With Me Here, the Mountain Is Unbeatable Before Its Closure

"Chen Feng, time is running out."

"You really don't have to risk your life for those scumbags."

"With your strength, you’re destined to be one of Great Xia’s top warriors."

"It would be such a waste if you fell here."

The last few young men, before leaving, still hoped Chen Feng would come with them.

Chen Feng shook his head and thanked them for their kindness.

Staring coldly at the approaching invaders once again in the distance, he said without emotion:

"I will leave, but not now."

"I’m going to keep all of them here in Kunlun."

The last few wounded young men, seeing Chen Feng’s determination, felt a deep sense of regret.

At that moment, the invaders in the distance suddenly found a tree branch somewhere, hanging a piece of white cloth on it.

They waved the white flag back and forth as they moved toward the exit.

"Does waving a white flag really work?"

"Whether it works or not, we have to try."

"If we don’t leave now, it’ll be too late."

"Staying here means death. At worst, we fight to the death."

...

Watching the invaders slowly approach, the last few young men cursed angrily:

"These beasts finally know how to wave a white flag now."

"They don’t even think about how arrogant they were when they were chasing us before."

...

All these young men were seething with hatred.

Though time was urgent,

they still couldn’t help but stop and watch how Chen Feng would deal with these invaders.

They knew, from Chen Feng’s recent attitude,

there was no way he would let these invaders off.

One of the young men turned on a recorder he hadn’t had time to activate before,

wanting to capture the invaders’ final moments of despair on film,

to show the families of their fallen comrades the miserable fate of their enemies.

Soon, a large group of invaders arrived not far from Chen Feng.

One after another, they shouted:

"We surrender! We admit defeat!"

"I’m willing to become a prisoner."

"Don’t block our way any longer; time is running out."

"If you don’t leave now, you’ll die too."

"Please spare me! I swear I’ll never come to Great Xia again."

"I have children waiting for me at home."

...

Some broke down in tears on the spot, kneeling and begging Chen Feng for mercy.

But Chen Feng felt not a shred of sympathy.

In the woods outside the Four Symbols Abyss, corpses with severed limbs still hung from branches, swaying in the wind.

Those were Great Xia’s warriors.

"Me, let you go? Then who spared my Great Xia comrades?"

"Blood for blood, pay for the blood you spilled! When you killed my people, you should have been ready to die!"

"Today, I am invincible!"

After roaring in anger, Chen Feng didn’t hesitate to unleash his martial spirit.

The moment the seven-stringed qin strings appeared,

the invaders instantly panicked.

"Are you crazy?"

"Do you really want to die with us?"

"If we can’t get out of Kunlun Mountain, we’ll all die!"

"Everyone, charge! Break through and carve out a path to survive!"

...

The invaders were driven to desperation.

They threw away the white flag and charged toward Chen Feng.

As the strings were plucked,

waves of blood-red sound energy formed swastika-shaped symbols.

The spinning swastikas cut through the air like giant rotary blades, slicing into the charging crowd.

Now, the power of the Sound Wave Technique was so great that even the pinnacle-level Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill couldn’t withstand it.

These half-trained invaders were no match.

Especially with Chen Feng’s current 1,600 vitality.

The battlefield was completely one-sided.

The invading army was instantly turned into a slaughterhouse.

Each sonic attack could easily slice through several enemies at once.

Screams of agony echoed relentlessly.

Still, a few stubborn fighters attempted to resist.

“Golden Bell Shield!”

A burly man, muscles bulging, formed a golden aura around his body.

He was completely enveloped within it.

He tried to use this to block the sonic attacks and break through the entrance.

But as the sound of the zither strings cut through the air—

The shield remained intact, but the man was gone.

The muscular warrior fell to the ground in disbelief.

He watched in horror as the lower half of his body stood rooted in place.

“How is this possible?!”

“I don’t want to die!”

But no matter what he said, it was useless.

Eventually, engulfed in excruciating pain, he slowly lost consciousness.

Chen Feng kept plucking the strings.

Using the lives of the enemy to honor the fallen souls of Great Xia.

The last few wounded Great Xia youths watched the invaders’ miserable fate, their fists clenched tightly, eyes burning with emotion.

“Grandpa, did you see that? These outsiders have finally paid the price.”

“Big brother, someone has avenged you.”

“Brothers, rest in peace!”

...

These youths cast grateful glances at Chen Feng’s retreating figure.

They no longer hesitated.

One after another, they quickly departed.

...

Kunlun City.

It was now overcrowded.

Because in less than a week,

Kunlun Mountain would be sealed again.

Many had come to wait for their loved ones’ return.

As for the families of the elderly, they had already prepared ceremonial tombs,

planning to hold funerals on the day Kunlun Mountain was sealed.

The Martial Arts Guild’s Supreme Leader

sat in the conference room, listening to reports from various subordinates.

The branch leaders of Kunlun City and others all wore grim expressions.

The atmosphere in the room was heavy and oppressive.

“No one has come out for half a month straight.”

“There’s been no news about the Dragon Vein.”

“Except for a few who dug up treasures or escaped injured, no one else has emerged.”

“Opening Kunlun Mountain properly would be a grand event; if it goes wrong, it will be a disaster.”

“And over at Shengdu, large crowds have gathered outside the Martial Arts Guild headquarters to protest.”

The matters surrounding Kunlun Mountain had troubled the Supreme Leader, robbing him of sleep night after night.

And now, hearing about protests in Shengdu?

He immediately asked in confusion:

“What are they protesting about?”

The branch leader from Shengdu promptly reported:

“A woman named Xu Lan is demanding the cancellation of Liu Weiwei’s championship title.”

“The reason being that Liu Weiwei’s master, Chen Feng, is suspected to be a member of the Swallowing Heaven Club.”

“Many victims of the Swallowing Heaven Club’s persecution have been rallied by her.”

At this moment, Yang Honghui was also present in the conference hall.

Upon hearing Xu Lan’s name,

he immediately interrupted:

“Is that Xu Lan the one with a daughter named Xiao Ruohan?”

The branch leader flipped through the detailed report in his hands.

It contained all the information about the leader, Xu Lan.

“Indeed, she has a daughter named Xiao Ruohan.”

“And they’re from Jiang City.”

Yang Honghui clicked his tongue in exasperation.

“This family really causes trouble.”

“Her husband is still locked up in prison.”

“Didn’t expect her to be so bold.”

Hearing Yang Honghui’s words,

the branch leader from Shengdu immediately understood.

This Xu Lan was probably just as restless in Jiang City.

Even the Supreme Leader had some impression of her.

Because he remembered, in Chen Feng’s records,

the first disciple was named Xiao Ruohan.

However, on the very day this disciple won the city championship, she joined the God of War Martial Arts Academy.

After that, the whole family clashed with Chen Feng.

But they never got the upper hand.

In fact, their own man even ended up in prison because of it.