Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Ye Liuyun was eventually at his limit. Under such a high-intensity attack, the acupoints in his body could no longer withstand such a massive flow of true energy.

The so-called "last gasp before death" naturally has its limits.

When Russell's fist landed on his face again, he no longer had the strength to unleash a single move of the Flowing Cloud Scattered Hand.

As the first grandmaster to leave the scene, Russell gave Ye Liuyun a dignified death.

The punch did not shatter his skull, but instead, with a gentle force, it sent him flying into the Qing Kingdom's army just south of Yunchuan Lake.

Following Ye Liuyun, Si Gu Jian, the most lethal among those present, took over the position of main attacker.

With a sword in hand, all the ripples in his heart subsided. With a light tap of his foot, the longsword trembled, and amidst the booming sounds of the wind, with a single horizontal thrust, the sword light layered upon layer, like waves.

Kuhe continued his support role. Whenever Si Gu Jian drew his sword, a wisp of breeze, a ray of sunlight, a drop of rain would fall on him. The combination of the Way of Nature and the Art of Killing allowed Si Gu Jian to unleash his attacks without restraint.

Emperor Qing and the commoner master, who rejoined the battlefield, played the roles of assassin and warrior, respectively.

Whenever Si Gu Jian's sword strikes its limit, Emperor Qing throws a punch to counter Russell, while the commoner master harasses him from the sidelines.

Russell has no idea what these people are thinking.

Because all he wants now is to kill everyone present.

Therefore, he also completely ignited the qi and blood in his body.

My heart was pounding like the drums of war.

The only advantage of this world is that when you unleash your full potential, your combat power increases exponentially.

Then, the sky above Yunchuan Lake brightened.

His first choice was Ku He.

Ignoring Si Gu Jian's sword, Emperor Qing's fist, and the commoner master's hand knife, Russell simply stepped forward and threw a punch in the direction of Ku He.

This punch was accompanied by wind and thunder, and also by the collapse of a giant mountain. A large gust of wind swept in, like a divine dragon swooping down from the clouds.

Amidst its grandeur and magnificence, there is also an undisguised boldness and domineering nature.

It felt like a thunderbolt had struck my heart; the terror was extreme.

Ku He was slightly surprised. He was the most sensitive person in the world to his surroundings. If someone had told him before today that there was someone who could sever his connection with heaven and earth, he would have thought that person had gone mad.

But today, he truly felt isolated from this world.

Although it was only for a moment, in the face of a killing move that surpassed the level of a grandmaster, that momentary mistake was fatal.

There was no situation where a punch resulted in a spray of blood.

Master Kuhe was like a piece of paper with no weight, pushed back dozens of steps and out of the battle.

By the time he stood still, Russell had already taken a punch from Emperor Qing and a sword from Si Gujian.

Emperor Qing's right fist struck his right shoulder, causing him to sway.

Si Gu Jian's iron sword pierced his heart from behind, but was held in place by the bones and muscles of his back, preventing it from going through.

The master in plain clothes attacked him from the front, aiming a knife at his left chest, but he caught it firmly with his left hand.

In an instant, Si Gu Jian and Emperor Qing seemed to sense something terrifying and chose to retreat immediately. Meanwhile, the Master in Plain Clothes stared intently at Russell, his right hand already out of control, with shiny oil flowing from it.

Russell raised his right hand high and with a swift chop, severed the master's right hand at the root.

The master in plain clothes took two steps back, which freed him from his restraints. He tried to leave with a quick step, but Russell grabbed him by the throat even faster.

First, he used his right hand to exert force, and sparks flew from the skin in his throat. Then, he grabbed his jaw with his left hand and twisted it sharply.

He twisted his entire head off.

Kuhe had already crossed the river and arrived at the highest viewing platform on the north side.

He looked at Zhan Doudou and Haitang Duoduo with a kind expression.

People only know him as Ku He, the Grand Master of Northern Qi, but they don't know that his real name is Zhan Mingyue, that he is also a member of the royal family, and that he is the uncle of the founding emperor of Northern Qi.

"Master, you..."

Haitang Duoduo possessed the purest and brightest eyes in the world. As she looked at her master, she felt an indescribable sorrow.

"Haitang, it seems I've made a mistake this time," Kuhe said with a smile.

His condition was more serious than Ye Liuyun's.

The meridians, bones, and internal organs in his body were all shattered. He could still move at this point, but he was only holding on to his last bit of vital energy.

They would die within half a month at most, or within three or four days at least.

"Grand Preceptor, is there anything you wish to say?" Although Zhan Doudou was inevitably saddened by the news of the Grand Preceptor's death, what made her feel even more powerless was a sense of resentment at being betrayed.

And judging from today's battle at least, Ku He almost completely squandered a winning hand.

Perhaps her level of understanding was insufficient to comprehend the thoughts of a grandmaster, a figure of divine stature.

Russell had clearly expressed his desire to settle in Northern Qi, and the situation in Northern Qi could not have gotten any worse.

Kuhe's move, however, pushed the situation into another unknown realm.

"I know Your Majesty is angry, but some things are not as simple as Your Majesty thinks." Ku He understood Zhan Doudou's thoughts, but he didn't say anything more.

Just as Zhan Doudou herself thought, her level of understanding was insufficient to comprehend the concerns of people at that level.

Human nature is something that is slowly lost over time.

If their generation doesn't do something, people a hundred years from now may very well face a god who holds the power of life and death.

"The Imperial Advisor is joking." Zhan Doudou chuckled lightly, her gaze fixed on the island in the middle of the lake.

After a battle between grandmasters, only three of the five grandmasters and one temple envoy remain.

The moment the head of the commoner master was ripped off, Si Gu Jian already knew in his heart that he was doomed to die.

He did not choose to run away, but instead chose to face it head-on.

With a thought, the longsword in his hand turned around, and the sword light followed, spinning rapidly, just like a venomous dragon with bared fangs, devouring the enemy opposite.

The sword light shot into the sky, then fell down like moonlight flowing down and mercury spilling onto the ground.

The sword strike was like a thunderbolt exploding.

This was the most triumphant sword strike of his life, a strike that embodied all his ferocity and all his spirit.

With this sword strike, he was confident that he could break through even Ku He's defenses.

Then Russell caught his sword with his bare hands.

Russell exerted force with his palm, and countless shovels of mud and rocks shot into the sky in an instant. The surging air waves then exploded outwards, layer upon layer, slapping out in all directions. This was not merely an explosion of internal energy, but an eruption of pure power that surpassed the limits of ordinary people and reached the extreme of purity.

With a sickening metallic clang, most of the island in the middle of the lake slowly sank to one side, sending mud and sand into the lake and turning the once crystal-clear water into a murky mess.

Si Gu Jianhua's hair fell back, and he staggered backward as if struck by lightning. Visible shockwaves exploded around him, and his clothes tore apart inch by inch.

"ended."

Inside Yunxiu Manor, Fan Xian watched as Si Gu Jian fell backward to the sky, and he also let out a soft breath.

When he saw Russell dominating two opponents and overwhelming three, he no longer had any worries.

Keep in mind, Uncle Wuzhu hasn't even made a move yet.

Seeing his last ally die, Emperor Qing calmly accepted his own demise. Then, he couldn't help but become curious. With one hand behind his back, he said, "To be honest, I still don't understand why you harbor such strong hostility towards me."

"Couldn't it be because of Ye Qingmei?" Russell retorted.

"No, you are not that kind of person. Whether it is Wu Zhu or Chen Pingping, they give me a completely different feeling than you." Emperor Qing said confidently, "You are not a person of the Temple, and you had no relationship with Wu Zhu in the first half of your life, but it seems that from the moment you entered the capital, you regarded me as an imaginary enemy."

“That’s naturally because Your Majesty’s heart is too heavy,” Russell said. “What I’m trying to say is that you are just a man, yet you consider yourself a god.”

If it were someone else, such as Ku He or Ye Liuyun, they would already have the foundation for communication.

But Emperor Qing was different. His mind was too gloomy, and he truly didn't care about life or death, whether it was other people's or his own.

Such a personality trait destined Russell to never be able to work with him from the very beginning.

Choosing other paths, regardless of where they begin, inevitably leads to an enmity with this emperor who is both the emperor of Qing and a grandmaster.

"Don't you consider yourself a god?" Emperor Qing retorted.

With such power, he believed that even if Russell considered himself human now, he would eventually transform into a god in a few years.

When he first met Ye Qingmei at the age of twenty, did he already harbor thoughts of betraying her after using her? Did he not have even a shred of sincerity?

This is naturally impossible.

But people's hearts change, and human desires are like a snowball rolling down a mountain, never stopping.

“That’s because you’re too short-sighted,” Russell said.

People only exhibit this kind of "heaven is second to earth and I am third" mentality when they lose their sense of awe.

He wouldn't do that. He clearly understands that someone like him wouldn't even make a ripple in the vast universe.

Emperor Qing, however, took Russell's words as mere boasting and lost the desire to continue the conversation. He then asked, "How do you plan to kill me?"

Russell smiled and lifted the black silk covering his eyes. Emperor Qing looked over curiously, only to see a pair of unfocused pupils: "What do you mean by this?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to tease you." Russell smirked and said, "Why don't you take a look at what's behind you?"

Emperor Qing had no suspicions and turned around. The next moment, Wu Zhu burst out of the lake and landed in front of Emperor Qing.

"Fifth Prince, how long have you been here?" Emperor Qing asked calmly.

“You are, Little Li…” Wu Zhu seemed to remember something, and then said, “I’ve been here since the beginning.”

"Is this the killing move you prepared for me?" Emperor Qing looked at Russell again.

Russell shook his head: "To be precise, it's a surprise. Aren't you curious about what's under Wu Zhu's blindfold? Why don't you take a look?"

Wu Zhu was stunned for a moment, and his right hand unconsciously touched the black cloth covering his face.

Then, he tore off the black cloth.

A rainbow burst forth from Wu Zhu's clear, bright, and bewildered eyes, instantly illuminating the entire sky above Yun Chuan Lake, piercing through the bright yellow figure, and crashing headlong into the desolate mountain in the far distance.

A series of sounds of rocks exploding rang out, and a raging fire broke out on the barren mountain.

That's all...

As the rainbow passed through his chest and he felt his life force draining away, Emperor Qing sneered. He had thought it would be something novel, but it was just another powerful weapon.

Holy crap! Laser eyes!

Fan Xian was also stunned. He never expected that Uncle Wu Zhu would have such a powerful weapon.

Compared to that, Barrett and Grandmaster are nothing!

Everyone else, whether it was Nanqing, Beiqi, Dongyi City, or other vassal states, was stunned by Wu Zhu's move.

This was nothing more than a miracle to Emperor Qing, who already knew part of the truth about the temple, but to them it was an indescribable divine miracle.

Russell stepped behind Wu Zhu, took the silk from his hand, made him close his eyes, and then re-tied the black silk over his eyes.

As for the flames on the barren mountain, Russell also harnessed the waters of Yunchuan Lake to create an incredibly magnificent waterspout, which he then hurled at the burning mountain.

"ended."

Having done all this, Russell faced the crowd, and especially when he looked at Kuhe, he felt as if a heavy weight had been lifted from his chest.

From a blind assassin being hunted down to the world's number one fighter who has killed four grandmasters, only four months have passed—truly miraculous.

He felt a little embarrassed about how powerful his abilities were, but fortunately, now that he's a Grandmaster, he can give back to others.

For example, that guy from Kyushu. Kyushu has all sorts of strange techniques, and I don't know if his ninth-rank strength is enough.

The same goes for movies and variety shows; all sorts of monsters and spirits fly around, and there's always twenty times the gravity.

Damn it, twenty times the gravity, a person would be turned into a pancake, even Ultraman would have to kneel down.

The situation is similar on the fox demon's side, with all sorts of powerful characters flying around, and there's absolutely no way to succeed by practicing martial arts.

I wonder how they are doing. How about we organize a get-together to help us level up?
Just do it.

They carried the Four-Looking Sword and Emperor Qing's corpse back to the shore and threw them back into their respective camps.

Yun Zhilan, Wang Shisanlang, and the others didn't say anything, and left after taking Si Gu Jian's body.

Instead, a disturbance broke out within the Qing Kingdom's camp.

Perhaps Emperor Qing is a ruthless villain to time travelers like Russell and others, but to the soldiers and people of Daqing, he is a wise ruler who led the Qing Kingdom to glory.

If it weren't for the Crown Prince's strenuous efforts to stop them, they would have charged forward in an instant.

Russell's response was simply to give them a look.

A person's legs go weak when facing a tiger, and Russell was clearly more ferocious than a tiger.

In an instant, all the warhorses went out of control, and the soldiers froze in place, unable to move. (End of Chapter)