Invincibility starts when I see the BOSS health bar.

Chapter 1034 I don't mind

Zhao Kun couldn't help but laugh, his mood instantly brightening!

However, the smile on his face had just blossomed when it suddenly froze as if it had been frozen solid!

Outside the main hall, above the entire Ouyang mansion, a semi-transparent barrier, like an inverted glass bowl, slowly rose and completely enveloped the entire residence!
Above the barrier, countless ancient and profound runes flowed like swimming fish, emanating a terrifying pressure that made one's soul tremble!
The grand formation of the Ouyang Mansion was not just a bluff; it was... truly fully activated!

"Wait, wait! No... it can't be that bad..."

The color drained from Zhao Kun's face instantly, and his heart pounded wildly as if gripped by an invisible hand, almost bursting out of his chest!
Cold sweat instantly soaked through the back of my clothes.

He originally just wanted to show off his power and take the opportunity to arrest people. He never expected that the Ouyang family would be so fierce. For the sake of an outsider, they were willing to completely activate the protective formation of the mansion. This is simply a sign that they are about to tear off all pretense of civility!

Just then, a figure that was not tall, and even somewhat hunched, but carried a heavy, imposing aura like a mountain, slowly walked out from behind the screen on the side of the hall and appeared in the backlit position at the entrance.

When Zhao Kun saw the person's face clearly, his pupils contracted sharply, his mind went blank, and all his luck, all his calculations, and all his arrogance were completely crushed at that moment!

"Master Ou... Master Ouyang?!?"

Pfft!
Without any hesitation, or even a moment to think, the extreme fear and the vast difference in their status caused Zhao Kun's knees to buckle, and he collapsed heavily to his knees on the cold floor with a dull thud.

His face was deathly pale, and he trembled like a leaf in the autumn wind. Only one desperate thought echoed in his mind:

It's over! It's all over! He had planned everything, but he never expected that he would actually alarm the pillar of the Ouyang family, Master Ouyang, who had long since retired from worldly affairs and held a transcendent position, and personally come forward!

"Oh, Master Ouyang! It's a misunderstanding! It's all a huge misunderstanding!!"

Zhao Kuntang's voice became shrill and distorted, sounding like a male duck being choked, and was particularly jarring in the deathly silent hall.

He knelt on the cold ground, his forehead pressed firmly against the smooth, mirror-like bluestone slab, wishing he could disappear into it.

He wanted to kowtow repeatedly, to tearfully explain that it was all a damned blunder, and to immediately lead his incompetent and disastrous subordinates to flee this place that terrified him.

However, his legs seemed no longer his own, but rather frozen by invisible, millennia-old ice. No matter how frantically he mobilized every muscle fiber, those two uncooperative "dead legs" remained motionless. Only the uncontrollable, violent trembling revealed the boundless fear in his heart.

Inside the hall, time seemed to stand still.

Whether it was the previously aggressive but now ashen-faced members of the Underworld team, or the Ouyang family guards who rushed over upon hearing the news, initially ready to confront them but instantly falling silent, the stewards, and even several powerful elders who arrived upon hearing the news, they were all frozen in place like clay sculptures, even subconsciously holding their breath to the lowest possible level, for fear that the slightest extra sound would break this suffocating balance.

Most of them would never have the chance to see Master Ouyang in person during their entire lives. This pillar of the Ouyang family, a living legend, had long transcended the realm of the mundane and existed only in the most core records of the family and in the awe passed down by word of mouth.

At this moment, the legend stood before them, not exuding any earth-shattering aura, but the unfathomable depth in his calm eyes and the seamless aura that seemed to be one with the entire Ouyang Mansion and the earth beneath his feet were enough to make anyone present dare not make a move.

No one dared to speak, and even the exchange of glances was filled with caution. The entire hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, except for Zhao Kun's heavy, desperate sobs, like a broken bellows.

However, to everyone's great shock and even a sense of absurdity, Master Ouyang had not even glanced at Zhao Kun, who was kneeling and begging for mercy, from the moment he appeared until now.

His calm eyes merely scanned the terrified or awe-inspiring faces in the room, and finally, under the astonished, puzzled, and even somewhat incredulous gazes of everyone, he took a step forward.

He didn't approach any of the Ouyang family elders or stewards, nor did he pay attention to the trembling Yu Difu personnel. Instead, he went straight to Ding Hui, Linghu Xiang, and Song Zhenrong, who stood out conspicuously in the center of the hall, brought by several Yu Difu team members.

His steps were steady and slow, each step seemingly treading on some mysterious rhythm, faintly resonating with the residual array fluctuations throughout the Ouyang Mansion.

The footsteps weren't loud, but they struck like heavy hammers, hitting everyone's hearts one after another, making the air seem to freeze, and even the light around him seemed to become viscous.

When Master Ouyang stopped, he was already standing in front of Ding Hui, who was bored and even yawning slightly as if she had just woken up.

It was as if the tense, imminent danger surrounding him, the kneeling and begging, the foolish and disgraceful Lord of the Underworld, and the earth-shattering formation capable of annihilating thousands of troops were all completely unrelated to the sleepy-eyed woman before him.

He calmly, almost scrutinizingly, looked Ding Hui up and down.

The gaze was not that of someone in need of protection or a distinguished guest, but rather carried an indescribable, almost egalitarian observation.

Then he spoke, his voice not loud, but like an ancient bell, clearly penetrating the depths of everyone present, carrying an undeniable concern:

"Are you okay?"

Ding Hui rubbed her sleepy eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering twice. She shook her head nonchalantly, her tone as casual as if she were just complaining that the porridge was a little cold this morning: "It's okay, I'm just a little sleepy."

As she spoke, she casually pointed with her slender finger, as if shooing away flies, at the group of foolish underworld people beside her who were already pale with fright and almost collapsed to the ground, and lazily asked, "What should we do with them?"

Master Ouyang didn't even turn around to look at the trembling, lambs-to-the-slaughter underworld personnel, as if their existence was utterly insignificant.

He simply uttered three words, his tone calm and even:
"Lock him up."

Simple, direct, with no room for maneuver, and not even bothering to ask why or listen to explanations.

Standing behind him, the core members and powerful elders of the Ouyang family, who had come with him and were usually considered important figures in the Ouyang household and even the capital, immediately bowed in unison as if they had heard a supreme divine decree:
"Yes!"

The voices were perfectly synchronized, filled with utmost respect and a barely perceptible tremor.

From beginning to end, they behaved like the most humble servants in front of Master Ouyang, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Although they often talked about the Ouyang family's protective array as their ultimate trump card to deter other forces, frequently saying things like, "Watch out, I'll activate the Ouyang family's array and you'll regret it," they knew very well in their hearts that whether or not it was activated, and when it was activated, was not something they, as so-called elders and managers, could decide. The decision firmly rested in the hands of this "ancestor" who almost never concerned himself with worldly affairs!
Who would have thought that today, because of an outsider, he was captured by the people of the Foolish Underworld in such a ridiculous way, and this man actually activated the ultimate formation without hesitation, sealing off the entire Ouyang Mansion!
This is absolutely earth-shattering, unimaginable!

They even thought with a hint of sourness that even if they, the direct descendants of the Ouyang family, the elders and senior members, were killed in the mansion, their ancestor might not easily activate this ultimate formation that was related to the family's fortune for their sake.

As a result, this outsider named Ding Hui had barely shown any signs of being arrested, and before she had even lost a hair, this guy flipped the table!
The difference in treatment... left them with extremely complicated feelings, and their gazes toward Ding Hui held an indescribable sense of awe and curiosity.

Master Ouyang ignored the commotion behind him, as if dealing with such trivial matters would tarnish his senses.

He nodded slightly to Ding Hui, then turned around, gesturing for her to follow.

Ding Hui yawned slightly and followed naturally, as if she were just going to the backyard to admire the flowers and take a walk.

Seeing this, Linghu Xiang and Song Zhenrong exchanged a glance and then quickly followed.

The four of them, under the stunned and confused gazes of the crowd, strolled away from the stagnant hall as if taking a leisurely walk, leaving behind a mess and a huge shock for everyone behind them.

Inside the hall, only the people from the Foolish Underworld and the Ouyang family remained, staring at each other in an awkward and heavy atmosphere, filled with a sense of exhaustion as if they had survived a catastrophe.

However, Master Ouyang's order to "lock him up" was an unquestionable supreme command.

These people, whether they want to be locked up or not, they have to be locked up!
The people of Ouyang Mansion immediately snapped out of their shock and glared at the previously arrogant and domineering but now utterly defeated fools from the Underworld, before beginning to carry out their ancestor's orders.

Just moments ago, Zhao Kun, the head of the Foolish Underworld, was all arrogant and thought he had the trump card. Now, where was the slightest bit of arrogance on his face?

He hurriedly forced a fawning smile, his facial muscles contorted with extreme fear, and bowed repeatedly to the head steward of the Ouyang family, almost sobbing as he offered his thanks.

"Lock us up! Lock us up! It's only right! It's all because we, the foolish underworld, were blinded by greed and fodder for our disrespect, offending your esteemed household and the venerable Master Ouyang! We deserve to die! We deserve to die!"

"We only ask...we only ask that you gentlemen do us a favor and send a message to our Foolish Underworld, letting them know that we have been...we have been 'invited' to the Ouyang residence as 'guests,' and are temporarily...temporarily unable to return. We have been greatly offended this time; it is a huge misunderstanding!"

"Please, esteemed gentlemen, don't take it to heart. Please... please put in a good word for us with Master Ouyang! We will repay your great kindness by serving you as oxen or horses in our next life!"

I'm scared.

I completely chickened out.

Their posture was so humble that it was almost groveling, even bordering on begging.

At this moment, Zhao Kun had only one thought in his mind, which echoed like a demonic chant in his ears.

It's over, it's completely over, we've kicked a hornet's nest!
He thought that with the arrest warrant and the pressure from above, at most he would just have to engage in some verbal sparring with the young masters and ladies of the Ouyang family, or some powerful elder, and in the end, he would just have to apologize and pay a price to get through it.

Who would have thought that this would directly cause a major incident, alarming even the great master Ouyang!
Having caused such a huge disaster and offended Master Ouyang, he even doubted whether he could keep his position as the head of the Yudi Palace after returning home, even if he managed to leave Ouyang's residence alive!

They might even face dismissal and investigation, or even more severe punishment!

All he wants now is to save his life; he doesn't dare think about anything else!

Just then, as if in response to his inner prayer, or perhaps because Master Ouyang believed that the deterrence was sufficient, the array barrier covering the entire Ouyang Mansion began to gradually dim, slowly receding like the tide, and finally completely dissipating into nothingness.

The suffocating, immense pressure dissipated, and the warm sunlight once again shone down without obstruction.

The formation has been dismantled.

Clearly, Master Ouyang had confirmed that Ding Hui was safe and sound, and that her mood had not been greatly affected, so he withdrew the earth-shattering formation.

As for how to deal with these minor characters from the underworld, he was too lazy to waste his energy; he left it to his "unworthy descendants" to handle.

However, just as the formation was dispelled, the chilling oppressive feeling vanished, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief at surviving the ordeal—some even subconsciously raised their hands to wipe the cold sweat from their foreheads—

Whoosh-!
A figure, moving so fast it almost exceeded the limits of visual perception, barely visible as a blurry silhouette, shot in from outside the Ouyang residence like lightning tearing through the silence of dawn!

The speed was so fast that the intense friction with the air produced a low yet sharp sound of air being torn apart!
Without pausing for a moment, and ignoring the slightly chaotic scene inside the mansion caused by the series of changes and the many astonished gazes cast upon him, his goal was crystal clear. He shot straight toward the depths of the mansion, toward the direction where Ding Hui was!

As his figure passed by, only a faint blue afterimage remained, gradually fading away.

Having just experienced a shock, and still not fully recovered from the awe and exhaustion brought by Master Ouyang and the dissipation of the formation, the group was stunned speechless and frozen on the spot by this unexpected person.

Countless gazes unconsciously followed the vanished afterimage, while a huge question mark rose in their minds:

Who...who is that?!
Master Ouyang, who had just left the hall with Ding Hui and was walking along the corridor leading to the inner courtyard, paused almost imperceptibly.

A very faint ripple flashed in his eyes, as if a tiny pebble had been thrown into a calm lake.

He turned his head to look at the figure rushing towards him, and stood still to wait.

"Husband, what's the matter that's so urgent?"

Before she even landed, Ding Hui had already squinted at the newcomer and smiled.

(End of this chapter)