With a warehouse full of supplies, I stood alone as king in this chaotic world, gun in hand.

Meanwhile, Bei Chenyan and the assassin were caught in a large net, and dozens of people from Changyang Temple flew over, brandishing their swords and slashing at them.

Bei Chenyan abandoned his longsword, knelt on one knee, and drew the pistol from his waist.

"Bang bang bang..." He fired a whole magazine of bullets in a row. Of the eight bullets, only five people were hit, three dead and two wounded. The other three somehow managed to dodge.

The assassin wore a mask, and although he was covered by a large net and had a wound on his shoulder, he was still agile, and the men who were attacking him could not hurt him for a while.

Bei Chenyan quickly changed his magazine and helped the assassin fight off the group. "You go out first..."

Before he could finish speaking, countless hidden weapons were shot at him.

Bei Chenyan and the assassin swung the large net around to deflect the hidden weapons.

Even after all the hidden weapons were fired at them, they couldn't be harmed in the slightest.

"Get out of here!" Bei Chenyan shouted again.

If the people from Changyang Temple shoot arrows at them, it will be dangerous; they must escape this net as soon as possible.

Changyang Temple, wary of the gun in Beichen Yan's hand, also considered using arrows.

"Go get the arrows and shoot them dead!" someone shouted.

Seeing their predicament, Nangong Wu gritted her teeth and fired at the people around her with her Gatling gun.

"Da da da da da da da~~~"

A deep blue flash of light appeared, and a dense barrage of bullets swept across the sky like a torrential rain.

The people of Changyang Temple were stunned by the raging firepower. Seeing the dead and wounded all over the ground, they dared not pursue them any further.

Looking at what she was holding, someone quickly recognized her.

"The assassin is Nangong Wu from the Western Yan Kingdom! Quickly, go and fetch the Abbot!"

Upon hearing the voice, Nangong Wu merely sneered and went to rescue Bei Chenyan and the assassin first. As she walked along, she killed anyone who dared to block her way.

Under Bei Chenyan's protection, the assassin finally escaped from the large net.

Several people from Changyang Temple had already brought bows and arrows and were shooting at the two of them.

"Come out now!" The assassin blocked Bei Chenyan's path, brandishing his sword to deflect the hidden weapons. "Clang, clang, clang!"

At this moment, Nangong Wu also arrived, carrying a Gatling gun in both hands. The six barrels spun, spitting out azure flames, weaving a dense and impenetrable net of fire.

Bei Chenyan was finally able to escape from that net.

"Let's go to the back of the mountain!"

The three retreated towards the back of the mountain.

"Nangong Wu! How dare you! You actually dare to break into my Changyang Temple and cause trouble!" An angry voice rang out, carrying with it a powerful inner force.

"It's Ling Yangzi!" the assassin said.

Nangong Wu stopped and saw a figure drifting over, like a god descending to earth, slowly landing on the wall.

But because it was night, they couldn't see Ling Yangzi's face.

Nangong Wu sneered, "Ling Yangzi, after hiding like a coward for over four years, you've finally decided to come out!"

"Nangong Wu, you monster, you brought artifacts from another world to harm people and disrupt the order of this world, you deserve to die!" Ling Yangzi pointed at the Gatling gun in her hand.

"Ling Yangzi, you hypocritical and sanctimonious scoundrel!" The assassin's longsword was pointed directly at the person on the wall.

"You are ambitious and secretly commit countless harmful acts. Your Changyang Temple is the greatest scourge. One day, you will face retribution!"

"No need to waste words with him, let's leave here first," Bei Chenyan said to them.

"You two retreat first, leave from the back of the mountain, I'll cover your retreat," Nangong Wu said to the two men.

Hearing their words, Ling Yangzi sneered, "You've entered my Changyang Temple, and you think you can leave?"

"Ling Yangzi, from this day forward, I, Nangong Wu, declare war on your Changyang Temple! It's either you or me! It's a fight to the death!" Nangong Wu declared war on Ling Yangzi.

"What arrogance!" Ling Yangzi sneered. "A mere soul from another world dares to cause trouble in my Changyang Temple? Today, I, the abbot, will surely expose you to your true form, scatter your soul, and condemn you to eternal damnation."

After Ling Yangzi finished speaking, he took out a bell.

Nangong Wu's expression changed slightly. She aimed the Gatling gun at Ling Yangzi and pulled the trigger.

The gun barrel spun, spewing out angry tongues of fire.

Ling Yangzi's figure suddenly disappeared, and the bullets missed their mark.

"Illusion Technique!" Nangong Wu's expression darkened.

This Ling Yangzi is quite capable.

"Watch out!" Bei Chenyan held a sword in one hand and a gun in the other to protect her.

"Ding-a-ling... ding-a-ling..." The sound of bells came from the air.

Nangong Wu felt a sharp pain in her head and immediately knelt down.

"Nangong Wu!" Bei Chen Yan scooped her up in one swift motion. "How are you?"

"Get out of here quickly!" Nangong Wu said to him.

Ling Yangzi's cultivation is far superior to Xuan Qingzi's. Fortunately, she has been in this world for several years, and her soul and body have become completely integrated.

Otherwise, we would really be defeated by Ling Yangzi this time.

"Okay, I'll take you with me." Bei Chenyan was about to carry her on his back.

"No need to carry it, I can manage." Nangong Wu shook her head at him.

Then fog rolled in, as if someone had released white smoke, and all the surrounding scenery disappeared, so nothing could be seen.

"This is a formation!" the assassin's voice was deep.

"Ding-a-ling... ding-a-ling..." The sound of the bell was ethereal, dreamlike, and seemed to come from a distant place.

"Soul-capturing bell, be careful." Bei Chenyan gripped Nangong Wu's hand tightly.

"Ah!" Nangong Wu felt another sharp pain in her head, which made her groan.

Bei Chenyan helped her up. "Let's go."

Nangong Wu grabbed him, "We're already trapped by the formation. We can't get out without breaking it."

Seeing her distressed state, Bei Chenyan felt bad for her as well. "Then you should go back to your space and stay there for now."

"No, break the formation first." Nangong Wu shook her head and called out, "Eileen, Aiqi, come out."

The next moment, Eileen and Aiqi came out, both dressed in smart combat gear.

"Master, are you alright?"

"Something's not right. You two break the formation first," Nangong Wu said to the two of them.

Zhou Shaorong was at Changyang Temple. Ling Yangzi must have learned her birth date and time from him, which is why she was controlled by his magic.

"We understand!"

Eileen took out a flute, put it to her lips and began to play, immediately disrupting the sound of the Soul-Capturing Bell.

Nangong Wu felt her head wasn't hurting as much anymore.

She hasn't been idle at all these years.

They knew their biggest enemy was Changyang Temple, and that magic was a mysterious thing that sometimes even weapons couldn't solve.

Therefore, she picked up the mystical arts she had abandoned in her previous life again and even had Eileen and Aiqi learn them with her.

They learn things much faster than others; she only needs to input the knowledge into their brains.

The assassin's eyes, hidden behind his mask, were filled with surprise when he saw the two women who had suddenly appeared.

Aiqi took out a Bagua tortoise shell, placed it on the ground as the center of the formation, and then made some further arrangements.

"You're trying to set up an array within an array!" the assassin said definitively.

Aiqi glanced at him. "A mere illusion array won't be able to trap us! It's only because our master's birth date and time were leaked that we fell into that bastard Ling Yangzi's trap."