Super Resolution System

When the skeleton heard Third Uncle's words, it immediately put down the hand that it had lifted up and shook off the blood stains and broken bones under its feet. It then stood aside.    

    

Lin Yaoyang noticed that the Martial Saint seals in the air had already disappeared.    

    

Lin Yaoyang wouldn't waste any more time here. He didn't even have the time to thank Third Uncle. He pulled the girl behind him and stood where he was, waving his hand.    

    

The white light enveloped the two of them. In just an instant, the two of them had completely disappeared from where they stood. However, after Lin Yaoyang left, there was still something left on the spot.    

    

The few disciples who were caught by Lin Yaoyang were standing on the spot, not knowing what had happened.    

    

When Third Uncle saw that Lin Yaoyang had left in such a straightforward manner, a playful expression appeared on his face. He smiled and shook his head. Then, with a flash, he disappeared from where he stood.    

    

However, before he left, it seemed like he had said something to the skeleton.    

    

The skeleton had a very serious face, but there was a hint of joy on it. It looked at the spot where Third Uncle had left and said, Third Uncle." Senior, please give me more guidance. "    

    

After saying that, his body flashed and disappeared from where he stood, leaving only these Martial Saint warriors standing there. All of them looked at each other, dumbfounded.    

    

So this is the end of the matter? They wanted to capture Lin Yaoyang and take the Luofu Black Gold from him as their own, but in the end, they still lost a Martial Saint Level warrior.    

    

Although they weren't killed by Lin Yaoyang, their heads were crushed by someone else's foot. That feeling was really unpleasant.    

    

After what happened to the dead Old Woman's sect, it could be said that their vitality had been greatly damaged. Martial Saint Level experts were the mainstay of their sect.    

    

It was impossible to lose one of them. God knew that a second Martial Saint would only appear after a few hundred years.    

    

Furthermore, the most promising disciple that they had nurtured in recent years to become a Martial Saint had died at Lin Yaoyang's hands.    

    

He Shuang, who had the least words, was the first to speak. He sighed and said, "Ai... We have offended the wrong person this time. Let's go. What else can we do besides admitting defeat?"    

    

When those people heard this, they all nodded in agreement. What could they do?    

    

Find trouble with Lin Yaoyang? Wasn't that the same as finding that old man with terrifying strength? Judging from the current situation, if they went up, one of them would die.    

    

These people weren't fools. They must have reacted by now. This old man was clearly a terrifying Titled Fighter Level with extraordinary strength and eyes.    

    

They had never heard of such a terrifying existence in their region.    

    

Now, they understood that Lin Yaoyang was someone they absolutely couldn't afford to offend. It was obvious that he had been thrown out by his family to train. It didn't matter what he did, there would be someone cleaning his butt anyway.    

    

They could only be considered to have bad luck. They had actually taken the initiative to provoke him.