One person: Senior brother Zhang Zhiwei, the Celestial Master begged me to descend the mountain.

The sea of ​​clouds churned, and golden light pierced the sky.

The enormous golden cloud boat, like a moving palace in the sky, with a suffocating sense of oppression, ruthlessly smashed through the clouds and hovered above a deep mountain in Sichuan.

Below is the old campus of the Tang Clan, a family of assassins with a history spanning thousands of years.

"arrive."

Zhang Taichu stood at the bow of the boat, the wind whipping his Taoist robes. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the ancient buildings built against the mountain below, his gaze as indifferent as if he were looking at the nest of ants.

Almost the instant the cloud boat stopped.

Ugh—!

The piercing alarm sounded instantly throughout the valley, startling countless birds into flight.

The peaceful scene in the mountains and forests below suddenly changed drastically.

Dozens of eerie green smoke columns shot into the sky from every corner without warning. These smoke columns were not ordinary smoke, but rather the highly toxic miasma accumulated by the Tang Clan over countless years.

They rapidly spread and intertwined in the air, forming a huge green hemispherical barrier in the blink of an eye, completely enclosing the entire Tangmen campus and blocking the way for the cloud boat to land.

Zzzra—Zzzra—

A sickening corrosive sound filled the air.

The green miasma was clearly extremely poisonous. Even the trees around it that came into contact with the poisonous gas had their leaves turn yellow and black at a visible speed, eventually turning to ashes.

"Holy crap! This...this is like releasing all the poison gas they've been holding back?!"

Standing behind Zhang Taichu, Zhang Chulan's expression changed instantly as he looked down at the churning green sea of ​​poison.

Even through the golden barrier of the cloud boat, he could feel the nauseating, sweet-smelling stench:

"Master Uncle! Something's not right with this stuff! If we take a single puff, we'll probably be done for right here!"

Wang Ye gripped the thermos in his hand tighter, his brow furrowed.

"The Tang Clan's protective mountain formation... It seems they really don't welcome us."

"This is clearly telling us that if we dare to go down, we're going to die."

At this moment, on the Tang Clan's training ground below.

Zhang Wang, the current acting leader of the Tang Clan, stood proudly on the high platform.

He looked at the golden cloud boat in the sky, his eyes filled with anger and fear.

"Hmph! Utterly arrogant!"

Zhang Wang snorted coldly and shouted sharply at the hundreds of Tang Clan elites behind him:

"All disciples, listen to my command! The mountain-protecting poison array is activated. Whether it's a god or a demon coming from above, anyone who dares to force their way through will be reduced to a puddle of pus!"

"yes!!!"

Hundreds of Tang Clan disciples roared in unison, their voices shaking the heavens.

Their concealed weapons were all cocked, and their eyes were fixed on the sky, filled with murderous intent.

however.

Facing the poisonous array below, powerful enough to corrode metal, and hundreds of murderous assassins.

Zhang Taichu's face remained completely expressionless.

"welcome?"

He heard Wang Ye's words, and a contemptuous smile curled at the corner of his lips:

"I didn't come here to be welcomed."

As he spoke, he slowly stepped forward and stood at the bow of the ship, which seemed to be made of pure gold.

Facing the churning, howling poisonous clouds stretching for miles below.

Zhang Taichu did not use any earth-shattering magic or summon any magical treasures.

He simply raised his head slightly, his chest and abdomen suddenly bulged, and a captivating light suddenly shone in his originally deep eyes.

Suck--

With that inhale, the surrounding air seemed to be drawn in, rushing wildly into his mouth and nose.

Followed by.

call--!!!!

He exhaled sharply.

The moment that breath was exhaled, it was as if a thunderclap resounded throughout the world.

A visible white shockwave, like a raging white dragon, roared down from the sky with terrifying, destructive power!

This is the manifestation of cultivating the primordial Qi to its ultimate state—exhaling Qi into a powerful force!

Rumbling--

The white gale and the green poisonous miasma collided violently.

There was no stalemate, and no suspense whatsoever.

The protective poison array that the Tang Clan was so proud of, which was said to be impenetrable even to flies, was as fragile as a sheet of paper in the face of this extremely pure gale.

Tear!

The sky, filled with green poisonous clouds, was instantly torn open with a huge gash.

A fierce wind swept through, and poisonous gas billowed out!

The poisonous miasma that was originally used to defend against enemies was now blown back into the mountains and forests by this strong wind.

slam-la-

The towering trees in the forest below were blown about by the terrifying wind pressure, with countless branches breaking and making crackling sounds.

"This...how is this possible?!"

Zhang Wang, who was standing below, froze on his face the moment he had been smug.

He watched helplessly as his family's prized poison array was blown away in a single breath... just a single breath!

The poisonous clouds that had covered the sky disappeared.

The blinding sunlight shone again on the Tang Clan's training ground, making all the Tang Clan disciples unable to open their eyes.

The Tang Clan members, who had just been shouting battle cries, were now gaping in astonishment, their hidden weapons nearly falling to the ground.

Could one breath disperse the mountain-protecting formation?

Is this guy even human?!

However, the nightmare had only just begun.

"Since you won't open the door."

In the sky, Zhang Taichu's voice, accompanied by rolling thunder, clearly reached everyone's ears:

"Then this humble Taoist priest will help you dismantle this door..."

Before he could finish speaking...

The enormous golden cloud boat not only did not slow down, but instead burst forth with even more dazzling golden light.

hum-

The cloud boat descended from the sky with the force of Mount Tai pressing down, heading straight for the huge stone archway of the Tang Clan, which symbolized a century of heritage and was engraved with the two characters "Tang Clan"...

It slammed down hard!

"Oh no!! Get out of the way!!!"

Zhang Wang's eyes were bloodshot as he roared and retreated violently.

Boom!

A deafening roar shook the entire valley violently.

The earth cracked open, and rocks flew everywhere.

The Tang Clan archway, which had stood for a century, along with the surrounding wall that stretched for dozens of meters, was instantly reduced to dust by the impact of the enormous cloud boat.

The violent shockwave, mixed with dust, spread wildly in all directions, sending dozens of Tang Clan disciples who were nearby flying.

Smoke and dust billowed, obscuring the view.

The entire Tang Clan training ground fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone stared in horror at the ruins.

This is more than just smashing a door.

This is simply throwing the Tang Clan's face on the ground and then stomping on it!

Da, da, da.

A series of unhurried footsteps echoed from the billowing dust.

Every footstep felt like it was pounding on everyone's hearts.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated.

The enormous golden cloud boat is slowly dissipating, turning into specks of golden light and returning to the world.

And on those ruins.

Zhang Taichu's Taoist robe was spotless, his hands still behind his back, his expression as calm as if he had just visited his neighbor.

Behind him stood Zhang Chulan, Feng Baobao, Wang Ye, Zhuge Qing, and others in a row.

Although Zhang Chulan and Wang Ye looked somewhat unnatural, clearly startled by the violent landing, they still exuded an air of authority as they stood behind Zhang Taichu.

brush brush --

Hundreds of Tang Clan disciples reacted and instantly surrounded them.

Countless gleaming concealed weapons and countless pairs of eyes filled with murderous intent and fear were locked onto the few people on the ruins.

but.

One person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person.

Not a single person dared to take a step forward.

Zhang Taichu simply stood there, without even releasing any murderous intent.

But the terrifying residual power emanating from him, from the breath he had just used to disperse the poison array and smash a ship through the mountain gate, was like an invisible mountain, pressing down on everyone and making it hard for them to breathe.

That instinctive fear made their legs tremble slightly.

"Zhang...Zhang Taichu!!!"

A roar filled with humiliation and rage broke the deadlock.

Zhang Wang pushed aside the disciple blocking his way and strode out.

He stared at the rubble and the broken archway, trembling with rage, his old face turning a deep purplish-red.

"You...you destroyed my sect and shattered my grand formation..."

"What exactly do you want?!"

"Is this how Longhu Mountain behaves?! Are you declaring war on my Tang Clan?!"

Facing Zhang Wang's almost fiery gaze.

Zhang Taichu merely glanced at him indifferently, then reached out and flicked non-existent dust off his sleeve.

"Declare war?"

Zhang Taichu chuckled, his tone lazy yet domineering:

"If war had been declared, there wouldn't be any living people left here now."

He raised his eyelids, his unfathomable eyes staring directly at Zhang Wang, his voice suddenly turning cold:

"I have only two things to discuss with you today."

"First, let's see if the legendary Tang Clan is really that tough."

At this point, he glanced around at the terrified Tang Clan disciples, shook his head, and made no attempt to hide his disappointment:

"Now it seems, it's nothing special."

"You!!!" Zhang Wang was so angry he almost spat out blood.

"second."

Zhang Taichu ignored his anger. He leaned forward slightly, and an oppressive aura instantly enveloped the entire room.

"I'm here to pick someone up."

"Hand over that rat that's been hiding for decades."

"otherwise……"

Zhang Taichu lifted his foot and gently stepped on the gravel-strewn ground.

Click!

A huge crack spread rapidly from beneath his feet, reaching right up to Zhang Wang's feet.

"What's shattered today isn't just a memorial archway."