Under One Person, your rebellious life has reached the heavens?

"Old Lu, Master Jiang, over here!"

"Huanjin, come quickly to pay your respects to your two seniors."

"Junior Zhao Huanjin greets you both," the plump Taoist priest said, bowing respectfully.

"Ready?"

Jiang Mo couldn't help but glance to the distance, surveying the boundless Gobi Desert once more. When he arrived at his destination earlier, he had vaguely sensed an unusual aura.

Meanwhile, the assassins lurking in multiple directions, even those eight hundred meters away monitoring their target with binoculars, inexplicably felt a bad premonition. Just now, they had a strong illusion that the white-haired youth in the black robe was staring at them.

Upon hearing Jiang Mo's greeting, Zhang Zhiwei remained calm and replied:

"It's alright, but my old bones are a bit loose now, not like when I was younger. If a fight breaks out later, I might not have the energy to keep an eye on this little apprentice. I'll have to trouble you and Old Lu to keep an eye on him."

"it is good."

As Lu Jin agreed, Jiang Mo's true qi sank into the ground, instantly covering an area of ​​a thousand meters and connecting with every inch of soil. In an instant, the assassins lying in ambush were within arm's reach of him.

"Someone is watching you."

"...Is that so? That's normal."

Zhang Zhiwei seemed to have anticipated this. While meditating last night, he had a vague sense of unease, a sign that danger was approaching. However, for the safety of his disciple Zhao Huanjin, he could not leave alone to investigate.

"No problem, I'll capture them right now."

Jiang Mo locked onto the location of the four assassins, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he unleashed a true technique at will. Suddenly, countless energies of rock and earth converged, transforming into a giant hand of sand that burst forth from the ground and suppressed the assassins lurking on the surface of the Gobi Desert.

"Boom!!"

A faint sound came from afar, and billowing smoke rose like four mushroom clouds. Within the area covered by true qi, Jiang Mo was the absolute ruler, able to control the matter of this world at will.

"call out--!"

Four afterimages streaked through the air, each bound and unable to move by a giant hand made of sand, in a state of panic. Less than ten seconds after making eye contact with the white-haired youth, such a dramatic change occurred, and they were exposed even before the mission began.

Looking at the four large-caliber anti-materiel sniper rifles, Zhang Zhiwei, still made of flesh and blood, could only manage a bitter smile:

"They really think highly of an old man like me..."

He recognized this level of weapon; it was specifically designed to snipe tanks and helicopters. Without the golden aura protecting him, he would likely die on the spot from a single shot.

Moreover, even with the golden light, he hadn't personally tested the firearm's power, so he wasn't sure if it could actually defend against him.

With a faint "thud," an assassin sensed something was wrong and hastily bit into the venom hidden in his teeth, swallowing it. Within seconds, he foamed at the mouth and died from organ failure.

Coincidentally, the other two assassins were just as ruthless, giving no chance for interrogation whatsoever.

Only the strongest elite hesitated for a moment, but Jiang Mo directly used the Triple True Technique to sweep through all his innate Qi, causing his physical strength to suddenly deplete, making him look as if he had aged forty or fifty years. Countless Qi took this opportunity to penetrate his body and completely control him.

"Who sent you?" Jiang Mo questioned, his calm gaze containing an unapproachable air of authority.

"I...kill me..." the assassin refused to reveal the truth.

"It's alright, you'll tell me."

Jiang Mo activated the Soul-Shattering Spell, and in an instant, the assassin's brain felt as if it were being torn apart. He howled incessantly and begged for mercy.

"what!!!"

"Stop...stop...ah!!"

The assassin was in a frenzied state; he struggled desperately, his eyes bloodshot and ferocious.

However, Jiang Mo continued to output pain, constantly approaching the limit of the man's soul collapse. He remained indifferent and ignored the tragic pleas.

"The Wang... the Wang family..."

“Wang Ai…”

"kill me!!"

"what!!!"

The man's flesh began to melt away inch by inch, and he died without ever getting a quick death.

With the deaths of the four men, the sand binding them began to dissipate, leaving behind four sniper rifles and some combat tools.

"Who do we have here? It's that fat old man from the Wang family..."

Zhang Zhiwei was contemplating murder, and he was now wondering if Wang Ai would come to watch his misfortune unfold.

"Huanjin, do you know how to use this thing?"

"I'll take a look."

After some searching, Zhao Huanjin discovered that all four guns were loaded and ready to fire. As long as the trigger was pulled, the armor-piercing rounds inside would be fired instantly, but the exact kill radius was still unclear.

Meanwhile, Zhang Zhiwei and Lu Jin searched the body and found a cell phone on the assassin captain that used satellite-encrypted communication, containing a number that had been dialed not long ago.

"If I call, I can mimic your voice."

Jiang Mo plundered the other party's innate Qi. He used his profound skills to transform himself into the appearance of the assassin captain. This was not a simple disguise, but a true transformation of his body from the outside in. He had mastered this technique when he was in seclusion at the second stage of his Profound Life Realm, but he had hardly ever used it.

Lu Jin followed his instructions and pressed the call button: "Beep beep beep..."

A few seconds later, the call connected, and Wang Ai's voice was mixed in with the roaring noise of propellers.

"what happened?"

Jiang Mo, after taking the phone, calmly said:

"The target is about to enter our blind spot. We're too far away to follow it properly, and we're afraid of arousing their suspicion. Should we make our move now?"

"...Keep waiting."

Wang Ai's voice sounded somewhat anxious; he seemed to be losing his composure as well.

He changed his mind as soon as he finished speaking: "If we are more than 80% sure, we can give it a try."

"Ah."

Jiang Mo gave a simple reply and hung up the phone. The phone vanished in his palm like dust, and the traces of the people on the ground were easily erased and buried under the yellow sand.

"Old Zhang, what are you planning to do? If it were me, I would give him a taste of his own medicine."

Lu Jin suggested killing Wang Ai.

"Sigh... Lao Lu, you really understand me."

"Huanjin, do you know how to use this iron lump? Find a good spot later, and when you see that fat guy, shoot him in the head."

Zhang Zhiwei pointed to the sniper rifle on the ground and asked his disciple.

"This disciple cannot guarantee that the shot will hit the head if the distance is too far."

"If you hit the torso, the success rate will be much higher. Actually, I've seen this kind of sniper rifle on my phone before. It doesn't matter where you hit it, the effect is about the same. As long as you get a glancing blow, the person is gone. It's a big hole."

Zhao Huanjin seemed to have some doubts about his abilities, and then said:

"However, Master, this is my first time using this thing, so I can't say for sure; also, the people from the company should come with Wang Ai, is it really okay for them to handle this?"

“No problem. You just run as fast as you can after you fired the shot. They won’t be able to catch you. Besides, Quanxing is also there. They’re not sure who they’ll suspect.”

As soon as Zhang Zhiwei finished speaking, Jiang Mo beckoned Zhao Huanjin over, used his profound power to reshape his bones and appearance, even changing his Taoist robes, and handed him a hastily made talisman, saying:

“After you fire, tear it apart, and then go back to your Uncle Jinzhong. The people in the company won’t have time to pay attention to you.”

"Thank you so much, Master Jiang."

Zhao Huanjin accepted the talisman with both hands, his expression dignified. Lu Jin then led him to choose a suitable ambush position and constructed a special cover for him to conceal his body.

Gong Qing, who witnessed the whole process, was covered in cold sweat and deeply shocked.

To prevent him from revealing secrets or escaping, Jiang Mo unleashed several bursts of Qi energy, instantly crippling his hands, fingers, and vocal cords. The Quanxing leader coughed up blood, clutching his throat and kneeling on the ground in a sorry state, his eyes filled with terror.

Zhang Zhiwei lowered his eyes and looked on without saying anything. After the Quanxing members who had fought back were executed, Gong Qing was the last one.

Chapter 263 Wang Ai Dies Suddenly

The clear weather didn't last long. Around 10 a.m., a storm seemed to be brewing, with boundless dark clouds covering the sky and muffled thunder rumbling from the depths.

In the distance, helicopters appeared one after another, revealing the company's senior executives and the "Ten Elders." They had been prepared since receiving the news yesterday and were the first to arrive at the scene to dissuade the company.

Feng Zhenghao, Guan Shihua, Lü Ci, and Xie Kong were absent.

Wang Ai, Chen Jinkui, Mu You, and Na Ruhu followed the company's two senior executives, Bi Youlong and Chairman Su, to the event. In addition, there was a group of employees from Nadutong whose strength was unclear.

When Wang Ai saw Jiang Mo, Lu Jin, and Zhang Zhiwei of the Sanyi Sect standing together, a sinister glint appeared in his eyes, and his heart rate suddenly increased, fearing that his assassination plan would be thwarted.

"Ugh...uh...."

What appeared before everyone was the Quanxing Sect Leader, whose mouth was full of blood, kneeling on the ground, reaching out to them for help. Wang Ai, in particular, felt a sudden sense of disgust as she watched the man's incoherent babbling.

Soon, the two sides began negotiations.

Bi Youlong's face was ashen, and he said without any politeness, "Celestial Master... Zhang Zhiwei, stop and come back with us."

"My purpose in coming down the mountain this time is to wipe out the Quanxing sect. How can I return empty-handed? I am ashamed to have troubled the company with this."

Although Zhang Zhiwei spoke politely, he refused to back down an inch.

Upon hearing this, Chairman Su, who was standing to the side, added:

“Master, let’s discuss this properly when we get back. We know you’re upset, but such recklessness could lead to irreparable consequences if you fall into the hands of Quanxing. At that time, a war between good and evil will break out in the world of supernatural beings, and who knows how many people will die. Take my advice and think twice before you act.”

"No need for further persuasion. My mind is made up. Life and death are in the hands of fate. If I can clear away some troubles for future generations, what does it matter if I sacrifice this old body of mine?"

Both sides tried to persuade Zhang Zhiwei with a combination of soft and hard tactics, but to no avail. With Lu Jin and Jiang Mo present, Wang Ai, feeling apprehensive, obediently remained silent and dared not interrupt.

“Celestial Master, have you considered the ordinary people? With your antics, countless Quanxing demons will be driven to the brink of despair. In extreme circumstances, they might do anything to trample on social order and harm the innocent.”

"Can you bear the responsibility then? Don't say I didn't warn you. If you stop now, you can still turn back. The company is also willing to help you properly handle this Quanxing mountain-climbing incident."

Bi Youlong spoke with great conviction, but Zhang Zhiwei ignored him, muttering to himself:

"If I don't wipe them all out, am I supposed to pray that these demons will behave themselves?"

"If they dare to gather and attack my Celestial Master's Mansion today, they will dare to attack other sects at will tomorrow, and even kidnap the ordinary people you mentioned to threaten you."

"I'm sorry, gentlemen, but I cannot tolerate them."

"There's no point in saying more. I'm not in the mood to waste time with you guys today. I've already spoken to Lao Lu. If any of you want to stop me, you'll have to get past him first."

Zhang Zhiwei looked ahead, peering through the gap between the company's senior executives and the Ten Elders, and saw a group of menacing demons approaching from not far away. He was ready to fight.

"Zhang Zhiwei!"

Bi Youlong shouted angrily, his eyes almost spitting fire. If the other party still didn't know what was good for him after all his admonitions, then he wouldn't be so ruthless.

Immediately, Ru Hu received a signal from Bi Youlong and slowly stepped forward.

He was as big and strong as a bear, the tallest and most imposing man present. Even his hands were rough and thick like millstones, several times larger than those of an average person.

"Master, do you think... we should stop for a while?"

Faced with a respected senior, Na Ruhu was caught in the middle and found himself in a difficult position. He understood Zhang Zhiwei's behavior and did not want to hurt Lu Jin's feelings, but under pressure from Bi Youlong, he had no choice but to step in and act as a peacemaker.

Before Zhang Zhiwei could respond, Lu Jin had already answered for him:

"There's no need for that. As long as I'm here, anyone who wants to get in his way will have to ask for my permission first."

Lu Jin rolled up the sleeves of his suit jacket, revealing his strong wrists.

His resolute attitude had already given the answer. His once pale hair had silently transformed into a frosty white, and a terrifying sense of oppression swept over him like a tsunami.

Even the four elders and two directors, with their extensive experience, couldn't help but change their expressions. Lu Jin's strength was completely different from what they had expected; it was worlds apart.

"Grandpa Lu... this is a difficult situation for me."

He stood rooted to the spot, his previously steady breathing becoming slightly rapid, and the skin all over his body tensing up unconsciously—an instinctive reaction when facing danger.

"You can't do it."

Lu Jin activated all three levels, his true qi resonating with his flesh and blood, instantly reaching his peak strength. He allowed the so-called two heroes to act as they pleased, making it clear that he had the absolute ability to stop them.

"Please forgive my rudeness."

Like a tiger, it first offered polite words before resorting to force. As soon as it finished speaking, it launched a sudden and fierce attack, charging sideways and attempting to win by brute force.

"boom!"

A fierce wind howled, and Lu Jin raised his right hand and pressed it on the tiger-like shoulder. The immense force prevented him from moving forward an inch, and even the sand beneath his feet was deeply dented, yet he still made no progress.

"!!!"