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

Jiang Xiaotian's eyelids twitched when he heard the words "destiny".

He's been in the underworld for ninety years and knows this name.

This is an overseas organization that provides services for money.

It's full of ruthless superhumans.

These are all high-ranking officials; any one of them would be extremely difficult to deal with, yet eight of them showed up tonight.

"You're here for Master Ye?" Jiang Xiaotian stepped forward, blocking Ye An's side.

The dark figure riding the whirlwind on the water's surface let out a strange laugh.

This man, codenamed Wind Scythe, was the leader of this operation.

"Patriarch Jiang, you've just entered the Celestial Realm, you're quite a figure. We didn't originally intend to kill you." Feng Lian crossed his arms. "But you insisted on staying with the target."

The white-haired woman next to him who made ice spikes, codenamed Frostthorn, took two steps forward.

She stared at Ye An's empty hands, her tone sharp: "The intelligence we've gathered says you're a swordsmanship master. Facing the eight of us, you didn't even draw your sword?"

The burly man in bronze armor, who was manipulating metal, clenched his fist, his joints cracking.

"To be able to so easily neutralize the combined attack of me and Hanci, it's no exaggeration to say you're a top-tier expert. You're unlucky to have run into us today."

A man, dripping wet, crawled out of the muddy riverbank, shook the water off his head, and spoke in a low voice:

"Master Ye, we're just doing this for money and following the organization's orders. If you could give each of us one of those life-extending pills, we might be willing to make an exception. At least we'd leave you with a whole corpse."

After the water ghost finished speaking, he turned to look at Jiang Xiaotian, his tone mocking: "Old man Jiang, don't blame us. Blame your eldest son Jiang Tianxiong and your precious grandson Jiang Hao."

"They paid a hefty price to kill this Master Ye. They also specifically instructed that if you were accidentally killed, they would give you a proper burial."

Jiang Xiaotian's mind went blank when he heard this.

He had previously doubted that no matter how despicable the eldest son and his father were, they would not stoop to such a deceitful and treacherous act.

Now they've even revealed the employer's background.

He clenched his fists tightly, his teeth grinding together.

Jiang Tianxiong and Jiang Hao, this father and son, will stop at nothing to build their family business.

They're practically asking for it!

Ye An stood still, his gaze sweeping over the eight people around him.

He tossed the fishing rod aside.

"I've been standing here by the river for ages," Ye An said, brushing the bits of bait off his hands. "I thought I'd catch something big, but all I got were a bunch of lousy fish. What a waste of my time."

Feng Lian's face darkened: "Heh, still being stubborn even when death is imminent."

Ye An ignored him and continued, "But it's good. The elemental essence within your bodies is quite abundant, almost comparable to some rare and precious treasures. With some refinement, it can be used to some extent."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye An loosely clenched his right hand.

A dark red light shot out from his palm.

He pulled out the Yang God Whip.

With the infusion of true essence, a layer of deep, dark red flames shot up from the long whip.

A deep dragon's roar echoed in the night sky.

A phantom fire dragon, entirely composed of dark red flames, spiraled upwards along the trajectory of the Yang God Whip, its mouth wide open.

Jiang Xiaotian stood to the side and saw it clearly.

The weapon was clearly a long whip, but the way Ye An held it and the trajectory of the swing were exactly like swordsmanship.

Ye An has a sword in his heart, and uses a whip instead of a sword.

Jiang Xiaotian secretly admired him, but he didn't sit idly by. He raised his inner energy to its peak at the Celestial Realm, ready to help at any time.

The other side has eight people, so I have to trade one for one.

Upon seeing the fire dragon, the bronze-armored figure snorted coldly and took a step forward.

"You think you can play tricks? Let me see what you're capable of!"

His skin turned into a dark yellow metal in a second, and he transformed into a bronze statue, punching the fire dragon head-on.

The two came into contact.

The fire dragon passed directly through the copper armor's body.

The bronze armor's movements froze in mid-air.

A very thin red line appeared on his neck.

Immediately afterwards, his head slid off his neck and fell onto the beach.

That proud metal body didn't even have time to bleed; the cuts were covered in charred marks from the high temperature.

The headless corpse suddenly collapsed to the ground.

The fire dragon continued its momentum, heading straight for the other three superhumans behind it.

The three were terrified and disregarded any formation, desperately unleashing their supernatural abilities to simultaneously create ice walls, earth shields, and water curtains in front of them.

The fire dragon crashed into the defense.

All three of them coughed up a mouthful of blood, flew backward, and crashed into the mud, unable to get up for a long time.

one strike.

One died, and three were seriously injured.

When Feng Lian saw this scene, his scalp tingled slightly.

He finally dared not be careless. A whirlwind rose beneath his feet, and he soared into the air, preparing to launch an attack from mid-air.

Jiang Xiaotian seized the opportunity, exerted force with both legs, and leaped up, intercepting the wind sickle in mid-air.

The two fought fiercely under the night sky, the sounds of their clashing energies echoing continuously.

On the ground, Han Ci and the other three ability users who were still standing all retreated.

Their eyes were filled with fear when they looked at Ye An.

The collective mobilization of eight cadres was almost enough to overwhelm a small country in Europe.

In the first encounter, one was killed and three were seriously injured.

How can we fight like this?

Ye An gave them no chance to catch their breath.

"Too slow."

He made a hand seal and threw several Crimson Flame Sword Talismans into the air.

Crimson Flame Sword Technique!

Ye An's body shone brightly.

His hair moved without wind as his true energy surged, and the tips of his hair shimmered with golden light.

Behind his head, a blinding light began to gather.

The light grew brighter and brighter, eventually transforming into a small sun hanging in the night sky.

The surrounding river water evaporated due to the high temperature, creating a large cloud of white mist.

Several crimson flame sword talismans spun rapidly around the great sun.

Ye An flicked his finger.

The sword talisman immediately transformed into a stream of sword energy, locking onto the remaining six superhumans on the ground.

"No!" Hanci screamed.

She frantically created ice shields, but the ice shields turned into steam the moment they came into contact with the sword talisman.

With a soft thud, the sword energy pierced through her chest.

The water ghost beside him suddenly knelt on the ground, frantically kowtowing: "Spare me! Master Ye, spare me! I didn't want to be your enemy, it was all Feng Lian's fault that we were forced to!"

The sword talisman pierced through his brow without the slightest pause.

Screams echoed throughout the room.

Within seconds, all six cadres on the ground collapsed.

Not a single drop of blood flowed from the wounds on the corpse; they were all sealed off by the high temperature.

midair.

Feng Lian was engaged in a fierce battle with Jiang Xiaotian.

Relying on his ability to manipulate air currents and fly, and his agile movements, he forcefully suppressed Jiang Xiaotian, who had just broken through to the Celestial Realm.

Jiang Xiaotian now had several deep, bone-revealing wind blade wounds on his body.

Feng Lian deflected Jiang Xiaotian's heavy punch and prepared to press his advantage, intending to cut the old man into pieces.

Just then, he noticed that his surroundings had changed.

The once pitch-black river surface became very bright.

The wind sickle was stunned.

He looked back.

In the dead of night, the sun rises over the Huangpu River.

The sun shines brightly in the sky.

Feng Lian had only one thought left in his mind.

The next second, the blazing sun slammed directly into his face.

Before he could even scream, Feng Lian shattered in mid-air, turning into a cloud of blood mist, which was then instantly evaporated by the terrifying heat.

Completely dead and vanished.

Jiang Xiaotian landed on the ground, panting heavily.

He stared blankly at the spot where the wind sickle had disappeared in mid-air, then turned to look at the seven gruesome corpses on the ground, his mind a complete blank.

Eight cadres of the Destiny Organization—these are eight monsters whose strength is no less than that of the Celestial Realm.

That's it, gone.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiaotian was speechless.

He anticipated that Ye An would win this attack.

But to my surprise, it was so easy, like slicing melons and chopping vegetables.

He had just fought desperately, but he could only barely hold on against Feng Lian, and he only had a 30% chance of escaping.

And this Wind Scythe, along with the other seven people, were no match for Ye An, as if they were offering themselves up for execution.

Is this something a human being would do?