Thanks to the Mongol Yuan Imperial Preceptor for bringing a divine skill a thousand miles

Lin Lang suddenly appeared, and Yunluo immediately leaped with joy. "Master, I knew you would come."

The Emperor of Great Ming also breathed a sigh of relief. "Master Lin, Great Ming is counting on you."

At the sight of Lin Lang, the light of hope returned to the old eunuch's eyes.

As Lin Lang passed the experts from Prince of Ruyang's Manor, he sealed all their acupoints, leaving them standing frozen in place-including Lu Zhangke, who had already entered the Great Grandmaster Realm.

Terror and resentment filled Zhao Min's eyes. This was the very Lin Lang who had caused the deaths of so many experts previously recruited by Prince of Ruyang's Manor.

She had finally managed to recruit more. Was Lin Lang going to kill them all again?

But when she saw the Imperial Preceptor, Jinlun Fawang, her confidence rose again.

With the Imperial Preceptor here, that would never happen.

She had witnessed his terrifying power firsthand.

Even after reversing his meridians, hadn't that old eunuch of Great Ming failed to hurt the Imperial Preceptor in the slightest?

Jinlun Fawang studied Lin Lang. "You are Lin Lang, the Imperial Preceptor of Great Ming, who killed White Cloud Sword Immortal Ye Gucheng?"

"You dare attack our Mongol Yuan people in my presence? Don't think killing a swordsman from some remote backwater makes you invincible beneath heaven."

His Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill had reached the unprecedented tenth level, granting him the strength of ten dragons and ten elephants. Who could stop him?

Never mind someone at the early stage of the Heaven-Man Realm—even someone at the Heaven-Man Realm Middle Stage could not possibly be his match.

Lin Lang was indeed the fastest-rising figure in the Central Plains in recent years. In just over a year, he had gone from obscurity to worldwide