With his formidable strength, what did Lin Yun have to fear?
In Jiang’an Prefecture, there were three targets. It took Lin Yun four months to deal with two of them.
The second target alone took over three months to track down, as these targets were often elusive, and the Fire Cloud Emperor’s intelligence, while detailed, still required Lin Yun to expend effort to locate them.
After eliminating two, only one target remained in Jiang’an Prefecture.
On a mountain peak in Jiang’an Prefecture.
Lin Yun stood, holding a piece of intelligence.
“This is the last target in Jiang’an Prefecture,” he said, staring at the document.
This final target was a calamity realm cultivator, which was why Lin Yun saved him for last.
Known as Old Monster Yan, he practiced an extremely sinister technique, boosting his strength by absorbing the yin energy of young women. His victims suffered immense pain before dying horribly within a day, leaving behind deep resentment.
Thus, his karmic debts were extraordinarily heavy!
“Old Monster Yan is currently at the Wu Family Fortress in Helan County. He’s been staying there for years, so he won’t be hard to find!” Lin Yun smiled.
This last target, though powerful, had a fixed location clearly noted in the intelligence, sparing Lin Yun the trouble of a long search.
He summoned his flying boat and headed straight for the Wu Family Fortress!
…
Under the blazing sun.
The Wu Family Fortress was in an extremely remote, hidden location.
Inside the fortress.
A group of Wu Family cultivators in red robes escorted thousands of young women into the fortress, all of whom were crying.
“Move faster!” the escorting cultivators shouted.
“Sister, are we going to die?” a young, innocent girl clutched her slightly older sister, tears in her eyes.
“Don’t cry, little sister. We… we’ll be fine,” the older sister forced a smile, comforting her.
But deep down, she knew their chances of survival were slim.
What could she do? In this world, the weak were like ants, with no power to resist!
In the fortress’s main hall.
A grotesquely ugly middle-aged man sat at the front—Lin Yun’s target, Old Monster Yan!
At that moment, the Wu Family patriarch, dressed in a brocade robe, entered.
“Brother Yan, this month’s ‘rations’ have been brought back, all under twenty,” the patriarch said with a grin.
“Haha, good! Lock them up and send ten to my room. I’ll be there soon,” Old Monster Yan said with a sinister smile.
“Yes!” the patriarch replied promptly.
Boom!
Suddenly, a massive tremor came from outside.
“What’s that? The protective array’s activated! Someone’s attacking the fortress?” The patriarch’s face changed drastically.
“Who dares attack my Wu Family Fortress!” Old Monster Yan stood, enraged.
A guard rushed in.
“Patriarch, a ninth-stage tribulation realm cultivator is charging the fortress from the air. The protective array’s activated, and he’s attacking it!” the guard reported urgently.
“Ninth-stage tribulation realm? Why would someone like that attack us?” The patriarch was horrified.
To him, a ninth-stage tribulation realm cultivator was far beyond what the Wu Family could handle!
“Patriarch Wu, why panic? What’s a ninth-stage tribulation realm to me? I can kill him easily!” Old Monster Yan said with a confident smile.
“Right, right! Brother Yan, please handle it,” the patriarch said, his face lighting up.
Old Monster Yan was calamity realm, and his sinister technique was incredibly powerful. Dealing with a ninth-stage tribulation realm was no issue!
The patriarch relaxed.
“Let’s go. I want to see which fool came to die! Heh heh!” Old Monster Yan cackled, striding out.
…
In the Wu Family Fortress’s plaza.
“Look!”
The thousands of captive women in the plaza looked up as they felt the commotion. A lean figure was fiercely attacking the fortress’s protective array.
“It’s a tribulation realm! A ninth-stage tribulation realm expert!”
Seeing the figure’s aura, the women grew excited.
To them, a ninth-stage tribulation realm cultivator was like a god descended.
Seeing such a powerhouse attack the fortress thrilled them, as if a deity had come to their rescue.
“Sister, are we saved? Will this tribulation realm expert save us?” the young girl asked, tugging her sister excitedly.
“Maybe…” Her sister gazed upward, hope in her clear eyes.
She knew a ninth-stage tribulation realm cultivator might just be here for revenge, not to save them. No one could guarantee it!
But it was at least a glimmer of hope.
The thousands of women shared that hope—it might be their only lifeline!
“Enemy attack! Enemy attack!” The fortress’s guards shouted.
Boom!
Lin Yun struck the array again, and it shattered with a violent tremor.
The Wu Family’s array wasn’t strong enough to withstand Lin Yun’s assault.
With the array broken, Lin Yun dove into the fortress.
None of the guards dared to stop him. A ninth-stage tribulation realm? Who would dare?
“Who’s the fool causing trouble here!”
A piercing voice roared like a torrent, exploding through the air.
Lin Yun looked down to see the ugly middle-aged man—Old Monster Yan—rushing out of the hall, soaring toward him, his calamity realm aura unmistakable!
“Calamity realm, with such terrifying malevolent aura. It’s you!” Lin Yun locked onto him.
He could clearly sense the dense malevolent aura around Old Monster Yan, far heavier than that of his previous targets!
His sins were clearly immense!
“It’s a calamity realm!”
The women in the plaza gasped in fear as they saw Old Monster Yan’s aura.
“Sister, a calamity realm seems stronger than ninth-stage tribulation realm! Can that brother win? Are we… out of hope?” the young girl asked, clutching her sister in panic.
“Yes, ninth-stage tribulation realm… likely can’t beat a calamity realm…” Her sister nodded weakly, despair creeping into her eyes.
Their fleeting hope seemed to shatter…
