Chapter 93 - Yang Sanfeng!

Seeing the content on the note, Lin Luoluo panicked.

She desperately rushed into the room.

“Dad!”

“Mom!”

“Grandpa!”

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Lin Luoluo started to cry.

Her face filled with panic, she collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down her face.

At that moment, Zhou Yu came over.

He helped Lin Luoluo up and said solemnly,

“Ms.

Lin, you stay at home, I’ll make a trip to Bailong Snow Mountain.”

Hearing his words, Lin Luoluo came around.

She tightly grabbed Zhou Yu’s hand.

“I’m going too.”

Zhou Yu shook his head and said,

“It’s okay, I alone am enough.”

“I promise you, I will bring them back safely.”

Zhou Yu’s eyes were filled with determination.

He nodded, then turned and walked out.

After leaving the Lin Family villa, Zhou Yu called Li He.

“Li He, send some people to watch over the Lin Family villa; make sure to protect Lin Luoluo well.”

“Yes, Mr.

Zhou.”

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yu set his sights on the southern suburbs and directly unfolded his movement technique, speeding off under the cover of night.

Bailong Snow Mountain is one of the highest peaks in the Yancheng southern mountain range, with an altitude of about four thousand meters.

It took Zhou Yu just over half an hour to reach the foot of Bailong Snow Mountain.

Looking at the summit, a gleam flashed in Zhou Yu’s eyes, and he ran straight to the top.

Ten minutes later, he reached the summit.

When he reached the top, he saw a person.

An elderly man with graying hair.

The man was at least over a hundred years old.

He was very thin, but stood firmly in the biting cold wind.

“Are you Zhou Yu?”

The old man’s voice was full of hoarseness.

Zhou Yu did not answer him, but instead looked into the distance.

In the distance, in front of a huge boulder, lay Lin Chaodong, Lin Wanhao, and Bai Yuzhen, each covered in blood, especially Lin Chaodong, who had the most severe wounds.

Seeing this, a chill flashed in Zhou Yu’s eyes.

“You shouldn’t have laid a hand on them!!!”

“You deserve to die!!!”

The old man said indifferently,

“You’re quite bold for a young man.

When Old Man Yang Sanfeng was making a name for himself in the Martial Arts World of Yancheng, your grandfather probably hadn’t been born yet!”

“However, I’ve heard that despite your young age, you’ve achieved the Dan Jin level, you must have a remarkable master.

Tell me, who is your master?”

Zhou Yu’s eyes surged with cold light, while a natural force began to stir around him.

“A man about to die doesn’t need to know so much.”

Yang Sanfeng showed a slight surprise.

“Indeed, you have reached the Dan Jin level.

At such a young age, achieving such a realm, your future is boundless.

Give it another ten years, even I would have to circumvent you on sight, but for now, you’re still lacking.”

“I’ll ask you one last time, who is your master?

Speak now, and perhaps I might spare your life.

Otherwise, the summit of this snowy mountain will be where your life ends.”

Zhou Yu said coldly,

“No need, the moment you attacked Grandpa Lin, not even the Emperor of Heaven could save you.”

Zhou Yu immediately threw a punch at Yang Sanfeng.

“Hmph!

Impudent boy!”

Yang Sanfeng snorted coldly.

“Well then, I’ll take your life.”

Yang Sanfeng also hurled a punch.

Bang!

Their fists collided instantly.

In that instant, a powerful force spread out, sweeping away the thick layers of snow around them, clearing a space of more than ten meters.

Yang Sanfeng took three steps back to steady himself, while Zhou Yu stood in place, unmoving.

“This…

impossible!”

Yang Sanfeng was shocked.

He was a peak Dan Jin practitioner, a master complete in the acquired stage, just a whisker away from reaching Innate.

In his eyes, such a person was unbeatable below the Innate level.

However, Zhou Yu, who he perceived as just entering the Dan Jin level, far beneath him, had just overwhelmingly defeated him in a single punch.

Yang Sanfeng, after all, was an old monster who had lived for over a hundred years.

He immediately realized that Zhou Yu’s strength was probably not as simple as just Dan Jin.

“Could it be?”

Yang Sanfeng thought of a possibility that he himself found unbelievable.

How could there be someone so young in this world…

“Who exactly are you?”

Yang Sanfeng stared intently at Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu replied coldly,

“I’ve already said, a man about to die doesn’t need to know so much.”

As he spoke, Zhou Yu clenched his fist again.

This time, a visible ring of blue energy appeared around his fist.

Seeing the blue energy around Zhou Yu’s fist, Yang Sanfeng’s pupils shrank suddenly.

“Gang Qi?”

“You, you are an Innate master!!!”

In Yang Sanfeng’s voice, disbelief was evident.

An Innate master is a practitioner who has transcended the physical limits established after the acquired stage, and represents his lifelong pursuit.

He was only a hair’s breadth from reaching Innate.

That tiny gap had troubled him for a full twenty years.

Yet, here was a man in his mid-twenties who had reached the Innate level.

What did this mean?

Yang Sanfeng thought no further, turned around, and fled.