buy cultivation points, and I'll make you a cultivator. Everything will be solved."

"Holy crap, system, you actually have this function? Why didn't you say so sooner?"

"You didn't even ask! I'm an omnipotent system; as long as you have money, I can solve anything for you."

Old Mo was speechless, but it didn't seem too late now.

"System, what level do I need to reach to become invincible on this planet?"

The system replied: "The cultivation realms of immortal cultivators are divided into six major realms: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul, Tribulation Transcending, and Deity Transformation. Each realm is further divided into three minor realms: Initial, Intermediate, and Final."

In your realm, the Core Formation stage is barely invincible. If you play it safe, the Nascent Soul stage is absolutely invincible. What realm do you want to reach?

Old Mo quickly asked, "If one becomes a cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, will the Heavenly Dao of this realm reject them?"

The system replied, "In your realm, there were cultivators who reached the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage in ancient times. So I'm certain it won't happen."

"Holy crap."

Old Mo said speechlessly, "Is that even a question? Just tell me, how much money does it cost to reach the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm?"

The system immediately said, "Give me one trillion US dollars! One trillion US dollars will directly get you to the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm. However, that will bring divine punishment."

In your words, it means you'll be struck by lightning; if you can't withstand it, you'll be struck dead. Even if you do withstand it and reach that level, you might not want to stay in this realm anymore.

Are you sure you really want to become a cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm?