My Fist Intent Presses Down on the Entire City

Western Desert.

West Xuan Commandery.

Inside the council hall of the Jin Household.

The Jin Household has been rooted in West Xuan Commandery for many years, with a solid foundation and Jin Moyuan, Quasi-Grandmaster at the External Scenery Fourth Layer, in charge. They should stand proudly in the Western Desert, but at this moment, everyone in the room is solemn.

"This month, the West River Ferry supply transfer point was burned down, and all the personnel responsible for escorting the supplies disappeared without a trace."

An elder spoke slowly, his voice deep and resonant.

"I've investigated, and it's probably not the work of ordinary bandits or brigands."

Another elder chimed in, "It's not just West River Ferry; problems have also arisen at the other two warehouses and the caravan at North Wind Pass."

He paused, and not just him, but everyone in the room turned their gaze to the middle-aged man in the central seat.

"Moyuan, what do you think?"

Jin Moyuan said calmly, "There's no need for you to test me. I already know about these things, and if I'm not mistaken, it was all the work of the Xie Household."

The room fell silent instantly.

Even though they had already guessed it, the answer still made the elders' hearts sink.

After a moment of silence, an elder suddenly spoke, breaking the deathly stillness in the room. "I've heard... the Xie Household seems to have produced a Dharma Aspect."

These words caused the already oppressive atmosphere to freeze even more intensely.

The two characters "Dharma Aspect Form) are like an invisible mountain, pressing down on people and making it hard to breathe.

Everyone here is well aware of what the Dharma Aspect represents. Even someone who has just entered the Dharma Aspect realm is enough to sweep across the entire Western Desert!

Even if the Jin Household has some resources, it's impossible for them to contend with Dharma Aspect powerhouse comparable to Immortals and Gods!

An elder spoke in a deep voice, looking at Jin Moyuan: "Moyuan, our Jin Household has a solid foundation in West Xuan Commandery, and with a mid-generation powerhouse like you who has the potential to become Grandmaster, even without an alliance with the Northern Dark Sea, we can still stand proudly in the Western Desert."

He didn't say it too bluntly, but everyone present understood him.

The implication was clear: to persuade Jin Moyuan to dissolve the alliance with the Northern Dark Sea.

The alliance with the Northern Dark Sea several years ago was spearheaded by Jin Moyuan.

West Xuan Commandery is located between the Northern Plains and the Western Desert, at the confluence of two major rivers, and has always been a vital passage for the transport of goods from the Western Desert.

Northern Dark Sea bypassed the exploitation by Northern Plains and Great Yan by establishing a supply line through the Jin Household, greatly alleviating the pressure on logistics.

Now, the Xie Household is trying to cut off Northern Dark Sea's supply lines, and the Jin Household has naturally become a thorn in their side.

Several gazes, some overt and some covert, fell upon Jin Moyuan, some expectant and others probing.

Jin Moyuan finally raised his eyes.

Despite the elders' demands, he remained unmoved, calmly stating, "It's too late. The Jin Household has already been targeted by the Xie Household. You either completely submit and submit, or you fight to the end."

An elder frowned and said, "The Xie Household already has Dharma Aspect; how will the Jin Household respond?"

"It's just a rumor. Even if it's true, so what? Northern Dark Sea still has two Dharma Aspect overseeing it."

The elder shook his head again, saying, "Northern Dark Sea is tied down by the overseas Demon Race and has no spare strength to help us. The Xie Household's foundation is astonishing; we have no chance of winning against them."

Jin Moyuan said slowly, "No matter how astonishing the Xie Household's resources are, how much can they possibly offer to target our clan, which is far away in the Western Desert?"

He slowly rose to his feet, his gaze sweeping over the elders present.

"I understand your concerns, but Moyuan would never gamble the life or death of his entire clan."

His voice was steady and powerful, carrying an undeniable determination. "I have already made up my mind about this matter, and there is no need for you all to say anything more. I have already found a way out for the Jin Household. Even if I, Jin Moyuan, die, the Jin Household will not perish."

These words shocked everyone present.

"Moyuan..."

"No need for further explanation." Jin Moyuan raised his hand, interrupting the clan elder who wanted to ask more questions. "From this day forward, the Jin Household will consolidate its power, recall all core disciples, and hold fast to West Xuan Commandery, awaiting reinforcements. We must not allow the Xie Household's forces to secretly target us and defeat us one by one."

After a moment of silence, the elders decided not to argue with Jin Moyuan any further.

Over the past few years, they have come to understand very well how much this seemingly easy-going junior has grown into.

The External Scenery Fourth Layer, Quasi-Grandmaster, thirty-sixth on the Earth Ranking, is an achievement that no one in the Jin Household has reached in over two hundred years.

The council chamber fell silent once more.

Jin Moyuan sat back down in the main seat, picked up his teacup and took a sip. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

"Where's Qingshui?" He looked up at everyone. "I don't see her."

Upon hearing this name, the previously stern-faced elder with White Brow finally relaxed his brows, and his tone softened as he said:

"That child joined forces with other families to suppress bandits and outlaws at the West Sand River. She's a good child, possessing both talent and perseverance. Given time, her chances of breaking through to the External Scenery are even greater than her father's."

This time, Jin Moyuan remained silent for a moment, as if he was pondering something.

He suddenly stood up and said, "I'll go and bring her back. The Xie Household's forces are almost at West Xuan Commandery."

"What?!" Everyone's expression changed slightly.

The elder of the White Brow Clan frowned and said, "Then I shall go. Since the Xie Household are about to arrive, you must not move. You must stay in West Xuan Commandery to prevent the Xie Household from launching a surprise attack on our clan's main camp."

"It's alright." Jin Moyuan strode towards the hall's exit, saying, "I'll be right back; it won't take much time."

His figure vanished from the council hall in an instant, leaving behind several elders who looked at each other with deep worry in their eyes.

Deep in the Gobi Desert, yellow sand swirls everywhere.

"Huff... huff..."

Jin Qingchong's breathing was rapid and heavy, but he dared not stop. He was accompanied by several martial artists of similar age and with remarkable demeanor.

They were ambushed during the campaign against the bandits, and fought their way out with great difficulty, all of them wounded.

"Qingshui, our Ganxi Zhao Household's territory is just ahead!" A disheveled man, his face covered in blood and sand, said urgently, "Charge through, and we'll be safe!"

Jin Qingshui took a deep breath and looked up at the blurry outline of the city in the distance.

Since her father Jin Xiongfei was killed by Yu Tunzhou and her brother Jin Qingwu was exiled to the Northern Dark Sea by Moyuan Patriarch, she has been following Moyuan Patriarch in cultivation. Not only has she made rapid progress and has already made it onto the Dragon and Tiger Ranking, but she has also participated in many battles to suppress bandits, honing herself through life-and-death struggles.

After several years of hard work, she was no longer the delicate flower she once was, and had even broken through to the Early Divine Ability Realm.

This time, however, she not only smelled death, but also the scent of conspiracy.

At this moment.

Jin Qingshui, a veteran of countless battles, felt a vague unease.

Their recent raid was supposed to be a surprise attack, but when they struck, the bandits' reaction seemed unsurprising.

Did the news leak?

"Careful!"

A sharp warning came from behind, followed by the sound of wind whistling.

Jin Qingshui's pupils contracted, and she instinctively curled up and lunged forward.

Two dark figures leaped out of the sand dunes and pounced on them from the left and right.

Jin Qingshui rolled on the spot and, though in a sorry state, managed to escape. However, his companion was not so lucky; his skull was smashed by a single palm strike, and his body fell straight down.

The other man in black, having failed to strike, swayed and lunged at Jin Qingshui again, his five fingers forming claws as he grabbed at her shoulder—it seemed he wasn't going to kill her, but capture her alive.

Jin Qingshui's eyes narrowed, and he held his sword horizontally in front of him.

Clang!

The clanging of metal against metal was deafening Jin Qingshui felt a tremendous force surge up the spine of the sword, his arm went numb, and he staggered back several steps, his chest heaving with Qi and Blood and qi.

Late Divine Ability Stage!

She instantly judged the other party's cultivation level, and her heart sank.

The man in black sneered, his attack intensifying, his claw shadows overlapping and blocking all escape routes.

After a few moves, her swordplay became chaotic and she was in grave danger. Just as her companions were about to help, they were stopped by another man in black.

Just as the claws were about to seize her throat, a whooshing sound came from the air.

The man in black's expression changed, and he suddenly turned around to block, but he was still knocked into the air by a spear.

Seeing that things were going badly, the other man tried to leave, but his throat was slit by a sword.

Jin Qingshui held his sword horizontally in front of him, panting heavily as he looked up.

The five people who arrived were all dressed in black. The leader strode up to her, revealing a face that bore a resemblance to hers.

Jin Qingshui's hand holding the sword trembled violently.

"... elder brother?"

Her voice was hoarse, trembling with disbelief.

Looking at his younger sister's face covered in blood but her eyes were resolute, Jin Qingwu felt a pang of pity in his eyes and gently patted her head, just like when they were children.

"It's alright now," Jin Qingwu said softly. "You've grown up, and you've become stronger."

Upon hearing this long-lost concern, Jin Qingshui's eyes instantly welled up with tears.

Jin Qingwu didn't exchange many pleasantries; his smile quickly vanished, replaced by a cold and solemn expression.

"Qingshui, listen to me," he said in a low voice, "The Xie Household has already gained power. They intend to use the Jin Household as a scapegoat, killing the Jin Household to intimidate all of the Northern Dark Sea's allies."

"The Xie Household has dispatched a Quasi-Grandmaster and several Grandmaster this time—this is the result of our investigation. There's a high probability they have other arrangements made behind the scenes."

Jin Qingshui's heart sank.

Over the years, she has weathered many storms under the protection of Patriarch Moyuan, and compared to herself a few years ago, she has undergone a complete transformation.

She has already begun to take over some of the Jin Household's affairs, and under the influence of Patriarch Moyuan, she has become aware of the Jin Household's current overall strength.

Currently, only Patriarch Moyuan of the Jin Household is at the External Scenery Fourth Layer, Quasi-Grandmaster level. The rest of the External Scenery elders are only at the first or second level, which is the strength of most External Scenery Aristocratic Clan Outer Realm.

This strength was enough to make them stand out in the Western Desert and rank among the top, but in front of a behemoth like the Northern Plains Xie Household, which could rival the Buddha court of Daoism and Buddhism, they still appeared weak.

With such a powerful Xie Household, even the patriarch Moyuan would find it difficult to turn the tide single-handedly...

Jin Qingwu looked up at the horizon, his gaze serious.

"Our communication with West Xuan Commandery has been cut off. You must return to the county seat immediately and convey this message to Ancestor Moyuan, instructing him to gather all disciples outside the city, close the city gates, and hold the city at all costs. Do not send troops to rescue them. The reinforcements from the Northern Dark Sea are already on their way."

He turned around and looked intently at his sister, whom he had not seen for so long.

"Walk!"

This single word is simple yet decisive.

Jin Qingshui bit her lower lip tightly, but she knew this was not the time for reminiscing or indulging in romantic feelings.

She must return alive and deliver this crucial message to Ancestor Moyuan.

"No."

Suddenly, a steady voice drifted on the wind and sand.

Everyone suddenly looked up.

A figure suddenly appeared, standing on a distant sand dune.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his aura seemingly pressing down even the vast expanse of yellow sand.

"I have arrived."

It was Jin Moyuan, who should have been stationed in West Xuan Commandery.

The wind and sand swept across the sand dunes.

Jin Moyuan approached, gave Jin Qingwu a deep look, and nodded, saying, "I've heard about what you did in the Northern Dark Sea. It seems the Jin Household has truly limited your growth."

Jin Qingwu bowed respectfully. "Qingwu thanks the clan elder for sparing my life that day."

"No need for formalities," Jin Moyuan said. "We'll talk about it back in the city."

Jin Qingwu shook his head and said, "Qingwu, I am currently unable to return to the city. I have come here on a mission."

Jin Moyuan's gaze sharpened, and he focused on the junior once again.

Jin Qingwu's strength hadn't improved much since he left, but as far as he knew, this junior had already made a name for himself in the Northern Dark Sea, and was known by all sides as the "Venomous Strategist".

His strength lies not in physical power, but in the cunning and ruthlessness of his schemes.

He was about to speak when he seemed to sense something and turned his gaze to a certain direction deep in the Gobi Desert.

The powerful External Scenery who had come to protect Jin Qingwu with a long spear also sensed it and turned around alertly.

In the distance, at the horizon where the sky meets the earth, sandstorms surged like a tide, and two figures were slowly walking through the sandstorm.

Their steps seemed slow, yet each step covered an extremely long distance; in just a few breaths, they had reached a hundred feet away.

The man who had previously shot the man in black immediately stepped in front of Jin Qingwu to protect her.

There were only two people who arrived, both dressed in fine clothes; one was young, and the other appeared to be middle-aged.

"Don't worry, you're not getting away."

The young man, who was half a step ahead, smiled.

The other man, dressed in fine clothes, fixed his gaze on Jin Qingwu, his expression ruthless.

"Very good."

"I never expected that Qingwu, the ' Venomous Strategist ' of the Northern Dark Sea, would actually be a member of the Jin Household. This is truly an unexpected and great discovery!"

"Originally, I only intended to use this little girl to lure Jin Moyuan out of West Xuan Commandery, but I didn't expect to catch the ' Venomous Strategist ' Qingwu. Capturing you is no less valuable than killing Jin Moyuan!"

A chilling voice came from ahead, and their imposing aura was undisguised, pressing down like a tangible tide.

As Jin Moyuan took half a step, the overwhelming pressure was as if it had hit an invisible dam, and was firmly blocked a few steps away.

Jin Qingshui stared blankly at his brother's retreating figure.

These years...

What did my elder brother do in the Northern Dark Sea?

"Xie Xiao," Jin Moyuan said calmly, "After all these years, you've actually managed to break through to the External Scenery Fourth Layer. This truly exceeds my expectations."

The young man at the head of the group smiled and said calmly, "I told you back then, how could you compare to the Xie Household's foundation? Just because we're all called Aristocratic Clan doesn't mean we're all the same."

Jin Moyuan sneered, "Back then, when I chased you all the way back to the Northern Plains, you were severely injured and on the verge of death. You weren't nearly as nonchalant and composed as you are now."

A sinister glint flashed in Xie Xiao's eyes.

"That's all old news, Brother Jin, you really hold a grudge." Xie Xiao said with a strange smile, "But it's quite a coincidence, I hold a grudge too. I said I'd kill your entire family back then, and I've come to keep that promise."

Jin Moyuan said coldly, "One of you has just entered the External Scenery Fourth Layer, and the other External Scenery Third Layer, yet you think you can keep me, Jin Moyuan, here? Xie Xiao, you are still as foolish as you were back then."

Xie Xiao tilted his head, a playful smile on his face, "Brother Jin, you misunderstand. Our purpose in coming here is simply to keep you occupied and prevent you from returning to West Xuan Commandery. That's enough."

"I thought it would take a lot of effort, but I didn't expect Brother Jin to come out of the city on his own initiative. It seems you value this girl named Jin Qingshui very much."

Jin Qingshui's heart skipped a beat, understanding the meaning behind the other party's words, and he said urgently, "Ancestor, don't worry about us, the Lineage is in danger!"

Xie Xiao's smile widened, and he said slowly, "Brother Jin, why don't you guess who it is from West Xuan Commandery?"

Jin Moyuan did not answer, but stared at Xie Xiao with eyes as deep as a pool. After a long while, he finally spoke, "The Xie Household is openly attacking Aristocratic Clan in the Western Desert. Aren't you afraid of breaking a taboo?"

Xie Xiao laughed loudly, "Brother Jin, you misunderstand. It wasn't someone from my Xie Household who slaughtered your entire Jin Household. Back then, you and Lu Huaiqing offended countless people, including the Six Paths of Evil and Demons. Now, taking advantage of your absence, they launched a surprise attack on the Jin Household to settle old scores. Isn't that going too far?"

Jin Moyuan snorted coldly and attacked fiercely. His Heavenly Eagle Spirit Aspect stretched across the sky, blotting out the sun.

"I'd like to see how long you can hold me off today."

In an instant.

The two sides are already engaged in battle.

The powerful External Scenery holding the spear looked solemn and did not make a move, but instead stood in front of Jin Qingshui and Jin Qingwu, the brother and sister.

"Brother, what should we do?" Jin Qingshui asked anxiously.

Jin Qingwu remained silent, gazing at Jin Moyuan's retreating figure. He felt that this elder was far too calm, as if he had anticipated this scene long ago.

West Xuan Commandery.

The once bustling caravans are now reduced to a few scattered groups, and the checks at the city gates are several times stricter than before.

The martial artists guarding the gate stood ramrod straight, their sharp eyes scrutinizing everyone who came and went.

Among them, an elderly man with white hair and beard walked into the city without any hindrance, without even being interrogated, as if he were in an empty place, and the gatekeepers seemed not to see him.

The old man walked slowly, not fast at all.

He was like a traveler who hadn't been home for years, strolling leisurely through the streets, occasionally pausing to watch the young people hurrying by, or gazing at the children playing on the side of the street.

His cloudy old eyes were half-closed, and no one could tell what he was thinking.

When he reached the entrance of an alley in the east of the city, a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, dressed as a traveling merchant, came to greet him.

"Senior Xuanyangzi." The man bowed slightly, a perfectly measured smile on his face, his tone respectful yet not servile, "Uncle Xie Xiao sent word that Jin Moyuan has departed. We'll leave the rest to you."

The old man stopped, his tone tinged with regret, and said, "Is it truly only the Jin Household that can be targeted? My Soul-Summoning Banner was severely damaged in the south. If the lives of all the living beings in the entire West Xuan Commandery could be used to repair it completely."

The man immediately said seriously, "Please, Senior Xuanyangzi, do not act recklessly. West Xuan Commandery is a special place. Although the Jin Household is the main family, there are more than twenty major forces stationed here. If you act recklessly, I'm afraid you won't live past the end of the year."

The old man looked regretful, but he had no choice but to abandon the idea.

Although he comes from the Six Paths of Evil and Demons, he has offended more than twenty forces at once. When he comes to hunt him down, it is likely that the Grandmaster from the top twenty of the Earth Ranking will be the ones who will come after him.

He suddenly added, "What if it's an accidental injury?"

The visitor said helplessly, "I hope you understand the situation yourself, senior."

Xuanyangzi shook his head. "Alright, I understand. You may leave."

The visitor bowed respectfully, then turned and left.

Xuanyangzi walked alone on the street, sensing the vibrant lives passing by, forcibly suppressing his bloodlust.

More than half a year has passed since his failed hunt for Yu Tunzhou and subsequent self-destruction of his Inner Heaven and Earth. He has been "revived" by borrowing the power of the Blood River Dao, but he is also partially controlled by the person behind the Blood River Dao.

Moreover, this physical body is far less powerful than his previous one, and with the Soul-Summoning Banner damaged, his current strength is barely at the threshold of the External Scenery Fourth Layer.

To recover further, one must either completely "sell" oneself to the Blood River Dao, or obtain enough Immortals and Gods bloodline from the Xie Household to reshape one's bloodline and physical body.

Unfortunately, today we can only take the heads of the Jin Household members.

He looked up at the mansion where the Jin Household lived.

The next instant, a deafening roar.

The Jin Household's protective formation activated spontaneously, and then, like a piece of cloth torn open, a gap more than ten feet long appeared, triggering a massive explosion.

Amidst the smoke and dust.

Xuanyangzi walked with his hands behind his back, his pace slow and deliberate, his voice like muffled thunder rolling across the entire West Xuan Commandery.

"Jin Moyuan, you killed my Supreme Origin Sect's steward back then."

"Today, I Xuanyangzi, have come to settle this old score with you!"

In the distance, from the direction of the Jin Household, an aged and furious voice soared into the sky:

"Xuanyangzi! My Jin Household has no enmity with your Supreme Origin Sect, how dare you attack my clan's city!?"

The old man narrowed his eyes, his smile widening.

"No grudges or enmity?" he murmured, shaking his head. "If anyone's to blame, it's your Jin Household; you followed the wrong person."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward.

The entire protective formation of the Jin Household was on the verge of collapse in an instant!

Amidst billowing smoke and dust.

In a restaurant some distance away, a young man sitting by the window looked up.

It really is...

Enemies meet on a narrow road.

Deep in the desert.

The raging energy of heaven and earth swept across the desert like a hurricane, each clash bringing forth thunderous roars that made people's eardrums ache.

Jin Moyuan single-handedly stopped Xie Xiao and Xie Hezhou, showing no signs of defeat.

Jin Qingshui and Jin Qingwu, who were far away, could only watch the battle. At this moment, it was too late for them to either join the fight or return to West Xuan Commandery to warn others.

We can only hope that Elder Moyuan can break through the encirclement!

Jin Moyuan did not use any weapons, his eyes were deep and dark, and the Spirit Aspect of the Divine Mountain Heavenly Eagle manifested behind him. Although he was fighting two against one, he seemed to be the one in control.

He seemed to stand proudly between heaven and earth, occupying every inch of space with every move he made, leaving Xie Xiao nowhere to dodge. Xie Hezhou, on the External Scenery Third Layer, was in danger several times. If it weren't for a divine weapon protecting him, Xie Xiao wouldn't have been able to protect him.

Such strength made Xie Xiao's expression grow increasingly cold, knowing that this old enemy was already comprehending the mysteries of Dharma Aspect and might become Grandmaster in the future.

To kill him...

We must invite a Grandmaster to have at least a 70% chance of success!

"Brother Jin, aren't you curious about which family's Quasi-Grandmaster went to your West Xuan Commandery?"

Xie Xiao exhaled and spoke, attempting to shake Jin Moyuan's disturbed mind.

"I'll tell you without hesitation, that's Xuanyangzi of the Supreme Origin Sect. He suffered a setback in the south not long ago, and his Soul-Summoning Banner is severely damaged. He desperately needs a large amount of his Essence Blood to repair it, and that's why he's targeting your Jin Household!"

Jin Moyuan paused slightly after making his move.

Seeing this, Xie Xiao thought his plan had succeeded and intensified his attack, laughing loudly, "Although he is only one person, your Jin Household, except for you, are all chickens and dogs. How can you stop him!"

Jin Moyuan remained calm, his claws like those of Heavenly Eagle, reaching down at Xie Xiao with a superior posture.

"Who told you that my Jin Household only has one Quasi-Grandmaster?"

Xie Xiao's face darkened, and blood instantly gushed from his shoulder. He had been intimidated by Jin Moyuan's words, revealing a weakness that was seized upon on the spot, and the blade pierced through his entire shoulder!

West Xuan Commandery.

In the restaurant back then.

Yuan Mengzhou laughed heartily, a mischievous glint in his eyes. He stood up, enthusiastically picked up the wine jar, poured Yu Tunzhou a full cup, and winked, saying:

"Brother Yu, we mustn't 'drink a whole cup of wine in laughter' again!"

Yu Tunzhou was both amused and exasperated, feigning anger as he said, "You, Yuan! Laozi came all the way from Luofu, and I haven't even met Senior Jin yet. I just sent a letter and came to see you guys first, and you're making fun of me like this?"

Jiang Cheng, who was watching the distance, coughed and urged, "Brother Yu, drink up! Otherwise it'll be too late! The Jin Household's protective formation has been shattered by that person. Good heavens, this time a formidable character has arrived!"

"So fast? This strength is probably more than that of Quasi-Grandmaster at the External Scenery Fourth Layer!" Yuan Mengzhou stared out the window in astonishment, gasping for breath. "Brother Yu, can you still hold on?"

Yu Tunzhou stood up, picked up the wine cup on the table, drank it all in one gulp, and sneered:

"Old Yuan, a man can't say no!"

"Don't be impatient."

"I'll go get everyone some snacks to go with their drinks and liven up the atmosphere tonight!"

The words had barely left his mouth.

The seats were empty.

Only a gust of wind blew through the restaurant, causing the clothes of the group to flutter in the breeze.

The group exchanged glances, and in each other's eyes, they saw a long-lost surge of passion.

And the next moment.

A Fist Intent, deep and vast as the ocean, surged forth from the heavens and earth, spreading out along the long streets and city walls, and along the entire veins of West Xuan Commandery, like a great tide overflowing the banks, silent yet unstoppable.

In just a few breaths, the Fist Intent had spread throughout the entire city.

It pressed down three feet over everyone's heads.

Xuanyangzi, who was in the middle of setting up the formation, suddenly stopped, looked up abruptly, and his cloudy old eyes were filled with fear.

Someone, with his own Fist Intent, overwhelmed the entire West Xuan Commandery.

There are gods watching over you from above.

I overwhelmed the entire city with the Fist Intent.