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

The sea breeze blows, stirring up thousands of waves.

The crane hovered in the air, while the young Taoist priest lowered his eyes, as if everything beneath his feet was irrelevant to him.

All the martial artists present, whether grandmasters or ordinary wealthy merchants, felt an inexplicable pressure.

That wasn't the oppressive aura of a martial arts master, but rather a higher-level, life-level condescension.

"The Celestial Masters of Longhu Mountain... they actually exist, and they've even entered the mortal world." He Zhenshan stopped fiddling with the walnuts, his face more solemn than ever before.

He Fei, who had been looking down on everyone just moments before, now shrank back, not daring to glance at the Taoist priest again.

In the midst of this oppressive silence, a piercing engine roar grew louder as it approached.

"boom--"

Several rugged, angular speedboats, like a few rampaging steel beasts, broke through the outer group of yachts.

On the lead speedboat stood a gaunt old man.

He was dressed in a black training uniform. He wasn't tall, but his eyes were frighteningly bright, as if they were flashing with electricity.

Behind him stood seven or eight burly men, each with bulging temples and long, drawn-out breaths, clearly ruthless characters who had mastered internal martial arts to an extremely high level.

"People from the Northern Martial Arts Alliance!"

Someone gasped.

The gaunt old man scanned the entire area, finally fixing his gaze on He Zhenshan. He let out a cold snort, his voice not loud, but it clearly carried throughout the entire sea.

He Zhenshan's face darkened, and he remained silent.

The martial arts circles of the North and South have always been at odds, engaging in open and covert struggles for decades, with neither side looking down on the other.

However, this is not the end.

"Ring ring..."

A clear, silvery sound rang out from the crowd without warning.

The sound wasn't loud, but it seemed to possess some kind of magic, penetrating the waves and the wind, and clearly reaching everyone's ears.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the crowd had unconsciously parted to make way for the ship.

A young girl dressed in colorful traditional clothing from southern Xinjiang, barefoot, is walking slowly towards us.

A string of small silver bells was tied around her ankle, making a pleasant sound with each step she took.

The girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with healthy wheat-colored skin, large, bright black eyes, and delicate features that also carried a wildness.

In her arms, she was holding a small snake that was entirely green and had fleshy horns on its head.

The little snake was flicking its tongue, its ruby-like eyes warily scanning its surroundings.

Behind her were two burly, cold-faced men from southern Xinjiang.

They carried strange curved swords at their waists, standing like two iron towers guarding the girl on either side, their wary eyes sweeping over each of them.

"They're from the Southern Frontier's witchcraft lineage! They not only have female witches, but also protectors!"

"Stay away from them! Don't get involved with anything unclean!"

"It's said that this Gu woman from the Southern Frontier possesses a love Gu that can control other men who are affected. You must be careful not to philander just because she's pretty!"

A greater commotion arose from the crowd, and the gazes directed at the three people were filled with apprehension and fear.

Successor of Longhu Mountain, Northern Martial Arts Alliance, Southern Frontier Gu Woman...

The successive appearances of various deities have made the struggle for the immortal tomb increasingly unpredictable and mysterious.

Jiang Xiaotian and his granddaughter Jiang Yu'er exchanged a glance, both seeing relief in each other's eyes.

Fortunately, they didn't listen to He Zhenshan and rashly join forces with others.

This pool of water is really too deep.

While everyone's attention was drawn to these forces, no one noticed that a small, entirely black boat had somehow crossed the official blockade.

Like a shadow, without the roar of an engine or the sound of breaking through the waves, it glided across the sea like a ghost and silently came to a stop closest to the bronze gate.

On the small boat, a figure wearing a straw hat and a raincoat stood quietly at the bow, holding a bamboo pole.

Behind him stood four or five figures dressed similarly, like ghosts blending into the darkness, their presence completely absent, impossible to detect unless seen with one's own eyes.

Until the gaunt elder of the Northern Martial Arts Alliance suddenly turned his sharp gaze in that direction.

"Who is it?"

His shout startled everyone.

In an instant, whether it was the Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain hovering in the air, the girl from Southern Xinjiang holding the small snake, or He Zhenshan, a local bigwig in the Southern martial arts world, they all looked towards the small black boat.

Upon seeing that distinctive attire, Jiang Xiaotian's expression changed drastically. He pulled his granddaughter behind him and said urgently in a low voice:

"Yu'er, don't look at that man in the straw hat leading the group! He's the leader of the overseas assassin organization 'Yan Yu Lou'!"

"Legend has it that this person has already stepped one foot into the realm of martial arts godhood, and his skills in disguise and assassination are unparalleled. Those who die at his hands never even know how they died!"

Jiang Yu'er's heart skipped a beat, and she finally understood why her grandfather was so nervous.

The three words "Yanyu Tower" were like a heavy dark cloud, instantly enveloping the hearts of all those who knew about it.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze at that moment, and the atmosphere became extremely oppressive.

If Longhu Mountain and the Northern Martial Arts Alliance are like powerful dragons crossing the river, commanding respect in their respective regions...

Then the Misty Rain Pavilion is like a group of venomous snakes lurking in the shadows.

And that mysterious landlord is none other than the most deadly snake king among them!

Many of the people present had dealt with Yanyu Tower to some extent—either through exchanges of benefits or by being ruthlessly hunted down by them.

Therefore, even if one knows something about them, no one would feel any goodwill towards them.

After all, it's easy to be a thief for a thousand days, but difficult to guard against thieves for a

Once targeted by these venomous snakes, it means endless trouble and nightmares.

At this moment, the gaunt elder narrowed his eyes, his sharp gaze trying to penetrate the concealment of the bamboo hat and peek at the true face beneath.

However, the other party's aura was as empty as a deep pool, as if there was nothing under that straw hat.

The ghostly figures behind him were the same; the people on the entire small boat had no trace of the aura that martial artists should have, and were no different from ordinary people.

"Is it some kind of supreme technique of concealing one's breath...?"

This eerie feeling caused even this renowned master to experience a deep, heart-wrenching tremor.

This feeling of being out of control made him extremely uncomfortable.

"snort!"

He let out a heavy snort, his powerful inner strength surging as he resolved to tear through the deathly silence and regain control.

"This immortal's tomb is a treasure of our Chinese civilization. Today, those who are destined to gather here should explore it together!"

The withered elder's voice was domineering and incomparable, carrying the pressure of heaven and man, echoing across the sea like rolling thunder.

"In my opinion, it would be better if our Northern Martial Arts Alliance took the lead in establishing some rules for everyone."

"Let's follow the rules to avoid damaging the harmony. What do you all think?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than He Zhenshan burst out laughing:

"Setting rules? Elder Feng, you've got a clever plan! What, when did Shanghai become your little corner of the North?"

The leader of the Bagua Sect chimed in sarcastically, "That's right. If we're really going to talk about rules, shouldn't we, the hosts from the Jiangnan region, be the ones to set them?"

For a moment, the various forces clashed head-on, and an invisible killing intent intertwined and collided in the air, creating a tense atmosphere that was about to erupt at any moment.

……

A thousand miles away, in Jiangcheng.

Longquan Mansion, within the courtyard of a villa.

The enormous cyan energy vortex that had been hovering above Ye An's head had now rapidly contracted to its limit, ultimately transforming into a dazzling point of light that silently disappeared into the top of his head.

In the courtyard, the radiance of the phoenix tree had faded, its spiritual essence dissipated, and it had become nothing more than an ordinary tree.

The dozens of sandalwood boxes had long since turned to dust, and all the medicinal essence and life force contained within them had been completely devoured.

Ye An, sitting cross-legged, resembled a flawless piece of emerald green jade, his entire body radiating a shimmering, precious light and exuding a vast and boundless life force.

Within his dantian, a cyan Dao seed floated quietly, releasing endless vitality, complementing the blazing, sun-like pure yang Dao seed on the other side, forming a subtle and profound balance.

The next moment, Ye An suddenly opened his eyes!

Two dazzling beams of azure-gold divine light shot out from his pupils, flashing by in an instant, sharp enough to pierce through the void.

"The spirit body is complete!"

He murmured to himself, and as soon as he finished speaking, a vast and boundless aura surged forth from his body!

In an instant, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the entire villa surged, and the space in the courtyard even began to distort slightly, as if an earth-shattering phenomenon was about to appear.

However, all these unusual movements were firmly sealed off by the grand formation that Ye An had set up in advance, and not a single detail was leaked.

Immortal Spirit Body!

Following his Pure Yang Dao Body, he successfully condensed a second supreme spiritual body!

At this moment, Ye An could clearly perceive that his five senses and divine consciousness had undergone earth-shattering transformation.

His spiritual strength surged even further, now comparable to that of a true mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator.

More importantly, a divine power spontaneously awakened in his mind—the Heavenly Wood Divine Light, an unparalleled killing technique containing ultimate destructive power.

"I've condensed the Five Elements Immortal Foundation and cultivated the Five Elements Sacred Body... I'm one step closer."

Ye An's thoughts raced. The Five Elements Sacred Body required the fusion of five supreme spiritual bodies, and he had already obtained two of them.

"Unfortunately, I only have the Pure Yang Scroll and the Green Wood Longevity Technique; I am still missing the other three supreme methods."

"Perhaps, those so-called 'superhumans' in the Destiny Organization could be a breakthrough..."

Ye An slowly gathered his chaotic thoughts.

Both of these techniques are unique skills, and mastering them requires an enormous amount of resources, which cannot be achieved overnight.

"However, being able to cultivate both of the most powerful spiritual bodies to the initial stage is already an incredible stroke of luck. After all, these are supreme physiques in the cultivation world, second only to a handful of sacred bodies."

Ye An calmed his mind, felt the surging vitality within his body, and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

After leaving his body, the turbid air transformed into a visible cyan arrow of energy, which struck the artificial rock in the courtyard, silently piercing it and leaving a smooth, mirror-like hole.

He stood up, and his joints cracked and popped as if he had been reborn.

The immortal spirit body has been initially formed, and both its physical strength and spiritual consciousness are far superior to what they were yesterday.

It's time to go see the East China Sea.

With a thought, he transformed into a streak of azure-gold light, soaring into the sky and instantly tearing through the array barrier above the villa before disappearing into the horizon.

The speed of the escape light was more than twice as fast as before.

The myriad lights of Jiangcheng below him quickly turned into a blurry patch of light, and then were completely left behind.

In just a few minutes, an endless expanse of blue appeared at the edge of his vision.

We've arrived at the East China Sea.

Ye An concealed his escape light and appeared silently on a chaotic coastline.

The sight before him made him raise an eyebrow slightly.

The imagined scene of various forces at loggerheads and masters clashing did not materialize.

The colossal bronze gate, hundreds of feet tall, still stands between the sea and the sky, exuding an ancient and desolate aura. However, the runes on the gate have dimmed, as if they have fallen into silence.

Outside the official cordon, hundreds of luxury yachts were crammed together in a chaotic manner, with people standing on the decks, craning their necks as if watching some kind of spectacle.

An atmosphere of anxiety and resentment permeated the air.

"Damn it, just one step away! If I had arrived ten minutes earlier, I might have gone in with them!"

"Stop dreaming. Didn't you see them? The little celestial master of Longhu Mountain, Elder Feng of the Northern Martial Arts Alliance, and the Gu woman of the Southern Frontier... Which one of them is a good guy? Small fish like us would only be cannon fodder if we went in."

"You can't say that. What if the tomb of an immortal is full of treasures? We could just pick up one item and become rich, right?"

Listening to the chaotic discussions around him, Ye An roughly understood the situation.

He was late.

Those truly powerful forces seem to have already entered.

Just then, a wealthy but short-sighted businessman, seemingly skeptical of superstition, spent a fortune to invite a newly arrived master of internal energy.

"Master, please take a look. Is there any way to open this door?"

The master flew around the bronze gate once, finally landing on a rock in front of it. He took a deep breath, his palms turning red, clearly indicating that he was using some kind of powerful technique.

"open!"

He roared and slammed both palms down on the giant gate.

However, his fate was no different from that of the previous Grandmaster Liu.

An invisible force rebounded from the door.

"Bang!"

Before the grandmaster could even utter a scream, he was sent flying back like a tattered sack, leaving a trail of blood in the air before crashing heavily into the sea and instantly becoming still.

The surrounding crowd gasped in surprise, then plunged into even deeper despair.

It seems that they have absolutely no chance of getting a chance at immortality.

Ye An shook his head, showing no interest in such moth-to-a-flame behavior.

He strode forward, ignoring the crowded people around him, and walked towards the interior of the blockade.

He walked very slowly, but the people around him seemed not to see him at all, and their bodies would unconsciously make way for him.

Ye An stopped walking through the crowd.

In the heart of the official blockade, he spotted a familiar face.

Chief Ding of the Shanghai Police Department was solemnly directing his men to maintain order, his forehead covered in sweat.

Director Ding was clearly overwhelmed, repeatedly shouting, "Everyone back off! Everyone back off! This is a restricted area, no approaching!"

"Anyone who trespasses again will be dealt with as obstructing official business!"

His voice was loud, but it had little effect on the warriors and wealthy merchants who were blinded by greed.

Just when he felt he was about to lose control of the situation, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye, who was walking slowly out of the crowd and heading straight towards him.

Director Ding frowned, about to reprimand him.

But when he saw the person's face clearly, he froze instantly, and the words that were on the tip of his tongue were swallowed back down.

His eyes widened, his mouth opened slightly, and his expression changed rapidly from impatience to shock, finally turning into deep awe and a hint of barely perceptible fear.

It's him!

That young man who made Colonel Duan Changfeng kneel down!

That terrifying entity that could wipe out the Li family in Shanghai with just a single sentence!

Director Ding felt his throat go dry. He subconsciously straightened his police uniform, strode forward, and stopped three steps away from the other person, standing ramrod straight.

"Master Ye...?"