Wind Sword Domain

Chapter Twenty-Four

At the Dou Emperor level, fighters could already use the Dou Qi within their bodies to resonate with the energy of heaven and earth, then control it to unleash incomparably terrifying power.

This was why Dou Emperor experts possessed such horrifying destructive force.

A Dou Zhe's cultivation began with the body itself. Once the body had been tempered to its peak, the Dou Qi within could resonate with energy of the same attribute between heaven and earth, ultimately achieving control over it.

Almost every Dou Zhe regarded such a realm with both reverence and longing.

Before reaching this realm, one person might hold off ten, a hundred, or a thousand, but human strength would eventually run dry.

Only upon reaching the realm of controlling the energy of heaven and earth would fighting ten thousand alone no longer be an illusory moon reflected in water or flower seen in a mirror.

It was said that once one reached the Dou Zong or Dou Saint level, every gesture could shatter the heavens and split the earth, topple mountains and overturn seas. This did not seem like mere fabrication. At that realm, with a turn of thought, heavenly lightning and earthly fire would descend together, reducing Thousands of Soldiers to ashes!

Clearly, Xiao Lin's current display had already come infinitely close to the Dou Zong level!

Moreover, he had used the Wind Attribute Dou Skill, Wind Sword Domain, attached to the cultivation technique Earth Water Fire Wind that the Family System had bestowed upon him.

As his cultivation continued to grow and the Dou Zong realm drew near, Xiao Lin had begun studying Earth Water Fire Wind. Once he truly stepped into the Dou Zong realm, he would switch to cultivating Earth Water Fire Wind.

Wind Sword Domain was an ungraded Dou Skill, but anything produced by the system was exceptional. It was divided into three levels.

The three levels were the realms of "Great Silence," "Great Destruction," and "Great Freedom."

By his understanding, after cultivating to the level of Great Silence, using Wind Sword Domain would fill heaven and earth with tens or even hundreds of thousands of dazzling longswords condensed from Wind Attribute energy. With ten thousand swords unleashed at once, opponents could be slaughtered.

He had not yet fully mastered it. When he used it now, there were only ten thousand crystalline wind swords, but they still posed an immense deterrent to those two low-level Dou Emperors.

A fine layer of sweat emerged on Lü Man's pretty face. What she had thought would be a simple, effortless mission had brought her face-to-face with such a terrifying existence!

In her eyes, this old man in green robes was not far from the Dou Zong realm. How could such a figure be staying in this remote little city?

"Three breaths."

Xiao Lin gently clenched his palm, and the ten thousand swords between heaven and earth trembled slightly, as though they would shoot forth the next moment.

"White Fang, can you take me and break out?"

Lü Man communicated with the Eight-Winged Black Serpent Emperor.

Feeling the pressure filling heaven and earth, the Eight-Winged Black Serpent Emperor let out a long breath and honestly replied,

"If I risk serious injury, I can break out. But I can't protect you, and there are still two Dou Emperors on the other side ready to make a move."

Should they try?

Trying meant dying. In the end, the woman and serpent still did not dare take the risk.

Upon receiving this answer, Lü Man and the Eight-Winged Black Serpent Emperor obediently put Qing Lin down. Xiao Yan rushed over and brought Qing Lin back.

"The Xiao Family is truly terrifying. The Misty Cloud Sect is probably finished."

At his peak, Ice Emperor Hai Bodong had only been a Five-Star Dou Huang. Now that he had only just recovered, he was merely a Two-Star Dou Huang. Watching Xiao Lin suppress two Dou Emperors alone, he could not help but sigh inwardly.

Yao Lao felt the same way. This Old Clan Head of the Xiao Family had given him far too great a surprise—enough to call it a fright.

In three years, Xiao Lin had risen from a One-Star Fighting King to a high-star Dou Huang. Unless Xiao Lin chose to reveal it himself, Yao Lao could not even probe his true strength.

If it had taken one or two years to go from a One-Star Fighting King to a One-Star Dou Emperor, he could still understand it. After all, the Xiao Family might have come from some great power.

But to go from a One-Star Dou Emperor to his current realm in one or two years was something even Yao Lao found difficult to comprehend. This breakthrough speed was simply too fast!

One had to know that reaching the Dou Emperor realm already meant possessing extraordinary talent, standing above the masses. For most Dou Emperors, gaining one star over several years or even more than a decade was considered quite good.

Yet this Old Clan Head of the Xiao Family cultivated at a speed that was truly heaven-defying.

"Are you two not leaving yet?"

Xiao Lin looked at Lü Man and the Eight-Winged Black Serpent Emperor, his gaze narrowing slightly as he spoke.

Lü Man wiped the fine sweat from her forehead and said,

"Didn't you say that as long as Qing Lin agrees, she can come with us?"

Clearly, unless they obtained Qing Lin's consent, the woman and serpent would not leave so unwillingly.

Xiao Lin suddenly thought of something, and the corners of his lips lifted slightly. It just so happened that he was going to the Misty Cloud Sect.

These two did not want to leave, did they? When the time came to contend with the Misty Cloud Sect, he might just have use for them.

"Then do as you please. However, Qing Lin is coming with Yan'er and me to the Imperial Capital. What about you?"

Xiao Lin looked toward Lü Man and White Fang.

The two exchanged glances. Lü Man gritted her silver teeth and said, "We're going too!"

About half a month later, after the Xiao Family of Wutan City had broken up into smaller groups and everyone had left the Jia Ma Empire,

Xiao Lin, Xiao Yan, Hai Bodong, Qing Lin, and Lü Man set out on the road to the Imperial Capital.

The Eight-Winged Black Serpent Emperor was too enormous to travel with them, so he could only remain outside the city while Lü Man stayed by Qing Lin's side, telling her about things like a vast future.

Though being captured had left Qing Lin frightened of Lü Man, with Xiao Lin, Xiao Yan, and the others nearby, Lü Man's attitude became much gentler afterward. She earnestly tried to persuade Qing Lin with her words.

After trying for a long time, Qing Lin finally showed some interest. The fragile little girl also wanted to grow stronger.

Since Qing Lin herself agreed, Xiao Lin and Xiao Yan naturally had no intention of stopping her. However, Xiao Yan's Three-Year Pact was at hand, and Qing Lin wanted to watch it through before leaving.

After all, over the past year, she had grown close to considerate Young Master Xiao Yan. She wanted to personally witness the Three-Year Pact before departing.

Lü Man and White Fang had no choice but to continue accompanying Qing Lin to the Misty Cloud Sect.

During this time, Lü Man learned that the incomparably powerful old man was regarded by the outside world as merely a Dou Wang. Anyone could tell there was some great secret behind it!

Especially since the old man's Grandson had serious conflicts with the Misty Cloud Sect, Lü Man felt that on this journey, she might personally witness the Misty Cloud Sect—and even the entire Jia Ma Empire—undergo earth-shaking upheaval.

Several figures traveled through the air, looking down at the majestic city beneath the clouds. That was the Imperial Capital of the Jia Ma Empire, Jia Ma Holy City!

Xiao Yan looked back toward the north of the Imperial Capital. There, an enormous mountain range that could be called magnificent lay sprawled like a giant dragon, faintly radiating soaring Spiritual Energy.

That was where the colossal force of the Jia Ma Empire, the Misty Cloud Sect, was located!

For the Three-Year Pact, during the first two years, he had endured countless hardships, training outside with Yao Lao, devouring Heavenly Flames, and constantly growing stronger.

In the final year, even after the old man had appeared with the might of a Dou Emperor, his cultivation had never slackened. His pride would not allow him to rely on the old man's power—otherwise, how would he be any different from Nalan Yanran?

Xiao Yan stared at the majestic mountain peak hidden within the faint clouds, his body trembling slightly.

"Misty Cloud Sect... Nalan Yanran, the worthless wretch from back then has come as promised!!"