The Return of the Condor Heroes: Starting with a Suicide Note and Conquering All Realms

The torrential rain was abruptly cut off by some powerful force that transcends the rules.

Millions of raindrops hung suspended in mid-air, each one reflecting the dark golden light that tore through the night.

Gungnir got rid of it.

The moment the divine spear left Odin's palm, the law of causality had already written its ending.

The shot will hit its mark.

It disregarded the laws of space and physics, carving a dazzling golden crack in the rain, as if the asphalt road below had been sliced ​​open by an invisible giant blade, the steel bars snapped, pointing directly at the passenger seat of the Maybach!

In the driver's seat, Chu Tianjiao's eyes were bloodshot. He lunged towards the back seat, his fingertips barely touching Chu Zihang's shoulder before being frozen by the chilling aura of death. He knew that his weakened body was no match for this attack.

"Zihang——"

A hoarse roar stuck in his throat.

At the same second, a black and red pillar of fire shot up from the thick fog beside the overpass!

"You old bastard—charge!"

Lin Yuan's roar shattered the deathly silence.

Without the slightest hesitation, he squeezed out the last bit of Toad Style True Qi in his body, pushed Jun Yan to its limit, and like a raging lion bathed in fire, he fiercely crashed into the golden trajectory that represented absolute death from the side!

This is a high-stakes gamble where you have to face death to survive.

His soul returned to itself, and this otherworldly body, destined to be abandoned, was his last chip on the gambling table!

He used his body as a shield, forcibly wedging himself between the sharpshooter and the Maybach.

The raging dragon blood boiled within his body, tearing his meridians apart, and scalding tears of blood streamed down his face.

Lin Yuan's body was rapidly disintegrating, but a wildly insane smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

The ruling is in effect!

Lin Yuan's released Monarch Flame threat level instantly overwhelmed the Maybach. Gungnir's spear tip abruptly turned thirty degrees in mid-air, locking onto Lin Yuan!

"Now!"

Facing the spear's edge, Lin Yuan stomped his right foot heavily on the asphalt road!

The last wisp of Sovereign Flame followed the path of the Toad Technique, transforming into an invisible drill that precisely struck the load-bearing pillar that he had already cracked.

"Crack—Boom!"

The two main steel bars snapped simultaneously, and the viaduct collapsed with Lin Yuan at its center, forming a steep landslide of 30 degrees.

The Maybach instantly lost resistance, its engine roaring wildly as it plunged down the broken bridge, crashing headfirst into the translucent ripples of the Nibelungen Barrier ahead.

In the last second before breaking through the barrier, Chu Zihang clung desperately to the broken back window.

The wind filled the carriage, and he buried his face in his knees, clenching his fists tightly.

Even as blood dripped from between his fingers, he didn't let out a single sob.

Those clear eyes were deeply imprinted with the image of a figure with outstretched arms blocking the gods amidst the raging black flames.

Gungnir has arrived.

The long spear, as sharp as a withered branch, pierced through Lin Yuan's chest without any doubt, pinning him firmly to a broken piece of steel.

Grade A dragon blood gushed from the blood hole, burning into golden-red smoke in the black flames.

Heart stopped beating, lungs shattered, consciousness receded like the tide.

A cold, mechanical sound resonated deep within the soul:

[Mission Status: Chu Tianjiao, survived. Chu Zihang, survived.]

[Task complete.]

[Settlement Rewards: A-grade Dragon Bloodline has been etched into the Soul's essence; Word of Power: Monarch's Flame has been etched into the Soul's essence. Additional Reward: Golden Eyes possess analytical abilities.]

[Countdown to interdimensional repatriation: 3...2...]

Lin Yuan lowered his head with difficulty, looking at the spear shaft that had pierced his chest, then raised his gaze to the deity riding an eight-legged steed a hundred meters away.

Odin did not chase after Maybach, but simply watched the dead ant in silence.

"You killed him..."

Lin Yuan tore open his blood-stained lips and grinned silently. "It's just a piece of clothing."

【1. 】

Darkness instantly engulfed everything.

……

The damp, fishy smell mixed with the chill of the river wind filled my nostrils.

The river surface in Jiaxing during the Southern Song Dynasty.

Lin Yuan, who was curled up on the deck vomiting purplish-black blood just a second ago because his meridians were broken, suddenly arched his body!

He greedily inhaled the first breath of cold air, his fingers gripping the rough wooden planks tightly, cold sweat still clinging to his fingernails.

His chest was intact, without any penetrating wounds. His soul was a perfect match for this body that had emerged from a dilapidated kiln in the Southern Song Dynasty.

But inside his body, a cataclysmic tsunami is unfolding!

The immense power of the alternate dimension and the true energy of the low-level martial world were reconstructed in an unbelievable way at this moment.

Grade A dragon blood transformed into scalding dark gold magma, sweeping over the twelve meridians with overwhelming force.

Those originally blocked acupoints were violently opened up, and the insidious and domineering Toad Style internal energy was tamed and compressed like a subject in the face of this bloodline that was superior to ordinary people.

His meridian walls were forcibly widened by a factor of two, and coated with an indestructible dark golden luster.

"laugh!"

With a heavy sigh, a terrifying heat wave that distorted the surrounding air suddenly dissipated from Lin Yuan's body!

The wooden bulkhead just two steps away was crackling and popping.

Inside the cabin, Guo Jing, who was about to go forward to check Lin Yuan's body, suddenly stopped in his tracks. His burly body was as if facing a formidable enemy, and his Dragon Subduing True Qi surged wildly in his palm as he desperately protected his wife behind him.

Huang Rong, who was always shrewd and unfazed even in the face of imminent disaster, froze on the spot. Her Peach Blossom Island internal energy, which she was so proud of, trembled instinctively in the face of this inhuman aura.

With a "click".

The emerald green dog-beating stick, symbolizing the supreme power of the Beggars' Sect, slipped uncontrollably from her trembling fingertips and crashed onto the deck.

In the dark corner, Lin Yuan slowly opened his eyes.

A pair of golden eyes with dark gold vertical stripes, like two lit lamps of the underworld, suddenly lit up in the night of the Southern Song Dynasty.