Fantasy: I Can Control the Script of My Life

Duan Wuya let out a soft laugh. "Before the Crimson Ghost Sect is officially eliminated, how could we possibly be exterminated?"

Fang Zhou's abilities were peculiar, but that was all they were. Looking at Duan Wuya, Fang Zhou snorted. "In that case, let's begin." He didn't hesitate, charging directly at Duan Wuya. His movements were incredibly fast.

The disciples on Lin Yun's side breathed a collective sigh of relief. A moment ago, they had all thought they were about to be buried here. But now, they could finally see a glimmer of hope. With Duan Wuya's appearance, the reinforcements from the other sects would surely be arriving soon.

Zhou Damao, leading the remaining members of the Beast Taming Sect, immediately began to break through the encirclement. In the next moment, more and more people charged out from the forest. The disciples of every sect had united at this moment. They knew full well that the opponent before them was not weak. If they wanted to win this battle, they had to give it their all. No one dared to slack off; every single person attacked with their full strength. But facing these powerful opponents, no one knew what the future held.

Lin Yun took it all in. "Coordinate with the others. We will strike from within while they strike from without and tear open the Crimson Ghost Sect's defensive line." He didn't know the exact situation outside, but given their predicament, this was the only solution.

The Crimson Ghost Sect, for their part, had never expected to be attacked. Thus, when faced with this dangerous situation, their response was somewhat lacking.

"I'll protect you." Ye Qian stood beside Lin Yun and huffed. "You are indeed very strong. But until I have defeated you myself, I will absolutely not allow you to die just like that."

Lin Yun was taken aback. Me? Die? Even if every other person on this battlefield died, he wouldn't. But he just smiled and shook his head. "I just need some time to recover. And I'm already feeling much better."

Lin Yun slowly rose to his feet. His sharp gaze turned to the distance. Those Crimson Ghost Sect disciples had no idea they were now surrounded by a pack of wolves.

War is cruel, especially when both sides are fighting for ultimate victory.

Just then, Lin Yun looked behind him. A moment ago, he had seen his panel.

[Name]: Lin Yun

[Realm]: Sky-Soaring Realm - Stage 1

[Destiny Template]: Mediocre (White)

[Attributes]: Immaculate Sword Physique (Purple), Asura (Purple), Pure Sword Heart (Blue) [Fate]: During a fierce battle with someone at the Flowing Cloud Sect, is ultimately defeated on the spot.

[Recent Turning Point]: Leads a group of disciples against the Crimson Ghost Sect at their Spirit Realm encampment, ultimately waiting for reinforcements. However, is one step too late, but manages to snatch the supreme treasure, the Wuyang Jade, during the Crimson Ghost Sect's sacrificial ritual!

Lin Yun knew that the Crimson Ghost Sect's goal this time was to summon a key. And right now, he held both Duan Wuya's half and the Yuqili. If he could snatch this final piece, wouldn't he be able to stop the opening of Zhenhuang Hall? He felt more fear than anything else towards a place like that. The world was at peace now; even if one wanted to go against the heavens, it should be done in other ways, not by dragging all the living beings of the world into conflict.

"Attack over there and you can leave," Lin Yun said to Xia Yijing and the others, pointing to the weakest point in the Crimson Ghost Sect's defensive line.

"Senior Brother Lin, are you not leaving with us?" Kong Xuan had caught the hidden meaning in his words.

Lin Yun smiled. "Seeing you all leave here safely means my efforts have not been in vain. But I have more important things to do right now." For him, this battle should already be over.

Kong Xuan looked at Lin Yun, a little worried. "I don't know what Senior Brother is going to do, but we can fight alongside you and help you solve your problems."

Seeing their concerned faces, Lin Yun just smiled and shook his head. "I accept your kind intentions. But this is something only I can do. Too many people will only make things more troublesome." After saying this, he patted their shoulders, then turned and quickly departed.

It would not be difficult for them to leave safely now. The Crimson Ghost Sect's encirclement had been completely broken, and they wouldn't be able to stir up any major trouble in the short term. Seizing this opportunity, Lin Yun could leave.

Ye Qian stared blankly at Lin Yun's retreating back. Once upon a time, she believed she was capable of being mentioned in the same breath as him. Only now did she realize that she and Lin Yun were not on the same level at all, neither in talent nor in strength. This man was always one step ahead of her. Even if she chased him for a lifetime, she feared she could never surpass his strength. For a moment, Ye Qian felt a little lost. How could she possibly surpass such a powerful opponent?

Lin Yun, on the other hand, wasn't thinking about such things. He saw Zhou Damao and Duan Wuya. Although the reinforcements from the various sects had arrived quickly, they had still been entangled for too long. It had been enough time for the Crimson Ghost Sect to complete their own plans.

Now, the only one who could stop them was Lin Yun. And for him, while this was difficult and dangerous, it was also an opportunity.

Perhaps it was just as the old monk had said before. Everything in the world is bound by cause and effect. The reason he had to be the one to stop all this was probably because of the "cause" the old monk had planted.

"Senior Jingkong," Lin Yun murmured to himself with a self-deprecating smile. "It seems this junior will truly fulfill your wish this time."

Just then, the voice of the Chongqing Bird echoed in his mind: "Be careful. Ahead."

Almost simultaneously, Lin Yun hastily steadied his stance. At the same time, a long halberd fell from the sky.

It was Zhao Teng.

"I knew you weren't as simple as you appeared on the surface. You spent all that time delaying, likely just waiting for this very moment." Zhao Teng stared coldly at Lin Yun, a corner of his mouth curling into a contemptuous sneer.

Ever since their negotiations, Zhao Teng had known Lin Yun was secretly plotting something. But he also knew that if he asked, Lin Yun wouldn't tell him. It was better to just wait quietly. Fortunately, everything had happened just as he had thought. He had seen through Lin Yun's plan completely.

Lin Yun, however, was now thinking about how to get past Zhao Teng. Fighting him here was definitely not a wise choice. Even with the Crimson Ghost Sect's main force tied up, his current strength was not enough to defeat Zhao Teng.

"Are you thinking of running away?" Zhao Teng taunted. "I'd advise you to give up that notion. After all, for you to slip away from me in your current state… that's easier said than done."

Zhao Teng didn't believe Lin Yun had the ability. He hadn't participated in the main battle today precisely because he was here, waiting for Lin Yun. This boy was, without a doubt, their biggest problem at the moment.