I was hiding in the village and became the Grandmaster of all things!

As night falls and the stars appear, a figure sits leisurely on the top of a lonely and green mountain.

He held a bottle of fine wine in his hand and took a sip occasionally. The aroma of the wine seemed to float in the wind, but it could not conceal the solemn atmosphere around him.

Across from them, a dozen old men in gorgeous brocade robes were suspended in mid-air. Their faces were shrouded in the shadows of night and fear, and their bodies trembled slightly involuntarily, like candles in the wind that could go out at any moment.

These dozen old men were all hermit ancestors from various major families. The purpose of their trip was to rescue the two old men who were fighting with Xiao Yaoer and others.

However, at this moment, they seemed to be bound by invisible shackles and could not move forward.

As powerful beings in the Dharma Realm, they should have been fearless and able to turn the tide. But at this moment, facing the existence in front of them that seemed leisurely but revealed endless pressure, the courage and strength in their hearts seemed to be deprived by an invisible force, leaving only endless fear and helplessness.

The night was as dark as ink, and the mountain breeze blew gently, quietly transmitting the tense atmosphere of the confrontation to the surroundings. Every sound seemed exceptionally clear, yet seemed to be swallowed up by the endless silence.

The breeze blows.

The dust at the foot of the barren mountain was blown by the wind, raising dust all over the sky.

"Senior...Senior, we are descendants of the immortal world. I don't know why you are stopping us..." One of the dozen or so old men spoke slowly.

However, no response came.

Lin Qingzhi was still drinking from the wine jug, seemingly not taking the dozen or so old men seriously at all.

As for the descendants of the immortal world mentioned by the old man, Lin Qingzhi didn't care even more.

As time went by, he accepted more and more power from the game character, and now, even he didn't know how powerful it was.

At the beginning, he could go to the ninth heaven of the fairyland to fight with the strongest person.

Although beating them is like beating children, at least it can loosen up their muscles.

But now, let alone beating children, seeing those guys, I can just crush them to death like an ant with a wave of my hand.

Suddenly, Lin Qingzhi put down the wine jug in his hand and turned to look towards the east. In that direction, the battlefield where Xiao Yaoer was located had already had an outcome.

Lin Qingzhi slowly stood up, the wine bottle in his hand seeming to melt into the air, leaving no trace. His eyes, deep as the night, slowly swept over the trembling old men, each glance seeming to penetrate their hearts.

"Now that they are all dead, it's your turn. Why don't you do something wrong and be a traitor..."

Lin Qingzhi shook his head slightly, lifted his right foot slightly, and slowly stepped into the void.

In an instant, delicate ripples quietly spread out in the void, like the surface of water being blown by a breeze, but containing a heart-pounding power.

These ripples spread rapidly, sweeping towards the old men. Wherever they passed, the space seemed to be gently kneaded by invisible hands, shaking continuously.

The old men looked at the approaching ripples, their faces turned pale in an instant, and their eyes were filled with fear and despair.

This mysterious man was able to single-handedly imprison them in this seemingly peaceful but murderous world.

No matter what they said, the mysterious man just ignored them.

But now he took action without saying anything.

As tiny yet powerful ripples spread in the air, Lin Qingzhi's figure gradually merged into the surrounding void, as if being quietly swallowed by an invisible force.

At the same time, along with Lin Qingzhi's disappearance, several mysterious objects hidden in the bodies of the old men were silently extracted from their bodies and disappeared into this space together.

As Lin Qingzhi's resolute figure gradually disappeared into nothingness, delicate ripples quietly spread out, silently approaching the sides of those hunchbacked old men.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The ripples touched lightly, as if touching some indescribable restriction. The bodies of the old men exploded in an instant, turning into a bloody rain. Their eternal and immortal souls were also shattered into tiny starlight under this blow, disappearing with the wind and returning to nothingness.

This force did not stop there. It penetrated the old man's broken body and continued to spread to the distance like an all-pervasive wind. Wherever it passed, the grass and trees swayed, the mountains trembled, and even the sturdy buildings seemed to tremble under the aftereffects of this force, as if even space itself was moved by it.

In the clan territories of the eight great families, the children of those families were waiting for their ancestors or fellow clansmen who had gone to battle to come back. However.

And deep in the territories of the eight great families, the descendants of each clan are waiting with great anticipation, hoping for the triumphant return of their revered ancestors or their brave warriors of the same clan.

However, just when this expectation reached its peak, the strange ripples originating from afar had silently crossed the mountains, forests and houses, quietly bringing an ominous omen into this peaceful place.

In an instant, the night sky seemed to be torn apart, and a series of deafening "bang bang bang" sounds exploded above the ancient and solemn family land, shaking every inch of the land, startling countless flying birds, and breaking the silence of the night.

These eight great families were once legends that stood tall on the vast continent. Their roots are deeply rooted in the long river of history and have witnessed countless vicissitudes of life.

However, on such an ordinary yet extraordinary night, they were like candles in the wind, ruthlessly swallowed up by an irresistible force, leaving no trace. Not even a speck of flesh was spared. Only dust filled the sky, slowly drifting away with the aftermath of the explosion, returning to nothingness.

At the same time, those rare treasures accumulated from generation to generation, as if pulled by invisible hands, broke free from the ground that bound them, shining with alluring light, cutting through the night sky, and disappearing between the vast night and the stars, leaving behind a series of mysteries that arouse endless imagination.

Linjiang Village, Lin Qingzhi's home, he returned home.

He stood in the yard and looked up at the night sky.

The next moment, treasures broke through the night sky and fell towards the yard where Lin Qingzhi was.

Lin Qingzhi waved his hand, and the treasures fell into his space ring.

The royal family has always wanted to get rid of the eight great families. Now that I have helped them get rid of them, I will gladly accept these treasures.

"Qingzhi, what are you doing so late at night?"

At this time, a voice sounded from outside. Lin Qingzhi turned around and saw that it was his grandfather standing outside the yard.

"Grandpa, why aren't you asleep yet..."

Lin Qingzhi turned and walked outside.

"I ate your grandma's new dish tonight, and it made me run to the bathroom several times. I happened to see the light was still on here, so I came over to ask."

Grandpa said, holding his stomach.

Hearing this, Lin Qingzhi quickly covered his mouth, fearing that he would laugh out loud.