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

The Golden Wheel Monk leaned against a stone pillar, his chest heaving violently, his eyes filled with terror as he looked at Lin Ye's back.

He lost.

A crushing defeat.

He couldn't understand how there could be such an outrageous person in this world, with such unreasonable martial arts skills.

The disciples behind him, seeing their master cough up blood, were terrified and didn't even have the courage to rush up and help him. They just stood there, frozen, their legs trembling as if they were having a seizure.

The others on the top of Zhongnan Mountain were in no better shape.

If they thought it was sorcery and unbelievable that Lin Ye had crippled Ke Zhen'e with a single finger, then this was a case of magic.

So now, Lin Ye simply flicked his wrist and sent the Golden Wheel Monk flying backward, coughing up blood. This was beyond their comprehension.

That's not martial arts anymore.

That was a... miracle.

Or rather, it's a miracle.

In their eyes, the figure dragging a black giant sword and walking step by step toward the ancient tomb was no different from a god or a demon.

Awe and fear, like countless tiny snakes, burrowed into the very bones of every person, making them tremble from the depths of their souls.

No one dared to move.

No one dared to speak.

The only sound on the summit of Zhongnan Mountain was the "shh...shh..." of the giant sword slicing through the ground.

And the heavy, suppressed breathing of everyone.

Lin Ye ignored the commotion behind him.

He just wanted to go home.

He returned to that quiet place where it was just him and Long'er.

The outside world is too noisy.

Human hearts are so dirty.

He was tired of it.

The entrance to the ancient tomb was just a short distance ahead.

He could even sense that Little Dragon Girl was nearby, quietly waiting for him.

His pace quickened involuntarily.

However, at that moment...

A tall figure, like a wall, suddenly blocked his way.

It's Guo Jing.

He stood there, his chest heaving violently, his eyes bloodshot, staring intently at Lin Ye.

His face no longer held the anger and confusion of before, only a resolute determination bordering on obsession.

"stop."

Guo Jing's voice was hoarse, yet exceptionally firm.

Lin Ye stopped in his tracks.

He looked up at the "hero" blocking his way, and for the first time, his eyes revealed an undisguised... impatience.

"Get out of the way."

His voice was cold, like the cold wind of December.

"I can't let you go." Guo Jing shook his head, each word seeming to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Why?" Lin Ye looked at him as if he were an incomprehensible madman.

"Why?" Guo Jing repeated, his emotions rising again. "You're asking me why?"

He pointed to Ke Zhen'e, who was unconscious not far away, then to Qiu Chuji, whose arms had been crippled and whose fate was still unknown. Finally, he pointed his finger towards Xiangyang at the foot of the mountain.

"You crippled my master, injured my Taoist priest, treat human life like dirt, act solely on your whims, and have absolutely no sense of morality!"

"Your martial arts skills are no longer just martial arts; they are a power capable of overturning the world!"

"How can I let you leave?!"

"I'm letting you go, but who knows where you'll go next? Who will you kill?"

"What if... what if you're persuaded by the Golden Wheel Monk and defect to the Mongols? What will happen to Xiangyang? What will happen to the millions of people of the Song Dynasty?!"

The more Guo Jing spoke, the louder his voice became, and the more excited he became.

He knew he couldn't beat Lin Ye.

He even knew that stepping forward now was no different from committing suicide.

But he couldn't back down.

He is Guo Jing.

He is the revered hero Guo.

The scales of justice in his heart, called "chivalry," prevented him from standing by and watching such a lawless and unrestrained terrifying force swagger away.

This force must be controlled!

They must be guided onto the "right path"!

If not, then it must be... destroyed!

This is the responsibility he must shoulder as a "great hero" for the country and its people!

Huang Rong, who was not far away, saw this scene and was so anxious that her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

"Brother Jing! You've gone mad! Come back!"

She wanted to rush over and pull her husband back.

However, it's too late.

With Guo Jing's words, the martial arts practitioners who had been terrified seemed to have found their backbone and regained their courage.

"Yes! Master Guo is right! We can't let him leave!"

"This fiend must die here today! Otherwise, the consequences will be dire!"

"He even dared to hit the Golden Wheel Monk. What if he gets angry one day and kills us all?"

"He's not human! He's a monster! Monsters should be destroyed!"

The crowd stirred again.

Fear, to some extent, can give rise to a distorted form of courage.

When they realized that Lin Ye's existence had threatened the lives of each and every one of them, the thought that "he must be eliminated" overwhelmed everything.

The six disciples of Quanzhen exchanged glances, then silently stood up and walked behind Guo Jing.

Their gazes toward Lin Ye were filled with complex emotions.

There was regret, there was fear, but more than anything, there was a resolute determination to "exterminate evil and defend the righteous path".

Ma Yu felt bitter.

He knew that the Quanzhen Sect had wronged Lin Ye.

However, this is no longer the time to discuss right and wrong.

The power Lin Ye displayed has transcended the realm of "human".

For the sake of all living beings and to prevent the Quanzhen Sect from being completely destroyed, they had no other choice.

Even the Golden Wheel Monk, who had just been beaten to the point of vomiting blood, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes flashing with an unusual light.

Although he was afraid of Lin Ye, he did not want to see the Central Plains martial arts world have such an invincible existence.

If we can use Guo Jing and these martial arts figures from the Central Plains to kill Lin Ye here, it would be an absolutely great thing for him and for the Great Mongol Empire.

And so, an utterly absurd scene unfolded.

Just moments ago, the forces of good and evil, the heroes of the Central Plains and the Mongol national advisor, were locked in a life-or-death struggle, but now, for the same goal, they have subtly formed a united front.

They surrounded Lin Ye.

It was completely blocked.

Looking at the faces around him, each one radiating an air of righteous indignation, Lin Ye suddenly found it all incredibly laughable.

He looked at Guo Jing, who was blocking the way, and asked:

"So, you mean today, I either die here, or... I have to obey you and defend your Xiangyang City?"

"Yes!" Guo Jing answered decisively, "Your martial arts skills shouldn't be wasted! They should be used to protect our country and safeguard the people!"

"What if I don't agree?" Lin Ye asked again.

Guo Jing's eyes instantly turned cold.

"Then we, even if it costs us all our lives, will never let you leave Zhongnan Mountain even a single step!"

"hehe……"

Lin Ye smiled.

He shook his head, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Defend the country? Protect the people?"

He raised the giant sword in his hand, its black tip pointing at Guo Jing.

I'll say it one last time.

"Get out of the way."

"My patience is limited."

That calm tone concealed a terrifying killing intent capable of changing the very fabric of the world!

Guo Jing felt the biting cold, but he did not back down.

He took a deep breath, and the Nine Yang Divine Skill within his body had been activated to its maximum.

"Dragon Subduing..."

He got into position, ready to unleash his strongest technique.

However, just as a major battle was about to break out.

"Brother Lin!"

A clear and anxious call came from the entrance of the ancient tomb not far away.

Little Dragon Girl ran out from inside.

She saw Lin Ye surrounded by so many people, and her beautiful, otherworldly face was filled with worry.

She ran quickly to Lin Ye's side and grabbed his sleeve.

"Brother Lin, let's go home, okay? Let's ignore them."

Her voice was soft, yet it was like a warm current, instantly calming the rage that was about to erupt in Lin Ye's heart.

Lin Ye turned his head and looked at her.

Seeing her clear, pure eyes, his murderous intent miraculously dissipated by more than half.

Yes.

Why bother arguing with a bunch of lunatics?

Come back home.

Being with Long'er is the most important thing.

He nodded, reached out, and gently took Little Dragon Girl's hand.

"Okay, let's go home."

After saying that, he grabbed Xiaolongnu's hand, didn't even glance at Guo Jing again, turned around, and prepared to bypass them and continue towards the ancient tomb.

However, Guo Jing once again stepped in front of them, blocking their path.

"No!"

His eyes were incredibly stubborn.

"Today, you must give me an explanation! Give the world an explanation!"

Lin Ye's brows finally furrowed completely.

He stopped, turned around, and looked coldly at Guo Jing.

"I gave you a chance."

"It was you who didn't want it."

He released Xiaolongnu's hand and whispered to her:

"Long'er, you go in first and wait for me."

Little Dragon Girl looked at him somewhat uneasily: "Brother Lin..."

"Be good, listen to me." Lin Ye's voice was gentle. "I'll be there soon."

Xiaolongnu hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded. She retreated to the entrance of the ancient tomb, looking back every few steps, but her gaze never left Lin Ye.

They saw Xiaolongnu step back.

Guo Jing's expression grew even more solemn.

He knew that Lin Ye was about to unleash a massacre.

"Everyone!" he roared, "This fiend is stubborn and unyielding, prepare to attack! Let's all charge! Shall we rid the martial world of this scourge!"

"kill--!!"

At his command, the martial arts practitioners around him, who had been on edge for so long, seemed to have found an outlet for their anger and charged towards Lin Ye from all directions!

Blade flashes, sword shadows, fist gusts, palm strikes...

In an instant, Lin Ye was completely engulfed!

The shouts of battle were deafening.

Hundreds of so-called heroes of the martial arts world, like sharks smelling blood, swarmed toward Lin Ye from all directions.

The weapons in their hands gleamed with a chilling light in the sunlight.

The expressions on their faces were filled with the excitement and ferocity of "acting on behalf of Heaven".

In their eyes, no matter how strong Lin Ye was, he was still just one person.

There are several hundred people here, including many renowned masters.

One spit from each person could drown him!

Moreover, there's the great hero Guo Jing in charge, the Six Masters of Quanzhen Sect supporting them, and even the Mongolian National Preceptor, Golden Wheel Monk, watching them with predatory eyes.

Today, this devil has nowhere to escape!

Guo Jing stood at the front of the crowd, but he did not make a move immediately.

He stared intently at Lin Ye, wanting to see if he would change his mind under such dire circumstances.

Deep down, he didn't actually want to kill Lin Ye.

It would be such a pity if someone with such extraordinary martial arts skills died like this.

What he really wanted was to subdue him and make him work for him to defend Xiangyang.

That would be the best place for this martial arts skill.

However, Lin Ye's face remained expressionless in the face of this tidal wave of attacks.

He didn't even look at the people rushing towards him.

His gaze simply and calmly fell on Guo Jing's face.

That look in his eyes seemed to say: Is this your choice?

Then, he moved.

He did not draw his sword.

He simply raised his right hand.

Then, facing the surging crowd and the dazzling swordplay, he gently swung his sword forward.

It's like waving away a speck of dust.

No sound.

There was no light.

There wasn't even a trace of internal energy fluctuation.

But, the next second.

Everyone at the forefront froze in their tracks.

Their faces still held the ferocity and excitement of the previous moment.

Their bodies remained in a forward-charging posture.

But they stopped.

It's like a scene in a movie where the pause button has been pressed.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Followed by.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!..."

A series of rapid, tearing sounds, like cloth being ripped, suddenly rang out.

Without warning, the chests of the dozens of people at the very front exploded into a cloud of blood mist!

Their bodies felt as if they had been struck hard by an invisible giant hammer!

One by one, they were sent flying before they could even let out a scream!

The person was already silent in mid-air.

The corpses, like dumplings being dropped into a pot, crashed and splattered through the crowd behind them, creating chaos.

With a wave of his hand.

It was just a wave of his hand.

Dozens of martial arts heroes died on the spot!

This bizarre and terrifying scene caused those who were about to rush forward to abruptly stop in their tracks.

The excitement on their faces was instantly replaced by endless fear.

"Wha...what happened?"

"What happened?"

"What...what did he do?!"

No one could see it clearly.

Nobody knows.

They only saw Lin Ye wave his hand, and then, those who rushed to the front all died.

Died inexplicably.

He died silently.

This unknown and incomprehensible attack method is more terrifying than any sword or blade!

"Sorcery! It's sorcery again!"

Someone in the crowd let out a terrified scream.

"Retreat! Retreat now!"

The "righteous army" that had just been so imposing instantly collapsed.

They scrambled to back away, afraid they would be the next unlucky soul to die without knowing why.

People were packed together, trampling each other, and the scene was chaotic.

Guo Jing's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints.

He was closest and could see it most clearly.

He saw it.

The instant Lin Ye waved his hand, an invisible yet incredibly solid "qi" emanated from his hand.

That "qi" was neither the force of his palm nor any kind of internal energy projection he knew.

It was a purer, more primal, and more domineering power!

That force completely ignored everyone's protective inner energy and weapon defenses, directly impacting their bodies.

Then, with overwhelming force, they shattered their internal organs and severed their heart vessels.

What kind of kung fu is this?

Guo Jing's mind went completely blank.

He believed his martial arts skills were among the best in the world, but what he was seeing completely overturned his understanding.

This is no longer a matter of strength or weakness.

This is a crushing defeat on a dimensional level!

It's like an adult watching a group of kindergarten children holding plastic toy knives, shouting and threatening to kill you.

ridiculous.

And yet, it's tragic.

Just then, Huang Rong's voice rang in his ears.

"Brother Jing! Stop pressuring him!"

Huang Rong rushed to his side and grabbed his arm tightly, her voice filled with sobs and pleading.

"You see! We're no match for him! If this continues, everyone here will die!"

Her mind was clearer than anyone else's.

She realized that Lin Ye hadn't truly intended to kill her from beginning to end.

He crippled Qiu Chuji and Ke Zhen'e, but only crippled their martial arts skills, sparing their lives.

That wave of his hand just now killed dozens of people, but that was just a warning.

If he really wanted to kill, in that instant, it wouldn't have been dozens of people who died, but hundreds!

This man was constantly restraining himself.

He is giving them a chance.

However, her own husband, this honest and stubborn Jing-gege, is pushing him step by step to the brink of a complete explosion!

"We can't make any more mistakes!" Huang Rong shook Guo Jing forcefully. "What we need to do now isn't fight him! It's beg him! Beg him to save Xiangyang!"

Huang Rong's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over Guo Jing's head.

Looking at the indifferent young man before him, and then at the "martial arts practitioners" around him who were terrified and running away, the heroic spirit of "eliminating evil for the martial arts world" in his heart was finally shattered by the cold reality.

Yes.

We can't beat them.

What can we use to fight?

Are we going to use human lives to pay for this?

But... should I beg him?

Guo Jing's heart was filled with struggle.

Bow down to such a "demon"?

Asking for help from an enemy who crippled his master?

He can't do it!

His pride, his chivalry, and his beliefs wouldn't allow him to do that!

Just as Guo Jing was having an internal struggle with his conscience.

Lin Ye spoke again.

"Now, do you still want me to give you an explanation?"

His voice remained calm.

But to everyone who heard it, those words were filled with endless irony.

No one dared to answer.

Those heroes who had just been clamoring to "eliminate evil and defend the righteous" all lowered their heads at this moment, not even daring to glance at him.

Lin-ye's gaze fell on Guo Jing once again.

"I'm asking you one last time."

"To give way or not to give way?"

Guo Jing's body trembled violently.

An unprecedented and intense struggle was taking place within him.

let?

Releasing a tiger back into the mountains will lead to endless trouble!

Not allowed?

Blood flowed like rivers, and corpses littered the ground!

What should I do?

What should we do?

Seeing his pained expression, Huang Rong felt an overwhelming pang of heartache.

She knew she couldn't let Guo Jing make this decision anymore.

She took a deep breath, suddenly stepped forward, and stood between Guo Jing and Lin Ye.

"Young Master Lin!"

She bowed deeply to Lin Ye.

"Everything before was our fault!"

"We were blind, we couldn't distinguish right from wrong, and we offended you!"

"I, Huang Rong, on behalf of my husband and all the heroes of the world, apologize to you!"

As she spoke, she actually started to kneel down!

"Rong'er!"

Guo Jing was shocked and grabbed her.

"What are you doing! Don't kneel!"

Make his Rong'er kneel before this devil?

This is worse than killing him!

Huang Rong shook off his hand, and tears finally streamed down her face.

"Brother Jing! Wake up! This isn't the time to be stubborn!"

"Two hundred thousand troops are at the gates of Xiangyang! The hundreds of thousands of people inside the city are in imminent danger!"

"Compared to the lives of hundreds of thousands of people, what does our pride matter?!"

She turned her head and looked at Lin Ye again, her eyes filled with pleading and expectation.

"Young Master Lin! I know we are not worthy to ask you for help."

"But the people in the city are innocent!"

"I beg you, I beg you, for their sake, that they are also citizens of the Song Dynasty, please save Xiangyang, please save them!"

"If you agree, from now on, we'll do whatever you ask! My Beggars' Sect, with hundreds of thousands of disciples, will be at your command! My husband, Guo Jing, will also obey your orders!"

"If you can save Xiangyang, you will be our greatest benefactor! You will be the savior of all the people!"

Huang Rong's words were sincere and touching.

She truly deserves to be called the smartest person in the world.

She knew that lecturing Lin Ye was pointless.

Perhaps the only thing that could move him was this supreme glory of "saving the world".

She adopted the lowest possible stance.

She set the bar the highest possible terms.

She was even willing to gamble with the rest of her and Guo Jing's lives.

She believed that no one could refuse such a offer.

He wanted to become the savior of the world, so that even a great hero like Guo Jing would obey him.

What an honor! What an allure!

All eyes were on Lin Ye.

They were all waiting for his answer.

Even Guo Jing, though unwilling, acquiesced to Huang Rong's actions.

Because he knew that this might be the only way.

Lin Ye listened quietly as Huang Rong finished speaking.

His face remained expressionless.

He looked at the woman before him, her face streaked with tears, looking pitiful, but his heart felt only coldness.

Savior?

My great benefactor?

It's ridiculous.

When did he ever say he wanted to be a hero?

He looked at Huang Rong, then at Guo Jing behind her, whose face was filled with humiliation and struggle.

He suddenly spoke up and asked a question that no one expected.

"If I had saved Xiangyang."

"Then, how should we classify the Quanzhen Sect?"

His gaze passed over Guo Jing and his wife and landed on the six Quanzhen disciples not far away.

"They want to kill me too."

"How can we avenge this?"

Lin Ye's question was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake.

Everyone was stunned.

Huang Rong's pleading expression froze on her face.

The humiliation on Guo Jing's face turned into astonishment.

Quanzhen Liuzi's expression changed drastically, and his blood seemed to freeze.

What does he mean by that?

Is he planning to settle scores later?

Huang Rong's mind raced.

She immediately understood what Lin Ye meant.

Lin Ye was telling them that if they wanted his help, they could.

However, you must first show sincerity.

And this sincerity is... the Quanzhen Sect.

Back then, it was the Quanzhen Sect that wanted to kill him.

Today, the Quanzhen Sect members are also joining Guo Jing in attacking him.

This feud has already begun.

Lin Ye couldn't pretend nothing had happened.

Huang Rong's heart sank instantly.

This...this is a dead end.

The Quanzhen School is the orthodox sect of Taoism and a leading force in the martial arts world.

Qiu Chuji and Guo Jing's father were sworn brothers, and Guo Jing's relationship with the Quanzhen Sect has always been close.

Would he really attack the Quanzhen Sect just to persuade Lin Ye to come out of seclusion?

How is that possible?

Isn't this tantamount to forcing Guo Jing to do something unrighteous and immoral?

Guo Jing was indeed furious.

"Lin Ye! Don't go too far!"

He pointed at Lin Ye and shouted sternly, "The Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect may have made mistakes! But they were acting in the name of the righteous path of martial arts, and were momentarily confused! How can you hold this against them and drive them to extermination?!"

In his view, Lin Ye was deliberately making things difficult for him.

He never even considered going to save Xiangyang!

Lin Ye smiled as he looked at his righteous and indignant demeanor.

"For the sake of the righteous path of martial arts? A moment of folly?"

He shook his head, his mockery undisguised.

"Master Guo, do you even believe what you're saying?"