After descending the mountain, my aloof fiancée became completely devoted to me.

A flurry of blades, carrying a sinister aura, accompanied the flanking attacks of over a dozen Blood Shadow Pavilion assassins as they swept towards Lin Ping. The blades pierced the air with a sharp, piercing sound.

Just as Aru was about to step forward to fight, she was steadily blocked by a gentle force.

"No need to lift a finger, they're just a bunch of small fry."

Lin Ping spoke calmly, stepped forward, put one hand behind his back, and adopted a relaxed and casual posture.

But the moment he channeled his power, an invisible force of confinement suddenly enveloped his body, causing the martial arts divine power surging within his meridians to stagnate by more than half. His originally unimpeded cultivation was suppressed and forcibly locked at the half-master level.

The immense suppressive force originated from the entire Southern Xinjiang mountain range, where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was strangely distorted, interacting with and countering the cultivation techniques within his body, firmly restraining his peak combat power.

"Hahaha!"

Upon seeing this, the old man in black robes threw his head back and burst into arrogant laughter, his eyes filled with mockery and smugness. "Lin Ping! Do you think we deliberately lured you into the Southern Frontier? The natural order here is designed to suppress your martial arts foundation! No matter how skilled you are, once you enter our Southern Frontier territory, your cultivation will be halved! Today, let's see how you turn the tide!"

The morale of the group of black-clad assassins soared, and their attacks became increasingly fierce, with blades flashing and killing moves coming one after another.

Adele and Arlene's expressions changed drastically, and they instinctively moved closer together, filled with anxiety.

Only Ake, hiding in the back, had her head down, a sinister smile hidden at the corner of her mouth that no one noticed.

Lin Ping's gaze darkened slightly, and he instantly grasped the entire plan.

The Blood Shadow Pavilion did not simply set up an ambush to kill him. Instead, they had already figured out the weaknesses in his cultivation techniques, used the unique terrain of the Southern Frontier to suppress his cultivation, and then took advantage of the chaos in the secret realm to surround and kill him. They were extremely meticulous and calculated, proceeding step by step.

In an instant, he had a way to break the deadlock.

So what if my cultivation is suppressed?

He roamed the martial arts realm and crushed powerful enemies from various sects, relying not on a single cultivation level, but on his well-honed foundation in combat and his mastery of ancient martial arts techniques!

"A frog at the bottom of a well dares to talk about suppressing me?"

Lin Ping snorted coldly, no longer urging the suppressed Supreme Divine Power, but only using half of his cultivation, combined with his most refined old-fashioned martial arts foundation, and his figure suddenly shot out.

There was no earth-shattering aura, the movements were simple and unadorned, yet they were so fast that they left no afterimages.

Before one of the assassins at the forefront could even see his movements, a cracking sound came from his wrist, and his long sword flew out of his hand. He was thrown back by a clever force and crashed heavily onto the rocks, spitting out blood and instantly losing his fighting ability.

Bang bang bang!

The sounds of continuous impacts rose and fell.

Lin Ping weaved through the crowd, his palm strikes swift and precise, each blow landing on the vital points of the assassin's meridians.

With half of his cultivation combined with top-tier martial arts, he could easily crush these assassins who relied on murderous aura to quickly achieve their power.

In less than three breaths, more than a dozen fierce Blood Shadow Pavilion elites fell to the ground, groaning in pain, their bones broken and dislocated, utterly routed, no longer able to get up and fight.

The place was a mess, and the murderous aura had dissipated.

The black-robed elder's maniacal laughter froze instantly, his pupils contracted sharply, and his face was filled with disbelief. He roared in a low voice, "Impossible! Your cultivation was suppressed by the overwhelming force, how could you still retain such combat power?!"

He had devoted his life to martial arts and had never seen anyone who, despite being restricted by their cultivation level, could still unleash such terrifying killing power.

Lin Ping flashed and appeared in front of the old man in an instant. His five fingers were like iron clamps, gripping the old man's neck tightly. The force locked in, making it difficult for the old man to breathe and his face turned purple.

"Tell me! Where are you holding Shen Aoxue captive?"

Lin Ping's voice was icy cold, and his oppressive aura pressed directly against the soul.

The old man in black robes felt a sharp pain in his neck, his meridians were locked, and his bones cracked all over. Extreme pain swept through his body, yet he still gritted his teeth and grinned maliciously: "The outcome is already decided... Your cultivation is suppressed, and you will die in the secret realm sooner or later... Don't even think about getting a single piece of information out of me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, billowing black smoke rose from the old man's body, and his skin, flesh, and meridians instantly dissolved.

"Self-destruction of the soul?"

Lin Ping raised his eyebrows slightly and loosened his fingers.

The black smoke dissipated in mid-air in an instant, leaving no trace of the old man's body, not even a trace of his breath, completely eliminating any possibility of interrogation.

Lin Ping looked up at the rolling mountains of southern Xinjiang, and his mind became completely clear.

The spiritual energy here flows in a unique way, forming a natural world that restrains his martial arts. The Blood Shadow Pavilion kidnapped Shen Aoxue here to exploit his weaknesses, using her as a hostage to control him and using the terrain to their advantage, gradually wearing him down.

Even if the road ahead is fraught with danger and full of schemes, he has no other choice.

He will definitely save Shen Aoxue!

Pulling himself back to his senses, Lin Ping turned to the group behind him, his tone calm: "The situation here is dangerous, and the terrain is too weak for my cultivation. It would be too risky for you to stay with me. I'll take you into the city to settle down first, and then I'll go into the mountains alone to search for someone."

Although Adele and Alou were full of worries, they knew that Lin Pingxing was a reliable person, so they obediently nodded in agreement.

Only Ake's eyes were red-rimmed, and she timidly clutched the hem of her clothes, looking terrified: "Brother, this place is so scary. I've never seen anything so terrifying before. I'm afraid to live alone..."

The group quickly drove into the city of southern Xinjiang and checked into the highest-standard hotel in the area.

After settling into their rooms, Adele and Aru went back to their rooms to rest, leaving only Zhu Xiaohan and Ake in the corridor.

The timid and obedient Ake's panic vanished almost instantly. She still gently tugged at Zhu Xiaohan's sleeve and said softly, "Sister Xiaohan, I'm really scared. Can I share a room with you tonight? I'm too scared to be alone..."

She maintained her harmless, ingratiating demeanor, trying to continue feigning weakness and blending in with the crowd to spy on them.

Zhu Xiaohan turned around, her cold gaze locking onto her directly, devoid of any of her previous gentleness, her eyes filled with a chilling coldness and a sharpness that seemed to see through everything.

She was too lazy to play along anymore, and her voice was cold and direct, showing no mercy: "No need to pretend anymore."

Ake froze, her sweet smile instantly turning to ice.

"Your attempts to appear weak and ingratiating, to play the victim and cling to others, might fool Lin Ping, but they won't fool me." Zhu Xiaohan stepped forward, exuding an aura of authority, staring intently into the depths of A Ke's eyes. "I'm not Lin Ping, and I won't fall for your pretense."

"Your origins are mysterious, you have ulterior motives, you deliberately approached Lin Ping, and you set up a trap step by step. From the moment you appeared, you have never been innocent."

Her voice was cold, each word piercing through Ake's disguise.

Ake's hands, hanging by her sides, suddenly clenched. The timidity in her eyes completely disappeared, and a deep shadow quietly emerged, which she quickly suppressed in an instant.

She kept her head down, seemingly docile, but in her heart, scheming and murderous intent were already quietly brewing.

Ake shuddered, hurriedly raised her head, her eyes instantly reddening, her tone filled with panic and grievance that she tried her best to hide.

"Sister Xiaohan, you've misunderstood me. I was just scared. I didn't have any bad intentions. I just wanted to stay with my brother safely."

She spoke rapidly, trying her best to explain, but a hint of panic flashed across her eyes.

Zhu Xiaohan looked down at her coldly, her expression icy and unmoved: "No need to explain. I see right through you."