Chapter 737: Uprising

"Finally."

As the rows of illusory text within his vision gradually dissipated, Lin Yuan gently closed his eyes.

Over the past fifty years, Lin Yuan had tried various methods to kill the Great Feng Emperor.

Assassination.

Poisoning.

Luring and killing.

And so on.

But the success rate was not very high.

Among the ten future timelines, there were probably only three or four where he successfully killed the Great Feng Emperor in the end.

Once the first attempt failed, the success rate of trying to kill the Great Feng Emperor using the same methods again would plummet.

Only this time, Lin Yuan leveraged the momentum accumulated over seventy years to hold down nearly all the forces of the Great Feng Dynasty.

Then he sneaked into the imperial palace alone and successfully killed the Great Feng Emperor.

From start to finish.

It was almost done in one go.

There were no variables during the process.

"Let's keep watching for a bit."

Lin Yuan reined in his thoughts.

He tried to view the future timeline again.

[You killed the Great Feng Emperor.]

[You killed the Great Feng Emperor.]

[You killed the Great Feng Emperor.]

After viewing dozens of future timelines in succession,

the probability of breaking through the capital's imperial palace and killing the Great Feng Emperor through this method was almost one hundred percent.

This was the benefit of absolute strength crushing everything.

If Lin Yuan were alone without relying on any external force,

not to mention whether he definitely couldn't kill the Great Feng Emperor, many variables would certainly appear.

No matter how much planning and scheming he did, it would be useless.

Variables always existed.

"However—"

Lin Yuan furrowed his brow slightly.

In the dozens of future timelines he had just viewed,

after he killed the Great Feng Emperor, this cyclical time did not end.

He still waited until his final Lifespan limit.

"Is it that the future peeped into by The Dao of Runes cannot truly break through this time-loop world, or is it due to some other reason?"

Lin Yuan fell into a brief contemplation.

But very soon,

his gaze looked toward the outside world.

At this moment, surging fluctuations of spiritual power came from the Black Wind Stronghold.

As the place where Lin Yuan made his fortune, the Black Wind Stronghold naturally had many backup plans laid out.

It was just that in order to lure the Town Protectorate Director into taking the bait, Lin Yuan had long ago withdrawn most of the Enlightened Grandmasters from the Black Wind Stronghold.

Currently, the number of Enlightened Grandmasters in the Black Wind Stronghold was only seven or eight, which was right within the range that the Town Protectorate Director could handle.

If there were too many Enlightened Grandmasters, exceeding the limit that the Town Protectorate Director believed he could handle, the other party would surely turn around and leave without hesitation upon the slightest detection.

As for hiding the numerous Enlightened Grandmasters?

The other Enlightened Grandmasters did not have the strength to perfectly conceal their own aura like Lin Yuan.

This was not a matter of the Enlightened secret technique, but a thorough control over oneself.

Moreover, to deal with twenty or thirty Enlightened Grandmasters, Lin Yuan alone was enough.

There was completely no need for others to share the pressure.

The Black Wind Stronghold was not comparable to the imperial palace.

There was no geographical advantage.

With the strength of Lin Yuan's seventy years of bitter cultivation, he could completely sweep through all Enlightened Grandmasters.

In past viewings of the future timeline, Lin Yuan's death in the national capital and the imperial palace was not because his strength was insufficient and he was suppressed and killed.

But rather because his physical strength, energy, and mental effort were exhausted, wearing him to death.

In this cyclical world, everyone was of mortal flesh and blood, and spiritual power, which could be slightly considered supernatural power, was also based on the Physical Body.

A weak Physical Body could not breed an endless stream of spiritual power.

Even someone as strong as Lin Yuan would experience exhaustion leading to death.

This was also the reason why Lin Yuan had dedicated a large portion of his energy over the decades to cultivating his subordinate forces.

Lin Yuan guessed that this might also be the time loop's test for him?

In the past, Lin Yuan had always swept through everything; even when utilizing forces, it was merely a transition, and in the end, he still suppressed all enemies with his own absolute strength.

But in this time-loop world, if he didn't cultivate a sufficiently powerful force, let alone killing the Great Feng Emperor, he probably wouldn't even be able to see the other's face.

"Since the fish has taken the bait, it's time to reel in the line."

Lin Yuan stood up. At this moment, within his perception, the more than twenty Enlightened Grandmasters of the Town Protectorate were completely locked in a fierce battle with the seven or eight Enlightened Grandmasters left behind in the Black Wind Stronghold.

Within the Black Wind Stronghold, the auras at the Grandmaster level continuously collided.

"Good, good, good! Traitors and rebels! How could a mere Black Wind Stronghold hide eight Grandmasters?"

The Town Protectorate Director was both shocked and angry. Even though he had long known that the Black Wind Stronghold was unfathomable and that the Master of the Black Wind Stronghold must control power at the Grandmaster level,

but eight Enlightened Grandmasters?

And Enlightened Grandmasters he had never seen before?

The Great Feng Town Protectorate monitored the world, yet right under his nose, eight Grandmasters unknown to him were born?

You must know that combat power at the Grandmaster level was extremely rare. Aside from official Grandmasters, Great Feng only had forty or fifty Grandmasters.

These forty or fifty Grandmasters were scattered across the ninety-eight prefectures.

As a result, mere Mount Hei and a mere Black Wind Stronghold actually hid eight Grandmasters?

"Form the formation directly."

The Town Protectorate Director glanced at the other twenty-two Enlightened Grandmasters.

The suddenly appearing eight Enlightened Grandmasters broke the bottom line of the Town Protectorate Director.

Although a base camp was the most important place of a force and certainly concentrated the most Experts,

it was definitely not where all the Experts of this force resided. The base camp alone had eight Enlightened Grandmasters, while corresponding Experts were dispatched to garrison the other major prefectures.

The Enlightened Grandmasters under the command of this Master of the Black Wind Stronghold were at least over ten, or even close to twenty.

A mere force controlled half of the Grandmaster count outside of the world's official ones, and had money and influence.

This result made even the Town Protectorate Director's heart grow cold.

"Yes."

The twenty-two Enlightened Grandmasters looked at each other.

The spiritual power between them began to fuse together.

The so-called forming a formation was an extremely powerful Enlightened secret technique mastered by Great Feng.

It could fuse the spiritual power at the Grandmaster level together.

and thereby erupt with terrifying strength surpassing ordinary Enlightened Grandmasters.

Although this Enlightened secret technique was terrifying, the requirements among Grandmasters were very high.

They must have extreme tacit understanding and coordination. Only Enlightened Grandmasters cultivated by the Great Feng Dynasty could execute this kind of Enlightened secret technique.

The current situation alarmed the Town Protectorate Director, and he had already decided to make a quick decision and directly suppress the eight Grandmasters within the Black Wind Stronghold.

Swish swish.

Boundless spiritual power swept over, enveloping the entire Black Wind Stronghold from above.

The expressions of the eight Enlightened Grandmasters who were struggling to resist changed drastically, and they began to retreat rapidly without hesitation.

"It's too late."

The Town Protectorate Director's expression was cold and ruthless. Once the twenty-three Enlightened Grandmasters formed the formation, the heaven and earth prison formed by spiritual power would take shape in the first instance.

It had basically pronounced the end of the eight Enlightened Grandmasters of the Black Wind Stronghold.

Just as the Town Protectorate Director was thinking about how to extract more information and intelligence from the mouths of these eight Enlightened Grandmasters after suppressing them,

"Dong—"

A footstep came. Although it was imperceptible, it stirred up ripples on a subtle spiritual level.

"Dong, dong, dong—"

The footsteps grew closer and closer, and every step trod upon the minds of the Town Protectorate Director and the other twenty-three Enlightened Grandmasters.

"Dong—"

The final footstep sounded.

The faces of the Town Protectorate Director and the other twenty-three Enlightened Grandmasters turned pale, and they all retreated several steps together. The heaven and earth prison formed by their joint effort directly collapsed.

"This—"

The Town Protectorate Director stared fixedly at the depths of the Black Wind Stronghold.

Only to see a slender figure slowly walking out.

This slender figure was a young man, heroic and spirited, with a profound aura.

"Master."

Seeing Lin Yuan, the eight Enlightened Grandmasters who had escaped a calamity showed wild joy and immediately bowed and shouted.

"Master? You are the Master of the Black Wind Stronghold?"

The Town Protectorate Director's expression was heavy.

Although they had yet to fight, just relying solely on the other party's footsteps to break the Enlightened secret technique jointly executed by their twenty-three Enlightened Grandmasters,

made the Town Protectorate Director's heart tremble.

At the same time, a thought flashed fiercely through his mind.

How could such a powerful Enlightened Grandmaster leave behind traces that could be called flaws?

"Leave!"

The Town Protectorate Director's figure violently retreated.

The other twenty-two Enlightened Grandmasters also retreated rapidly in other directions, as if they shared a telepathic connection.

The means Lin Yuan displayed just now made the Town Protectorate Director perceive a huge crisis, leading him to associate that his being able to find his way here might also be intentional on the other party's part.

Under this circumstance, he was equivalent to falling into a scheme and definitely could not stay long.

"You are too late as well."

Lin Yuan smiled slightly.

Spiritual power as turbulent as an ocean tilted down. In an instant, the heaven and earth, all directions, up, down, left, and right, were completely filled with spiritual power that was as tangible as reality.

The twenty-three Enlightened Grandmasters, including the Town Protectorate Director, were caught back like little chicks and dropped before Lin Yuan.

"Materialization of spiritual power? Such a large-scale materialization of spiritual power into reality? Monster, you are a monster!"

The Town Protectorate Director was in utter despair. The more he understood the Grandmaster level, the more he could realize just how incredible the spiritual power Lin Yuan had just displayed was.

The Town Protectorate Director was in charge of all intelligence of Great Feng: the intelligence of this dynasty, the intelligence of the previous dynasty, the intelligence of the dynasty before that—

he was clear that the ultimate pursuit of an Enlightened Grandmaster was the materialization of spiritual power.

However, the vast majority of Enlightened Grandmasters never reached this step in their entire lives.

A small number of Peak Enlightened Grandmasters managed to begin materializing spiritual power by fluke, but even if they exhausted all their spiritual power, it could only manifest within a range of a few meters.

But Lin Yuan just now?

If he hadn't experienced it personally, the Town Protectorate Director would never have believed that there could be any Grandmaster in the world whose materialization of spiritual power could reach that extent.

Having resolved the twenty-three Grandmasters of the Great Feng Dynasty, among whom was also the high-ranking Town Protectorate Director,

Lin Yuan instructed his eight Grandmaster subordinates and then returned once more to the depths of the Black Wind Stronghold.

However, this time Lin Yuan did not go to the quiet room for seclusion.

But to another room.

An elderly man with graying hair was sitting inside.

His expression was slightly uneasy.

It was none other than Third Uncle.

Eighty years had passed.

This old man who back then fought desperately to protect Lin Yuan from escaping the court's encirclement and suppression was now close to one hundred and thirty years old.

If Lin Yuan hadn't used his own spiritual power to clear and dredge his Qi and blood at regular intervals,

Third Uncle would have died of old age long ago.

One hundred and thirty years old? Even an Enlightened Grandmaster? Most couldn't live that long.

Lin Yuan's youth remained evergreen to this day because of his perfect control over his own Qi and blood.

Even so, Lin Yuan estimated his ultimate Lifespan to be between one hundred and seventy-seven and one hundred and seventy-eight years old.

Not counting the age of eighteen when he underwent Transmigration.

Lin Yuan could live at most one hundred and fifty years in this cyclical world.

That was to say, his ultimate Lifespan was close to one hundred and seventy-eight years old.

"Young Lord."

Seeing Lin Yuan walk in, Third Uncle immediately stood up and asked with a worried expression: "What happened outside just now…"

"Minor matter, it's all resolved now."

Lin Yuan said with a smile.

"That's good."

Third Uncle breathed a sigh of relief.

Having lived until now, Third Uncle had long seen through everything.

His only hope now was to watch Lin Yuan keep going.

"Third Uncle."

Lin Yuan sat down nearby and slowly said: "What did the Red Lotus Sect want to do back then?"

"The Red Lotus Sect?"

Third Uncle was slightly stunned.

At this moment, for him, the Red Lotus Sect was already an incomparably distant memory.

"The Red Lotus Sect was the painstaking effort of the Sect Master. The Sect Master's pursuit throughout life was nothing more than overthrowing Great Feng, only—"

Third Uncle shook his head slightly. Over these years, he had also learned many secret messages of the Great Feng Dynasty, and understood how ridiculous the initial thoughts of the Red Lotus Sect were.

"Mm."

Lin Yuan nodded.

He clapped his hands.

A figure hidden in the darkness walked out and knelt before Lin Yuan: "Master."

Lin Yuan looked at Third Uncle: "Then we shall follow Third Uncle's wishes."

Then he glanced at this figure that walked out from the darkness:

"Let's start the uprising."