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

Even these seasoned martial artists were like this, but Anya, who was walking at the front, seemed completely unaffected.

She looked around at the buildings with curiosity, her steps light and quick, without even a hint of discomfort on her face.

She could feel the air around her was frighteningly cold, but when that chill came within three steps of her body, it seemed to hit an invisible, warm barrier and melt away silently.

She turned her head and glanced at the martial arts masters behind her, who were struggling as if they were running naked in the snow, then turned her head again and glanced at the man beside her who looked calm and strolled leisurely.

An indescribable sense of absurdity and superiority arose simultaneously in her heart.

Is this what he meant by "living a life of freedom"?

As long as she was by his side, even a place that a Celestial Realm expert would consider a perilous place was as easy and pleasant as strolling through her own backyard.

"How are you feeling?" Ye An asked casually, as if he knew what she was thinking.

"They're... alright," Anya replied somewhat awkwardly, then muttered under her breath, "They look like they're about to die. This place is so eerie."

"It's just some remaining array formations and restrictions; it's insignificant."

As soon as he finished speaking, the person walking at the front suddenly stopped.

Anya followed his gaze and looked ahead, her heart suddenly clenching.

In the middle of the street ahead, more than a dozen corpses lay scattered about.

Without exception, all these corpses had turned into dried corpses like the previous martial arts master, their flesh and blood completely drained, leaving only a layer of human skin tightly wrapped around their bones, their deaths extremely gruesome.

The manner of this death clearly indicates that the person was killed by a paper doll.

Judging from their clothing, they were the same group of Northern Martial Arts Alliance experts who had previously broken into the inner city and disappeared without a trace!

"Heh, it seems that being too proactive isn't always a good thing," He Zhenshan chuckled.

In the center of the pile of corpses, a broken long knife was stuck diagonally in a crack in the bluestone slab.

Beside the blade, a small pool of blood had congealed into a dark red color in the cold environment, a shocking sight.

"It's...it's the Bloodthirsty Blade of the 'Northern Blade King'!"

The Bagua Sect Master, who had followed, gasped in shock the moment he saw the broken sword, his voice filled with horror.

"Even the Sword King died here? What... what kind of monsters are in this inner city?!"

"The Northern Sword King..." He Zhenshan's Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty as he looked at the broken Blood Butcher's Blade, a chill running down his spine.

This is a renowned master who has reached the pinnacle of the Celestial Realm!

If he were outside, he would be a dominant figure whose mere stomp could shake the martial arts world of the North.

Legend has it that he wields the Blood Slaughter Blade Technique, capable of cleaving waterfalls in two with a single strike, and his vitality is as vigorous as that of a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex.

The results of it?

He turned into a pool of blood without any explanation, and his body was not even preserved intact.

"Second Uncle, this place is too eerie. Even the Sword King died so tragically. Should we...should we still go forward?" He Fei's voice trembled, and his legs shook uncontrollably.

It's not worth it at all.

A dignified being, perfectly aligned with the divine, perished in this wretched place.

A heavy shadow fell over everyone's hearts, and their steps became increasingly heavy.

……

at the same time.

Deep within the inner city, a few streets away from Ye An and his companions.

A brutal meat grinder battle is unfolding.

The ground was littered with fragments of paper figures, and dark red blood flowed through the cracks in the bluestone slabs, filling the air with a nauseating stench.

"Let's all work together and preserve our strength! Otherwise, we'll leave empty-handed!"

Chi Yue, the little Gu woman from the southern border, waved her short flute, and swarms of black Gu worms flew out from her sleeves, turning into a black cloud that devoured the paper figures that pounced on her.

She was panting heavily, her fair face covered in sweat.

This malevolent energy was pervasive, even affecting her Gu worms, which became much slower in their movements.

"I suggest that some unnecessary people should be dealt with!" Chi Yue gritted her teeth and threw out an extremely cold-blooded suggestion.

"I agree!"

The guardian of southern Xinjiang was shirtless, his muscles bulging like granite.

He smashed a paper figure's chest with his fist and roared in a rough voice.

"Those who aren't capable should get lost and stop getting in the way!"

"The malevolent energy in this place is so eerie that I have to divert some of my already limited true energy to protect you all. You're just a complete hindrance!"

The Southern Border Protector had a fiery temper. He pointed at several martial arts masters who were cowering in the middle of the formation not far away and cursed them.

These martial artists not only couldn't help, but they also became a burden.

Although the external martial arts in the Southern Frontier are powerful, equivalent to a master of the Celestial Realm, they can also kill paper figures in a panic when combined with Gu worms.

The problem is, these paper figures just keep coming and going, you can't kill them all!

Even the most abundant inner energy will eventually be depleted.

"presumptuous!"

On the Northern Martial Arts Alliance's side, a withered old man glared angrily.

It was Elder Feng from the Martial Arts Alliance.

He swiftly moved his palms up and down, repelling the approaching paper figures, and roared, "We, the people of the Northern Martial Arts Alliance, are naturally protected by this old man! It's none of your business, you barbarians from the Southern Frontier, interfering!"

Upon hearing this, the protector of the southern border was immediately delighted.

He kicked the paper figure, sending it flying, and sneered, "Elder Feng, I know you're cold-faced but kind-hearted, a great philanthropist. But you should at least pick a place to do good, okay?"

"These paper figures are inherently sinister. Besides ordinary paper figures, there are black drums that can block the flow of true energy, and even paper figures in red..."

"Even your so-called Northern Sword King is dead, how much longer do you think you can hold out?"

"You're so stubborn about saving face, you're making yourself suffer! You even have to spare energy to take care of these weaklings; you're dragging everyone down with you!"

Elder Feng was hit where it hurt, and his old face turned a deep purplish-red.

The Northern Blade King was one of the strongest experts among their group.

But just half an hour ago, a strange paper figure dressed in a red wedding gown suddenly jumped out of the alley and dragged the Knife King inside.

Only a few screams came from inside, and then they disappeared without a trace.

Although I hate to admit it, the Blade King is most likely gone...

Even the Sword King, who had reached the pinnacle of the Heavenly Human Realm, couldn't withstand it, so Elder Feng was actually quite panicked inside.

But he absolutely cannot back down at this time.

Once the Martial Arts Alliance abandons its subordinates, morale will collapse, and it will only perish faster.

Just as these two groups were arguing heatedly and were about to start a fight,

In a secluded corner on the edge of the battlefield, the scene was completely different.

Jiang Xiaotian, the head of the Jiang family, and his granddaughter Jiang Yu'er were hiding under a collapsed wall.

Although both grandfather and grandson were at the early stage of the Celestial Realm, they should have been unable to withstand such a high-intensity war of attrition long ago.

But now, not only are their complexions rosy, but their breathing is also very steady.

There wasn't even a few drops of blood on his clothes.

There is no other reason.

Jiang Yu'er glanced outside like a thief, and to make sure no one was paying attention, she immediately took out a jade bottle from her small cloth bag.

He poured out a round, plump pill and put it directly into his mouth.

The elixir melts instantly upon entering the mouth.

A surge of heat instantly coursed through his limbs and bones, completely dispelling the chilling energy that had invaded his body.

Not only that, the little bit of true energy that had just been used up was replenished in the blink of an eye.

There was even excess medicinal power dissolving in her meridians, pushing her cultivation level upwards.

"Grandpa, this Qi-Nourishing Pill is amazing!" Jiang Yu'er whispered, her face beaming with excitement as she clenched her little fists. "I feel like my true energy hasn't been depleted at all; in fact, it's even stronger than before I came in!"

Jiang Xiaotian also looked on with emotion, stroking the beard on his chin.

"Thanks to Master Ye! If it weren't for this Qi-Nourishing Pill, my grandson and I would have been drained dry by the yin energy of this place long ago."

He turned his head and glanced at the various big shots not far away, who were arguing heatedly to save a little bit of true energy.

A strong sense of superiority immediately rose in my heart.

"Look at those people, they're almost fighting over a bit of internal energy. If they knew we were eating top-grade pills like candy, they'd probably be so angry they'd vomit blood on the spot."

Jiang Xiaotian couldn't help but laugh.

The grandfather and grandson were very clever; once inside the inner city, they kept a low profile and never sought the limelight.

Most of the paper figures were drawn to the large numbers of the Martial Arts Alliance and the Southern Frontier forces.

They would simply hide on the edge and loiter around, and if they suffered a minor injury or had their true energy depleted by more than half, they would immediately hide away and take medicine.

This isn't an adventure trip.

This is practically like taking the top-tier resources given to them by Ye An and coming to this high-pressure environment for advanced training and seclusion!

"Master Ye is truly a great benefactor to our Jiang family. Once we get out, we must repay him properly!" Jiang Xiaotian said.

Jiang Yu'er touched the few remaining Qi-Nourishing Pills in her pocket, feeling quite pleased with herself.

Just then.

"Sweep away all evil!"

"Take this Five Thunderbolts True Technique from me!"

A powerful shout rang out from the other end of the battlefield.

A young Taoist priest was engrossed in the killing.

He held a yellow talisman in his hand, his body crackling with electricity.

With a single slap, azure lightning spread along the bluestone slab, instantly turning several paper figures into charred remains.

This is none other than Zhang Huaiyu, the young celestial master of Longhu Mountain.

While others were struggling with their internal energy, he seemed to have inexhaustible energy.

This is understandable, as the Celestial Masters sect mainly relies on talismans as a means of attack, and only a small portion of the energy is actually used to activate the talismans.

"Sweep away evil and vanquish wickedness! Heaven and earth are boundless!"

Zhang Huaiyu muttered incantations as he fought more fiercely than anyone else, his Taoist robes fluttering as he exuded an air of otherworldly elegance.

Elder Feng and the others couldn't help but sigh. If they really had to fight this little Celestial Master, they wouldn't be afraid at all. It was obvious that this little Celestial Master had only recently entered the Celestial Realm. However, the Heavenly Thunder Orthodox Method's ability to restrain Yin and evil was something they simply couldn't match.

"Perhaps I can indeed protect the weaker early-stage Celestial Realm warriors as they advance, but the problem is, with this kind of energy expenditure, whether I can even penetrate deeper into the tomb is a real question."

The little Gu girl was telling the truth. He was indeed very powerful, but in the unpredictable Immortal Tomb, this level of power was nothing to be proud of. At this time, he should conserve his strength and fight back at the crucial moment, rather than wasting it on the weak.

Who would have thought that even a master at the early stage of the Celestial Realm would be looked down upon one day...

however.

His hand suddenly stopped moving.

Not only him, but also Elder Feng, Chi Yue and others who were arguing, as well as the Jiang family grandfather and grandson hiding in the shadows, all froze.

The fearless paper figures around them seemed to have received some kind of order, and they all retreated in unison, making way for a wide passage.

From the thick fog at the end of the street came a series of extremely heavy footsteps.

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

With each step, the ground trembled violently, even causing the nearby gravel to bounce.

Immediately afterwards, a huge black shadow nearly three meters tall slowly emerged from the gray mist.

It was a headless corpse wearing tattered armor.

In its hand, it dragged a horse-slaying sword the size of a door panel.

The blade scraped against the bluestone slab, producing a long, teeth-grinding, ear-piercing sound, and sparks flew everywhere.

And the most chilling thing is...

On the back of that horse-slaying sword, seven or eight bloody human heads were strung together with wire.

The largest one was staring with its eyes wide open in death.

Elder Feng's voice trembled the moment he saw the human head clearly.

"The sword... the Sword King..."

That head belonged to the Northern Sword King!

Elder Feng's eyes were bulging with tears, and it felt as if all the blood in his body had been drained in that instant, leaving his hands and feet ice-cold.

The Sword King, a peerless expert at the peak of the Celestial Realm, one of the strongest fighters in their team, was actually dead! And his death was so humiliating, his head was skewered on a knife like a piece of cured meat!

"roar--!"

Before everyone could recover from this horrifying fact, the nearly three-meter-tall headless armored corpse moved.

It took heavy steps, each step making a dull thud on the bluestone slabs, like a primordial beast crawling out of the depths of hell.

A terrifying aura, far more terrifying than all the previous paper figures combined, suddenly erupted, pressing down on everyone present until they could barely breathe.

"Attack together! Kill it!"

The hottest-tempered protector from the Southern Frontier was the first to react. He let out a deafening roar, his muscles bulging and veins bulging, and he charged forward like an enraged bull.

"Mountain-Splitting Fist!"

He threw a punch, the air was compressed and exploded, emitting a sharp whistling sound, and the force of the punch even plowed a shallow furrow in the ground.

This punch is enough to shatter monuments and split rocks!

"when!"

A deafening clang of metal clashing.

The fist of the Southern Border Guardian slammed solidly into the breastplate of the headless corpse.

However, the terrifying force, enough to collapse a small mountain, only made the headless corpse's massive body sway slightly.

There wasn't even a fist mark left on the chest plate.

"What?!"

The guardian of the southern border's expression changed drastically.

Before he could back away, the headless corpse made a move.

The massive door-shaped blade trailing behind it swept out with a speed and angle that completely defied the laws of physics!

call--!

The blade tore through the air, creating a sharp, piercing sound.

The guardian of the southern border's pupils contracted sharply, and he only had time to cross his arms in front of his chest to protect himself.

"Bang!"

He was thrown backward like a cannonball, as if hit by a speeding truck, and crashed into a building more than ten meters away. The walls collapsed instantly, burying him.