I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes watched in horror from afar; she recognized the five people!

This group has a rather "fierce" reputation in the outer area of ​​the Undying Mountain. They are an "outsider hunting group" that specializes in hunting down lone strong natives and seizing resources. They are ruthless and powerful. She had seen them once from afar and was deeply impressed by them.

She never expected them to target Yin Kui! In her opinion, with these five people joining forces to launch a sneak attack, Yin Kui was likely in grave danger!
However, what happened next completely overturned her understanding and caused the pupils of all those secretly observing, including Zhang Yangqing, to shrink.

Faced with this deadly attack that could easily overwhelm or even severely injure an ordinary Saint Realm cultivator, the silver-haired Yin Kui showed not even a trace of surprise or panic.

He only slightly raised his eyelids a moment before the energy struck him.

His gaze was as calm as if he were watching a few moths fly towards a flame.

The next second, Yin Kui moved!

His movements didn't seem fast, even somewhat casual, but they were extremely precise and concise, as if he had already calculated all the attack trajectories and weaknesses.

Faced with the surging dragon breath, he did not dodge, but simply turned slightly to the side, spread his five fingers on his right hand, and made a fist in the air towards the blazing dark red flame!
"puff!"

Without any earth-shattering collision, the terrifying dragon breath, powerful enough to melt gold and iron, was extinguished instantly with a muffled explosion, as if a flame had been choked by an invisible hand!

Not only that, the burly man with scales who was spewing dragon breath was struck as if by lightning. He groaned and a piece of his chest mysteriously caved in, as if he had been punched from a distance. He flew backward and spat out blood!

Almost simultaneously, Yin Kui casually swung his left hand to the side, his five fingers hooking precisely to catch the incoming dark blue blade.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the blade, comparable to a divine weapon, was crushed!
The female attacker screamed as her arm twisted and deformed in a bizarre way, and she was spun around and crashed to the ground by a tremendous force, kicking up a cloud of dust!
Yin Kui didn't even turn around when Lei Shi's giant fist came crashing down from behind; he simply pushed off gently with his left foot.

"boom!!!"

With an even deeper, more muffled thud, the attacker, whose arms had turned into lightning, was thrown back at an even faster speed than when he came. The rocks and lightning on his arms shattered inch by inch, and a clear footprint appeared on his chest. He crashed into the stone wall of the warehouse in the distance and became embedded in it. His fate was unknown.

As for the gale-force winds that sealed off the space and the highly poisonous black mist, Yin Kui simply exhaled slightly.

"call!"

A condensed, almost tangible, silvery-white energy burst from his mouth, slicing through the air like a sharp sword.

The raging gale was instantly dispersed and smoothed out; the highly corrosive and toxic black mist, like snow meeting the scorching sun, made a "sizzling" sound, quickly melted and purified, and vanished in the blink of an eye!
With lightning speed, like a rabbit leaping and a falcon swooping!
From the moment the five mixed-blood experts of the Celestial Realm launched their attack to Yin Kui effortlessly deflecting all the attacks and severely injuring three of them, the entire process took only two or three breaths!
The remaining two attackers, who were controlling the gale and the black mist, were completely terrified. The ferocity and confidence on their faces froze, turning into boundless fear.

They realized they had kicked a hornet's nest, no, they had kicked a mountain of steel!

"Run!!" Without any hesitation, the two turned around and fled in different directions, pushing their speed to the limit, wishing they had two more legs.

Yin Kui watched their hasty retreat, a cold and disdainful smile curving his lips.

He didn't chase after them, but instead flicked his finger in the direction one of them had fled.

"call out!"

A faint, almost invisible silver glint flashed by.

In the distance, the attacker who was frantically fleeing suddenly froze, and then his head exploded silently like a ripe watermelon, splattering red and white matter everywhere. The headless corpse lurched forward a distance with its momentum before collapsing softly to the ground.

The last attacker, who was controlling the black mist, was terrified and on the verge of collapse. He used all his strength to burn his life essence and transformed into a black light, rushing into the depths of the mist.

This time, Yin Kui didn't even raise his hand; he simply uttered a single word in that direction:

"Settle." The voice wasn't loud, but it seemed to contain some kind of unyielding power of rules.

The black light that was fleeing rapidly in the distance suddenly stopped, as if it had crashed into an invisible wall, and came to an abrupt halt, revealing the attacker's terrified and stiff figure.

Yin Kui then took a leisurely step, seemingly slow, but each step covered dozens of feet, instantly arriving in front of the attacker who had been "frozen".

The attacker's eyes were filled with despair and pleading, his lips trembling as he tried to beg for mercy.

Yin Kui didn't even glance at his pitiful eyes. He stretched out his right hand and, as if pinching a chick, grabbed his neck.

"Click."

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and the attacker's eyes quickly dimmed, his head tilting to one side.

Yin Kui casually tossed the still-warm corpse onto the ground, as if he were just throwing away a piece of trash.

He brushed non-existent dust off his hands, his gaze sweeping over the mess on the ground and the three other heavily wounded attackers lying on the ground, struggling to get up. His tone was indifferent, carrying undisguised contempt:
"With such limited strength, they couldn't even execute a proper sneak attack. They deserve to die."

After speaking, he turned his gaze to the three seriously injured people, his eyes filled with no pity, only cold killing intent.

Clearly, he had no intention of leaving any survivors.

In the distance, the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes, hiding in the shadows, was completely stunned, her mouth slightly open, unable to close it for a long time.

She knew before that the core disciples of the Hidden Clan were very strong, but she didn't expect them to be this strong!

Five mixed-blood powerhouses at the Celestial Realm, who launched a coordinated sneak attack, were easily defeated by him, who swatted three of them like flies, killed one with a flick of his finger, and immobilized another with a single word before crushing him to death!
This is utterly crushing! It's an absolute gap in terms of skill and power!
The initial Saint Realm is terrifyingly powerful?
She subconsciously looked at Zhang Yangqing beside her, her heart filled with worry and lingering fear.

She had previously advised Zhang Yangqing not to take action, but now it seems how right she was to dissuade him!

No matter how strong Zhang Yangqing is, can he be stronger than these five hybrids who specialize in hunting down strong individuals working together?

Seeing Yin Kui's terrifying strength, Zhang Yangqing should give up that dangerous idea, right?

They might even feel fear and choose to evacuate immediately?

However, she was stunned when she looked at Zhang Yangqing.

Zhang Yangqing's face was expressionless.

There was no surprise, no fear, no hesitation, and not even the slightest emotional fluctuation.

His eyes were calm as water and deep as an ancient well. He watched quietly as Yin Kui decisively dealt with the five attackers, observing Yin Kui's unparalleled power and the aura of a Primordial Saint emanating from him.

That look didn't seem like someone looking at a terrifying enemy who could threaten their life; it was more like someone observing a teaching case or watching a documentary that had nothing to do with them.

Calm, indifferent, even with a hint of scrutiny and analysis.

It was as if the fierce battle that had just terrified the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes was nothing more than an insignificant breeze that had blown across the water without even causing a ripple.

This extreme calmness, more so than any intense reaction, gave the beautiful woman with almond-shaped eyes a sense of unfathomable chill and inexplicable confidence.

Could he really be so confident? A thought that even she found absurd flashed through the mind of the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes. (End of Chapter)