Just as Wanyan Chenglin was trying to persuade Chen Heshang, in Karakorum, the capital of the Yuan Dynasty, nearly ten thousand elite Mongol warriors surrounded Guo Jing and Huang Rong.

At the gates of Karakorum, on a high platform, the Yuan Emperor Ögedei sat in the center, with Chancellor Yelü Chucai on his left and the Golden Wheel Monk on his right. Surrounding them were many Tantric masters, and in front of him were five hundred archers.

As soon as Guo Jing and his wife arrived, they were surrounded by Mongol soldiers who suddenly appeared. It was clear that the enemy had made preparations beforehand. Given their abilities, they must have received the news when the two of them left Zhongnan Mountain.

"Rong'er, are you afraid?" Guo Jing, who was surrounded, asked Huang Rong beside him with a calm expression.

"Don't worry, Brother Jing is here." Huang Rong smiled sweetly.

Guo Jing gripped his sword tightly and slowly walked forward. The Mongol soldiers had not received any orders to attack and could only retreat step by step.

"Ugh..."

Just then, a bugle call sounded.

Immediately afterwards, the soldiers surrounding the two dispersed to both sides, and a man on horseback slowly walked into the encirclement.

When Guo Jing saw the person who had arrived, his pupils contracted sharply, and his expression became slightly agitated.

The newcomer was dressed in armor, with dark skin and scars on his face. He carried a precious sword at his waist and was exceptionally brave and skilled, clearly a seasoned warrior.

About twenty meters away from Guo Jing and his companion, the newcomer jumped off his horse and walked step by step toward Guo Jing.

"Brother Jing," Huang Rong couldn't help but remind him.

"It's nothing," Guo Jing said softly, then walked towards the person who had come.

The two met quickly, looked at each other, and then Guo Jing and the newcomer each extended their right hand to their chests, making a Mongolian greeting gesture, and then raised their hands in mid-air.

"Snap..." The two hands clasped tightly together.

"Guo Jing'an answered."

"Tore Anda".

The two shouted in unison, then embraced tightly, their eyes already moist.

"So it was him," Huang Rong thought to herself. This man was none other than Tolui, Guo Jing's childhood playmate and sworn brother, the youngest son of Genghis Khan Temujin, the younger brother of Ögedei Khan, and the greatest warrior of Mongolia.

"You shouldn't have come," Tolui whispered in Guo Jing's ear during the embrace.

"I must come," Guo Jing replied.

"Because of that immortal?" Tore asked.

"No, for the sake of all the people under heaven, including the countless Mongolian brothers and sisters," Guo Jing replied.

Tolui released Guo Jing, his eyes filled with admiration.

"Do you know? I've fantasized countless times about what you're going to do—whether you'll kill you with a knife or beat you up. You've caused Hua Zheng so much suffering." Tuolei's expression was extremely complicated.

Guo Jing was also filled with remorse. Back then, because of his mother's death, Hua Zheng took the blame upon herself and ultimately chose to leave Mongolia and travel to the Western Regions.

Then Guo Jing took a deep breath and said.

"Let me meet the Great Khan!"

Tolui gave Guo Jing a deep look.

"You should know that if you go any further, you may face utter ruin. If you turn back now, I can save your life."

Guo Jing smiled and then patted Tuolei on the shoulder.

"I have come to save the Great Khan and the Mongols on the grasslands, why should I be afraid?"

"Salvation? Just the two of you? With that deity? I've heard the Imperial Advisor mention it, but I don't believe it. The Han people are full of tricks; this must be a play to frighten us. With the Eternal Heaven protecting us, our Mongol warriors have nothing to fear," Tolui said coldly.

Guo Jing nodded approvingly. His brother was indeed still the same as before, brave and resolute. He himself had been just like him before, but after meeting Li Daoyi, his thoughts changed. It turned out that mortals were really like ants.

"Are you really not leaving?" Tore asked again.

"I'm not leaving."

Upon hearing this, Tore raised his left hand and waved it.

"Splash..."

The surrounding soldiers quickly retreated to the sides, making way for Ögedei Khan, whose location was at the end of the road.

Guo Jing turned around, took Huang Rong's hand, and walked forward. Even though they were surrounded by countless Mongol soldiers, the two of them remained fearless.

"What a fine Guo Jing! Truly remarkable!" Ögedei Khan exclaimed from the high platform.

"Great Khan, if every Southerner is like him, the future of our Mongols is very worrying. I suggest that this man be executed here." Yelü Chucai said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, Ögedei frowned. Guo Jing was Tolui's da, which meant he was also da. The two had grown up together since childhood and had some affection for each other. He was reluctant to kill Guo Jing now.

"No!" the Golden Wheel Monk suddenly exclaimed.

"Great Khan, we can't kill him. Let's see what he has to say first." The Golden Wheel Monk's mind was filled with what happened in Jingzhao Prefecture that night. Although he hadn't found that Dan Chenzi after returning, and the Great Khan and the others were very skeptical of his story, he knew that Li Daoyi was not someone to be trifled with.

Ögedei nodded, then gave Yelü Chucai a look, and the latter said no more.

Soon, Guo Jing and his wife ascended the high platform.

"Greetings, Great Khan," Guo Jing said, placing his hand on his chest and bowing slightly.

"Alas, Guo Jing, I never imagined that our reunion after more than a decade would be under these circumstances," Ögedei sighed.

“Even fledglings will one day soar through the sky. Your achievements have exceeded my expectations. Guo Jing is very impressed.”

"Are you here to protect the Jin Kingdom?" Ögedei asked.

Guo Jing shook his head.

Ögedei and his two companions were stunned, not understanding what he meant.

"I will not protect the Jin Kingdom, because the Jin Kingdom deserves to be destroyed," Guo Jing said.

Upon hearing this, Ögedei's eyes lit up immediately, and he quickly replied.

"You...you're here to help us?"

He had originally thought that Guo Jing had come to stop him from attacking the Jin Kingdom, but now that the other party denied it, his hope was rekindled. Guo Jing's martial arts were superb, and if he helped him, then Mongolia would have one more invincible general.

"Your Majesty, you misunderstand. I have come to save you," Guo Jing said, shaking his head.

"Huh?" Ögedei was stunned for a moment, then his face showed anger.

At this moment, Yelü Chu raised his hand, and the surrounding Mongol archers all pointed their arrows at Guo Jing and his wife.

Upon seeing this, Tore quickly stepped in front of the two.

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger."

Ögedei gave Guo Jing a deep look, then looked at his younger brother, and finally waved his hand, at which point the archers put away their bows and arrows.

"Tell me then, what do you want to save us from? And why should we need your help?" Ögedei said coldly.

"Pfft..."

Suddenly, Huang Rong, who had been silent all along, chuckled, instantly drawing everyone's attention.

“In our Han Chinese culture, there was once an idiom called ‘Yelang Zida’ (meaning ‘arrogance’), I wonder if you Mongolians have ever heard of it?” Huang Rong said softly.

As the ruler of a country, Ögedei Khan learned about Han culture from a Han Chinese teacher from a young age, so he naturally knew this story.

"Oh? Does Madam Guo mean that my Great Yuan is like Yelang?" Ögedei smiled slightly and said.

"No, the Great Yuan has a large army and many generals, making it the best among all countries. It is certainly not a small country like Yelang."

"However, what I mean is, I hope the Great Khan will not follow the example of Yelang, becoming arrogant and complacent, and ultimately becoming a laughing stock," Huang Rong continued.

Upon hearing this, Ögedei narrowed his eyes slightly, then looked at Yelü Chucai standing to the side.

"Madam Guo, do you mean that our Great Yuan Dynasty is no better than Yelang in front of your immortal?"

"Think what you will, but the reason why Brother Jing and I went to the grasslands alone this time is that we sincerely wanted to show the Mongols a way out. You Mongols do not belong to the Central Plains, so you should not only focus your attention on the Central Plains. You should continue to the west, where there are more vast lands waiting for you to conquer." Huang Rong said slowly to the group.

The group fell silent. Heading west was also part of the Mongols' strategy. Khwarazm had just been destroyed by them not long ago, not to mention that when Genghis Khan was alive, he had even reached beyond the Black Sea in Persia.

"You want to preserve the Song Dynasty with this?" Ögedei Khan asked.

“Your understanding is not bad either, what do you think? Would the Great Khan be willing to consider it? You should know that this is the will of that immortal,” Huang Rong said.

"An immortal, another immortal? Hahaha, what abilities does your immortal possess that he dares to teach us how to do things?" Yelü Chucai burst into laughter.

"Clang..."

Suddenly, Guo Jing drew his sword.

"Protect the Emperor!" Yelü Chucai exclaimed in alarm. The Golden Wheel Monk rushed to Ögedei's side to protect him.

Swish, swish, swish…”

The hundreds of archers around him raised their bows again and aimed at Guo Jing.

"Guo Jing'an replied." Tuolei was also startled and quickly shouted.

"Buzz..."

Guo Jing raised his sword high, and the sword made a buzzing sound.

"Guo Jing begs Lord Yue to grant his divine intervention," Guo Jing said to the sword.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword suddenly emitted a dazzling white light.

"Rumble..."

Thunder rumbled across the grassland, and a gust of wind blew from all directions, causing nearly ten thousand Mongol soldiers to stagger and fall, while archers also fell to the ground.

Ögedei and the others watched this scene in shock.

Just then, the sword slowly flew into the sky, and then a huge golden figure holding the sword appeared in mid-air.

“What…what…what is this?” Ögedei murmured, looking at the sky.

"His hair stood on end in anger, as he leaned against the railing..."

Yue Fei's voice slowly rang out from the sky, like the might of heaven. Everyone present was so overwhelmed by the pressure that they involuntarily knelt down.

"With lofty ambitions, we'll feast on the flesh of the barbarians when we're hungry, and laughingly drink their blood when we're thirsty. We'll wait to start anew, reclaim our lost lands, and return to the imperial palace."

As the last line of the poem was recited, Yue Fei forcefully swung his raised sword downwards.

A huge white sword aura flew out from the sword and headed towards the densely packed tents behind the Mongol soldiers.

"boom…"

A deafening roar erupted instantly, followed by a cloud of dust, and a massive shockwave rushed toward where Guo Jing and the others were.

"Rong'er!" Guo Jing quickly hugged Huang Rong.

"call…"

The shockwave, accompanied by a fierce wind, instantly knocked everyone down, and the entire platform collapsed.

"Great Khan!" The Golden Wheel Monk quickly grabbed Ögedei and then used the Thousand-Pound Drop technique to prevent him from being blown over.

A few breaths later, the gale subsided and the sandstorm gradually dissipated, revealing soldiers lying on the ground. Although they were not seriously injured, each of them wore an expression of boundless fear.

"Great Khan, look!" At this moment, the Golden Wheel Monk exclaimed, pointing into the distance.

A mile away, the area where the soldiers used to rest and live in tents now had a large pit about ten feet wide, and the surrounding area was completely empty for hundreds of meters. The once lush green grassland had turned into a withered yellow expanse.

"Thump." Ögedei knelt down again, staring blankly into the distance, muttering repeatedly that the Eternal Heaven was angry.