A man in the Qin Dynasty stirred up a storm across the heavens.

Namyang, South Korea.

The headquarters of the Yin-Yang School is located at Mount Li, within the territory of the Qin State.

Feiyan traveled from Sanghai in Qi State, through the border between Wei and Chu, all the way to Nanyang in Han State.

It wasn't that she didn't want to move forward, but that someone was blocking her way.

On the long street, a man dressed in black stood on the edge of a rooftop, smiling as he looked down at the crimson smoke below.

"Is Dongjun traveling westward intending to pass through Han to enter Qin?"

"Do you know how dangerous it is to block my way?" Fei Yan's face was still pale. Now, even the Wei Wu soldiers, the Daoist Tianzong, the Renzong, the Mo family, the Bingjia, and the Xiang family of Chu have all sent people to hunt her down, wanting to obtain the bronze box of the Azure Dragon Seven Constellations.

Even with the protection of the four maids of romance and the leaders of the four zodiac groups, along with more than two hundred innate protectors, she was still exhausted and had not enough time to rest and recover from her injuries.

How dangerous is it?

The smile on the black-clad man's lips remained unchanged. A gentle breeze blew past him, and a man dressed in light blue silk robes appeared out of thin air, nodding slightly at him.

"My men are all here, Lord Dongjun!" The man in black waved his hand lightly, and hundreds of dark figures appeared on the nearby houses or in the shadows on the previously empty street.

About a hundred of them, armed with powerful crossbows, were aiming at her.

A grandmaster-level expert can move freely for hundreds of steps, and even a thousand ordinary soldiers would find it difficult to hold them back.

Since he was going to deal with the famous Dongjun of the Yin-Yang School, the man in black naturally made thorough preparations.

One hundred assassins, armed with powerful crossbows, were hidden in the shadows.

This would be enough to cause a Grandmaster a terrible problem. If you add the two hundred assassins of varying levels of true qi, from the acquired realm to the innate realm, even their general and another marquis would be in danger of perishing.

Tap~ Tap~ Tap!

A rapid sound of horses' hooves rang out from all directions.

At the far end of the long street, a military flag embroidered with the character "white" fluttered in the wind.

"He fled from the State of Yan, passing through the borders of the States of Qi, Wei, and Chu before entering the State of Han. Along the way, he encountered dozens of assassination attempts, including those by various schools of thought and the Luo Wang organization, yet he still managed to escape unharmed."

"It is even rumored that the Six-Fingered Black Knight, the leader of the Mohist school, was severely injured by Dongjun on the border of Chu and had to withdraw from the competition."

"Is it truly the extraordinary abilities of Lord Dongjun of the Yin-Yang School, or are the rumors simply true?"

A man dressed in a long, embroidered red robe, his face so pale it reflected an eerie aura, rode a white horse swiftly from afar to Dongjun Feiyan's side.

After Bai Yifei arrived, he gave a cold look at the man in black and the man in blue on the roof.

"It really was you little birds and crows!"

Others might not recognize him, but Xueyi Hou Bai was no ordinary person. As one of the Four Fiends of the Night, he was familiar with this group of assassins who were subordinate to Ji Wuye, the great general of Han.

Mo Ya and Bai Feng bowed and said, "Mo Ya (Bai Feng) greets Your Excellency!"

"You can get out of here!"

Bai Yifei showed no respect to the two of them. He personally led 30,000 White Armor Army soldiers to Nanyang. He couldn't possibly stand by and watch what he wanted fall into someone else's hands.

Even if that person is his ally Ji Wuye, it won't work!

"This..." Mo Ya hesitated, but when he caught sight of the white-armored soldiers in the distance, who were also aiming their thousands of crossbows at all of them, he immediately made a decision: "Since it is the Marquis's will, then we will take our leave."

"withdraw!"

Mo Ya waved his hand and led Bai Feng away from this troublesome place.

As for Ji Wuye's questioning after things went wrong.

With Blood-Clad Marquis and 30,000 White-Armored Soldiers taking the blame, even if Ji Wuye were furious, he would understand that this was not a matter of Mo Ya, Bai Feng, or even Bai Niao's dereliction of duty.

It's truly beyond saving!

No matter how powerful Bai Niao is, it would be trampled into mud in a single charge against Bai Yifei's 30,000-strong White Armor Army.

Mo Ya would naturally not lead Bai Feng and the other members of the Hundred Birds Group to their deaths in vain.

.....

In the blink of an eye, the White Bird Organization, which had just been making things difficult for Dong Jun Feiyan, disappeared into the night.

But what lay before Fei Yan was an even bigger problem.

Not only the Korean Blood-Clad Marquis before them, but also Bai Yifei, a Grandmaster-level expert, and the 30,000 white-armored soldiers behind him, all lurking menacingly.

The most troublesome are those who lurk in the shadows, waiting to reap the benefits.

Whew!

A gentle breeze swept across the sky, lifting Fei Yan's hair and clothes, and carrying a familiar fragrance to her nose.

"Is this your greatest reliance?" Fei Yan's face showed no sign of panic, but instead a smile that was almost imperceptible.

Where she could barely see, a gaze she knew all too well and longed for was watching her.

At that moment, all the panic in my heart disappeared.

All they had was boundless self-confidence.

"Isn't that enough?"

Bai Yifei had no idea what Feiyan was laughing about, nor did he understand where her confidence came from.

Behind him stood 30,000 white-armored soldiers. Let alone an injured Xiantian realm cultivator, even if Dongjun Feiyan could immediately cultivate Xiantian Gangqi and reach the Grandmaster realm, she would be far more formidable.

There was absolutely no way they could escape from being surrounded by tens of thousands of troops.

Grandmasters are very powerful, but they are still human and will eventually run out of strength.

Bai Yifei couldn't understand where Fei Yan got her confidence from.

"I dare not, of course it's not enough!" Fei Yan roared loudly, and a terrifying purple aura surged forth. Originally only at the Innate Realm, she ascended to the Purple Qi in one step, becoming a Grandmaster. Moreover, she quickly surpassed the accumulation of true qi, climbing directly from the early stage of Grandmaster to the Great Perfection of Grandmaster in full view of everyone.

A master of Dzogchen!

Looking across the seven kingdoms, apart from a few figures from the generation of the Hundred Schools of Thought who served as the foundation, Dongjun Feiyan's cultivation was enough to make her stand out in the world.

All the powerful assassins who tried to kill her along the way were not killed on the spot.

They were all suppressed and captured by the combined forces of Feng Hua Xue Yue and the four leaders, becoming resources for Fei Yan to become stronger. She used her Wedding Dress Divine Skill to drain them into cripples before killing them.

The lives of hundreds of Innate Realm experts and more than ten Grandmasters.

This means that Dong Jun Fei Yan's cultivation level is not the Innate Realm as it appears on the surface, but rather that she has already reached the Grandmaster Realm and has climbed the steps to the Great Perfection of the Grandmaster Realm.

At this moment, Dongjun Feiyan absorbed the true energy and inner strength of all her enemies, and in terms of the power and magnificence of her true energy, no grandmaster in the world could compare with her.

Although his realm is still at the Grandmaster Great Perfection level.

However, Fei Yan, who possesses over three hundred years of cultivation, would definitely have the upper hand even against a typical grandmaster.

If we also consider the trump card Su Yi prepared for her before he left...

"At this moment, even if a Grandmaster were to stand before me, I could fight and kill him!"

Unleashing her true realm and full cultivation, Fei Yan's confidence swelled to unprecedented heights. This confidence stemmed not only from her vast and powerful true energy, but also from the absolute confidence derived from the trump card Su Yi had taught her.

Grandmaster?

Can you withstand that move from her?