Young Song: The Hidden Sword God, Han Yi and Her Child Arrive at the Door.

The sea breeze gradually grew stronger, dispersing the lingering mist that surrounded Penglai Island year-round.

The three Nanjue Tower ships, painted with eerie black dragon patterns, resembled three mobile steel fortresses, crushing the waves and carrying a suffocating sense of oppression as they slowly entered this sea area considered forbidden territory.

"Stop the ship!"

Standing at the bow of the main ship, the Southern Master Minghou raised his right hand, which was covered by a black metal glove, and gave a deep order.

The massive anchor was thrown into the deep sea with a screeching metallic scraping sound, and the three ships stopped about five hundred paces from the white jade beach of Penglai Island.

The seawater here has a strange turquoise color, crystal clear, which forms an extremely sharp, even dazzling, contrast with the pitch-black hull of the ship.

"Your Excellency, why have we stopped the ship?" the adjutant asked, puzzled. "Wouldn't it have been easier to just charge forward and bombard that beach with cannons?"

"idiot!"

The Underworld Lord glanced at him coldly. "Do you think this Penglai Immortal Island is just an ordinary deserted island? This is the legendary abode of immortals! Look at the white jade steps on the beach, look at the faint spiritual light flowing across the island... If you were to bombard it with cannons and destroy the immortal herbs and elixirs on the island, ten heads wouldn't be enough to compensate!"

"not to mention……"

The Marquis of the Underworld stared intently through the half-silver mask at the few tiny figures on the beach, who looked like ants.

Because of the distance, he could only vaguely see a few young people fiddling with fishing nets, and a little girl in a pink dress running around on the beach.

"That's... Su Changqing?"

The Marquis of the Underworld frowned slightly.

The intelligence reports from the scouts described Su Changqing as a terrifying killing god capable of summoning heavenly lightning and crushing mechanical beasts with a single stomp. But now, he seems to be just an ordinary rich young master vacationing at the beach with his wife, children, and a few henchmen!

They were even... casting nets to fish there?!

"Could the intelligence be wrong? Was that good-for-nothing Night Raven actually killed by someone else, and they just used this kid's name?"

A hint of doubt arose in the mind of the Underworld Lord, but it was quickly replaced by greed.

Regardless of whether the intelligence was wrong, since we've run into them, we might as well grab them. These young men all seem to have good potential, especially the boy in red and the one carrying the sword box; they're definitely top-quality materials for refining high-level medicine figures!

"Pass on the order!"

A cruel glint flashed in the Underworld Lord's eyes. "Lower the small boat and send a squad of 'Black Armor Guards' up to scout out the situation. Remember, they must be alive!"

"yes!"

With the sound of turning mechanisms, several small boats filled with fully armed black-armored soldiers shot towards the white jade beach like arrows.

……

on the beach.

Su Changqing was lying on a beach chair that he had somehow gotten his hands on, his face covered by a tattered palm-leaf fan, looking completely at ease.

Not far in front of him.

Lei Wujie and Wushuang were each holding one end of the fishing net, standing in waist-deep water, sweating profusely as they fought a desperate battle with their "prey" in the net.

"Lei Wujie! Pull it a little to the left! It's going to run away!" Wushuang gritted his teeth, his footsteps creating two deep pits in the white jade sand.

"I can't pull it anymore! This thing is too strong! Is this a fish? It's more like a manatee!" Lei Wujie's veins bulged. He dared not use his internal force, for fear that he would shatter the net if he lost control.

Inside the fishing net was a strange sea fish, two zhang long, covered in silver scales, and with a single, sharp horn. It thrashed about wildly in the net, each struggle creating huge splashes of water and even emitting sounds like the bellowing of a bull.

"That's the 'Silver Horned Dragonfish,' with the firmest and most chewy flesh. It's perfect for sashimi, or you can slice it thinly and blanch it in boiling broth for three seconds for an exceptional flavor."

Su Changqing's lazy voice drifted out from under the palm-leaf fan, "If you two can't even handle a fish, you can just watch us eat it for lunch today."

"Let's give it our all!"

Upon hearing that there would be no lunch, the two boys instantly unleashed astonishing potential.

Lei Wujie roared and, relying solely on his physical strength, pulled backward with a powerful jerk! Wushuang also used the force against him, and the two worked together seamlessly to finally drag the giant silver-horned dragonfish onto the beach.

"Bang!"

The arowana crashed heavily onto the beach, still making its last struggle.

"Phew... I'm exhausted." Lei Wujie plopped down on the ground, panting heavily. "These things in the sea are even harder to deal with than the demonic cultists on the shore."

"Daddy! Daddy! We've caught a big fish!"

Little Nuomi ran over excitedly, holding a small twig in her hand, and curiously poked at the dragonfish's hard scales. "It's so beautiful! Can we keep it in our pond?"

"We can't raise it. This thing eats too much. It'll bankrupt our family." Su Changqing took down the palm-leaf fan, walked over with a smile, and patted his daughter's head. "It's safest to turn it into something delicious and put it in her belly."

Just then.

A series of synchronized footsteps, carrying a strong sense of menace, came from the shallows not far away.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

Those were the sounds of dozens of feet wearing iron-toed military boots stepping on the seawater and white sand at the same time.

The black-armored guards of Nan Jue have landed on the island.

They were all burly men, their entire bodies clad in heavy, black armor, revealing only pairs of cold, merciless eyes. They gripped uniform steel spears, which gleamed menacingly in the sunlight.

This is the steely aura of someone who has been through countless battles and crawled out of piles of corpses!

"Who is it?"

Although Lei Wujie was exhausted, his reaction was extremely quick. He grabbed the Killing Fear Sword that had been thrown on the ground, sprang to his feet, and stood in front of Su Changqing and Xiao Nuomi.

Wushuang silently retreated to the other side of Su Changqing, the Wushuang sword box on his back emitting a faint hum, ready to be drawn at any moment.

Only Su Changqing maintained his nonchalant attitude, not even glancing at the black-armored guards, and was simply studying how to remove the scales from the dragon fish.

"Listen up, you guys in front!"

The leading centurion in black armor stepped forward, slamming his spear into the ground with a sharp clang. His tone was arrogant and domineering: "We are the Royal Navy of Nanjue! We are here on the orders of the Imperial Preceptor to requisition this island! Those who know what's good for them will immediately lay down their weapons, kneel and surrender, and come back to our ship for questioning! Otherwise… kill them without mercy!"

"The Royal Navy of the Southern Kingdom?"

Lei Wujie was stunned for a moment, then picked at his ear and turned to look at Wushuang. "Wushuang, did I hear that right? The Southern Jue's navy has come to our Northern Li's East Sea to cause trouble? And they even said they want to requisition this island?"

Wushuang sneered, "Just a bunch of ignorant frogs in a well."

He glanced at the black-armored guards. Although they were well-equipped and imposing, in his eyes they were just a group of slightly stronger ordinary soldiers. Let alone Su Changqing, even he and Lei Wujie, if they fought freely, wouldn't be able to handle these few dozen men.

"How dare you! You've insulted the Southern Navy!"

The centurion flew into a rage. "It seems you won't learn your lesson until you're faced with death! Men, seize them! If they resist, execute them on the spot! That little girl... capture her alive; perhaps she'll be useful to the Grand Preceptor."

"yes!"

Dozens of black-armored guards straightened their spears and marched in unison, like a black torrent of steel, crushing towards Lei Wujie and his group.

"Trying to capture my little niece? Have you even asked the sword in my hand?!"

A flash of anger crossed Lei Wujie's eyes. These bastards actually dared to set their sights on Xiao Nuomi! This had crossed the line for everyone in Changqing Tower!

"Fire Scorching Technique!"

boom!

Lei Wujie was instantly engulfed in flames. Although he hadn't drawn his sword due to Su Changqing's prohibition, his scorching fists were already itching to smash the black armor.

"Wait a minute."

Just as Lei Wujie was about to rush forward and make a big splash, Su Changqing suddenly spoke up.

His voice was calm and unassuming, yet it possessed an undeniable magic.

Lei Wujie abruptly stopped, and the flames on his body went out.

"Brother-in-law?" Lei Wujie turned around in confusion.

"It's broad daylight, fighting and killing would ruin the scenery." Su Changqing patted the fish scales off his hands, slowly stood up, and stood in front of Xiao Nuomimian.

He looked at the approaching black-armored guards as if they were a group of insignificant ants.

"Besides, as I just mentioned, we're having a whole fish feast for lunch today. The strong rust smell on you all will affect my apprentice's mood while he's chopping vegetables."

Upon hearing this, the centurion was so angry that he laughed instead.

"You dare to boast even when you're about to die! Kill them!"

He took the lead, his spear transforming into a venomous snake as he thrust it straight at Su Changqing's throat!

This thrust was swift, accurate, and ruthless, without the slightest hesitation; it was clearly a deadly move honed through countless real-world practice sessions.

But in Su Changqing's eyes, the movement was as slow as a sloth climbing a tree.

He neither dodged nor reached out to block.

He merely raised his eyes slightly.

The moment he looked up.

Om-!

An indescribable, vast, and terrifying pressure, like a sea of ​​stars, erupted from his seemingly frail body!

This oppressive force has no physical form, yet it is more terrifying than any real attack!

It was like an invisible, ancient divine mountain, crashing down on those dozens of black-armored guards with the force of Mount Tai!

"Bang!"

The centurion, who was at the forefront, didn't even have time to scream before he was struck as if by a giant iron hammer and fell to his knees!

His sturdy steel leg armor, upon contact with the ground, actually shattered the white jade gravel and sank deep into the earth!

"puff--"

The centurion coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes bulged out, and he felt as if his internal organs were about to be crushed by this invisible pressure.

The dozens of black-armored guards behind him met an equally unfortunate end.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

A series of dull thuds of kneeling echoed.

Dozens of elite soldiers who had been so aggressive just moments before suddenly knelt down like dominoes!

Their bodies were pressed firmly to the sand, their faces pressed against the ground, unable to move an inch no matter how much they struggled. Even the spears in their hands bent under the immense pressure.

"What...what kind of sorcery is this?!"

The centurion lay on the ground, struggling to lift his head, his eyes filled with extreme fear as he looked at Su Changqing.

He was a seasoned general who had fought many battles. Even when facing the great general of Nanjue, he had never felt such a despairing sense of oppression!

This is not martial arts at all!

This is divine punishment!

"witchcraft?"

Su Changqing smiled faintly, walked up to the centurion, and looked down at him.

"I actually have a pretty good temper. Generally, as long as others don't provoke me, I don't want to commit any more killings."

"but……"

Su Changqing's eyes instantly turned icy cold. "You shouldn't have used my daughter as a pretext."

"Dragons have scales that cannot be touched; to touch them is certain death."

He slowly raised his right hand.

"Since you enjoy kneeling so much, then kneel here forever and become statues on this beach."

Before he could finish speaking...

Su Changqing pressed his finger down gently.

"Click, click, click!"

A series of chilling cracking sounds echoed across the beach.

Those dozens of black-armored guards didn't even have a chance to beg for mercy. Their heavy armor instantly collapsed, and their flesh and blood inside were crushed into pieces of... tin sheets by that terrifying pressure!

Blood seeped out from the gaps in the armor, staining a small patch of white sand beach red.

But soon, the blood seemed to be purified by some force, turning into wisps of red mist that dissipated in the sea breeze.

Only a few dozen flattened black armors, as if mocking their overestimation of their abilities, lay silently embedded in the sand.

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

Although it wasn't the first time Lei Wujie and Wushuang had witnessed Su Changqing's methods, they still couldn't help but feel a chill every time they saw them.

This method of killing without shedding blood, and even leaving no complete corpse, is truly shocking.

"Brother-in-law... this... that's it?" Lei Wujie swallowed hard, pointing at the tin paintings.

"Otherwise what? You want to keep them around for the New Year?"

Su Changqing clapped his hands, turned around, and his lazy smile returned to his face.

He covered Xiao Nuomi's eyes and said softly, "Nuonuo, be good. There were a few big black bugs trying to bite you, but Daddy swatted them flat. Don't look, or you'll get your eyes dirty."

"Great! Daddy is the best!" Although Little Nuomi didn't see the bloody scene just now, she was still very happy to hear that her daddy had driven away the bad guys.

far away.

Three multi-story ships on the sea.

The Southern Master, Minghou, was intently watching everything happening on the beach through a specially made telescope.

When he saw his elite black-armored guards, whom he had sent out, being crushed like bugs in just a few breaths, the metal glove holding his telescope made a squeaking, deforming sound.

"This...this is impossible!"

The Marquis of the Underworld's voice trembled slightly.

He finally understood that the information the Night Raven had sent back was not only not exaggerated, but even conservative!

That man, that seemingly harmless, even somewhat lazy young master, actually possesses such terrifying strength!

"The...the Grand Preceptor..."

The lieutenant, standing nearby, was dumbfounded, his teeth chattering. "Should we...should we still attack?"

"Attack? What are you going to use to attack?!"

The Marquis of the Underworld suddenly turned his head, and the single eye that was exposed outside the mask flashed with a light that was a mixture of madness and fear.

"Send the order! Turn the ship around immediately! Retreat at full speed! Return to Nanjue!"

All he wants now is to escape! To escape as far away as possible!

He had a strong premonition that if he didn't leave soon, these three ships, along with him, the Grand Preceptor of the Southern Kingdom, would all perish in this sea today!

however.

Before the deputy general could even relay the order...

A leisurely voice suddenly rang in everyone's ears, as if the person was standing right behind them.

"Since you're here, don't be in such a hurry to leave."

"As I mentioned earlier, we're having a whole fish feast for lunch today. Your ship must have brought quite a few good things, right?"

Minghou froze, then abruptly turned to look at the beach.

The man who had been standing on the beach had disappeared without a trace.

Instead, in mid-air, stood a figure in green robes, looking down at them like a god!

Su Changqing!

He actually traversed five hundred paces across the sea and appeared above their flagship!

"What...what do you want to do?!"

Forcibly suppressing his fear, Minghou drew his sword and roared, his voice trembling with fear, "I am the Grand Preceptor of the Southern Jue Kingdom! If you dare to touch me, the million-strong army of the Southern Jue Kingdom will surely crush the Northern Li Kingdom!"

"The Grand Preceptor of the Southern Sect?"

Su Changqing hovered in mid-air, looking down at him with a mocking smile on his lips.

"The reputation is quite impressive. Unfortunately, it doesn't work for me."

"I don't care if you're the Grand Preceptor of the Southern Kingdom or the Emperor of the Northern Kingdom. If you provoke me, even the Heavenly King himself will have to leave his life behind."

He held up one finger and pointed to the three enormous ships below.

"These three boats look pretty sturdy; we can dismantle them and build a water park for Nuonuo. As for you guys..."

"Just consider it... a free gift with the food delivery."

The words fell.

Su Changqing gently traced his finger across the three warships.

"laugh--"

A dazzling sword light, thousands of feet long, seemed to cleave the heavens and earth in two, and with a devastating force, it crashed down!

"No!!!"

The Lord of the Underworld let out a desperate roar.

But in the face of that sword light, all resistance seemed so pale and powerless.

……