'The mission's title is "The Conspiracy of the Three Great Empires!"'

Lin Yi stood at the gates of Linlang Pavilion, looking at the generals and soldiers from the Ao Sheng Empire around him, clearly aware that the forces surrounding him were not just from the Ao Sheng Empire.

Seeing Meng Yin's determined expression, it was obvious that they were already informed about what Lin Yi had done in Celestial Feather City.

If that were the case, then they had certainly come prepared this time.

With this thought, Lin Yi became even more cautious about summoning Katrina.

After all, she was Lin Yi's last trump card.

The summoning time was only a short minute.

If the opponent really came prepared, no matter how strong Katrina was, it would be impossible for her to defeat them all in just one minute.

And after that minute, he would completely lose the chance to turn the situation around.

Therefore, Lin Yi decided to gather more chips for himself before revealing his trump card.

Isn't this world about the rule of the strong?

Looking at Meng Yin's confident eyes, an idea suddenly sparked in his mind.

At this moment, the soul of Elda Sword Saint suddenly appeared next to Lin Yi as a wisp of blue smoke, looking smug:

"It seems like you're in trouble? Hehe~"

Lin Yi snorted coldly without replying.

And since Elda's form was a soul body, Lin Yi wasn't worried that anyone could see him.

Meng Yin, seeing Lin Yi not speaking for a long time, assumed that Lin Yi was scared.

He immediately pointed at Lin Yi:

"Men, capture him!"

In an instant, dozens of elite troops from the Ao Sheng Empire pointed their weapons at Lin Yi.

At this tense moment, Ling Yuwei bravely pushed aside the soldiers blocking her way, standing in front of Lin Yi, and shouted angrily at Meng Yin's side:

"Let's see who dares!"

Lin Yi looked at the woman standing protectively in front of him, a mixed smile of helplessness and emotion on his face.

To stand up fearlessly like this in such circumstances showed a friendship that couldn't be expressed with just words.

Charles, watching Ling Yuwei's actions, felt a sharp pain in his heart:

"What's so special about him that makes you protect him so fiercely?"

Ling Yuwei, filled with determination, replied:

"He's not only a guest of honor at Linlang Pavilion but also a friend of mine."

"As long as I'm here, none of you will take him away."

At that moment, a hand suddenly rested on Ling Yuwei's delicate shoulder.

Ling Yuwei, instinctively wanting to avoid it, realized it was Lin Yi.

Lin Yi, holding a longsword, gently pushed Ling Yuwei aside:

"It's better if Linlang Pavilion doesn't get involved in this. I'll handle it."

Elda, with a mocking smile, whispered in Lin Yi's ear:

"There are at least three Tier Nine Divine Kings around."

"Even if you call that woman out, you still can't protect yourself."

"Give up."

"Give up? Ha~"

Lin Yi showed a mysterious smile:

"Honestly."

"I've never fought a True God before."

"I would like to see how strong the True God Realm on the Nine Nether Continent is."

Ling Yuwei looked at Lin Yi, unable to understand:

"Are you sure about this?"

Lin Yi signaled to a gray-robed elder to take Ling Yuwei away, saying:

"I never act without confidence."

Lin Yi held the Dragon Scale Sword, staring at Meng Yin.

Everyone around them was shocked to see Lin Yi draw his weapon:

"Is this kid crazy? How could he withstand the power of a Divine King?"

"Could it be he's actually a Divine King too?"

However, this guess was quickly dismissed by the crowd:

"Impossible!"

"In tens of thousands of years, our continent has never seen such a young Tier Nine Divine Level."

"Saying he's a Tier Seven Emperor Level would be an overestimation."

Some speculated:

"Maybe he's ready for a desperate fight."

"But isn't there supposed to be a Divine Venerable backing him up? Where is this person?"

"Who knows."

In the crowd, Sikong Tingzhi from the Mage Guild watched Lin Yi with curiosity.

Lin Yi's actions had taken him by surprise:

"What's he up to?"

Everyone wanted to know.

Facing the powerful Ao Sheng Empire and a Tier Nine Divine Level expert.

What kind of response would this mysterious man make?

However, Ling Yuwei's actions once again caught Lin Yi off guard. She ignored Lin Yi's words, resolutely declaring:

"Today, I won't let anything happen."

Suddenly, within Linlang Pavilion, over a dozen powerful presences appeared, standing behind Lin Yi and in opposition to the people of the Ao Sheng Empire.

Seeing those figures in black scarves, the crowd buzzed:

"These are the Shadow Guards of Linlang Pavilion!"

"It's said that the weakest of these Shadow Guards are at least Tier Seven Emperor Level."

"Didn't expect even them to be deployed. Looks like Linlang Pavilion is serious this time!"

Charles, witnessing this scene, looked at Ling Yuwei with deep disappointment and shock:

"Miss Ling, have you gone mad?"

"For this mysterious stranger, is all this worth it!"

The mobilization of the Shadow Guards indicated that Linlang Pavilion was revealing its trump cards.

All for the sake of protecting this enigmatic man.

Thinking of this, Charles almost wanted to spit blood.

He really couldn't understand what was so special about this kid.

And he couldn't understand why Ling Yuwei was so determined to defend him.

Compared to Charles' confusion, Meng Yin appeared much more direct.

Upon seeing the Linlang Pavilion deploy the Shadow Guards, Meng Yin let out a roar:

"Linlang Pavilion!"

"Such audacity."

The huge sound waves immediately echoed above the Jialan Imperial Capital.

Countless people were frightened and trembling under this roar.

However, Ling Yuwei remained unmoved and said:

"From the start, it was your Prince's skills that were inferior, and now you are so aggressive."

"Since you want to act unreasonably, my Linlang Pavilion naturally is not afraid of trouble."

Ling Yuwei glanced back inside the Linlang Pavilion.

Seeing that Ling Yudao still had no intention of appearing, she then turned to Meng Yin and said:

"If your Ao Sheng Empire truly wants to make things difficult for my Linlang Pavilion over this."

"Then my Linlang Pavilion will oblige."

Meng Yin's face turned extremely angry upon hearing this:

"A little girl, do you really think I wouldn't dare?"

"Boom!!!"

Immediately, a frenzied aura erupted from Meng Yin, an invisible energy wave spreading around him.

Everyone around was forced to retreat continuously under this aura, secretly shocked.

Even the Shadow Guards of Linlang Pavilion could only grit their teeth and endure under this aura.

This aura was especially directed towards the infuriating Ling Yuwei.

Just as Ling Yuwei was about to resist this aura, she suddenly felt her body lighten.

By the time she reacted, Lin Yi's voice was already in her ear:

"Thank you."

"But from here on, leave it to me."

Lin Yi activated "Instant Teleportation" to lift Ling Yuwei, then landed beside the gray-robed elder.

Under the shocked and disbelieving gazes of the crowd, Lin Yi set Ling Yuwei down and turned to walk toward Meng Yin.

Ling Yuwei, unable to savor the warmth of that moment, looked anxiously at Lin Yi:

"Young Master Lin Yi, don't go."

Lin Yi did not turn back, saying:

"Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Lin Yi held the Dragon Scale Sword, facing Meng Yin's frenzied pressure.

While everyone else retreated step by step under this pressure, only Lin Yi walked down the steps of the Linlang Pavilion unfazed.

This scene left the surrounding people with their jaws dropped:

"He can actually remain unaffected by the Divine King's pressure; how is this possible?"

Perhaps some could already guess that Lin Yi must have equipment on him that allows him to ignore the pressure.

When Lin Yi stepped off the stage to face Meng Yin.

Realizing his move was ineffective, Meng Yin had to retract the pressure, then looked at Lin Yi with interest and said:

"I must admit, among the younger generation, you're the most courageous I've seen."

"But perhaps those around you didn't tell you that great courage must be matched by strength."

"Even possessing enough strength doesn't mean you can run rampant."

"There are still many in this world whom you cannot afford to provoke easily."

Facing the self-satisfied Meng Yin, Lin Yi calmly replied with a question:

"Have you finished talking?"

Meng Yin, sensing an immense insult in Lin Yi's expression, glared at him angrily and said:

"Kid, do you think I don't dare to act against you?"

Lin Yi nonchalantly shrugged, swinging the Dragon Scale Sword without changing his expression, and said:

"You talk too much."

"You!"

Meng Yin laughed in extreme anger and said:

"Since you wish to die, I'll grant you that."

Meng Yin disappeared without warning, causing everyone around to shudder.

Their eyes turned to Lin Yi, puzzled.

They didn't understand why he kept provoking a Tier Nine Divine King.

Could it be that he truly sought his own death?

As a Tier Nine powerhouse, Meng Yin.

Faced with Lin Yi's repeated provocations, his strong individual's pride wouldn't allow Lin Yi to continue standing before him.

Within the blink of an eye, Meng Yin appeared in front of Lin Yi, striking towards Lin Yi's chest.

Seeing this, everyone was immensely shocked:

"Too fast!"

From Meng Yin disappearing to appearing five meters in front of Lin Yi, not even a blink had passed.

Many hadn't even reacted, and Meng Yin's attack was already before Lin Yi.

Everyone put themselves in that position; no one would be able to respond in such a situation.

Except Lin Yi!

At the moment Meng Yin moved.

A strange energy instantly wrapped around Lin Yi's eyes, making Meng Yin's nearly teleportation-like movement clear to him.

As Meng Yin appeared:

Just as Ling Yudao inside the Linlang Pavilion was about to make a move;

Just as Ling Yuwei was filled with worry and shock;

Just as Charles cast a sympathetic gaze towards Lin Yi;

Just as everyone thought Lin Yi would surely be crippled if not killed by Meng Yin's attack...

Lin Yi unexpectedly raised his longsword:

"Well done."

"Secret Technique·Annihilation Slash" (Using this skill, instantly teleport to the target and deal 120% physical damage; during the execution of the skill, the user is in an invincible state.)