C28 Making Use of the Situation

Upon hearing his own words echoed back to him by Jiaang Lin, Jiaang Gao's heart swelled with frustration and a sense of bleakness.

A bitter smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

Initially, he had been confident of victory, but in a mere moment, Jiaang Lin had completely turned the tide.

The bitterness of defeat in Jiaang Gao's heart was palpable.

"So, you knew all along that Jiaang Lang and the others were deliberately seeking you out to trap you?"

At that moment, Jiaang Gao had come to terms with his impending doom, and his fear of death had significantly diminished.

He stared directly at Jiaang Lin, his expression dark and foreboding.

"What else could it be? Did you honestly think I was foolish enough to believe that Jiaang Lang and his group came to me to forge a brotherhood?"

Jiaang Lin responded.

"So, you're saying that from the moment we entered this forest, you knew we intended to harm you, and that's why you lured this pack of Azure Demonic Wolves to encircle and eliminate us?"

Jiaang Gao asked, his voice icy.

"Exactly! Within the Jiaang family, it would be inconvenient for me to kill you without causing unnecessary trouble for my father.

But out here, I don't have such concerns.

So, I decided to turn your plan against you!"

Jiaang Lin replied, a smile playing on his lips.

"Turn our plan against us? Haha! What a move, Jiaang Lin. Far from being foolish, your cunning is downright terrifying.

Today, I, Jiaang Gao, accept my death at your hands without any grievances."

Jiaang Gao laughed heartily, though his laughter was tinged with a sense of desolation and solitude.

"However, if there is an afterlife, I, Jiaang Gao, vow to settle this score. Even as a ghost, I won't rest until I've had my revenge!"

In the end, Jiaang Gao's face twisted into a grimace as he bellowed with rage.

"If that time ever comes, I'll be waiting for you to seek vengeance!"

Jiaang Lin replied calmly.

With a mere thought, an Azure Demonic Wolf lunged, its jaws snapping shut on Jiaang Gao, severing him in two and leaving him lifeless on the forest floor.

The Jiaang family's prodigy, Jiaang Gao, was dead.

"Protector Cui, these Azure Demonic Wolves are too powerful; we're completely outmatched!"

A group of black-robed assassins stood back to back, huddled together, eyeing the menacing Azure Demonic Wolves surrounding them and the lifeless, mangled bodies of their fallen comrades on the ground.

Those still alive were gravely injured, their bodies riddled with wounds.

Elsewhere, Nan Wuyan had exerted tremendous effort to slay an Azure Demonic Wolf. Retreating swiftly, he rejoined his fellow survivors, his face etched with grave concern as he surveyed the grim scene.

"We must fight our way out, no matter what. Otherwise, the only thing awaiting us is certain death," he declared after a moment of heavy silence.

"A fight for survival? Don't fool yourselves! Surrender your lives willingly!"

A chilling voice echoed from a distance.

Jiaang Lin, with a commanding presence, directed all the Azure Demonic Wolves to encircle Nan Wuyan and his group, radiating an icy, intimidating aura of murderous intent.

The sight of Jiaang Lin intensified the gravity on Nan Wuyan's face.

"We have no quarrel with you; why must you relentlessly pursue our demise?" Nan Wuyan challenged, locking eyes with Jiaang Lin, his voice cold as ice.

"Indeed, we have no quarrel. So why did you assist Jiaang Gao and seek to ambush me?" Jiaang Lin's mouth curled into a slight smirk, leaving Nan Wuyan at a loss for words.

"If you're intent on killing me here, then be prepared for the tables to turn.

Today, it's either your end or mine—there's no middle ground for negotiation," Jiaang Lin concluded, his tone frosty.

His eyes, fiery with a blood-red gleam, shone fiercely.

The Azure Demonic Wolves around them erupted into a collective, thunderous howl that shook the forest, sending a cascade of leaves tumbling down. The sound struck terror into the hearts of Nan Wuyan and the other assassins, their faces drained of color.

"Since that's the case, you leave me no choice but to kill you!"

Nan Wuyan gave Jiaang Lin a chilling look and declared.

He had realized that the Azure Demonic Wolves were under Jiaang Lin's command. If he could eliminate Jiaang Lin, perhaps he and his companions could find a way to escape the encircling wolves.

With that in mind, Nan Wuyan resolved to take out Jiaang Lin!

"Kill!"

Jiaang Lin uttered the command coldly, without further ado.

More than a dozen fierce and wild Azure Demonic Wolves leaped forward, lunging at Nan Wuyan and his group.

In response, Nan Wuyan lightly tapped the ground with his toes, his form ghostly and unpredictable, moving with incredible speed to narrowly evade an attacking Azure Demonic Wolf.

He then stepped onto the massive head of the wolf, propelling his body even higher.

In a flash, a sharp dagger materialized in his hand, its blade wreathed in a sinister Genuine Qi.

"Die!"

Nan Wuyan fixed his gaze on Jiaang Lin, who was outside the pack, and with a cold shout, he propelled himself towards Jiaang Lin like a swift arrow.

*Swish!*

The blade cut through the air, aiming straight for Jiaang Lin's neck.

The strike was swift, precise, and fierce. Any ordinary Body Refining Level Eight expert would have been instantly slain by Nan Wuyan's blade.

But at that moment, Jiaang Lin had activated his Blood Eye Battle Soul. With its assistance, he could clearly anticipate Nan Wuyan's movements and offensive strategy.

Leaning back just slightly, Jiaang Lin effortlessly dodged the blade charged with Genuine Qi.

"How can this be?"

Witnessing Jiaang Lin evade his lethal strike with ease, Nan Wuyan's pupils contracted, and his face registered shock.

A tumultuous wave of disbelief surged within him.

Nan Wuyan had believed Jiaang Lin to be merely a young man at the Body Refining Level Seven Peak Stage, a level below his own strength.

How could Jiaang Lin, a practitioner at the Body Refining Level Seven Peak Stage, possibly dodge an attack that even a Body Refining Level Eight expert would struggle to avoid?

"Eight Extreme Fist!"

Jiaang Lin, paying no heed to the fleeting shock on Nan Wuyan's face, bellowed and unleashed a ferocious right hook aimed straight at Nan Wuyan's chest. The punch was incredibly swift, leaving Nan Wuyan no time to react. A dull thud echoed as Jiaang Lin's Eight Extreme Fist brutally connected with Nan Wuyan's chest, sending him hurtling through the air.

Eight waves of terrifying Dark Strength rampaged through Nan Wuyan's body, pulverizing his meridians and bones, as he spewed a jet of blood.

*Thump!*

Nan Wuyan's body crashed to the ground, his complexion deathly pale, the picture of defeat. He felt his blood roiling inside him, an unbearable sensation, and his Genuine Qi became erratic, leaving him utterly powerless to move.

One punch!

Jiaang Lin had grievously wounded a Body Refining Level Eight expert with a single strike.

In the distance, the black-robed assassins locked in a fierce battle with the Azure Demonic Wolf witnessed the sixteen-year-old Jiaang Lin incapacitate Nan Wuyan with one punch. Their faces registered shock and disbelief.

"Your strength was supposed to be at the Body Refining Level Seven Peak Stage. How could you deliver such a devastating punch?" Nan Wuyan coughed up another mouthful of blood, his face growing even more ashen.

His eyes, wide with bewilderment and astonishment, remained locked on Jiaang Lin. Before taking on the task from Jiaang Gao, Nan Wuyan had meticulously researched Jiaang Lin's capabilities and knew that Jiaang Lin was only at the Body Refining Level Seven Peak Stage!

But now, Nan Wuyan was confronted with a reality that contradicted everything he thought he knew. Jiaang Lin was certainly not just a Body Refining Level Seven Peak practitioner. It was inconceivable for someone of that level to inflict such damage with a single punch, let alone effortlessly evade his lethal strike earlier.

"Who told you that I'm only at the Body Refining Level Seven Peak Stage? Was it Jiaang Gao?"

"You really believe the nonsense that fool spouted? You must be even dumber than he is!"

Upon hearing Nan Wuyan's remarks, Jiaang Lin's lips quirked into an amused smirk.

At the family banquet the night before, he had bested Jiaang Gao with a single move, his prowess truly at the Body Refining Level Seven Peak Stage.

What Jiaang Gao, Nan Wuyan, and the rest were unaware of was that Jiaang Lin had already advanced to the Body Refining Level Eight the day before.

Therefore, it was effortless for the now more powerful Jiaang Lin to seriously injure Nan Wuyan with a mere application of the Eight Extreme Fist.

Nan Wuyan's face turned a shade of ashen fury upon hearing Jiaang Lin's taunting. Anger churned in his chest, and in a fit of rage, he spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

"You... you despicable..."

Struggling to contain his fury, Nan Wuyan weakly lifted his hand, pointing at Jiaang Lin with a grotesque scowl.

Regrettably, before he could finish, the spark in his eyes faded, and he collapsed, lifeless—a cold corpse.

A formidable Body Refining Level Eight master, dead from sheer anger caused by a single sentence from Jiaang Lin.

It must be said, Nan Wuyan's demise was pitifully ironic!

"Tsk! Such a fragile spirit, to be killed by mere words, and he called himself an assassin?"

Watching Nan Wuyan succumb to his own anger from just a few words, Jiaang Lin couldn't help but shake his head in bemusement.