Chapter 143: A Timely Rescue!-Mass Job Change: My Skills Are All Forbidden Spells with a Ten Thousand Times Boost(By the banks of the Ruoshui River, the wine cups drift along the gentle current.)

"Uncle Zhang?"

Ma Tianxing looked at the back standing before him, a flicker of warmth stirring in his heart.

"Young Master, we shall speak later. Let me deal with this monstrosity first!" Zhang Xifeng pressed his palms together, unleashing a strike with his full power. The Domain of the Three Swords instantly bloomed across the battlefield.

The malevolent light of the spear began to fade, and its physical form started to dissipate. Zhang Xifeng quickly drew a blade, severed the chains binding Ma Tianxing, and lifted him safely back to the ground.

"Young Master, are you hurt?"

Ma Tianxing shook his head. "I am fine."

"What on earth is going on here? And who exactly is that man?" Zhang Xifeng stared at the figure on the throne with deep apprehension; the terrifying aura emanating from him was undoubtedly that of a Forbidden Curse. Even though he had unleashed his Three Swords Domain instantly, it had only barely managed to shatter that world-ending spear. The power of the Forbidden Curse was in no way inferior to his own domain.

"He is the one I was chasing," Ma Tianxing gritted his teeth and said. "That guy was playing the fool all along, hiding his true colors until we were far enough away from you to bare his fangs."

"That's impossible. Back then, the aura I sensed was only that of a second or third-rank expert. Now, the pressure he exerts is at the level of a Supreme Realm master. Furthermore, a Forbidden Curse of this caliber is not something that guy could have possibly cast." Zhang Xifeng looked puzzled; he had absolute confidence in his sensory abilities, which had never failed him before.

"I don't know," Ma Tianxing replied. "In that split second, it was as if he had become a different person, and he just conjured a Forbidden Curse out of thin air. If you hadn't arrived in time, Uncle Zhang, I would have likely perished here."

A moment later, Feihua landed beside Zhang Xifeng. Looking at the figure on the throne, she asked blankly, "Senior, who is that? And where is my boss?"

Zhang Xifeng replied angrily, "You're asking me? The Young Master said that guy is your boss."

"That's impossible!" Feihua said, confused. "How could my boss release such terrifying power? Is it possible that you, the experts of the Ma family, have already killed him and are framing this?"

"Don't go spouting nonsense! Even if the Ma family wanted him dead, we wouldn't need to invent excuses!"

Ma Tianxing said coldly, "That guy is your boss. I never expected that even now, he would still be putting on an act. But now that Uncle Zhang is here, it’s all too late for him!"

Zhang Xifeng stood up, stepped into the air, and looked at the man on the throne. "Who are you? To dare ambush the Fourth Young Master of the Ma family—if our house has offended you in any way, please speak up."

*How did Zhang Xifeng get here?*

Lin Han sighed inwardly. *I was a step too slow. Those three swords actually managed to block the World-Ending Spear.*

Lin Han could vaguely sense a force competing with him for control over the surrounding space; he could guess that it was Zhang Xifeng's ability. He was likely using a Forbidden Curse of his own, now fighting to claim territory within the Domain of Chaos.

Things were becoming troublesome. Since activating the Domain of Chaos, Lin Han had sensed another powerful expert approaching rapidly from afar. It wouldn't be long before they arrived. If he wanted to escape now, it would be difficult, so he had to keep up the charade. He could maintain the Domain of Chaos for a while longer, and by using his exclusive innate magic to draw upon the ambient mana within a five-hundred-kilometer radius, he could sustain the illusion for some time. Although it placed a significant burden on his body, he had to hold on.

Having already displayed this level of power in front of everyone, he could no longer maintain his previous identity. Even Feihua could not know the truth. This was his most guarded secret; even if he trusted her, he had to remain cautious.

Lin Han sneered, "Three-Blade Zhang Xifeng? I didn't expect you to still be alive. It seems you’ve been hiding in the Ma family all these years, and now you’re willing to serve as their dog?"

"You know me?" Zhang Xifeng stared cautiously at the man. He had no recollection of ever seeing him, not even thirty years ago.

"Of course," Lin Han said indifferently. "Are you planning to test me, old man? Setting aside whether you could have stood against me in your prime thirty years ago, in your current state, it is utterly impossible for you to deal with me."

"You attacked the Young Master of the Ma family. If you cannot provide an explanation, I am willing to trade blows with you, Senior." Zhang Xifeng showed no sign of backing down in the face of threats. Even though the person before him was formidable, the 'Three-Blade' had no intention of retreating.

Lin Han chuckled. "You moved against my disciple, and now you have the audacity to demand an explanation from me? Isn't that a bit unreasonable?"

"Your disciple?" Zhang Xifeng frowned, wondering if he meant *that* person.

"I didn't realize the 'Three-Blade' had become so forgetful. You were just trying to snatch the Third Relic Fragment from my disciple's hands, and now you've forgotten it entirely? It seems the Ma family has taught you plenty of underhanded tricks over the years."

Lin Han had decided to adopt the persona of his own master. This identity was chosen after considering many factors; it would satisfy Feihua, and since the secret was already out, he had to provide a cover story. Manager Liu was another factor he couldn't ignore; he had already told the manager about his master, so having this 'master' appear would dispel any lingering doubts. In this tense situation, he could not afford to leave any more loose ends.

Feihua was stunned to hear this. *This powerful expert is Lin Han's master?* She had never heard Lin Han mention it, but it made sense. The boy's strength was truly heaven-defying; if he had been trained by such a master, it was far more reasonable. *I never imagined he was hiding so much!*

"Senior, is my little boss alright?" Feihua stepped forward to ask.

Lin Han replied in a deep voice, "You must be Feihua. I know of you—the youngest God of Assassins, the little one from the Jiang family."

"You are too kind, Senior," Feihua said, bowing.

"Rest assured, my disciple is fine. He just used space magic to send him to safety elsewhere. Do not worry," Lin Han explained simply.

"Space magic?" Feihua was shocked. Space-type magic was rare among mages; those capable of wielding it could be counted on one hand across the entire globe. To think there was one standing right before her, and that he was none other than Lin Han's master!