I, the leader of the esoteric sect, am doing great things in the infinite world!

"Good!" Black Bear was moved by Li Lin's bravery and clapped his paw, throwing him a riot baton. "Go and lure them out."

Li Lin was immediately filled with malice and anger. Considering that the police officers outside were all strong and burly, he decided to compromise once again... Why do I say "once again"?

"Sir..." Li Lin took the riot baton and tucked it into his waistband, his face filled with sorrow and grief, "I'm going!"

"Long live Ursus! Long live His Majesty the Emperor!"

Under the silent gaze of the police officers, Li Lin shouted slogans and rushed into the department store.

Then came loud banging, shouting, and chopping sounds, as if things had descended into complete chaos.

......

Inside the mall, Li Lin rushed straight to the broadcasting room, his crowbar and baton whistling like a windmill. The thugs who passed by avoided him, fearing that if they blocked his way, they would be beaten to death with a single blow.

Li Lin's remarkable feat of fighting four opponents single-handedly is still fresh in their minds, and they cannot afford to underestimate him.

The broadcasting room was right in front of him, but the doors and windows had been locked from the inside. Li Lin found the right angle and swung the crowbar without hesitation.

The "Stunning Beauty" special effect was activated, and the door lock, which was locked from the inside, was smashed to pieces.

Then Li Lin kicked the door again, and the already rickety door swung open with a scream, announcing its demise.

The two announcers in the broadcasting room huddled together, and when they saw the two sticks in Li Lin's hands, they let out a pig-like scream.

"Shut up."

Li Lin lowered his dark eyes, tucked the baton and crowbar back into his waistband, and his menacing aura silenced the announcers.

A bunch of red and green buttons in front of him puzzled Li Lin. After a moment, he turned his head and looked at the announcer: "Get up and get to work."

Forced by Li Lin's tyranny, the two announcers could only operate the buttons while crying and sobbing. Moments later, the entire department store was enveloped in pre-recorded sounds of knocking, cursing, and chopping.

Feeling magnanimous, Li Lin waved the announcer away and then began to think about his revenge plan.

These ungrateful brats will not escape, and Li Lin does not intend to let those policemen outside go either.

Thinking of this, Li Lin's eyes lit up. He grabbed a thug running past the door, pressed the button on the Ursus-style riot baton in his hand, and the impactful Originium Arts stored in it were immediately activated.

The thug with a stocking over his head collapsed to the ground. Without hesitation, Li Lin stripped the thug of all his clothes and swapped them with his own.

Five minutes later, Li Lin, dressed like a wild Ursus man, quietly slipped out of the broadcasting room and took several packs of stockings with him as he passed the counter: black, flesh-colored, white, and red stockings.

One sock to put on his head was enough; the rest was a little surprise he planned to give Nian. Just thinking about how charming and lovely Miss Nian would look in stockings made Li Lin's tail twitch.

The other thugs who participated in the zero-yuan purchase obviously did not recognize Li Lin's identity.

They didn't target Li Lin, but Li Lin targeted them.

After making several turns, Li Lin followed the two thugs with crossbows at their waists to the fruit sales area. The two men stopped by the watermelon stall, looking somewhat troubled, probably thinking about how to take these large fruits away.

Li Lin's eyes lit up and he quickly stepped forward, pretending to slap the watermelon.

While both were wearing hooded stockings, Li Lin's choice of 60D white stockings gave him an extra touch of perverted charm. His steady, rhythmic slapping of the watermelon further heightened the vigilance of the two Ursus men.

"What are you doing?" the thug with the black stockings and hood asked in a low voice.

"To calm the watermelon down," Li Lin replied matter-of-factly. He then grabbed a fruit knife and, taking advantage of the watermelon's sudden outburst, cleaved it in two, startling the two thugs around him.

The gruesome death of the watermelon, with its bright red internal organs and liquid exposed, was particularly jarring.

They exchanged a glance and realized that Li Lin's mental state didn't seem quite right, then tried to turn and leave.

Just as they turned around, Li Lin's voice came from behind them: "Fellow Daoist, please wait!"

The thug with the hood and meat strips on his head instinctively turned around, only to find an Ursus baton already pressed against the back of his neck. Li Lin gave a sinister laugh and pressed the button, instantly activating a shocking Originium Arts.

Caught off guard, his companion was knocked down by Li Lin in one move. The black-stockinged thug immediately reached for the crossbow at his waist, trying to distance himself from Li Lin.

At the critical moment, Li Lin strode forward, shouted, and pulled out a crowbar, repeating his previous trick to strike the thug in the groin.

"Flame Devouring Wave Ruler!"

bang——

The black-stockinged thug clutched his testicles and fell to the ground, convulsing uncontrollably. Li Lin, kind-hearted and unable to bear seeing him struggle, used his baton to deliver another blow, causing the thug to lose consciousness with his eyes rolled back.

Li Lin took the crossbow from behind him, assembled it, and then quietly bypassed the crowd to the door.

The police officers and officers outside were already getting impatient. Li Lin had disappeared without a trace after going inside, and the noise inside the mall was unbearable, suggesting something was amiss.

The black bear waved, so the officers mustered their courage and headed towards the department store.

Suddenly, a head wearing 60D white stockings popped out of the doorway.

The officers quickly pushed aside a group of people, and the leader, Black Bear, forced himself to take two steps forward amidst the crowd: "You are...?"

Snapped--

An arrow was fired from the crossbow in the hands of the white-haired thug and landed on the black bear's left shoulder. Although it was not fatal, it was quite painful.

The black bear's eyes turned blood red in an instant.

"Hehehehehehe, come and catch me!" The white-haired thug threw down his crossbow and ran away.

"Chase them! Chase them! Don't let a single person inside escape!" Black Bear roared, clutching his shoulder. Under the oppressive power of the authorities, all the police officers had no choice but to attack the department store together.

......

At the back door of the department store, Li Lin took off his white hair and threw it away, then locked the back door with a satisfied smile.

His mind was at peace, and his thoughts were clear.

42 The Battle for Immortality!

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The Molotov cocktails by the roadside went out silently.

The cold air surged like flowing water as the immortal, draped in a loose coat, walked amidst the mob, chaos, fire, and ruins.

For thousands of years, the scenery of the world has remained largely unchanged, but the immortal beings with immeasurable lifespans have seen far too much: watching him build tall buildings, watching him entertain guests, and watching his buildings collapse.

The same applies to Great Yan, Eastern Kingdom, Victoria, Kazdel, Ursus...

A masked thug rushed over and passed right through Nian's body without any resistance, as if he had crashed into a dream bubble. Then he staggered forward a few steps, and the body wrapped in the windbreaker turned into a lump of black, charred coal.

The flames of ignorance ignited within the poor man's internal organs, burning him to ashes in an instant. The temperature was so high that he didn't even realize he was dead.

The years didn't even pause for a moment; she continued moving forward.

For a moment, she suddenly missed her brothers and sisters, who shared the name "Sui" before they were divided into twelve parts.

Age, time, harvest, civilization... so many great things piled up on the same individual, like a dream.

"Ah, no, it's not a dream."

He rejected his own opinion that year.

Those were real gods. The "Year" once meandered between mountains and rivers, and a single blink of its eyes lasted half a thousand years. At that time, the earth was in eternal winter, the river on Tianyue Mountain flowed to the sea, the yellow sand of the border was flying everywhere, and the plum blossoms in the early spring of Lingnan were still covered with dew.

Of all ancient things, “year” is the oldest.

In the eyes of "Sui", the great demon in the sea was just a blind and foolish descendant, and the fire giant holding the sword of victory was nothing more than a tool bound by the tribe. As for the god Yeragand on the snow mountain, at that time, he was only just beginning to have consciousness and had not even been able to form a physical body.

He hovered over Mount Tianyue, watching the world as if a day were a thousand years, witnessing the rise and fall of one nation after another, sometimes with joy, sometimes with pity, sometimes with indignation, and sometimes with melancholy.

Each generation of the Great Yan True Dragon would personally ascend Tianyue Mountain to perform the Fengshan ceremony for the ancestral dragon that had been winding through the human world, until the contemporary True Dragon a thousand years ago made a suggestion to "Sui".

He said.

"Why not come with me on this expedition?"

Under heaven, all land belongs to the king; on the shores of the land, all people are subjects of the king. What is considered a matter of great importance to mortals—following or defying the will of heaven—is quite interesting in the eyes of "Sui" (the year).

Yes, that's interesting.

The years had been far too long, so long that even the concept of "year" itself had become somewhat moldy. His tall body swayed down from Tianyue Mountain, and it took twelve human months just to stretch his body.

Our beautiful land has countless lives to be sacrificed.

On its first expedition, "Sui" and the True Dragon melted the fire giant summoned by the demon race, smashing the giant sword and its head to pieces. Then, with one claw, it dipped into the three-thousand-foot-long river cascading down Tianyue Mountain, building a long dike between the land and sea. It then casually drew a giant dragon, which fell from the clouds into the sea as soon as it was drawn, fighting and killing the great demon in the sea, driving it away from the Great Yan territory for thirty thousand miles.

Once the enemies from all sides have been wiped out, the world will be at peace.

The contemporary dragon and "Sui" summoned ninety percent of the extraordinary people and warriors in the Great Yan land. They destroyed mountains and temples with overwhelming force, and fought a decisive battle in front of the Great Yan River, completely eradicating the "gods" who occupied the Great Yan land. This battle was called "Extermination of the Six Heavenly Ghosts".

The True Dragon said that these creatures could not be considered gods, but only giant beasts. Therefore, the position of "Giant Beast Scholar" was created among the Celestial Masters. This was not only to utilize the remains of these ancient gods, but also to record this history, to trample the giant beasts to the ground, and to stomp on them ten thousand times so that they could never rise again.

And then what? Naturally, it's a case of "when the birds are all gone, the good bow is put away; when the cunning rabbit is dead, the hunting dog is cooked."

"No, perhaps I wouldn't even qualify as a good bow and a lackey." Nian chuckled self-deprecatingly, tucking his hands into his sleeves, his expression indifferent as he recalled the now-faded dream.

In the great battle that wiped out the six ancient ghosts, too many giant beasts were unwilling to die like this. They deeply hated the betrayer "Sui" and vowed to use every means to take revenge. The giant beast scholars obtained the key to "Sui's" fate from their remains.

"Sui" is unkillable, but in order to fight against many, "Sui" deliberately divided his authority and power, to the point that he was on the verge of madness at the end of the war. Each of his clones was anchored by a skill, thus laying the foundation for the eternal peace of the Great Yan Dynasty.

From the perspective of the human world... he has indeed been "dead" for a very long time.

Nian and her brothers and sisters all emerged from the chaos of "age" at the same time, and the order of seniority was determined by who could answer the question "Who am I?" first.

Who am I? Where did I come from? Where am I going?

The first to awaken among the twelve-year-olds was the great master who established the nation through farming and warfare. He inherited the year's compassion and love for civilization itself, and even went so far as to guard the frontier alone for three hundred years.

The second son inherited the arrogance and scheming of his father. This ruthlessness and arrogance made him willing to risk the world for his own gain. As a result, as soon as he woke up, he was taken to the deepest part of the Heavenly Prison by the Celestial Masters. The Great Yan made a bet with him: if the Great Yan had a wise ruler, virtuous ministers, and outstanding talents within sixty years, then he would have to be imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison for another sixty years.