Prince Zuo Cheng just glanced at the battlefield and snorted. His gaze then fell upon Fang Yu'er. Just as before, the moment he noticed her, he was captivated by the woman's beauty. In his mind, if Lin Yun managed to come out of this alive, perhaps he could be given a chance to negotiate. But if he didn't make it out, then Fang Yu'er certainly wouldn't be leaving this place either.
Fang Yu'er was well aware of this. She had thought of escaping earlier, but now, there was definitely no opportunity. There were too many experts in this princely estate; with her abilities, she couldn't possibly defeat them.
"You had best pray that this boy comes out of there alive," the prince said to her. "If he loses this battle, then you will be staying here forever. Don't even think about resisting me. Since I was able to become the most powerful prince in the Daye Dynasty, I naturally possess a power beyond that of ordinary men."
A master of the human heart, Prince Zuo Cheng had quickly seen through all of Fang Yu'er's thoughts.
Fang Yu'er understood as well that the prince was not joking with her. However, she wasn't thinking about a quick escape. Instead, she placed all of her hopes on Lin Yun. Since that man had promised he could get her out of this alive, then he could surely do it now.
As He Jiemin completely suppressed Lin Yun, he began to gloat. Although he understood that his own life was forfeit here, to be able to drag a genius like Lin Yun down to die with him was truly one of life's greatest pleasures.
"I told you long ago, there are some matters you should not interfere in, yet you, boy, insisted on courting death. Now that you've embroiled yourself in this mess, I'd like to see what ability you have left to stop any of this."
He Jiemin's mocking voice echoed incessantly in Lin Yun's ears.
But Lin Yun paid no attention to the man's words at all. Instead, he closed his eyes and used his killing intent domain to continuously refresh He Jiemin's position.
After pulling away to a certain distance, he found that He Jiemin was closing in on him at an even faster speed. But this time, he wasn't the least bit nervous. On the contrary, the corners of his lips curled up into a slight smile.
The instant He Jiemin drew near, Lin Yun suddenly stopped. His killing intent domain contracted rapidly in that same moment, its effective range now fixed to a three-meter radius around his body.
In this state of complete condensation, the effect of the killing intent domain on He Jiemin's speed became terrifyingly pronounced. After only a moment, He Jiemin felt as if his body had plunged into a muddy swamp. His speed had slowed dramatically.
But this had little effect on him. He was already close to Lin Yun. One more strike, and this would all be over.
The instant He Jiemin's sword came slashing down, he saw the smile on Lin Yun's face.
"I'm sorry. In the end, you were still one move short. You should learn to be a bit smarter in your next life."
He Jiemin's eyes widened, seemingly not understanding. But he quickly sensed the problem. He saw that Lin Yun was now wearing a set of armor.
The Mystic Heaven Silkworm Armor?
This was an incredibly rare treasure. Even in the entire cultivation world, many had only heard of it but never seen it. He never imagined the first time he would see this treasure would be on a young junior.
It was precisely because Lin Yun was wearing this armor that he was able to completely withstand He Jiemin's strike.
But He Jiemin still didn't understand. This alone was not enough to kill him. Even if this one strike failed, he could just try a few more times.
But the instant that thought flashed through his mind, he saw a mass of ethereal blue flame erupt from Lin Yun's body. At almost the same time, He Jiemin recognized it as the infamous Mystic Netherworld Aberrant Flame.
"To a certain extent, it's true that I cannot kill you," Lin Yun said. "But the moment the thought of killing me arose in your mind, it meant that you were about to walk right into the trap I designed for you. Just like now. No matter how you struggle, you can never escape from the palm of my hand."
Lin Yun looked at He Jiemin's shocked expression and said with a triumphant grin. Just as they had thought, there was nothing to worry about in this battle at all.
He Jiemin stared at Lin Yun, dumbfounded. Even with all his mental preparation, he still couldn't comprehend any of this. Impossible! Why does this man possess so many heavenly treasures? Even with his vast knowledge and experience, He Jiemin simply couldn't imagine it. To see so many treasures deployed at once by a young junior… he never would have thought that such a junior could display such terrifying strength, leaving him completely unable to respond.
In the next moment, under He Jiemin's despairing gaze, the ethereal blue flames completely devoured him.
The miserable screams of He Jiemin echoed in the ears of everyone on the ground below. And with his fall, the surrounding domain finally began to loosen.
After finishing all this, Lin Yun, panting for breath, slowly descended to the ground. The moment his feet touched the earth, his entire presence changed in an instant.
His icy gaze fell upon Prince Zuo Cheng.
Although he had defeated He Jiemin, the current danger was still a problem. Even if no one else in the princely estate was his match, he had expended far too much energy in the great battle just now.
But he wasn't worried. If these people before him truly wanted to kill him, Lin Yun wouldn't mind unleashing the Mystic Netherworld Aberrant Flame once more to kill every single person present.
But it was clear that Prince Zuo Cheng, in the end, still had a brain. Especially after witnessing the previous battle, he understood that Lin Yun was not to be trifled with.
"It seems that Your Highness has now recognized reality," Lin Yun said flatly, seeing that the prince was not making any rash moves.
Prince Zuo Cheng nodded, then waved his hand grandly. "Go and arrest all those from the Shangqing Temple."
The steward behind him was stunned for a moment but still went to faithfully carry out his orders. Now, only a few of the strongest experts remained by the prince's side. But when they looked at Lin Yun, it was as if they were facing a great enemy. Even someone as powerful as He Jiemin had been defeated. If they were to fight, their own defeat would only be a matter of time.
"Little friend Lin, since you wish to talk," the prince said, his tone changed, "why don't we find another place? How about it?"
Lin Yun nodded. "Since Your Highness has spoken, I will naturally agree. However, this friend of mine must come with us."
Prince Zuo Cheng laughed heartily. "But of course."