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

Inside the dark reef cave, the sea breeze rushed in like a knife.

Ouyang Feng's tall figure suddenly froze.

The black Toad Style internal energy that had been churning like boiling water on his body surface suddenly shrank back and froze in mid-air, as if it had encountered a swarm of rats, its natural enemy.

The old poison master stared intently at Lin Yuan in the shadows. His pure golden vertical pupils held no killing intent, only the absolute coldness of a superior's gaze.

The mad mind could not decipher this power that transcended dimensions, but the instinct of a beast sent a shiver down the spine of this master of the Five Arts.

Lin Yuan blinked slowly.

The suffocating dark golden light in his eyes receded like the tide, replaced by a layer of the turbidity characteristic of a sickly person.

"The study still has the original scent of the Nine Yin Manual."

Lin Yuan spoke, his voice as calm as if he were discussing the waves of the night.

These ten words precisely severed Ouyang Feng's killing instincts.

The old poisoner's violent rage was instantly swallowed up by a morbid fanaticism.

He abruptly released his fists, letting out a heavy, labored breath.

"The Nine Yin Manual... my Nine Yin Manual! Take Dad with me!"

He stepped forward, his withered hands reaching for Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan simply turned slightly to the side, dodging the grab that was powerful enough to crush a stubborn rock, as if he were a ghost.

"Stay close to me and shut up. If we disturb Guo Jing, the scriptures will be lost." Lin Yuan turned around and walked straight towards the crevice deep in the reef cave that led to the interior of the island.

Yang Guo got up from the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He stared at Lin Yuan's slender back, a deep sense of fear flashing in his eyes.

That look in his eyes just now... it wasn't human.

But he gritted his teeth and followed without a word.

The three of them passed through the crevice and stepped into the peach blossom forest in the dead of night.

The formation activated, and the mist moved among the peach trees as if it were alive.

The Qimen Dunjia system on Peach Blossom Island is arranged according to the Five Elements and the Eight Trigrams. Ordinary people will be trapped and die if they take even half a step inside.

Lin Yuan walked at the front.

Dragon Blood Talent, silently unleashed.

In the retina, the eerie peach orchard was instantly and violently deconstructed.

Those profound and mysterious principles of divination and interaction, under the gaze of his hidden golden eyes, shed all their veils of mystery and transformed into clear, faintly glowing lines of energy flow.

The Gates of Life, Death, and Shock are like disassembled, inferior building blocks, revealing their true intentions without reservation.

Take three steps to the left, then one step back to the right.

Lin Yuan left without a trace of human presence.

He glanced back at it.

The mad master was on high alert, as if facing a formidable enemy, while the stubborn youth was as tense as a bowstring.

But he himself seemed to be walking in his own backyard.

In an instant, an extremely empty chill swept through Lin Yuan's heart.

That is the unique fate and blood sorrow of high-ranking dragons.

He suddenly realized that he was looking down on this low-level martial arts world as if he were an ant.

Huang Rong's prized formation and Guo Jing's unparalleled palm techniques were nothing more than physical laws that could be dismantled and crushed at any time in his eyes.

He was a monster in human form, destined to be different from this group of people.

Composing himself, Lin Yuan stopped in front of a clearing piled with fallen leaves.

In the vision of the Golden Eyes, the underground energy lines were twisted into a dead knot, triggering a series of powerful crossbow bolts.

Lin Yuan quietly walked around him. But Ouyang Feng behind him suddenly twitched his nose, as if attracted by a certain scent in the wind. He turned and stepped straight into the pile of fallen leaves!

The vital energy is leaking out, and the mechanism is about to explode.

Lin Yuan's fingertips twitched slightly, and he was about to forcefully make a move when a very low voice came from his side: "Father, the smell is stronger here."

With a flick of his wrist, Yang Guo sent a pebble flying like a hidden weapon, striking a green bamboo ten paces to his right with a crisp "crack".

Ouyang Feng immediately turned around, drawn by the voice and his son's guidance, abandoned the pile of fallen leaves, and strode towards the green bamboo.

The murderous intent vanished without a trace.

Lin Yuan gave Yang Guo a deep look.

This kid is not only ruthless, but his mind, honed by life-or-death experiences, is also incredibly sharp.

He doesn't need to waste words; he knows exactly how to be a qualified "scalpel wielder."

Passing through the peach grove, the outline of the study to the south blends into the night.

Lin Yuan pushed open the door, and the hinges made only a very slight friction sound.

Moonlight streamed through the window, shattering the blue brick floor.

"Guo'er, take him to a corner in the shadows, and don't let him touch anything."

Lin Yuan gave the order in a low voice.

Yang Guo immediately dragged Ouyang Feng, who was sniffing around, behind the tall bookshelf.

Lin Yuan went straight around to behind Huang Rong's desk.

Given Huang Rong's almost supernatural intelligence, she would never reveal the real thing in the open.

Lin Yuan's slender fingers brushed across the blue brick wall behind the desk, stopping at the very moment the tapping sound changed to a very faint, muffled tone.

found it.

The steel spring lock is firmly engaged deep within the brickwork; any forced breakage would trigger the alarm bells throughout the study.

Lin Yuan pressed his index finger against the brick.

Within his dantian, the dark red "Monarch Flame" internal fire quietly circulated.

There was no dazzling firelight, only the extremely compressed laws of words.

The heat flow cuts into the inside of the locking spring like an invisible blade.

At temperatures high enough to melt dragon scales, ordinary iron has no chance to struggle and instantly turns into molten iron.

A barely perceptible crisp sound.

Lin Yuan pulled out a brick from the wall and took out a sandalwood box. He unlocked it, and inside was not the "Nine Yin Manual," but only a yellowed, tattered sheepskin scroll.

Unfolded by the moonlight, it is densely covered with human meridians and Bagua formations.

This is a semi-finished manuscript!

A glint of light flashed in Lin Yuan's eyes.

He was worried that the power of the dragon blood was too domineering and lacked an "outer garment" that conformed to the rules of this world.

This manuscript is practically the theoretical foundation tailor-made for him to integrate the power of words and martial arts.

Without hesitation, he stuffed the tattered scroll into his pocket.

At that moment, a sudden change occurred.

Suddenly, a chaotic and rapid sound of running came from the bluestone path outside the study.

Immediately following was a light yet extremely imposing set of footsteps.

"Fu'er, why are you rushing to my study in the middle of the night?"

Huang Rong's cold and authoritative question rang out outside the door.

The air in the study seemed to freeze instantly. Lin Yuan stood behind the desk, his gaze as sharp as a knife, fixed on the thin wooden door.

Outside the door, Guo Fu was breathing heavily, her voice filled with a desperate sob and extreme fear, clearly piercing through the paper window.

"Mother! Someone's dead... Yang Guo, he got entangled in the iron net at the bottom of the sea and drowned!"

Dead silence.

A chilling silence fell over the study.

Yang Guo crouched in the shadows behind the bookshelf, biting his lower lip hard until blood seeped through.

He stared at the petite silhouette outside the door, his eyes filled with a chilling mockery.

Ouyang Feng, standing beside him, froze completely.

The old poison master slowly turned his head, glanced at Yang Guo who was squatting alive at his feet, then turned his head again and stared intently at the door.

The mad brain completely shut down at this moment.

My son is right here beside me, so why are people outside saying he drowned?

But his broken nerves only understood the four most fatal words: Yang Guo is dead.

"Whoosh—hiss—"

Ouyang Feng's breathing instantly became heavy and labored. The blood vessels in his eyes suddenly burst open like a spiderweb, instantly engulfing the entire white of his eyes!

The pitch-black Toad Style internal energy expanded wildly on his body, the air in the study was compressed to an extreme degree, the tall rosewood bookshelves creaked under the weight, and the blue bricks under his feet cracked inch by inch!

Lin Yuan's eyes sharpened. The old poison master was about to go berserk.

In this confined space, once the true energy explodes completely, not only will the study be reduced to dust, but Huang Rong, who is at her peak outside the door, will also immediately notice and trap them like turtles in a jar.

Lin Yuan brought his right index and middle fingers together, and the inner fire of the Sovereign Flame was frantically compressed at his fingertips, preparing to forcefully suppress it.

Outside the door, Huang Rong's voice suddenly rose, revealing undisguised shock and chilling killing intent:

"What did you say?! Explain yourself clearly!"

"Da Wu and Xiao Wu put a net over him... The tide came in, and the net got stuck on the rocks and couldn't be pulled up... He's dead!" Guo Fu cried incoherently.

"boom!"

Inside the study, Ouyang Feng let out a muffled roar that sounded like a toad coming from the deepest hell!

The violent true energy surged into the sky like a tangible black storm, instantly blowing dozens of roof tiles off and smashing them into the courtyard with a crisp cracking sound.

"Who dares to kill my son?!" Ouyang Feng roared fiercely to the sky.

Huang Rong's expression changed drastically outside the door. She pulled Guo Fu behind her, her Dog-Beating Stick instantly held horizontally in front of her chest, her Peach Blossom Island internal energy reaching its peak: "There's someone in the study!"

The situation is completely out of control.

But Lin Yuan, standing behind the desk, curled up a smile that was extremely dangerous and extremely crazy.

Since we can't hide it anymore, let's completely turn this stagnant pool upside down!

Lin Yuan grabbed the heavy Duan inkstone on the table with his left hand and smashed it hard against the carved window!

"Bang!" The window shattered, and wood chips flew everywhere.

Immediately afterward, Lin Yuan lowered his voice and, with all his might, roared out a lie that was enough to tear apart the hypocritical mask of Peach Blossom Island:

"Godfather! Guo Jing is outside! He killed Yang Guo!!"

This short sentence, like a red-hot iron bar plunged into a powder keg, became the final straw that broke Ouyang Feng's sanity.

"Guo Jing!! Prepare to die!!!"

Ouyang Feng bent his knees slightly, and his whole body transformed into a black lightning bolt that tore through the darkness. He smashed through the wooden door of the study and rushed straight towards Huang Rong in the courtyard with the earth-shattering power of the Toad Stance!

A strong wind blew in, leaving the house in a mess.

Lin Yuan picked up Yang Guo from the ground and silently retreated into the deepest shadow of the study.

Those golden eyes, hidden in the darkness, coldly watched the carnage outside the door.

The show is about to begin.