120: Chapter 120 Baili Jiang, come out and face your death!
Baoan City, military airport.
A vertical take-off and landing fighter jet, entirely matte black with sharp, aggressive lines, lay dormant quietly.
"Commander, I'm coming with you!"
Zhen Hai stood at the bottom of the boarding ramp, his eyes filled with absolute determination.
He knew very well that Lin Yuan's destination for this trip was the Baili Imperial Clan.
That was a colossal entity that had been entrenched in Yan Country for a thousand years, a true dragon's den and tiger's lair.
Lin Yuan's journey was a solitary charge into a mountain of blades and a sea of fire.
"You stay."
Lin Yuan's voice was calm, yet it carried an indomitable will that brooked no argument.
"Baoan City is my foundation. I don't want to find this place in chaos when I return."
He patted Zhen Hai's shoulder, then turned and stepped onto the ramp.
"But..."
Zhen Hai wanted to say more, but he was pushed back by an invisible wall of air, unable to advance even an inch.
The hatch slowly closed, cutting off his vision.
The fighter's engine let out a low draconic roar, and the terrifying airflow kicked up a visible vortex on the ground.
Inside the cockpit, the man known as Yan Country's top ace pilot had cold sweat drenching his forehead, his hands gripping the control stick tightly.
He felt as though he wasn't piloting a fighter jet.
But rather an active volcano on the verge of eruption.
The murderous intent seeping from the rear cabin made his every nerve howl and his soul tremble.
The jet tore through the clouds, turning into a black streak of light, pointing directly at the heart of Yan Country—Purple Dragon City.
...
Purple Dragon City.
As the capital of Yan Country, the air defense system here was a literal net of heaven and earth; any unauthorized flying object would be erased in an instant.
However.
Just as the jet was still a hundred miles away from Purple Dragon City's airspace.
Lin Yuan, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened them.
He stood up and walked straight toward the cabin door.
"Commander!"
The pilot's exclamation over the internal comms carried a hint of a tremor.
Lin Yuan did not respond.
He simply raised his hand and gave the special alloy hatch a light push.
The freezing high-altitude wind rushed in frantically.
Lin Yuan took a step out, his figure merging into the sky ten thousand meters up.
The next second.
A pitch-black streak of light ignored all radar, bypassed layers of spatial formations, and with a powerful posture, brutally tore through Purple Dragon City's no-fly canopy!
The streak of light was incredibly fast, trailing a long-lasting black wake over the city below.
The pressure belonging to a peak Six-Star King Realm expert was completely undisguised, like a stone dropped into a well, immediately causing a massive commotion in Purple Dragon City!
West of the city, in a small bamboo courtyard.
A white-haired old man with an otherworldly air suddenly opened his eyes; the purple clay teapot in his hand, nurtured for a hundred years, cracked with a snap, covered in spiderweb-like fissures.
North of the city, in a thousand-meter deep underground palace.
An Emperor Realm ancestor in secluded cultivation was startled by this murderous aura, causing his blood to surge; he was forced out of his meditation, his face filled with shock.
"What domineering murderous intent!"
"Who is it? Who dares to be so arrogant in Purple Dragon City!"
"This direction... is the ancestral land of the Baili Family? Interesting."
Countless powerful strands of Psychic Power rose from every corner of the city, looking toward that black light with surprise and scrutiny.
The Supreme Command Center of the Military Department.
Qin Zhenyue stood with his hands behind his back, staring at a massive holographic projection.
On the screen, a deep red dot representing 'Extreme Danger' was traversing the entire Purple Dragon City in a straight line that made one's heart skip a beat.
"General!"
An operations staff officer stumbled in, his voice trembling.
"Identification successful! The life magnetic field... it's Major General Lin Yuan!"
"His target... is Baili Mountain in the east!"
"The destination of his path... is the Baili Imperial Clan!"
Inside the command center, there was a deathly silence.
Every general present felt their scalp go numb.
"It's that kid..."
"He... he really charged over there alone?"
"Madman! He's an absolute madman! Single-handedly, he dares to provoke an Imperial Clan with a thousand-year heritage?!"
Qin Zhenyue slowly raised his hand, silencing all discussion.
His deep gaze stared intently at that relentless red dot; after a long while, he finally exhaled a breath of turbid air.
"Pass down my orders."
"All units of the Defense Department are to stand down from combat alerts."
"Stand by in place."
"Without my command, no one is permitted to intervene in any form."
A lieutenant general spoke up in shock: "General! Are we just going to watch? What if that kid..."
Qin Zhenyue turned around, his gaze as sharp as a blade.
"What the military wants to protect is the human race's genius, Lin Yuan."
"As for what he wants to do today..."
"That is his own business."
"We only need to be ready to clean up the mess for him."
...
Baili Imperial Clan, Ancestral Hall Meeting Room.
Sitting high in the main seat, Baili Jiang's face was grim.
In his hand, he was fiddling with a Soul Jade that had already shattered into powder; it was Baili Lei's.
"Patriarch, Elder Baili Lei cannot have died in vain!" a clan elder roared in grief and indignation. "That brat Lin Yuan must have used some underhanded trump card to get lucky!"
"Exactly! If we don't kill this boy, our Baili Imperial Clan's thousand-year prestige will be completely gone!"
Baili Jiang blew away the powder in his hand.
"Prestige?"
He let out a cold laugh, his voice carrying a bone-chilling coldness.
"I don't just want him dead; I want to destroy his spirit!"
"Pass my secret order: investigate! Dig up everyone he has ever cared about, everything he values, from the time he was a child—every blade of grass and every tree!"
"I want him to kneel before me and watch as everything he once protected is crushed into dust because of his arrogance!"
The hall was filled with murderous intent.
Just then.
BOOM!!!
A massive explosion echoed from the mountain gate!
The entire Baili Mountain, along with the ley lines beneath it, suffered a violent earthquake!
The glazed tiles on the hall's ceiling instantly shattered, and countless beams groaned under the unbearable weight as dust and rubble fell like rain.
"What's going on?!"
Baili Jiang stood up abruptly, the fury of an Emperor Realm Expert surging toward the sky.
...
The hundred-meter-tall mountain gate of the Baili Family, which symbolized a thousand years of glory, was gone.
In its place was a bottomless, massive crater with edges that were still melting.
In the center of the crater.
Lin Yuan slowly stood straight and brushed off non-existent dust from his shoulder.
The shockwave from his fall from ten thousand meters alone had instantly vaporized dozens of elite guards in front of the gate, along with their armor, into nothingness.
"Enemy attack—!"
Shrill alarms pierced the tranquility of Baili Mountain.
Thousands of private soldiers and armored warriors surged from all directions like a tide, surrounding the crater so tightly not even water could leak through.
A King Realm commander stepped out from the crowd and barked harshly: "Who goes there! State your nam—"
Before he could finish.
Lin Yuan didn't even spare him a glance.
He merely raised his right hand indifferently and gave a light wave toward the empty air.
Buzz—
In the air, a cutting sound rang out that made even the soul tremble.
Billions of emerald willow leaves Spirit Blades were born out of thin air; they didn't form a storm, but instead merged into a silent green tide that swept across the field.
The scene was breathtakingly beautiful, yet cruelly hopeless.
Wherever the tide passed, everything turned to ash.
Those heavy-armored soldiers didn't even have time to scream before they were instantly decomposed—flesh, bone, weapons, armor... everything turned into the purest nourishment.
In the blink of an eye.
In front of the mountain gate, no corpses remained, yet a river of blood flowed.
Aside from Lin Yuan, there was not a single living thing left.
Lin Yuan looked up, his gaze piercing through layers of palaces to accurately lock onto the magnificent ancestral hall at the mountain peak.
He took a breath.
Then, in a tone that was extremely flat yet extremely domineering, he spat out a few words.
His voice, amplified by Psychic Power, turned into thunder from the highest heavens, rolling and echoing through the entire Baili Mountain range and across half of Purple Dragon City.
"Baili Jiang, get out here and meet your death!"