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

Five sage-level beings, who are usually elusive and live in seclusion, were all alerted at the same time and appeared together!

In their view, Zhang Yangqing, who had just gained the upper hand, was instantly plunged into an absolute disadvantage!

In a one-on-one or even one-on-two situation, Zhang Yangqing might still have a chance of winning with the unpredictable combat power he just displayed, but there are five of them on the other side!

Moreover, these five saints clearly follow different paths and have unknown methods. Although they may not be of one mind with each other, they may temporarily reach a tacit understanding to join forces to suppress Zhang Yangqing, this "anomaly" and "new saint of the unorthodox path"!

This situation looks like a nine-out-of-ten chance of death, or even a ten-out-of-ten chance of survival!

Their hearts sank to the bottom in an instant, and the glimmer of hope that had just risen was crushed by cruel reality.

The chairman was so anxious that the veins on his forehead throbbed and his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

Zhang Yangqing was his absolute right-hand man, a brother he had been through life and death with and could entrust with his back!

From their first meeting in the world of ghost stories to fighting side by side, Zhang Yangqing always "bullied" and teased him, but he also saved him from danger countless times and gave him guidance at crucial moments, allowing him to break through his own shackles and grow rapidly.

This friendship has long transcended a simple teammate or exploitative relationship.

The chairman has a strong sense of brotherhood and loyalty; how could he abandon his brothers and flee for his life alone? He couldn't do it!
Is he the kind of person who is afraid of death and betrays his promises? Absolutely not!
The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes was also anxious, but more so because she was weighing the pros and cons.

Her feelings towards Zhang Yangqing were complex, a mixture of fear, gratitude, and anticipation for future investments.

Zhang Yangqing's terrifying potential and strength gave her hope that she could truly break free from the shackles of lifespan and even realize her heart's desire.

The benefits of Zhang Yangqing being alive for her future are immeasurable.

If Zhang Yangqing dies here, even if she is lucky enough to obtain the fruit of the Undying Tree and extend her life, how far can she go in a place as dangerous as the Undying Mountain Realm without the protection of a strong person?
What path should we take in the future?
Moreover, the fruit was still in Zhang Yangqing's hands.

For both personal and emotional reasons, and for both public and private reasons, she did not want anything to happen to Zhang Yangqing.

"Brother, what do we do now?" The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes lowered her voice, her tone filled with anxiety and helplessness.

She is now extremely weak; even in her prime, she would only be at the Celestial Realm.

Let alone fighting against a saint, she might not even be a match for Tong Xu, a half-saint at the Great Perfection stage, or even Tong Xu's elite followers.

In a battle of this level, she doesn't even qualify to be cannon fodder. Charging in would be suicide and might even interfere with Zhang Yangqing.

The chairman frowned, his mind racing at an unprecedented pace.

Instead of rushing out to his death in a panic, he forced himself to calm down and recall Zhang Yangqing's style of doing things and teachings all along: use the rules, create advantages, overcome the strong with the weak, and never be intimidated by appearances.

His gaze swept across the battlefield, over the five terrifying saints, over the weakened old ancestor of the hidden clan embedded in the mountain wall in the distance, and finally settled on the four laborers not far away who were paralyzed on the ground, trembling and almost fainting from the pressure of the saints.

These people went to move the "drowned wet goods," and they knew the exact location of Wangchuan Lake!
In a flash, a crazy but potentially feasible plan took shape in the chairman's mind! He suddenly opened his eyes, a decisive glint in them, and quickly said to the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes, "We can't just stand here and watch, we can't offer any direct help, but there are things we can do!"

The chairman spoke rapidly and clearly: "First, we need to find the Lake of Oblivion! According to the rules, outsiders who find the Lake of Oblivion can use a specific method to open an exit from this world! We are outsiders, so we can definitely get out! This is the 'authority' granted to us by the rules!"

He paused, a sharp glint in his eyes: "More importantly, the plane I'm in, the world I came from, has the rule of 'divine punishment'! Any being whose strength exceeds the plane's tolerance limit and forcibly enters or stays will be annihilated by 'divine punishment' at the rule level!"

Divine punishment is part of the supreme rules established by the 'gods' of that world, and its power is boundless! Even a saint might not be able to withstand a single blow from a true 'god'!

It must be said that the chairman's thinking this time was extremely clear. He truly understood and began to use the differences in rules between different dimensions to formulate strategies!
He wasn't thinking about how to fight the sage head-on, but rather how to use the "home field rule" to create a fatal threat to the sage!
To save his brother, his brain potential was fully unleashed!
The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes was also a smart woman. She instantly understood the chairman's meaning, and her eyes lit up: "You mean we open the passage back and bring the battlefield to your world? Use 'divine punishment' to deal with these saints?"

The chairman nodded: "That's right! Unless their cultivation reaches or even surpasses the level of the 'god' who formulated the 'rules of divine punishment,' they will inevitably be obliterated by the rules! No matter how strong a saint is, can he compare to a true 'god'?"

The beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes finally understood that this was indeed a strategy that could potentially turn the tide and even defeat the saint!
Although the risks are huge, it's still better than waiting to die here or rushing in to your death!
The beautiful woman with almond-shaped eyes nodded emphatically, her fighting spirit rekindled: "Understood! Let's act quickly! While everyone's attention is on our eldest brother!"

Without further hesitation, the two took advantage of the moment when the saint's pressure was mainly focused on Zhang Yangqing and the four laborers were terrified and distracted, and the chairman approached quietly like a ghost.

Just as the chairman and the beautiful woman with peach blossom eyes began to act, the standoff continued in the center of the desolate ruins.

The five saints gathered, their divine thoughts intertwined, locking Zhang Yangqing firmly in place. The atmosphere was extremely oppressive, as if the sky and earth would collapse at any moment.

The five saints—Radiant, Nightmare, Mountain Rock, Sick Old Man, and Crow Woman—were about to speak, either to question, to recruit, or to pronounce judgment directly.

In such situations, something always needs to be said to demonstrate one's status, ascertain details, or distribute "spoils of war."

However, before any of them could utter the first syllable...

Standing in the center of the ruins, surrounded by five saints, Zhang Yangqing spoke first: "Are you five planning to attack all at once now? Or do you want to wait for the other saints to arrive and make a table before coming together?"

"I don't mind, I can give you time to consider it."

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent.

The five sages were completely dumbfounded on the spot!
Radiance's starlight-formed face seemed to distort slightly; Nightmare's invisible soul fluctuations became noticeably disordered.

The muscles on Shanpan's bronze-colored face twitched slightly; the old man's worried brows furrowed even more, as if he had seen some incomprehensible and difficult disease.

The old woman's cloudy old eyes widened suddenly, almost startling the crows circling overhead.

Even the hidden clan patriarch, who was desperately healing and suppressing his leg injury on the distant mountain wall, almost choked when he heard these words, and a mouthful of holy blood surged into his throat!
What is this kid saying?!

Five of us are ganging up on you, and you're acting like we're the weak, surrounded ones, like fish on a chopping block waiting to be slaughtered!
The way you're talking makes it sound like you can kill all five of us at any moment, as if you just don't have enough people to fight!
We are saints! The undisputed pinnacle of combat power in the Undying Mountain Realm! Giants ruling over a region! Not some random cat or dog on the street! (End of Chapter)