Master Lin from Seacrest!
As soon as Evan Lin spoke, the whole crowd fell into a strange silence.
Everyone's expression changed wildly.
Impossible!
How could this be?!
No matter how strong Master Lin from Seacrest is, there's no way he could reach this level!
A few Pointing-to-Mystery experts shouted in shock.
More than forty people all looked up at Evan Lin.
Blind fools. Deserve to die.
Evan Lin's face was indifferent. As soon as he spoke, torrential rain poured from the sky.
Everyone heard a thunderous dragon's roar in their ears.
Next moment—
They saw, high above the horizon, a massive dragon's head emerge from that sky-darkening, earth-connecting curtain of sea!
A deep blue dragon body, dazzling eyes shining with cold light, appeared before everyone!
And that youth stood atop the dragon's head, his figure swaying, black hair whipping wildly in the wind, his whole body radiating cold fierceness.
Kill him!
Everyone, together! Everyone, together!
Chaos broke out below.
Over forty Pointing-to-Mystery experts, more than a hundred Vajra experts, and six hundred-plus Inner Force masters—some tried to flee, some wanted to fight to the death.
And the dragon's roar kept getting closer.
The rain poured down in torrents.
Raindrops fell like blades, slicing through the storm—within ten breaths, everyone surrounding the Zheng Estate was utterly wiped out!
Inner Force? Like dogs.
Vajra? Like dogs.
Pointing-to-Mystery? Still dogs!
The Zheng family stood in a daze, watching those so-called experts who had strutted arrogantly moments ago now wailing in misery.
They didn’t even have the slightest chance to fight back!
Just like that, they were completely finished.
And the youth standing in midair, atop the dragon’s head, radiated an untamed, razor-sharp aura.
“The world only knows the Upper-Grade Lin Clan, and a little of Master Lin from Seacrest—but not Evan Lin, the Nine Mysteries Immortal Lord.”
Evan didn’t even glance at the carnage below. He turned his eyes northward.
With a single wave of his hand, several cultivation manuals dropped into the Zheng Estate below.
“Everything outside has been handled.”
“I’m heading north—to Beijing.”
“Don’t worry.”
Evan’s voice was calm. As he finished speaking, the dragon lifted its head and soared into the sky.
That day, in Oceanport, hundreds of thousands looked up into the endless downpour—to see the youth standing atop the dragon’s head above the storm!
This scene was more shocking than any movie.
Countless people whipped out their phones, trying to capture the moment.
“It’s a dragon.”
Zheng Jiayun shook her head. "No need for pointless theatrics."
"Killing you? No way. If I just off you, That One might..."
As he said that, Lin Yan's eyes went cold. He slapped Zheng Jiayun hard across the face.
Blood trickled down Zheng Jiayun's lips, but she just stared back at him calmly.
"Since when does the Upper-Grade Lin Clan need you telling us what to do?"
"If you won't cooperate, the whole Zheng family goes down with you!"
"But if you play along, maybe the Upper-Grade Lin Clan will show mercy. We'll track down that bastard you spawned, strip out his bloodline power, and let him stay as a janitor—cleaning toilets for us."
"Letting him live would be the greatest mercy the Upper-Grade Lin Clan could give!"
"But you? You're beyond redemption."
"You're trash—a low-grade woman. If it weren't for you, our That One would've..."
Before Lin Yan could finish, the car suddenly jolted violently.
"What the hell?"
Lin Yan barked at the driver.
The driver looked like he'd seen a ghost—face pale, hand trembling as he pointed ahead, unable to utter a single word.
He looked like he'd just witnessed something utterly terrifying.
Something so scary, he couldn't even speak.
"Should I call your bastard kid and tell him to hurry up and get over here?"
"Listen, the Upper-Grade Lin Clan has bigger things to handle right now, so you're on hold. But once we're done, your business is next."
"That bastard you gave birth to doesn't deserve to live in this world. He stains our Lin Clan bloodline, and you stain our legacy."
"People like you don't deserve to be anywhere near the Lin Clan!"
Lin Yan spoke with utter disdain.
"He's my child, not a bastard," Zheng Jiayun said softly but with unwavering resolve.
"Not afraid to die, huh? Or do you really think I won't kill you?"
Lin Yan arched his brow and let out a mocking laugh. "The Lin Clan's family rules are clear—no children with low-grade people. That's ancestral law!"
"You shameless woman—who knows what tricks you used to win That One's heart. Absolutely despicable."
"You probably have no clue what kind of pressure That One took on for a woman like you."
"But it's almost over. The Upper-Grade Lin Clan is about to take back the world, and That One—chained down by you—will finally be free."
Lin Yan's voice was ice cold.
"Did something happen to him?" Zheng Jiayun hesitated, then asked.
"None of your business. All you need to do is cooperate when the time comes."
"No point hiding it now. When the time comes, you just need to act cheap—seduce some guy—and we'll make sure That One sees it. That'll cut his feelings for good."
"Once That One's obsession is gone, your death will be well deserved. Only then will I spare the rest of the Zheng family. Got it?"
Lin Yan spoke coldly.
He really shouldn't be saying all this right now.
Some things you just do—you don't talk about them.
But Lin Yan couldn't help himself.
He didn't even know why, but anxiety gnawed at him.
It was totally baseless, but he couldn't shake it.
The Upper-Grade Lin Clan clearly had everything under control!
"You can kill me if you want," Zheng Jiayun said.
Zheng Jiayun shook her head. "No need for pointless theatrics."
"Killing you? No way. If I just off you, That One might..."
As he said that, Lin Yan's eyes went cold. He slapped Zheng Jiayun hard across the face.
Blood trickled down Zheng Jiayun's lips, but she just stared back at him calmly.
"Since when does the Upper-Grade Lin Clan need you telling us what to do?"
"If you won't cooperate, the whole Zheng family goes down with you!"
"But if you play along, maybe the Upper-Grade Lin Clan will show mercy. We'll track down that bastard you spawned, strip out his bloodline power, and let him stay as a janitor—cleaning toilets for us."
"Letting him live would be the greatest mercy the Upper-Grade Lin Clan could give!"
"But you? You're beyond redemption."
"You're trash—a low-grade woman. If it weren't for you, our That One would've..."
Before Lin Yan could finish, the car suddenly jolted violently.
"What the hell?"
Lin Yan barked at the driver.
The driver looked like he'd seen a ghost—face pale, hand trembling as he pointed ahead, unable to utter a single word.
He looked like he'd just witnessed something utterly terrifying.
Something so scary, he couldn't even speak.