Martial Arts, the Fairy's Cultivation

After Lin Dong led the corpse away, the terrifying aura that had enveloped the world gradually dissipated, and the tense minds of everyone in the secret realm finally relaxed.

Amid the chaos, the forces of various factions were scattered, but under the leadership of the younger generation of leaders, they all gathered together.

On a hilltop somewhere, Wang Yan's face was ashen.

"Are you the only ones left? Where are the rest?"

At this moment, only a few disciples of the Wang clan had escaped unharmed, and they appeared extremely disheveled in the chaos. Upon seeing Wang Yan, their faces showed expressions of relief at having survived a calamity.

"Wang Pan... and Wang Chong, they... are all dead." A member of the Wang clan spoke tremblingly. When the corpses revived earlier, Wang Pan and the others happened to be at the center of the outbreak. People in the distance saw that the entire group perished.

Wang Yan's eyes were terrifyingly gloomy. Although this incident was grand in scale, the actual losses of all parties were not great. Only the Wang clan suffered heavy casualties. So many elite disciples were lost in the secret realm and returned like stray dogs. Wang Yan also lost face.

"Ugh! What bad luck!"

In his anger, a wisp of Wang Yan's aura cracked the rocks beneath his feet, but since this was a natural disaster or man-made calamity, he had no way to vent his anger and could only put it aside for the time being.

"Um?"

Just then, Wang Yan's eyes suddenly lit up as he saw a young figure slowly walking towards him at the foot of the distant mountain.

Wang Yan narrowed his eyes. If he wasn't mistaken, this person should be the arrogant brat that Wang Pan had mentioned. However, wasn't he being targeted by that guardian just now? How could he still be alive and kicking?

"Kid, are you a human or a ghost...?"

Wang Yan murmured to himself, but quickly put aside the apprehension that had come from nowhere. No matter how strange a Yuan Dan realm fellow was, it was impossible for him to escape from the pursuit of a Nirvana realm cultivator. The reason that person was unharmed was probably because the guardian himself had made a mistake, which allowed Wang Yan to take advantage of the situation.

Thinking of this, Wang Yan blocked Lin Dong's path, his gaze towards the latter revealing a strange look.

"You're a lucky kid, surviving all that. But it seems your luck has run out since you ran into me."

Looking at the malevolent golden-robed figure blocking his way, Lin Dong raised an eyebrow. "Sorry, I don't remember quite. Who are you?"

"Looking for trouble?"

Lin Dong stopped and glanced at Wang Yan, causing a cold glint to flash in the latter's eyes.

"As far as I know, Wang Pan and the others should have been near you at the time of the incident. Don't you know how they died?"

"Oh, so you were talking about those blind fools..."

Lin Dong looked enlightened, then shrugged slightly and said in a nonchalant tone, "Things happened too suddenly back then. I can guarantee that they died very quickly and didn't feel any pain at all. If you want to thank me, you'd better not."

Wang Yan's lips twitched. Did that kid think he could get away with it by pretending to be stupid? The Wang clan doesn't need to talk about reason when it comes to doing things!

"Sharp-tongued! The Wang clan members cannot have died in vain. Today you must give me an explanation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Dong's eyes turned cold: "Confess? The Wang clan members have courted their own death, are you going to blame others for it?"

Wang Yan, oblivious to the dangerous shift in Lin Dong's gaze, remained arrogant and condescending, saying:

"In this world, you need connections. The problem is that no one in this secret realm can stand up for you. However, I, Wang Yan, am magnanimous. As long as you hand over the opportunity you obtained from the guardian, the Wang clan will forgive and forget."

Wang Yan's gaze towards Lin Dong held a deeper meaning. Regardless of the reason, the guardian ultimately disappeared after chasing down the person in front of him. Perhaps that kid was lucky enough to obtain some opportunities from the former, or even... an ancient inheritance.

An opportunity at least at the Nirvana Realm level is enough to tempt Wang Yan. He would rather kill the innocent than let the guilty go free. This has always been the way the Wang clan operates. Few people in the Great Yan Dynasty dare to disobey them. Presumably, even if that kid has some background, he is nothing in front of the Wang clan. Hopefully, he is a pragmatic person.

However, Lin Dong's reaction caused Wang Yan's expression to suddenly darken.

"Let bygones be bygones? You dare to say that! The Wang clan is truly a bunch of clueless idiots!"

"You disgrace the Wang clan, you little bastard, you will pay the price for your reckless words."

Wang Yan's gaze was icy. He stomped his foot on the ground, and his figure transformed into a dazzling golden light, swooping down from the mountaintop. The powerful Yuan energy of the Great Perfection of the Creation Realm burst forth from his body. Wang Yan instantly rushed in front of Lin Dong and slammed a palm towards the latter's face.

Lin Dong remained expressionless and met Wang Yan's attack with a simple, unadorned palm strike.

Deng Deng Deng!

As their palms met, a powerful wave of energy instantly spread out. Lin Dong's body remained completely still, while Wang Yan staggered back dozens of steps.

"What kind of monster are you?"

Wang Yan's arms were trembling slightly as he looked at Lin Dong again. His gaze changed instantly. That palm strike was not something a Yuan Dan realm cultivator could withstand, yet the kid opposite him had easily taken it with his bare body, leaving him unprepared and suffering a considerable loss.

With such a powerful physique, could that person be a demonic beast?

Lin Dong didn't give Wang Yan a chance to catch his breath. His figure shot out instantly, and his incomparably powerful force blasted through the air. He then mercilessly punched Wang Yan.

Wang Yan's pupils suddenly contracted as he channeled his Yuan Power to defend his chest, but Lin Dong's punch shattered his defense, sending him flying once again.

bang——

The golden-robed figure crashed into the ground, carving a furrow in the middle of the mountain. Wang Yan scrambled to his feet, his robes torn and his face covered in dust.

"Scraps..."

Before Wang Yan could speak, the figure swept over again, and the powerful wind rushed in front of him, making Wang Yan feel a chill on his skin. He dared not be careless and quickly covered his whole body with his Yuan energy to resist the oncoming storm.

Bang bang bang!

It was almost a one-sided beating. At close range, Wang Yan had no chance to fight back and could only barely parry with his profound Yuan Power. However, Lin Dong's fists kept leaving bruises on his body.

"Brother Wang Yan!"

Several members of the Wang clan in the distance stared blankly at the golden-robed figure who had almost become a punching bag. Wang Yan was a genius who had reached the Great Perfection of the Creation Realm, not a weakling with superficial combat power. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed that he would show such a defeated state when fighting against a Great Perfection Yuan Dan Realm cultivator.

This is no docile sheep, it's a ferocious tiger ready to devour its prey, a dragon that has crossed the river!