An unexpected encounter with the sleeping Little Dragon Girl leads to the annihilation of the Quanzh

Lin Ye's gaze finally settled on Guo Jing.

Guo Jing.

In his previous life, this name was almost synonymous with "chivalry".

To serve one's country and its people is the mark of a true hero.

Lin Ye also once held him in high esteem.

But now, this hero stands here, standing with those who framed him and wanted him dead.

His eyes, too, were filled with a sense of judgment.

Lin Ye's heart grew colder and colder.

That last vestige of illusion about the so-called "righteous path" of this world was extinguished completely, like embers scattered by the cold wind.

So this is the legendary hero Guo.

A tool person bound by so-called "morality" and "human relationships," who doesn't care about right or wrong, but only recognizes "closeness" and "reputation."

He may be upright, but he is dull-witted.

He may be kind, but he was deceived.

His sense of justice is like a knife handed to him; he'll strike whoever it's pointed at, without ever asking why.

A profound sense of absurdity and disappointment overwhelmed Lin Ye like a tidal wave.

He suddenly felt like laughing.

He was no longer able to explain!

He's explained it three times already!

But is it useful?

These powerful people just want him to shut up!

They can kill and commit arson.

However, everything he says is wrong!

"Master Guo"

Lin Ye spoke.

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a sharp awl, easily piercing through the noisy waves and clearly reaching everyone's ears.

Everyone fell silent for a moment, looking at this "demon" who dared to speak even when facing certain death.

Guo Jing frowned, took a step forward, and said in a booming voice, "Lin Ye! I advise you to surrender immediately and come back to the Quanzhen Sect with me to apologize to Master Qiu and the others. Perhaps then, you can be spared a proper burial."

"To apologize?"

"Hahaha!"

"A bunch of filthy bastards! The Quanzhen Sect has become so corrupt because it's under your leadership!"

"That's enough!"

Qiu Chuji roared again, forcefully breaking the eerie silence, "Lin Ye! Stop spreading your heretical lies and distorting the truth! Your betrayal of the sect is true! Your murder is true! These two facts alone are enough to execute you on the spot! Hero Guo, fellow martial artists! Do not let this demon bewitch your minds! Today, we will act on behalf of Heaven and cleanse this sect!"

He raised his longsword high, pointing it directly at Lin Ye, his voice sharp and menacing.

"Disciples of Quanzhen, heed my command! Form the Big Dipper Formation! Slay this fiend!"

"yes!"

Dozens of Quanzhen disciples responded in unison, their swords flashing as they swiftly changed positions, and a profound array was already in place.

Sword energy intertwined, exuding a chilling killing intent, firmly locking onto Lin Ye and Xiaolongnu.

War is imminent.

Every speck of dust in the air has solidified.

Looking at the formation before him, and at the two solitary figures within it, Guo Jing was torn between his own mind and his inner turmoil.

Reason told him that upholding the Quanzhen Sect and the rules of the martial arts world was what he should do.

Emotionally, Lin Ye's tearful questions had thrown a huge rock into his heart.

Does he really want to be this "righteous" sword?

At this tense moment, the previously silent Little Dragon Girl finally made a move.

She didn't speak, but took half a step forward and stood in front of Lin Ye.

The movement was very small and light.

But with that one move, the entire world's attention was drawn to her.

For the first time, her usually cool and aloof eyes showed a clear emotion.

That was the cold, inviolable majesty of an iceberg.

Her gaze swept over Qiu Chuji, over Guo Jing, and over every person holding a weapon and exuding murderous intent.

Those whose gaze swept over her felt a chill rise from the bottom of their hearts, as if they had instantly fallen into an icy abyss in the dead of winter.

That wasn't oppression caused by internal force, but rather a pure, soul-deep indifference and warning.

Watching a group of...

Inanimate objects.

She slowly raised her right hand, her slender fingers joined together, and a string of golden bells was tied to her fair wrist.

As she moved, Jinling made no sound, but an invisible, extremely sharp sword intent had already spread out.

She did not draw her sword.

But everyone felt that the sharpest sword in the world was already pressed against their throats.

Xiaolongnu's stance couldn't be clearer.

She will not back down.

She wanted to protect the person behind her.

Anyone who wants to touch him will have to step over my dead body first.

As Lin Ye felt the slender yet resolute figure in front of her, and the coolness and strength emanating from their clasped hands, her heart, chilled by disappointment, was instantly enveloped in warmth.

He smiled.

Who cares about prestigious sects, who cares about chivalry, who cares about heroes and chivalrous figures?

enough.

With her, that's enough.

Lin Ye turned around and gently pulled Xiaolongnu back behind him, standing shoulder to shoulder with her again.

He held her hand and tightened his grip.

Facing the overwhelming killing intent and the hundreds of gazes filled with hatred, greed, or confusion, he spoke clearly, each word echoing through the valley.

"It seems that reasoning with them won't work."

"Since you've decided I'm a demon, then today, I, the demon..."

A sinister, arrogant smile played on his lips, and his eyes burned with an insatiable arrogance and fighting spirit.

"...I'll show you what a true demon really is!"

The moment the words left his mouth, Lin Ye moved.

He didn't have any earth-shattering movements or unpredictable evasions; he simply took a step forward.

With this one step, the interwoven sword energy of the Big Dipper Formation collided with an invisible ancient divine mountain, emitting a series of humming sounds as if it could not bear the weight.

Dozens of Quanzhen disciples felt a tightness in their chests, and their grip on their longswords became unsteady.

The wind in the valley stopped.

Lin Ye released Xiaolongnu's hand gently, as if to soothe a frightened white bird.

He whispered something in her ear, and Xiaolongnu nodded slightly, took two steps back, and her clear, cold eyes were now completely fixed on Lin Ye's broad back, with no one else in sight.

Then, the whole world, in everyone's eyes, slowed down.

Lin Ye slightly bent his left leg, bent his right arm inward, and drew an ancient and mysterious arc with his right palm, slowly pushing it outward.

An extremely simple action.

Almost none of the martial arts practitioners present could discern any subtle changes in the movements.

However, this very action struck someone like a thunderbolt.

Guo Jing.

His mind went blank.

Those honest and upright eyes were now wide open like copper bells, with blood vessels spreading wildly in the whites of their eyes.

His lips moved silently, and his body trembled slightly uncontrollably, not from fear, but from the enormous shockwave that overturned his lifelong understanding of martial arts, which was shattering his mental defenses.

This……

This is……

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

This starting stance...

The dragon that soars too high will regret it!