Terrifying flames crisscrossed, dancing wildly in a frenzy.
The masked, burly man's figure, which had descended from the sky, was instantly engulfed in flames. Then, a palm carrying raging flames struck his chest, sending him flying.
"puff……!"
A mouthful of bright red blood suddenly spurted from the masked strongman's mouth, soaking his black mask.
His gaze shifted from confidence to shock and disbelief, and when he met Zhang Yun's terrifying eyes, he felt a chill run down his spine.
"My cultivation has been solidified at the seventh level of Body Refinement for many years, yet I can't even withstand a single palm strike from a mere fifth-level Body Refinement brat. How is this possible?"
Perhaps he should ask the King of Hell about this.
The next second, a heavy foot, seemingly containing immense force, crushed his heart and took away his last vestige of life.
"I thought I could help and save your life, but it seems I was overthinking things."
Just then, an old voice with a hint of laughter came, causing Zhang Yun's brows to furrow and his mind to tense up.
The old man's voice clearly came from nearby, but he never sensed any aura emanating from the old man.
There are only two explanations for this situation.
The old man who suddenly spoke was either an ordinary person or someone whose cultivation was far superior to his.
Clearly, the second possibility is more likely.
"Young friend, there is no need to worry. My granddaughter and I are just passing through this place."
As soon as the words were spoken, an elderly man with a full head of silver hair, leaning on a cane, who looked to be in his twilight years, slowly walked over, supported by a beautiful young woman.
The beautiful young woman has exquisite features, with delicate eyebrows and eyes like stars. Her every glance is captivating, and she exudes an air of nobility. The pride in her eyes is evident.
This pride seemed to be deeply ingrained in her bones, as if it were innate.
"Junior Zhang Yun greets senior."
Zhang Yun didn't pay much attention to the girl beside the old man; he simply bowed slightly to the silver-haired old man out of respect and politeness.
"I've long heard that Yunwu Sect has produced many geniuses among the younger generation, and now that I've seen it for myself, I can confirm that it lives up to its reputation."
With a pair of cloudy old eyes, the silver-haired old man gazed at the white-robed youth who remained calm in the face of honor and disgrace, and nodded slightly, his words full of admiration.
"This junior is not talented; I am merely an outer disciple of the Yunwu Sect."
Zhang Yun wasn't being modest; he was just stating the facts.
"Young friend, are you heading to Tianzhu City?"
"How about we travel together?"
The silver-haired old man extended an invitation with a kind smile.
"Junior..." Zhang Yun also felt a bit of goodwill towards the old man, but he was interrupted by a cold voice just as he was about to speak.
"Grandpa hasn't been out for a long time and is feeling bored. He was just chatting with you politely. You didn't take it seriously, did you?"
"Fine, since you want to establish a relationship with my Lin family, you'd better beat me first."
"Don't worry, I will suppress my cultivation level to the fifth level of Body Refinement, so that you won't say I'm bullying you later."
Zhang Yun frowned slightly before turning his gaze to Lin Ruoxue beside the silver-haired old man, then revealed a strange expression.
Is this woman mentally ill?
"Thank you for your kindness, senior. I will take my leave now." Zhang Yun's expression quickly returned to calm. He turned around and left without the slightest hesitation.
"Ruoxue, Ruoxue, you're getting more and more willful. You don't even take Grandpa's words to heart anymore."
Watching the white-clad youth leave decisively, the silver-haired old man sighed softly, feeling helpless towards his granddaughter.
“Grandpa, that boy must have seen through your identity, which is why he tried to curry favor with you.”
"Don't be fooled by his calm demeanor. He might be up to no good and want to get close to me in order to climb the social ladder in the Lin family."
Lin Ruoxue's coquettishness seemed to have some merit, leaving the silver-haired old man somewhat amused and exasperated.
"Human nature is complex, but our Xue'er thinks too darkly of human nature."
"From Grandpa's perspective, that kid is indeed quite interesting."
Lin Dongcang's smile remained unchanged, and the hint of admiration in his eyes did not fade.
"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"
Lin Ruoxue then realized that something was wrong with her grandfather. In her memory, her grandfather, who was experienced and had a far-sighted vision, had seen all kinds of martial arts geniuses.
The white-robed youth's cultivation was pitifully weak, and he looked quite ordinary, nothing special.
Apart from that proud son of heaven who stood at the pinnacle of the Qin Empire, no one else had ever received such praise from my grandfather.
However, the white-clad youth today was actually the second one.
Could it be that Grandpa hasn't left the house in ten years and his brain has become rusty?
"It's nothing, we'll meet again if fate allows."
Looking towards Tianzhu City, the silver-haired old man had a faint smile on his lips and said something meaningful, leaving Lin Ruoxue confused. In the end, she could only sigh and stop arguing about the white-robed youth.