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

one move!

With just one move, a master of external martial arts, whose strength was comparable to the late stage of the Celestial Realm, was severely injured and his fate was unknown!

The entire audience gasped.

"What the hell is this monster?! A living corpse?" Elder Feng's voice trembled.

"Moon Cicada! Go!"

The little Gu woman, Chi Yue, turned pale. She suddenly waved her short flute, and a swarm of black Gu worms transformed into a dark cloud, sweeping towards the headless corpse.

This is her natal Gu worm, which feeds on spiritual energy!

These worms could even devour tough paper figures. However, when they approached within a meter of the headless corpse, wisps of gray-black death energy suddenly emerged from the gaps in the tattered armor on the corpse.

"Sizzle sizzle..."

The swarm of Gu worms crashed into the deathly aura like moths to a flame, falling to the ground in droves and instantly losing all life.

Chi Yue groaned, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, clearly indicating that her natal Gu had suffered a backlash.

"You beast! Cease your arrogance!"

In the Northern Martial Arts Alliance, another expert at the late stage of the Celestial Realm roared angrily. His figure moved like lightning, circling around to the side and rear of the headless corpse. The long sword in his hand transformed into a cold light, piercing straight into the gap in the opponent's neck.

He had a good idea. No matter how strong a headless corpse is, it is still a corpse. The severed neck is bound to be its weak point!

However, the headless corpse did not turn around at all.

Its massive door-shaped blade was strangely swung backward!

"Pfft!"

Blood splattered.

Before the smug look on the face of that late-stage Celestial Realm expert could fade, his body was split in two at the waist.

His upper body was suspended in mid-air, and he looked down at his departing lower body, his eyes filled with unbelievable despair.

"No……"

Before the words were even finished, life was cut off.

Another expert at the Celestial Realm has fallen on the spot!

An overwhelming sense of fear enveloped the remaining people.

How the hell are we supposed to fight like this?

Invulnerable to blades and spears, possessing immense strength, ridiculously fast speed, and unpredictable attack angles.

This is something that no human can contend with!

"grandfather……"

In the corner, Jiang Yu'er was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she clung tightly to Jiang Xiaotian's arm.

"Don't move! Don't move!" Jiang Xiaotian grabbed his granddaughter and pressed her body down so low that he didn't even dare to breathe.

He looked at the god of death with lingering fear.

Are you kidding me? Monsters of this level are just easy prey!

Just as everyone was in despair, a clear and resounding shout rang out like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

"How dare a mere walking corpse act so presumptuously here!"

Zhang Huaiyu formed a hand seal, took a step forward, and his Taoist robe fluttered without wind.

"The Five Thunder Orthodox Method, by imperial decree! Destroy evil!"

He pointed his fingers like a sword at the headless corpse from afar.

"Boom!"

A bolt of azure lightning, as thick as an arm, appeared out of thin air, tearing through the gray mist and striking the headless corpse squarely on the top of its head!

"Awooo—!"

A mournful roar, inhuman in sound, erupted from the headless corpse's chest.

The seemingly indestructible body trembled violently under the bombardment of lightning, most of the deathly aura surrounding it was dispersed, and its movements froze for a moment.

it works!

Everyone's eyes lit up!

"The thunder magic of the Celestial Masters sect is indeed the nemesis of these evil spirits!" Elder Feng was both surprised and delighted.

"Everyone! This beast fears thunder magic! I'll lead the attack, and you can support me from the sides. There's still a chance!" Zhang Huaiyu shouted, pulling out another stack of yellow talismans from his robes.

"good!"

The will to survive overcame the fear, and everyone's spirits soared. They all channeled their inner energy and attacked the headless corpse from all directions.

In an instant, swords flashed and fists whistled.

"Boom!"

A bolt of azure lightning struck the headless corpse squarely on the forehead.

Armor plates flew everywhere.

Zhang Huaiyu's hand, which was forming a magic seal, trembled violently.

After the lightning exploded, the headless corpse only paused for half a second. A patch of charred black appeared on its tattered armor, without even a scratch on the skin.

Roar!

The headless corpse let out a muffled roar, and its massive blade, as wide as a door panel, drew a trail of sparks on the ground before being swung around and slashed forward.

The force of the blade ripped a large section of the bluestone slabs off the ground.

Forced back seven or eight steps by the gust of wind, Zhang Huaiyu felt his blood churning in his chest, and he almost dropped the yellow talisman in his hand.

Beyond the ruins, the Southern Border Protector crawled out from behind the rubble, spitting out a mouthful of purplish-black blood.

His once-proudly strong physique was now covered in cracks of all sizes.

"What's the point of fighting now!" he cursed, too exhausted to even stand up straight.

Chi Yue's situation is even worse.

The piccolo in her hand cracked open, and at least half of the dark clouds that had been surrounding her dispersed.

The natal Gu worms fell to the ground and remained motionless upon being touched by the gray-black death energy.

She clutched her chest, her face deathly pale.

"Elder Feng, we can't hold on any longer!"

Several loud shouts came from ahead.

Elder Feng, along with the remaining few experts at the Celestial Realm, were frantically circling the headless corpse.

Their swords and knives struck each other, leaving only white marks.

The headless corpse slashed diagonally with a backhand stroke.

"Get out of the way!" Elder Feng shouted at the top of his lungs.

A celestial master wielding a sword nearby was a beat slower.

The giant blade grazed his shoulder.

puff!

The right arm that was holding the sword exploded into a cloud of blood mist, leaving not even a bone fragment.

"ah--!"

The man clutched his bleeding wound, writhing in agony on the ground.

The others were so frightened that they quickly put some distance between themselves, and no one dared to take another step forward.

Behind the broken wall not far away.

Jiang Yu'er gripped Jiang Xiaotian's sleeves tightly with both hands.

"Grandpa..." she began to say.

Jiang Xiaotian covered her mouth with one hand and pressed her firmly to the ground with the other.

"Don't move!" Jiang Xiaotian shouted, sweat dripping from his forehead. "This monster is impossible to fight. Even a Celestial Realm Perfection expert would be throwing their lives away! We'll just stay here and wait. Whoever steps forward will die!"

In the middle of the street.

Zhang Huaiyu was panting heavily; the true energy in his dantian was almost depleted.

He glanced at the heavily injured martial artist lying on the ground, then at the headless corpse approaching step by step, and gritted his teeth.

He reached into his robes and pulled out a blood-red jade talisman.

This was the life-saving trump card given to him by the old celestial master before he descended the mountain. Once used, it would consume at least half of his life essence.

"I'll risk it!" Zhang Huaiyu bit his tongue, preparing to spit blood onto the jade talisman.

"A mere walking corpse has made you so-called experts look so pathetic?"

An extremely casual voice drifted over from the end of the street.

The sound wasn't loud.

But it drew the attention of everyone present.

Elder Feng, Chi Yue, and Zhang Huaiyu, who was preparing to fight to the death, all turned their heads at the same time.

The thick fog dissipated.

But then Ye An strolled over slowly, stepping on the bluestone slabs.

Anya followed beside him, looking left and right without showing any sign of nervousness; she acted as if she were just strolling through a tourist attraction.

Behind them were He Zhenshan and his group.

The style of these people's paintings is completely out of place with the horrific scene of severed limbs scattered all over the ground.

"How did they get in?" Elder Feng was stunned.

Before they could figure out the problem...

The headless corpse suddenly stopped.

The gray-black death energy churned violently around its headless neck. It abandoned Zhang Huaiyu and the others, its massive body abruptly turning to face Ye An.

Roar!

The roar made the window frames on both sides creak.

The headless corpse gripped the massive blade of the door panel with both hands, and with its two thick legs striding forward, it charged towards Ye An with extreme ferocity.

With each step he took, the ground shook violently.

"Watch out!" Zhang Huaiyu shouted instinctively to warn him.

Ye An stood still, without even blinking.

He pulled his right hand out of his pocket, put his index and middle fingers together, and casually flicked it at the enormous thing rushing towards him.

A wisp of crimson sword energy flew out from the fingertip.

There was no earth-shattering sound, nor any dazzling light.

The sword energy so lightly pierced into the headless corpse's toughest breastplate.

The headless corpse, which had been running wildly, suddenly froze.

Its giant blade, raised high, hovered in mid-air, less than half a meter above Ye An's head.

Immediately afterwards, the churning, violent death aura emanating from its body vanished completely.

Click.

A very faint, crisp sound came from its body.

next second.

That nearly three-meter-tall, incredibly powerful body, which even heavenly lightning couldn't shatter, collapsed completely from the inside out.

Large swaths of fly ash drifted away in the wind.

The tattered armor and the giant blade lost their support and crashed to the ground with a dull thud.

Not even a bone was left.

It was extremely quiet around us.

Elder Feng's mouth dropped open, his jaw almost falling to the ground.

Chi Yue rubbed her eyes, her face full of disbelief.

She glanced at the pile of completely destroyed armor on the ground, then at Ye An, who had stood in the same spot the whole time, without even changing his posture.

What happened?

A storm raged in Chi Yue's heart.

Could it be him?

The moment the thought crossed her mind, she immediately put it out.

Impossible! She didn't recognize this person at all. He looked completely ordinary. How could he possibly have the power to instantly kill this terrifying ghost?

It should be noted that even a brilliant and talented individual like Zhang Huaiyu, the Little Celestial Master, could only temporarily force him to retreat...

Oh, right, Little Celestial Master!

A flash of inspiration struck Chi Yue, and she instantly "rationalized" everything.

It must be that incredibly powerful lightning spell from before!

It seemed like they had only repelled the monster, but in reality, they had hidden a secret, injecting a destructive force into its interior, which had only now fully erupted!

Yes, that must be it!

This thought instantly made her feel at ease.

Sudden.

Elder Feng slapped his thigh and turned around abruptly, staring intently at Zhang Huaiyu.

His old face instantly filled with excitement and fervor.

"Little Celestial Master, you are truly mighty!" Elder Feng shouted, his voice cracking.

"I understand now! So your lightning technique just now was a concealed attack! You secretly left a backup plan within that demon, destroying its core from the inside! I am utterly impressed!"

These words were spoken.

The surviving martial artists around were stunned at first, but then they all realized what was happening.

Yup!

The young man barely lifted his hand; he just flicked his finger, and the monster shattered.

That's absolutely impossible!

Besides the Little Celestial Master's burst of hidden lightning energy, what other explanation could there be?

Surely it couldn't be that some young man in his early twenties who could defeat a monster that even a Celestial Perfection cultivator couldn't beat?

That's absolutely ridiculous!

"Thank you so much, Little Celestial Master, for saving my life!"

"The thunder magic of Longhu Mountain is truly unparalleled; it can even kill such a peerless demon with a single blow!"

"I knew the Celestial Masters' thunder magic couldn't be useless! If the young Celestial Master hadn't had a backup plan, we'd all be dead here today!"

The streets were filled with a deafening roar of thanks.

Despite their injuries, a group of powerful figures at the Celestial Realm bowed to Zhang Huaiyu, their faces filled with relief at having escaped death.

Chi Yue echoed, "The Celestial Masters sect has a profound foundation; I've truly witnessed it today."

Zhang Huaiyu was bewildered by this sudden turn of events.

He stood there blankly, holding the jade talisman that hadn't yet bled, his mouth slightly agape, his palms sweaty.

A second move?

Did I keep a backup plan?

How come I didn't know?

He knew perfectly well his own limitations after that Five Thunderbolts Technique.

The lightning bolt was indeed aimed at the opponent's vitals, but what was the result?

It's like hitting an armored vehicle with a rock; all you hear is a bang and a little smoke, but you don't even create a dent.

He was prepared to risk depleting his life essence and using the life-saving trump card bestowed upon him by his sect.

Can……

Zhang Huaiyu's gaze passed through the frenzied crowd and landed on the young man who remained calm and composed throughout.

The scorching heat that had made his heart race just now clearly came from that person's fingertips.

It was just a light flick.

Then, that terrifying corpse puppet, which could even slaughter a sword king at the peak of the Celestial Realm, disappeared.

"No...it wasn't me..."

Zhang Huaiyu tried to explain, but his voice was immediately drowned out by a new wave of even more enthusiastic cheers.

Elder Feng grabbed his arm, tears streaming down his face, "Young Celestial Master, please don't be so modest! If it weren't for you, we would all be here today! You are our savior!"

Zhang Huaiyu opened his mouth, but looking at Elder Feng's sincere and fervent face, the rest of his words stuck in his throat.

How is he supposed to explain this?

You're saying you've got it wrong? The one who actually killed the monster was that seemingly harmless young man over there?

Who believes it?

If he said this, people would either think he was insulting them or that he had been terrified by the monster he had just seen.

Zhang Huaiyu felt dizzy and surrounded by people, experiencing an indescribable sense of absurdity.

Ye An, the one who started all of this, simply strode forward and walked straight toward the broken wall where the Jiang family grandfather and grandson were hiding.

He Zhenshan and the others immediately followed. They looked at Zhang Huaiyu, who was surrounded by people as if he were a god, and then at their own Master Ye, who was strolling leisurely. Their awe had risen to an unprecedented level.

True big shots don't care about such empty titles.

"Old Jiang, Yu'er, are you alright?"

Ye An's voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly to the corner of the wall.

"Brother Ye!"

A surprised female voice rang out, and Jiang Yu'er, like a cheerful little rabbit, hopped out from behind the wall and ran to Ye An's side in a few steps.

There was no trace of fear or exhaustion on her face; instead, she had a blush of excitement that made her small face look especially beautiful in the dim light.