Chapter 1714 - 1715: Do Not Make Futile Resistance
The man wearing a mask gazed deeply at Old Master Wang.
"I don't want anything; it's just that the Heavenly Secret Sect of the Dragon Chant Temple has already opened, and I'd like to invite you for a visit."
As he said this, the masked man laughed wildly again.
"In all of Huaxia, the only person capable of rescuing you is the Evil Dragon."
"Given your relationship, he will definitely try to save you upon learning you're trapped in Dragon Hidden Temple. At that time, there will be many matters I wish to discuss with him."
Old Master Wang suddenly realized, "You want to use me as bait to ambush Yang Fei and his group?"
The masked man scoffed.
"With my strength, would I need to ambush someone as insignificant as Yang Fei?"
"I merely hope he enters the Heavenly Secret Sect to uncover the secrets of this realm."
"By then, he might even be grateful for my guidance and willingly align with me."
As he spoke, he chuckled coldly and casually waved a hand.
The Heaven and Earth Vital Energy in the air transformed into numerous thumb-thick ropes, sparking with electricity, snaking towards Old Master Wang.
Startled, Old Master Wang's True Martial Qi Force surged, forming an oval barrier shielding his entire body.
The vital energy ropes bound Old Master Wang's barrier, slithering around and forming intricate symbols.
Old Master Wang sensed the pressure on him suddenly increase dramatically.
His True Martial Qi Shield grew smaller under the constriction of the snake-like ropes until it shattered with a roar.
The ropes immediately lunged towards Old Master Wang, coiling around him like giant serpents.
Old Master Wang shouted, his white hair standing on end, resembling dragons and serpents dancing.
A massive surge of True Yuan Energy exploded outward with immense power.
Boom!
With a loud boom, Old Master Wang's True Yuan Energy shattered the opponent's vital energy ropes into pieces.
However, Old Master Wang's True Yuan Energy was completely depleted, leaving him pale and with trembling legs.
The masked man maintained a cold smile at the corner of his lips, nodding in approval.
"As expected of the old hero who has dominated Huaxia for decades, but encountering me, it's best not to resist pointlessly."
As he spoke, he raised his index finger, pointing gracefully and leisurely at Old Master Wang's forehead.
Old Master Wang instinctively felt that he couldn't avoid this guy's move.
Realizing the imminent danger, he quickly retreated.
Yet, after just two steps back, an invisible force immobilized his body.
Old Master Wang stood frozen, unable to move even a finger.
He widened his eyes in astonishment.
This power resembled the True Martial Forbidden Realm, yet it was far more terrifying and lasted longer.
The masked man's finger seemed slow but moved with surprising speed.
Finally, he touched Old Master Wang's brow, and Old Master Wang closed his eyes, falling backward.
Before his body could hit the ground, the man's wide sleeve waved.
Old Master Wang's body was instantly lifted into the air, suspended.
The masked man glanced back, let out a cold laugh, and casually carved a few lines of words on the pavilion's pillar.
After finishing, he waved his wide sleeve and vanished like a gust of wind.
In a moment, both the masked man and Old Master Wang disappeared without a trace.
More than ten minutes later, the beautiful and clear Susu opened the small courtyard's door.
The courtyard seemed ravaged by a storm; plants were toppled, branches were broken, creating a chaotic mess.
Susu trembled at the sight.
She dashed into the main house, repeatedly calling out.
"Ancestral Master, where are you?"
Susu searched the entire yard, finally finding the message on the pillar.
The hard wooden pillar bore the imprint of words carved by fingers, in a flowing and dynamic script, containing only a single sentence.
"Behind the Dragon Chant Temple, inside the Heavenly Secret Sect, I am waiting for you."
Staring at this cryptic message, Susu widened her eyes suddenly.
Clearly, these words weren't directed at her.
Among Old Master's closest people, there was only herself and Yang Fei. Could this message be for Yang Fei?
With this thought, Susu took out her phone, snapped a photo of the words, and sent them to Yang Fei.
Yang Fei's phone number hadn't been reachable for several months.
Susu knew of his identity, so she wasn't surprised, but with this matter being extremely urgent, it could not be delayed.
Susu stood there, lost in thought, suddenly thinking of Yannan, and instantly made up her mind.
"Right, that rascal's base is in Yannan; I can definitely reach him in Yannan."
With a resolute thought, Susu stomped her foot and dashed away from the Phoenix Pavilion.
At that moment, Yang Fei was still visiting Dragon Island.
Under Ye's governance, Dragon Island was orderly and flourishing.
On the military side, Yan Wuxin managed the Night Army, which maintained strict discipline and unity between officers and soldiers.
Since the battle with Mournful Song of the Black Fox, the Night Army's reputation soared among global mercenaries, easily entering the top ten worldwide, ranking fourth.
Additionally, Dragon Island's Special Forces Training Camp had scaled up.
Since introducing the three Martial Arts systems to Dragon Island, the Special Forces trained there emerged with unparalleled combat strength.
Eleven countries worldwide had already established cooperative relationships with Dragon Island.
Based on this, more countries expressed intentions to collaborate, hoping Dragon Island could train their Special Forces.
Ye, following Yang Fei's orders, declared to nations worldwide.
Dragon Island would not intervene in any country's internal or external disputes, remaining neutral and only offering Special Forces training services.
Of course, the fee for training Special Forces from these countries at Dragon Island was extremely high.
Almost every Military Department, faced with the enormous training fees, saw the commanding officer's hand tremble as they signed off.
Terms like Black-hearted Ghost and Bronte were mentioned even by Ye and Yan Wuxin, though they paid them no mind.
After all, despite the curses, when countries saw the formidable combat capabilities of Dragon Island-trained Special Forces, they continued sending soldiers for training.
Of course, some countries disapproved of Dragon Island's Special Forces Training Camp.
Some directly pointed out that Dragon Island's Training Camp posed significant obstacles to global counter-terrorism.
Because they trained not only regular special forces from various countries but also private armed factions.
These factions, armed with the indomitable Special Forces skills from Dragon Island, could become very dangerous.
Yang Fei scoffed at such claims.
To him, there is no absolute justice or evil in this world.
If the world were truly united and loving, why would there still be soldiers?
The law of the jungle, survival of the fittest, applies to any country and era.
Is the hegemony of the Mysterious Country not frightening?
Indeed, such matters were for politicians to worry about; Yang Fei couldn't be bothered.
Meanwhile, Yang Fei focused most of his energy on the beauties and mineral resources in the Black Forest.
The Night Clan in the Black Forest are the most terrifying shadow assassins. Once they achieve Core Formation to Divine Communication, their bodies enter a state of invisibility.
Such assassins are nearly impossible to guard against, with no one able to withstand them.