Who gave you permission to travel through time with Earth?

This bizarre scene appeared like a demon to the eldest prince. The resentment and madness that had just arisen in him suddenly evaporated, replaced by an emotion he seemed to have never felt before...

Fang Jin smiled as she looked at his distorted face, the vortex in her heart continuing to expand. Zhou Bensi himself was not weak, but his Boundless Skill had not yet broken through the level of the Elders, and he was only ranked in the lower middle class in Xuanwu Guard.

Without those two blows to the forehead, he was as weak as a chicken in Fang Jin's hands. But now that his arms were broken, Zhou Bensi was so terrified that he was stiff and twitching. He couldn't put even the slightest pressure on the forehead.

Fang Jin would never give him any chance.

[Congratulations, player, you have learned a new skill]

[Skill: Swordsmanship Mastery Lv1]

[Rank: Level 20 (Current skill level: 10/20)]

【Characteristics: Also known as the Slashing Specialist, this user masters basic swordsmanship and can efficiently combine and vary basic sword moves, increasing their efficiency when learning swordsmanship skills】

[Requirements: To learn this skill, you must have a good sword and have used it in at least one hundred battles.]

[Note: What exactly is the difference between knife skills and sword skills?]

[Current Status: Limit can be increased]

Fang Jin gently rotated the cleaver, feeling as if his wrist was coated with lubricant. The stiffness he felt when chopping people in the nunnery earlier vanished, and he could clearly feel where to chop to exert the greatest force.

At the same time, he also knew that the moment he reached a boiling point in his mind and body and slashed off Zhou Bensi's arms was the opportunity to awaken this passive skill. He almost instinctively took the knife and cut out the optimal solution.

"Release Your Highness! You are a general of the Li Dynasty, how dare you...!"

Xuanwu Guards finally reacted, looking at the blue sedan chair in horror. Shi Dahu roared and pounced, his outstretched arms tearing open the surrounding trees!

Tiger-style boxing is the most ferocious and powerful of all boxing styles. When practiced to a high level, the whole body becomes like steel, and the movements seem to be accompanied by the roar of a tiger. The five claws that pounce and tear are enough to crack metal and stone!

Moreover, their attacks are incredibly fast. Often, just as someone is about to take a stance, the Tiger Form Fist routine is already finished, and half of that person's body has been torn to shreds, leaving them inexplicably bleeding to death.

Because of his temperament and physical talent, Shi Dahu's mastery of Tiger Style Fist is quite high, especially his strength and ferocity, which far surpass his fellow disciples! The tiger stripe tattoos on his arms seem to be real living beings when he practices his skills!

...But he is not a grandmaster yet.

"Are you a tiger or a dog? Why are you barking so fiercely, so loyal to your master?!"

Facing the howling tiger claws, Fang Jin charged straight at them! He ducked to avoid the attack and hid in a blind spot under his abdomen. Then, a hand that had turned to fire reached out and grabbed his face!

Then came pure brute force, with flames surging and burning beneath his skin, forging his entire arm into a gleaming, molten iron! This propelled his strength to a level unimaginable to ordinary people!

Where is there any chance of support for someone below the Grandmaster level? Fang Jin grabbed Shi Dahu's head and, with a strange, dislocated sound coming from the latter's neck, slammed his head heavily to the ground!

His deformed head plunged straight into the ground, and his body was flung into the air by the recoil, blood gushing from all seven orifices! He let out a series of low, furious roars!

"You still dare to yell?"

Fang Jin roared even more fiercely and frantically than him, grabbed Shi Dahu's ankle with one hand, and kicked him directly in the waist and abdomen with a whip kick. The flesh sank into a hemispherical indentation after the loud noise!

Then, exhausted, he flew backwards towards the other Xuanwu Guards who had come to his rescue. He spun his heavy body and crashed into the crowd. Those martial artists who were not even elders immediately coughed up blood and fell in all directions!

"General, that's enough."

A sword case and a willow-leaf knife were almost simultaneously placed three inches behind Fang Jin's neck, but neither of them knew who the prey was at that distance. However, Tao Shan and the others had no choice but to do so.

After all, they had been given a strict order before setting off. The Golden Tripod Seat signified official rank and also represented the expedition they had to undertake. If they failed, the court would not show any leniency.

The Li Dynasty valued martial prowess, and the lowest level of severe punishment was beheading. Further punishments included boiling alive and dismemberment, as well as collective punishment. In a sense, they were forced to take on this task.

"We cannot kill him. He has been officially chosen as the successor of the Jiazi Grandmaster. The seed of the Grandmaster's true energy is hidden between his eyebrows. If we kill him, the one on the throne will immediately sense it."

So it was Tao Shan who spoke first. The softness and nonchalance in her tone had completely disappeared. At first, she thought this puppet general had at most twenty or thirty years of cultivation.

Who would have thought he was so powerful? In terms of strength, even Shi Dahu was no match for him. Zhou Bensi was indeed foolish, and the man in front of him truly deserved to be a general of Xuanwu Guard.

However, Zhou Bensi was absolutely right about one thing: regardless of their background or cultivation level, all of them had to complete the mission of escorting the Buddhist nun and putting that grandmaster's idea into practice.

Otherwise, they would face the infighting of the entire Li Dynasty, and everything they had would be stripped away, with all their ties and family connections in this capital city being uprooted...

Just like Fang Jin.

"Don't worry, I didn't intend to kill him."

"Killing the prince will attract the attention of the Li Dynasty, and this mission to send the Buddha back to his homeland will fail from the very beginning? I'm not that impulsive. After all, the one sitting on the throne is a true fourth-order being."

Fang Jin smiled and said, his murderous aura gradually dissipating. Tao Shan and the others initially thought that their general had finally come to his senses... but his next words made them gasp for breath.

"But actually... this prince isn't that important, is he? The main people who delivered the Buddha statue were me, the centurion, and that prostitute. You were just helping out. This guy was at most a supervisor."

"Killing the overseer will attract the master's attention, but as long as the overseer is alive, we will continue our mission of sending off the Buddha. Whether Zhou Bensi is crippled, mute, or deaf... does anyone really care? Does anyone really know?"

"On the way back, just make up a few excuses: encountering bandits, outlaws, rebels, or even a wealthy and powerful family taking a fancy to Your Highness and kidnapping you to be their male wife. Just find a place to dispose of them, right?"

"After all, a general in the field may not obey orders, and since I can be a puppet... why can't he?"

Fang Jin smiled gently, then raised his knife and severed Zhou Bensi's legs. As the latter screamed in pain, Fang Jin pressed a thin layer of lava into his mouth, burning away most of his throat tissue.

The crowd fell silent. In their eyes, Fang Jin gradually grew darker and more sinister, fierce as a ghost and cunning as a demon. What made Zhou Bensi boast in front of them that he could so easily subdue and manipulate Fang Jin?

"If we go back to the city and report this now, even though the mission to deliver the Buddha has failed and you know the truth, you'll still die. But if we take this mute, immobile cripple and head north to seek wealth and glory... which do you think is better?"

"..."