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

"Is your neck clean?"

The sound wasn't loud, but it was clearly carried by true energy, passing through the wind and snow, and reaching Yuwen Huaji's ears.

Yuwen Huaji's face darkened.

Yuwen Huaji was the son of the Prime Minister of the Sui Dynasty and a core figure of the Yuwen clan.

He dominated the court and the country for decades, and even the current emperor had to rely on him to some extent.

Now, a boy in a tattered Taoist robe is publicly asking me if I've washed my neck clean.

"A pretentious scoundrel."

Yuwen Huaji smirked coldly. He didn't bother to investigate Lin Yuan's background.

The limited understanding of the Tang Dynasty's martial arts system restricted Yuwen Huaji's vision.

In his view, this was nothing more than a madman with decent light-footed skills, using gunpowder to perform tricks.

"I'll kill them first, then I'll skin you alive and pull out your tendons."

Yuwen Huaji suddenly raised both hands.

The full power of the Ice Profound Force was unleashed without reservation.

The temperature at Luoyanpo dropped below freezing.

The snowflakes falling in mid-air were drawn by a tremendous suction force and gathered in Yuwen Huaji's palm.

In the blink of an eye, a three-zhang-long ice dragon took shape in mid-air.

The dragon's scales were clearly visible, radiating a chilling aura.

"roar."

The ice dragon let out a piercing roar and charged straight at Kou Zhong and his companions with immense pressure.

Yuwen Huaji wanted to crush these three into ice shards in front of Lin Yuan, completely shattering their psychological defenses.

Fu Junzhuo's face turned pale.

She tried to draw her sword, but found that the moisture in the air had condensed, and the sword was frozen in its scabbard.

No matter how exquisite one's swordsmanship is, under the overwhelming force, there's not even a chance to make a move.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were so overwhelmed by the cold air that they knelt on the ground, their lungs aching from the cold air they inhaled.

Dead end.

Just as the ice dragon's claws were about to tear apart the tops of the three people's heads.

"boom."

On the right side of Luoyan Slope, at the edge of the withered forest, a crater three zhang in diameter was blasted open in the ground.

Lin Yuan made a move.

Lin Yuan relied solely on the physical strength enhanced by the dragon blood, and his legs slammed into the ground.

He leaped into the air and charged into the center of the battle formation at an incredible speed.

"Bang."

The shockwave spread outward in a ring from the point where Lin Yuan landed.

The snow instantly vaporized. The earth trembled violently.

The hundreds of heavily armored elite soldiers at the front were thrown back by the shockwave, shields and all, flying several meters away, their screams echoing through the air.

Ten miles away, on the city wall of Jiangdu, several weathered blue bricks cracked inch by inch in the aftershock.

Lin Yuan landed steadily in front of Shuanglong and Fu Junzhuo.

The gray robe rustled in the wind.

Lin Yuan slowly raised his head.

The pure gold vertical pupils in his eyes lit up.

A three-zhang-long frost dragon had already pounced on his face.

Lin Yuan neither dodged nor evaded.

He raised his right hand, fingers spread, and grabbed directly at the ice dragon's head.

"You're courting death. How can the physical body withstand the Ice Profound Force?"

Yuwen Huaji's lips curled up.

The next moment, Yuwen Huaji's smile froze.

Lin Yuan's five fingers precisely gripped the ice dragon's jaw.

There was no freezing of true energy, nor any sound of flesh being torn apart.

The dark golden liquid internal energy within Lin Yuan's dantian boiled. He unleashed the full power of his Word Spirit Lord Flame.

High pressure and temperatures of over a thousand degrees Celsius were instantly injected into the ice dragon's body through Lin Yuan's palm.

"laugh……"

The ear-piercing sound of vaporization echoed across the snow-covered plain.

The extraordinary feats that the Tang Dynasty was so proud of were utterly ineffective against the transdimensional power of the dragon race's incantations.

The three-zhang-long (approximately 10 meters) long ice dragon couldn't even last a moment; from head to tail, it was instantly vaporized into a sky full of scalding white mist.

A thick white fog enveloped everyone's vision.

Yuwen Huaji felt his blood surging in his chest, and the backlash from the forced breaking of his Ice Profound Strength made him feel a sweet taste in his throat.

Yuwen Huaji's eyes widened.

What kind of power is that?

That was real fire.

"Protect the commander!" the lieutenant roared.

late.

The white mist was forcibly torn apart by a strong gust of wind.

Lin Yuan quickly approached.

The Nine Yin Manual gathers the true energy. The Complete Perfection Foundation provides sustained power.

Dragon Blood Muscles push power to its peak.

Lin Yuan didn't use any fancy moves; he simply opened his right arm and threw a straight punch.

The fist scraped against the air, producing a sharp popping sound.

Driven by his survival instinct, Yuwen Huaji squeezed his dantian, instantly condensing three layers of ice-purple protective qi, each half a foot thick, in front of him.

This was the most solid defense he had ever deployed in his life.

"Crack." The first layer of protective energy shattered.

"Crack." The second layer of protective energy also shattered.

"Bang."

The third layer of protective energy exploded under Lin Yuan's fist. Ice shards flew everywhere, tearing Yuwen Huaji's magnificent brocade robe.

Lin Yuan's fist continued its momentum, landing solidly on Yuwen Huaji's chest.

"Crack." A crisp sound of a sternum breaking rang out.

Yuwen Huaji spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, and flew backward.

"boom."

Yuwen Huaji crashed heavily onto the chariot behind him. The steel-built chariot disintegrated instantly, sending wood chips and metal fragments flying everywhere.

Yuwen Huaji fell onto the muddy snow and hadn't even had time to struggle to his feet.

A foot wearing a cloth shoe had already stepped heavily on his face.

Lin Yuan looked down at Yuwen Huaji from his high vantage point.

Apply slight pressure with the soles of your feet.

Yuwen Huaji's head was stomped directly into a mud pit mixed with ice shards, and the humiliation and pain made him groan.

The entire room fell silent.

The wind stopped.

The snow stopped in mid-air.

Three thousand elite soldiers of the Xiaoguo Army stood frozen in place. Their swords and spears trembled uncontrollably in their hands.

This was the son of the prime minister of the Sui Dynasty, and the arrogant head of the Yuwen clan.

At this moment, they are being trampled underfoot.

Lin Yuan ignored the stares of those around him.

He bent down slightly and pulled the Longevity Manual from Yuwen Huaji's scattered clothes.

Lin Yuan casually patted the mud off the book cover and tucked it into his pocket.

Then, Lin Yuan exerted force with his feet again, causing Yuwen Huaji's cervical spine to creak.

"The Ice Profound Force is nothing special."

Lin Yuan's voice was calm, yet it clearly carried throughout the entire hall: "Go back and tell Yang Guang."

"I have no interest in his empire. But I have my eye on the extremely cold and extremely yang rare treasures in the Sui Dynasty's treasury."

A golden glint flashed in Lin Yuan's eyes, and his tone carried an undeniable air of authority.

"Three days. Deliver the goods to the abandoned Taoist temple south of Yangzhou. If one plant is missing, I will personally go to the Jiangdu Imperial Palace and pluck its head."

Lin Yuan needs a massive amount of energy to nourish the fragments of the Demon-Suppressing Sword within his dantian.

The Sui Dynasty's treasury was just able to provide these.

After saying that, Lin Yuan moved his foot away.

Yuwen Huaji lay sprawled on the ground, panting heavily, not daring to utter a single harsh word.

Yuwen Huaji knew that if he dared to utter a single extra word, that foot would crush his skull.

"Get lost," Lin Yuan uttered a single word.

The lieutenant scrambled forward, and together with several guards, carried Yuwen Huaji as they fled towards Jiangdu. Three thousand armored soldiers also abandoned their weapons and fled.

Luoyanpo has returned to its deathly silence.

All that remained was a mess and mud that had melted in the heat and then refreezed.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling helped each other to their feet, their legs still trembling as they looked at Lin Yuan's back.

That's ruthless. That's the real deal.

Lin Yuan slowly turned around.

The golden pupils in his eyes gradually faded, revealing his deep black eyes again.

Lin Yuan turned his gaze directly to Fu Junzhuo, who was standing to the side.

Fu Junzhuo's grip on the sword tightened suddenly. Her right hand, still wrapped in bandages, was now covered in cold sweat.

The power Lin Yuan just displayed exceeded Fu Junzhuo's understanding of martial arts.

Even if her master, the Grandmaster of Goguryeo martial arts, Fu Chae-rim, were to come in person, he probably wouldn't be able to withstand that punch.

Lin Yuan looked at Fu Junzhuo, a slight smile curving his lips.

"The Rakshasa woman of Goguryeo." Lin Yuan strode towards Fu Junzhuo. "You've practiced the Nine Profound Techniques in the wrong direction."

Fu Junzhuo's pupils contracted slightly, and she subconsciously tightened her grip on the sword hilt.

Lin Yuan stopped three steps in front of Fu Junzhuo, his gaze fixed on her.

"Do you want to know how to truly kill Yang Guang?"