In his eyes, the entire international society constructed by money and modern finance seemed to have been completely shattered, and the broken fragments reflected an even more vast world.
In this world, there were not only immortals who could live for hundreds of years, but also terrifying families that had existed for thousands of years, and even divine beings who could traverse the heavens and the earth.
"These families have all left significant marks in history. Any one of them has the power to destroy a small nation. And now, they are not even qualified to stand on the stage, let alone reveal their names!
Lin Beichen and Qin Wenwu, just how powerful are they..."
Qian Mingxing’s body trembled slightly, and he suddenly grabbed Wu Haoyu’s arm.
In the moment he acted, Qian Mingxing was shocked to find that Wu Haoyu’s body was also trembling.
Only then did they finally understand why the higher-ups had sealed off this area.
This was not just a matter of a couple of big figures using their privileges, but the opening of a new world’s gate.
The sky gradually darkened.
From the high noon sunshine, to the sun halfway down, and then to dusk.
The crowd waited from clear skies and good weather to continuous drizzle, but still, Lin Beichen did not appear.
Yan Zhenyue and the others hid back into the cabin, while the crowd anticipating the grand battle still stood waiting quietly through the wind and rain.
"Could it be that Lin Beichen isn’t coming?"
Wei Qingqing asked with a face full of boredom, resting her chin on her hand.
"Qin Wenwu has been waiting for a month without minding, why are we in such a hurry?"
The old man smiled faintly, sitting cross-legged on the prayer mat.
Beside him, the little girl was learning from her grandfather’s posture, practicing Qi and meditating.
Wei Qingqing pouted and was just about to speak.
At that moment, the elderly man in white suddenly stood up, and simultaneously, exclamations erupted from all the surrounding boats.
"Lin Beichen has finally arrived."
"A battle to herald a new era, I can’t believe I can witness it with my own eyes in this lifetime."
"To break through the Celestial Gate at a student’s age, just how majestic is this person? I must see him with my own eyes; otherwise, I’ll die with regrets."
On the slightly misty lake, the voices of the crowd were extremely excited.
One by one, the once most distinguished figures showed expressions of anticipation, unable to suppress the excitement in their hearts.
Those who were unaware might be immensely startled if they came here.
In their eyes, it seemed like a star fan meeting was being held.
"Lin Beichen, could it be you?"
Zhou Ya couldn’t help but come to the cabin door, looking into the distance, her face full of complex emotions.
In the vague mist and rain of Jiangnan, under the dusk sunshine, a small boat slowly approached from outside the Water Island next to the Daoist temple of Sanqing.
The temple bell tolled serenely.
On the small boat, a man dressed in casual attire stood at the bow.
This man was delicate and handsome to the extreme.
Beside him, there was another beautiful woman with green hair and blue eyes.
The beauty held a Jiangnan umbrella in one hand, and a light gauze in the other, shielding the man from the wind and rain while occasionally wiping the raindrops off the man’s body with the gauze.
Such a handsome man and beautiful woman on a boat together looked like a pair of golden boys and jade maidens, a match made in heaven.
"This person... why does he look somewhat familiar?"
Wei Qingqing said dazedly.
"He... is he the Lin Beichen you mentioned?"
Yan Zhenyue looked up at Zhou Ya, her face full of oddity.
Zhou Ya was startled when she took a closer look at the man at the bow, but then suddenly relaxed.
Her feelings were very conflicted.
Rationally, she knew that the Lin Beichen dueling with Qin Wenwu was probably just someone with the same name, unlikely to be the same person.
But for some reason, another voice told her that these two were the same person.
There couldn’t be two people in this world with the same name and appearance looking so similar.
Qian Mingxing stared straight at the woman on the boat and suddenly said:
"That beauty in Hanfu should be Zhao Weinan from Zhongcheng Hall, right? I remember she was the school belle of the Imperial Capital Film and Television Academy, with men chasing her lined up in several streets. Could she also be part of this circle?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Haoyu’s mouth twitched.
He thought he had a chance, but he didn’t expect this beauty to belong to another circle.
After staying here for a while, Wu Haoyu had become somewhat insecure.
Previously, introducing his family background made him proud no matter who he faced.
But now, he wished he could pretend to be an ostrich and bury his head in the feathers.
At this moment, an old man sitting on a lone boat in the water seemed to emit a surge of Ice Qi.
He put down his fishing rod and slowly stood up, and as he stood, his appearance surprisingly began to transform.
Like an old decayed man, he gradually reversed aging.
He actually transformed from an old man into a young man, and then from a young man into a child.
Witnessing this scene, the surrounding spectators immediately cried out in surprise.
"Reversal Technique, this is the signature divine technique at the peak of Death Gate!"
"Qin Wenwu has indeed mastered the Reversal Technique!"
"The legend says that Qin Wenwu has been in the world for thousands of years, could this be true?"
With every step Qin Wenwu took, his figure changed dramatically.
Time seemed to create turbulence around him.
With every step he took, his body seemed to age by more than a dozen years or become more than a dozen years younger.
"Lin Beichen, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Qin Wenwu said in a deep voice, his voice like a dragon’s roar.
"The scenery of Jiangnan Water Village is enchanting. I have been fishing here for a whole month just to catch you, hoping you can give me some surprises."
The dragon’s roar echoed above the Water Island, like the howl of a gale, causing the boats to rock.
Wei Qingqing and others exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly grasped the railings, fearing they might fall into the lake.
"Qin Wenwu?"
The man at the bow looked into the distance, a flicker of greenish light flashing in his eyes.
"Don’t worry, I’ll come to take your head right now."
Just as the man finished speaking, the omnipresent gale suddenly halted, as if it was pressed by a giant hand in the void.
The man’s body became nebulous, stepping on the void.
When the man left the boat and landed on the water surface of the lake, a whirlpool suddenly arose on the tranquil water.
"Boom!"
Lin Beichen took a step, lightly tapping the water, causing the surrounding water to freeze instantly.
In the next moment, with a thunderous roar, countless splashes erupted, and Lin Beichen shot out like a cannonball.
On the once serene water surface, a several hundred meters long crack appeared, as if the water was sliced open!
Within the sliced water, a figure dashed straight towards Qin Wenwu in the distance.
For Lin Beichen, the distance of over a thousand meters took only an instant.
The speed of the Yin Yang Dao Grandmaster was already fast, but it still fell short before Lin Beichen.
"Good timing."
With a loud laugh.
Qin Wenwu jumped up, soaring high into the sky. As he did so, the solitary boat beneath his feet shattered into pieces.
Lin Beichen stood on his lone boat, slowly raising his head, and happened to see Qin Wenwu’s face bursting with wild laughter.
"You didn’t disappoint me."
Qin Wenwu laughed maniacally, and a surge of Ice Qi gathered in his arms, freezing the void and forming two wings of ice, gliding a hundred meters away.
When he landed, the lake surface below him froze into ice, supporting his body as if he was walking on flat ground.
All along, he remained untainted by a single drop of water and without a crease in his clothes.
Lin Beichen looked at Qin Wenwu indifferently, slowly gathering a wisp of Spiritual Light at his fingertip.
"Qin Wenwu, as the one testing my skills, I allow you to choose how you want to die. How do you wish to die?"
"Lin Beichen, at the Celestial Gate Realm, verbal taunts are useless! In this world, life and death, nations, and clans are mere fleeting illusions to you and me. Only by stepping into the Mystic Sect and becoming a True Immortal is our sole pursuit."
Qin Wenwu said calmly, covered in ice and snow, which gathered into an Ice and Snow Throne, standing on it like an emperor overlooking the mortal realm.
"I once had high hopes for Zhao Tianjie, deliberately placing him in the dark insect cave, hoping he would comprehend death in the eternal darkness and break through the Death Gate Realm. However, he remained stagnant, stuck at the peak level for his entire life."
"He was killed by you, and I don’t blame you, because from the moment he emerged from the cave, I already considered him a dead man!
Thirty years ago, I successfully mastered the Reversal Technique at the peak of the Death Gate, and time can no longer threaten me. There are few things in this world that interest me, and you are one of them."
"So, by killing Zhao Tianjie, I actually helped you get rid of some trash. Shouldn’t you thank me?"
Lin Beichen sneered, murderous intent surging around him.
A great battle was about to erupt.