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

Tong Xu waved his hand, stopping them from helping him up. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, a deep sense of solemnity and horror flashing in his eyes.

He gasped, "Cough cough, it's alright, I'm not going to die. Damn it, this guy is one of the strongest outsiders I've ever seen in all my years of life. His control over power and the strength of his physical body are simply unbelievable."

Tong Xu couldn't understand why that extraterrestrial demon's physical strength could be compared to his own, a powerful figure from the Hidden Clan.

That shouldn't be the case. The Hidden Clan has been known for its physical strength since ancient times, and is said to be able to 'kill gods'.

Tong Xu really didn't understand this, but Zhang Yangqing had possessed Yin Kui's body, so his physical strength was naturally exaggerated.

"Ancestor, should we give chase? He's injured, he can't have gone far!" a powerful member of the Hidden Clan asked through gritted teeth.

Tong Xu shook his head, his face grim: "Chase him? Who of you will go after him? Are you going to your deaths? Although he is seriously injured, he can easily take you all down with him in his final counterattack!"

A hint of apprehension flashed in Tong Xu's eyes, and he didn't continue speaking: "Alright, let's clean up the mess first, strengthen our defenses, and make further plans after my injuries have healed somewhat."

Although the hidden clan experts were unwilling, they knew that Tong Xu was telling the truth, so they could only suppress their desire for revenge and begin to direct their men to clear the ruins and treat the wounded.

Amid the chaotic scene of people cleaning up the mess, several figures with special identities, who had been disguised as ordinary laborers or small vendors, quietly slipped away from the group when no one was paying attention. Like ghosts, they silently chased after Zhang Yangqing in the direction he had "fled."

Their eyes gleamed with greed, curiosity, and a strange, calculating light.

Little did they know, their pursuit had already fallen into someone's "calculation".

This was the most ingenious part of Zhang Yangqing's seemingly crazy but actually interconnected plan: luring the snake out of its hole and selecting the target!
In this time of deceit and treachery, the most relaxed people are those on the big screen in China.

I think Zhang Tianshi's performance this time was just average. I guess he has no experience in escaping defeat. I give him nine points.

666? You even commented on it? I think if Zhang Tianshi hadn't held back, that old man would have been beaten to death countless times. The funniest thing is that the old man thought he and Zhang Tianshi were evenly matched.

Was Zhang Tianshi doing this to kill outsiders? But he appeared so powerful, how could those outsiders dare to approach him?

You don't understand, do you? Zhang Tianshi displayed his strength, but also acted as if he had just arrived in this world and knew nothing. So, the outsiders who infiltrated this place must want to use Zhang Tianshi to help them complete some mission, which is why they would take the initiative to contact this dangerous extraterrestrial demon.

As the saying goes, the onlooker sees most of the game, and what the audience said was pretty much right.

There was no way around it; they were too familiar with Zhang Yangqing's tactics, and could even predict what he would do next.

And that's exactly what Zhang Yangqing did.

In the distance, in the desolate hilly area of ​​the Undying Mountain Realm, the fog was thinner than near the dock, but the sky was still gloomy.

Zhang Yangqing, having "fled" here, seemed to be exhausted. He leaned against a moss-covered boulder, panting, his face pale, his breath weak, and there was still blood on his chest.

It even "accidentally" left a few drops of dark golden blood and a shallow, slightly messy energy trace on the ground.

These clues guided the pursuers perfectly. Before long, three figures, like ghosts, emerged silently from behind rocks and withered trees in different directions, forming a fan shape to surround Zhang Yangqing from afar.

They were all dressed in the rough, tattered clothes of dockworkers, their faces smeared with dirt, but their eyes were sharp and their movements agile, clearly not ordinary laborers.

Zhang Yangqing seemed startled, and suddenly looked up with a sharp look in his eyes. The faint purple-gold energy around him suddenly lit up, as if he was ready to fight to the death.

"Senior, please hold your hand!"

The foreman, whose hair was unusually white, quickly raised his hands to indicate that he was harmless and said in a very fast voice, "Senior, please don't misunderstand! We are also outsiders, and we are not the same kind of people as those vicious local hermits at the docks!"

These words seemed to slightly lessen the sharp killing intent in Zhang Yangqing's eyes, but his vigilance remained. He scrutinized the three of them and asked, his voice tinged with doubt, "Then why are you wearing laborers' clothes?"

This is one of the tactics of asking a question you already know the answer to, which makes you appear naive and inexperienced while also guiding the other party to reveal more information.

Upon hearing this, the white-haired laborer's last remaining doubts vanished.

It's 100% certain that this terrifyingly powerful individual has only recently arrived in this world and doesn't even understand the most basic rules of survival!

But even when faced with such a powerful opponent, he dared not be negligent or disrespectful, even if the opponent was injured. He also dared not adopt the superior attitude of a senior giving pointers. Instead, he was even more cautious and humbled.

The white-haired laborer explained respectfully, "Senior, the Undying Mountain Realm, especially in areas with indigenous inhabitants like the docks, has strict rules and a strong tendency to exclude outsiders."

Outsiders like us, lacking strength, would easily be spotted, questioned, or even arrested or killed if we didn't disguise ourselves as natives. We do this simply to conceal our identities and save our lives.

He paused, then offered a perfectly timed compliment, his tone sincere: "Of course, given your extraordinary strength, you are not like us who need to hide our heads and swallow our pride. We witnessed your imposing presence at the dock today, and it was truly astonishing!"

The other two laborers nodded in agreement, their faces showing awe and admiration.

Zhang Yangqing seemed indifferent to this explanation and flattery, only nodding slightly before coughing weakly twice and asking, "What are you all doing here?"

The white-haired laborer hurriedly replied, "We dare not hide it from you, senior. Our lifespans are almost over, and we have no hope of achieving the Great Dao. We had no choice but to risk entering this Undying Mountain Realm in order to find some rare and precious materials and opportunities that could prolong our lives or even slightly improve our cultivation. If we are lucky enough to succeed, we can live a few more years and have more power to protect ourselves."

His words were filled with helplessness and longing, half-truth and half-lie, making them the easiest to believe.

Then, he tentatively asked in a more respectful and cautious tone, "May I ask, senior, with your great abilities, what brings you to the Undying Mountain Realm?"

To avoid angering Zhang Yangqing, he quickly added, "We have absolutely no intention of spying. We just thought that if there is anything we can do to help you, senior, we may be able to lend a hand with errands, scouts, and familiarizing ourselves with the terrain."

This is a tactful way of putting it, expressing the intention to attach oneself to the strong, seek protection or benefits, while also appearing reasonable.

Zhang Yangqing glanced at him, his gaze deep. He seemed to have been thinking for a moment before slowly speaking, his tone calm yet carrying an arrogant air of looking down on the world: "Me? I just want to see if there is anyone stronger than me in this Undying Mountain Realm, and then kill him."

These words, once uttered, exuded an overwhelming aura of dominance! Absolutely domineering! (End of Chapter)