Fantasy: I Can Control the Script of My Life

Even now, the Crimson Ghost Sect's internal view of Lin Yun wasn't particularly complex. They knew he was special, but they didn't believe a single young man could be that much trouble.

Zhao Teng, however, thought differently. Arrogance is the greatest factor that prevents one's survival. He believed his people would soon come to understand this point. It was precisely for this reason that he was so insistent on dealing with Lin Yun himself.

Lin Yun, for his part, was also surprised to be intercepted here. Zhao Teng's strength was not weak; escaping from him would be nearly impossible.

"Didn't expect me to be here, did you?" Zhao Teng said with a triumphant smile. "According to your plan, the main battlefront should be filled with my Crimson Ghost Sect's people."

The arrival of the righteous sects was within their expectations, just a bit earlier than they had anticipated. And for that, they had Lin Yun to thank. If it weren't for this boy, they wouldn't even have the qualifications to stop the Crimson Ghost Sect. It was Lin Yun who had given them this chance.

"What you are doing is unconscionable. What good does forcefully summoning the Zhenhuang Hall do for you?" Lin Yun asked, taking a deep breath and packing his voice with righteous query. "Must the fairness you desire be built upon the suffering of others? The last time the Zhenhuang Hall appeared, it cost too many lives. No one, no matter who they are, will allow it to reappear."

Zhao Teng had thought Lin Yun only had a superficial understanding of the situation. It now seemed this young man was much smarter than he had imagined. He frowned.

Although the Crimson Ghost Sect knew this boy was difficult to deal with, they had not yet truly marked him as a target that must be eliminated. Both keys were in his hands. After they succeeded this time, they could simply snatch them back. This was one of the reasons Zhao Teng had intercepted Lin Yun. Very few people knew this, and he certainly wasn't going to let such a golden opportunity pass.

"Brat, spare me your grandiose, empty talk!" he roared, making a grabbing motion across the air.

Lin Yun hastily dodged. A fissure immediately split the ground where he had been standing, and countless grains of sand condensed in the air.

Faced with such a sudden attack, Lin Yun's combat instincts proved to be incredibly sharp. Zhao Teng's strength was far greater than his own; a direct confrontation was out of the question.

But it was in this moment that the true power of the Ghostly Void Steps was revealed. Lin Yun was always able to dodge Zhao Teng's attacks. Evading an opponent's assault at such an extremely small cost was incredibly dangerous, but if one could master it in battle, they could break through their own limits again and again.

Just like now. Zhao Teng had tried many times, but he simply could not seal off Lin Yun's escape routes.

"How can this brat's movement technique be so formidable?" he fumed. "When did such a strange fellow appear among these righteous sects?"

Zhao Teng's head was pounding. Previously, when Jiang Qingshuang had lost to Lin Yun, everyone in the Crimson Ghost Sect had assumed it was simply because she had underestimated her opponent. If not for her carelessness, Lin Yun would never have had the chance. But now that he was fighting him personally, he knew the situation was different.

Zhao Teng had thought that as long as he was careful and wary of the God-Slaying Bow in Lin Yun's hands, there would be nothing to worry about. He never expected that it wasn't just the bow that was powerful; the boy's own abilities were not to be underestimated. It was for this very reason that he had failed to catch Lin Yun several times now. The kid was as slippery as an eel.

On the main battlefront, Duan Wuya was high-spirited and vigorous. It had been so many years since their Beast Taming Sect had experienced something like this. In previous years, they were always the ones being ostracized in the Spirit Realm, barely able to gain any benefits.

But this time was different. Because of Lin Yun, not only had they obtained numerous advantages, but they also had the most surviving members among all the sects. At this rate, winning the Grand Tournament was just a matter of time. Most importantly, they had finally thrown off the yoke of humiliation. The Beast Taming Sect, which had been suppressed for so long, was finally on the rise.

Now, how could Duan Wuya possibly resent Jiang Zhengqing? He only felt that his Sect Master truly had a discerning eye for talent. A young man like Lin Yun was a treasure, no matter where he went.

The disciples of the Beast Taming Sect fought with soaring morale.

The Flowing Cloud Sect, in contrast, had suffered disastrous losses. Their elites had been wiped out in the battle at Soul-Hooking Valley, and the reinforcements that had just arrived were those who had broken in from the outside. They were lucky they had managed to fortify the fissure entrance to the Spirit Realm; otherwise, their losses this time would have been even greater.

"Elder Duan, the Crimson Ghost Sect's resistance is fierce! And it's not just them, those other heretical sects are fighting alongside them!" Zhou Damao rushed to Duan Wuya's side. Many of the experts from the Four Great Sects of the Daye Dynasty had already arrived. It was even said that Gu Xiande himself had come. It was clear that today's battle would not be easy for them.

"Junior Brother Lin is currently being held up by the Crimson Ghost Sect's Zhao Teng!"

The group of disciples that had been surrounded earlier had been rescued by Zhou Damao, but when he discovered Lin Yun wasn't among them, he grew nervous again. Why hadn't the boy escaped when he had the chance, instead choosing to go deeper?

Duan Wuya looked into the distance and could, of course, see Lin Yun and Zhao Teng on their own battlefield.

"That boy Lin Yun has always had his own ideas. I saw that from the beginning. Since he didn't come out, he most likely has discovered the Crimson Ghost Sect's secret and wants to stop them. I will hold back these people here. You will go and help him at once! Take the others with you!"

Although this was dangerous, Duan Wuya didn't hesitate for a moment. This young man was simply too important to them.

Meanwhile, Lin Yun was still stalling for time. Zhao Teng was troublesome, true. But his attack patterns could be seen through by Lin Yun with a single glance. As they fought, Lin Yun focused entirely on evasion. As this dragged on, it paradoxically made Lin Yun's movement technique even more proficient.

Zhao Teng naturally discovered this as well, but he was helpless. The counter-attack from the righteous sects was fierce, and the Crimson Ghost Sect's own plan was at a critical juncture. They simply couldn't spare any more manpower or resources at this time. As long as Lin Yun wasn't causing trouble, that was good enough.

"You brat, it seems we all underestimated you before," Zhao Teng snorted, his tone hard. "But if you think you can stop the Crimson Ghost Sect's plan today, that's just wishful thinking. Do you really think we will allow you to do so?"

Lin Yun just smiled. "You can't kill me. What's the use of just holding me up here? It's only a matter of time before your battle line collapses."

Zhao Teng fell silent.

Because he knew Lin Yun was right.