I'm invincible once I descend the mountain; the beautiful CEO is forcing me to get our marriage

The fear on the young sect leader's face slowly faded.

Instead, a strange, even somewhat morbid smile appeared.

"Hehe...hehehe..."

He chuckled softly, the laughter growing louder and louder until it turned into a twisted, sinister grin.

"Master Ye, you have truly given me a tremendous surprise."

He completely ignored Ye An, instead looking at Lin Chanyi, whose face was deathly pale, with a hint of smugness and cruelty in his voice.

"Lin Chanyi, do you see that? A martial artist's power is ultimately mortal, fragile and easily broken. Now, I'll show you what true 'Entering the Dao' power really is!"

Lin Chanyi shuddered.

She exclaimed in shock, "Rudao...you're not a martial arts practitioner, but a cultivator?!"

At that moment, she understood everything.

No wonder!

Why is Juyue Sect in such a hurry to find her?

Why did the Zhang family head call her a "furnace"?

So that's why.

"Excellent!" The young sect leader's pride was undisguised. "My Giant Mountain Sect has more than just martial arts heritage!"

He stomped his foot suddenly.

He began chanting obscure and difficult-to-understand incantations.

The entire asphalt road surface began to tremble violently, centered on him, as if something enormous was awakening underground.

An even stranger scene unfolded.

Not far away, at the remains of the three guardians who had been burned to ashes by the talisman fire, small clumps of black ash seemed to come alive, being drawn in by an invisible force and burrowing into the ground.

Three almost invisible streams of black energy flowed swiftly through the cracks in the ground, converging beneath the young sect leader's feet and disappearing from sight.

Ye An watched this scene without showing any expression.

In his eyes, this method of replenishing the residual essence of the dead was crude and low-level, and would have endless consequences.

As the three streams of black energy merged in, the young sect leader's aura rose steadily.

He closed his eyes and let out a satisfied groan, as if he had just enjoyed an unparalleled delicacy.

His expensive custom-made suit was stretched taut by the surging energy within him, almost to the point of tearing.

"Thick Earth Technique, Condense!"

He suddenly opened his eyes, shouted, and quickly formed a strange hand seal.

Countless yellowish-brown specks of light rose from the ground around him, like fireflies on a summer night, and densely gathered around him.

The light spots quickly formed a thick, ancient, earth-yellow full-body armor on his body surface.

The armor started from his feet and spread upwards, covering his legs, torso, and arms, finally forming a grotesque helmet.

It enveloped his entire head, leaving only a pair of cold, emotionless eyes visible.

Lin Chanyi's face was deathly pale.

Thick Earth Technique...

She had seen records of this kind of practice in the ancient books of Medicine King Valley.

Those who practice this method possess profound and enduring magical power. As long as their feet remain on the ground, they can continuously draw upon the earth's power to restore themselves.

It can be said that as long as one stands on the ground, one is virtually immortal.

And this earthen-yellow armor is unmatched in defensive capabilities among its peers.

How do we fight this?

Lin Chanyi's heart sank to the bottom.

She glanced at Ye An beside her subconsciously.

Ye An remained calm, as if everything happening before him had nothing to do with him.

"Hehe, Master Ye."

The young sect leader, completely covered in armor, moved his body, and his joints made a dull sound like rocks rubbing together.

His voice, too, became muffled and deep because of the armor.

"My 'thick earth armor' is impervious to swords and spears, water and fire, and I don't even feel pain. Your little tricks are useless against me."

To prove his point, he even spread his arms, stood with his hands behind his back, and made a "please" gesture towards Ye An.

Those eyes peeking out from the gaps in the helmet were filled with extreme arrogance and provocation.

"So, Master Ye, does my move meet your standards?"

"Come on, make your move. Let me see if Master Ye from Jiangnan can give me..."

His words still lingered in the night breeze.

"...Just scratching an itch?"

Ye An looked at him with a blank expression, as if watching a very boring circus act.

He stretched out his hand and flicked his finger.

Another crimson talisman appeared.

The talisman was faster than before, shooting straight towards the chest of the armor with a sharp whooshing sound.

"boom!"

The talisman exploded.

A ball of fire, even more intense than before, exploded, shooting into the sky and instantly illuminating the darkness as if it were daytime.

Lin Chanyi's heart jumped into her throat.

However, after the flames subsided, only a charred patch the size of a bowl remained on the thick, earthen-yellow armor.

What terrified her even more was that the charred area was fading away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A faint light seemed to flow from the surrounding ground, seeping into the armor. In just a breath or two, the charred patch disappeared, and the armor returned to its original state, perfectly intact.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The young sect leader let out a deafening laugh that echoed across the empty highway.

"It's useless! I told you it's useless! Master Ye! Is this how you kill a Celestial? You've disappointed me greatly!"

He spread his arms wide, his eyes beneath the helmet brimming with smugness.

"As long as I stand on this land, even a true god descending to earth cannot kill me!"

Lin Chanyi was utterly desperate.

She gripped Ye An's sleeve tightly, her body trembling uncontrollably, her voice trembling with sobs.

"Brother Ye...he's immortal...let's run! You go, don't worry about me!"

Ye An ignored the young sect leader who was still laughing wildly.

He turned his head and looked down at Lin Chanyi, who was crying with tears streaming down her face.

For the first time, a faint smile appeared on his face. He reached out and gently wiped away the tears on her face with his fingertips.

"Don't be afraid."

His voice was gentle, carrying a reassuring power that actually calmed Lin Chanyi's chaotic heartbeat.

"Just because you borrowed some earth and rocks, you really think you're immortal?"

Ye An turned back, his gaze returning to the young sect leader encased in armor, and gently shook his head.

There was a hint of pity in his tone.

"How pitiful. Sitting in a well, mistaking a firefly for the bright moon."

After saying that, Ye An quickly made a hand seal with his right hand.

Without warning, a huge, fiery red whip appeared in the air.

The whip was made of an unknown material; its segmented body resembled red jade, with faint patterns on it.

After the long whip appeared, it brought with it a whistling sound in the air. With a flick of the whip's end, a blurry phantom of a mountain demon could be vaguely seen, roaring silently at the moon.

"A magical artifact!"

The young sect leader's arrogant laughter came to an abrupt halt.

For the first time, panic showed in his voice beneath the helmet.

Ye An flicked his wrist, and the enormous bone whip came to life, sweeping out like a rolling fire dragon with unparalleled momentum.

The young sect leader tried to dodge, but the whip came too fast; there was no time to react.

At the last moment, he could only cross his arms, covered in thick earth armor, to shield himself.

"Boom!"

A loud bang.

The bone whip lashed solidly across the young sect leader's arms.

His seemingly indestructible armor, along with his entire body, was sent flying sideways by the whip.

He flew over the highway, over the roadside guardrail, and finally crashed heavily into the mountainside next to him.

The mountain rocks collapsed, leaving a huge cavity.

Lin Chanyi stared at all of this in disbelief.

She glanced at the surrounding mountains and forests again.

From where Ye An stood, all the way to the mountainside with the large hole smashed in, all the trees in between were swept away by the whip, creating a wide fan-shaped path with neat, clean breaks.

That's... terrifying.

Is this still human power?

Inside the cave, the sound of falling rocks could be heard.

That young sect leader is still alive.

His thick earth armor had developed large cracks, but it was still slowly drawing on the power of the earth in an attempt to repair itself.

He struggled to get up from the pile of rocks, but failed several times.