Chapter 161

However.

In an instant.

He still opened it.

"……"

"……"

"……"

It was just that the very first book before his eyes was, in his view, a complete blur—he could not make out any picture or scene at all.

But.

Behind him, Wang Yase and Ding Xiaoyu looked forward; Wang Yase and Ding Xiaoyu's brows knit tightly, and they immediately retreated a step.

Wang Da Dong, on the other hand, though he also retreated half a step, his gaze was fixed dead on that Golden Brush Pointing the Dragon, as if he could see it clearly.

"You guys……"

"Can you see anything?"

Lin Yu asked.

"No good—the moment my gaze shifted onto the Golden Brush Pointing the Dragon, my head was pierced by a stabbing pain."

Wang Yase shook his head.

"Same here."

The two of them, it seemed, had not seen it clearly.

"I seem to……"

"See……"

"Ah Yu, you."

Wang Da Dong said.

"But it's very blurry, I can't see it clearly."

He scratched his head, indicating he couldn't see clearly.

Lin Yu flipped through and found that the ones after were all blurry, so he set them aside.

His gaze.

Mainly, turned toward the eighth volume.

He opened the eighth volume.

His eyes narrowed slightly—this eighth volume was also a blurry book page, but after he faintly focused his spirit, before his eyes……

It seemed.

Certain scenes, in an instant, surfaced before his……

Eyes!

Hum!

He looked around.

It was as if he saw scene after scene, those scenes very blurry, flashing past quickly—seeing endless darkness, seeing crack after crack, and then seeing firmament after firmament.

Immediately after.

He also saw……

The sounds of countless armors and weapons clashing, the wailing of warhorses screaming.

Scene after scene flashed past.

Finally.

In one scene, he seemed to stand in a place filled with darkness—this was a city; he saw countless ordinary people fleeing in panic, saw blurry figures charging forward one after another, and then saw blurry figures falling down, no longer able to fight again.

A wave of despair.

Oppression.

A dark atmosphere rose up of its own accord.

He stood at the very center.

Ahead.

It seemed to be a thousand armies and ten thousand horses.

The scene.

Also flashed past quickly.

"Ah Yu!"

Wang Da Dong's voice pulled him back to reality.

"……"

"……"

"……"

Lin Yu stood quietly in place.

Thinking about the scene just now.

This seemed.

To also be the Golden Brush Guest's reminder to him, foreshadowing the great event about to happen next, and also foreshadowing what the final outcome of this would actually be like.

But what Lin Yu couldn't figure out was that one of the scenes seemed to show troops clashing, countless figures slaughtering each other, yet this seemed to have no great connection to the modern city.

But the strangest thing was.

Why……

The Golden Pen Guest.

The need to rewrite episodes one through seven — that was the strangest thing of all, because the past that had unfolded did not, on the surface, need to be rewritten.

Unless.

What he wanted was…

For someone to be able to see it?

Or perhaps.

He wanted the future to see the history that had once taken place?

Lin Yu gathered together the eight episodes of Golden Pen Dragon Dots.

And at the same time.

On this night, after countless things had happened.

Also on this night.

The Martial Arts World.

Trembled once again.

Because…

The Judgment by force that had earlier recalled its Martial Corps, after goading every major faction into going after the Ascending Heaven Pavilion, finally tonight dispatched its Martial Corps once more — along with members of the Judgment by force itself!

The Judgment by force.

Not just the Martial Corps!

But countless members as well — one had to understand that the Judgment by force's reach actually spanned the entire world, otherwise it could never have set up a KO Ranking in every School Realm across the globe.

And the bulk of these Judgment by force members were, in fact, international criminals, international criminal martial artists, special-forces soldiers, mercenaries, and the like…

Now.

With the Judgment by force officially stepping in!

Every major faction and gang officially launched a massive assault on the Ascending Heaven Pavilion; in the blink of an eye, countless territories were immediately targeted by countless gangs and factions alike.

"Ascending Heaven Pavilion…"

"Just changed its name…"

"And it's about to be wiped out."

Someone sneered coldly.

"If it were me, I'd take that ten billion and use it to recruit soldiers and buy horses — if you could pull in even a few dozen combat-index martial artists from around the world, you wouldn't be in such a sorry state."