7: Chapter 7 You think you can't do anything to me if I don't come in?

Five days later, at the foot of the Hehuan Sect's mountain.

Dark clouds weighed heavily over the city, threatening to crush it.

This time, after investigating the Hehuan Sect, the Iron Fist Sect had truly mobilized all its forces.

More than two hundred elite Disciples, clad in uniform black robes and brandishing weapons, blocked the only mountain path leading to the summit with murderous intent, making it impassable.

At the head of the group was a man clad in heavy armor, wielding a mountain-splitting greataxe as wide as a door panel. A terrifying pressure of the Early Stage Foundation Establishment Stage radiated from him; he was none other than the Sect Head of the Iron Fist Sect—Zhao Tiequan.

Even on the remote edges of the Southern Barrens, a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator was enough to dominate a region.

However, the comical part was that this aggressive army had come to an abrupt halt before a flat slope.

Zhao Tiequan's expression was solemn as he stared fixedly ahead.

While it appeared to be just an ordinary mountain path to a Mortal...

...to the spiritual senses of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator like him, the area ahead felt like the gaping maw of a giant beast.

"Sect Head, why aren't we charging up?" an oblivious deacon asked urgently. "Lin Dahai and his daughter are right up there shouting insults! The brothers can't wait to get their revenge!"

"Idiot! Shut up!"

Zhao Tiequan slapped the deacon's forehead and cursed, "How did Old Third die? His soul lamp shattered instantly! This means the opponent has some extremely powerful mountain-protecting array or a cursed zone!"

During these five days, although Zhao Tiequan was furious, he hadn't been idle. He had sent 'Shadow Guards' to catch dozens of wild rabbits and stray dogs to test the path, finally figuring out a pattern:

As long as anything got within roughly three hundred meters of the mountain gate, they would be caught and killed for meat!

But as long as they stayed outside that three-hundred-meter range, nothing happened!

"Pass down the order! The entire army is to form ranks on the spot! If anyone dares to take a step forward, I will be the first to cut them down!"

Zhao Tiequan looked at the position approximately 350 meters from the center of the main hall, a cold sneer curling on his lips.

He was gambling.

He was gambling that the so-called 'Sect Master' could not leave that tortoise shell.

...

At this time, at the edge of the square in front of the mountain gate (the edge of the Domain).

Wang Yang had brought out a lounge chair and was leisurely enjoying the show.

The System panel displayed the current data:

[Current Domain Radius]: 320 meters.

"Tsk, this Zhao Tiequan really is a tortoise."

Wang Yang took a sip of tea, looking down the mountain with some regret.

Currently, Zhao Tiequan's army had stopped exactly 350 meters away from the center of his main hall.

That was to say, they were a mere 30 meters away from the absolute kill zone.

If they just took a few dozen more steps forward, Wang Yang could add a large amount of fertilizer to the wasteland behind the Hehuan Sect.

Unfortunately, that old fox Zhao Tiequan just wouldn't come in. Instead, he had his men rest outside, seemingly prepared for a war of attrition.

"Listen up, you shrinking tortoises inside!"

Standing outside the safe zone, Zhao Tiequan channeled his spiritual power. His voice echoed through the valley like a great bell, making the leaves rustle:

"I know your pretty-boy Sect Master has some wicked tricks! But if he's truly capable, why doesn't he dare come down the mountain to fight me?"

"Lin Dahai! You dog! You embezzled the Opportunity of my Iron Fist Sect and then fabricated some nonsense about a Hehuan Sect!"

"Hand over that Perfect Grade Qi Induction Pill! Hand over that little slut Lin Xiaowan! Otherwise, I will besiege you to death today! I'll cut off your water source and starve you all to death on this barren mountain!"

On the square, Lin Dahai was shaking with rage. He pointed down the mountain and cursed, "Zhao Tiequan! You're full of shit! That was an Immortal Pill bestowed upon me by the Sect Master! You people tried to steal my pill and killed my men, and you still have the face to come here?"

"Hahahaha!"

Zhao Tiequan laughed wildly, his voice filled with contempt. "The world of cultivation is the survival of the fittest! Being weak is your sin! As for your daughter, I heard she's practicing some 'Hehuan Divine Art'?"

"It's perfect. I'll take her back so the brothers can have a taste. Let's see what this demonic Sect enchantress is really like, and if she can help the brothers 'rejoice together' as well! Hahahaha!"

The more than two hundred Disciples behind him also erupted into lewd laughter, their foul language endless.

"SHUT UP!!!"

A tearful, sharp cry suddenly cut through Zhao Tiequan's laughter.

Lin Xiaowan stood at the very edge of the Domain, her eyes bloodshot. She slammed her long staff into the ground, causing the bluestone slabs to crack like a spiderweb.

Over the past five days, under her Revered Master's guidance, she had come to understand the noble doctrine of the Hehuan Sect—'Rejoicing Together.' Her sense of belonging to the Sect had already reached its Peak.

At this moment, hearing the enemy insult her Revered Master, insult the Sect, and even use such filthy words to insult her, the fury within her felt as if it would erupt from the top of her head.

"You pack of barking wild dogs!"

Lin Xiaowan pointed at the dense crowd below. Her chest heaved violently, and the stagnant Qi within her—accumulated from consuming too many pills—began to surge wildly under her extreme anger, like boiling lava.

"My Revered Master is the best person in the world! The Hehuan Sect is the most sacred place in the world!"

"How dare you humiliate this place..."

"Unforgivable... Absolutely unforgivable!!"

Boom—!

As Lin Xiaowan completely lost control of her emotions, the 'Ancient Savage Strength Physique' that had been dormant within her seemed to be ignited.

A faint red glow appeared on her skin, and the surrounding air began to distort.

The Bottleneck that had been stuck at the Peak of the third level of Qi Refining was instantly shattered like window paper under the impact of this extreme rage!

Wang Yang nearly fell off his lounge chair as the System notifications began to spam before his eyes:

[Ding! Detected intense emotional fluctuations from eldest Disciple Lin Xiaowan, triggering 'Rage Breakthrough'!]

[Congratulations to the Host! Lin Xiaowan has achieved a Breakthrough in battle, advancing to the fourth level of the Qi Refinement Stage!]

['Ancient Savage Strength Physique' Awakening progress increased to 5%!]

Immediately following that, a notification that made Wang Yang overjoyed sounded:

[Ding! As the Disciple's Realm breaks through, the Invincible Domain radius expands in real-time!]

[Current Radius: 320 meters → 420 meters!]

Buzz—

An invisible ripple that only Wang Yang could perceive instantly expanded outward by a full hundred meters with the main hall as the center!

Zhao Tiequan, who was standing over 350 meters away and thought he was in the 'absolute safe zone,' suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

It was the kind of feeling one would get if they were taking a dump in the wild, only to realize their butt was actually hovering over a tiger's mouth.

But he didn't know what had happened.

From Zhao Tiequan's perspective, it was just the little girl shouting a couple of times in frustration, and the surrounding wind seemed to pick up slightly.

"Hmph, incompetent rage."

Zhao Tiequan sneered with disdain. Carrying his greataxe, he took two steps forward (now 348 meters from the main hall) and continued to taunt Lin Xiaowan:

"Little girl, don't just stand there barking. If you've got the guts, tell that shrinking tortoise Revered Master of yours to come out! If he dares to take even one step out of that tortoise shell, I'll show him what it means to—"

Before he could finish his sentence...

...at the top of the mountain...

Wang Yang slowly set down his teacup on the small side table.

He looked at the Iron Fist Sect members below, who were now completely encompassed within the 'New Domain' without realizing it. His lips slowly curled upward into a smile that was both extremely brilliant and extremely dangerous.

"Sect Head Zhao."

Wang Yang's voice wasn't loud, yet it spread clearly across the entire field.

He slowly stood up and straightened his robes, his eyes flashing with the excitement of a hunter watching his prey fall into a trap.

"You just asked why I don't come out?"

Wang Yang raised his right hand, his slender fingers making a gentle grasping motion toward the foot of the mountain.

"Actually... I don't need to come out."

"Because you are already inside."

In the next instant, the smile in Wang Yang's eyes vanished, replaced by endless indifference and majesty.

"Kneel."