Yellow Emperor Sword Canon, Sword One, Heaven Slayer!

Lin You stood in the courtyard.

He watched as blood rained from the void, the Sixth Elder buckling under the strain.

Several of his uncles fought like madmen.

They tried to break through the encirclement to rescue their brothers.

But the experts of the Four Great Families held them back relentlessly.

He clenched his fists.

He didn't know if this was his battle to fight.

The Martial Dao Profound Realm.

One step further...

and he'd be a Martial Immortal.

He could die...

Maybe he should just run?

Lin You thought to himself.

Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the Eighth Elder struggling to get up.

His body was broken and battered.

Like puddles in a muddy alley.

His injuries were visible to the naked eye.

Bone showed stark white through his chest.

The Eighth Elder roared.

Blood spilled uncontrollably from his body.

He tried again and again to rise and rally.

But his whole body was like a leaking ball.

He couldn't even stand.

Lin You couldn't help but clench his fists.

His aura began to rise, bit by bit.

In that moment.

Scenes of the Lin Family flashed before his eyes like a lantern show.

"The Clan Extermination War..."

"I'll kill you all..."

Lin You murmured.

He took a step forward and arrived before the Eighth Elder.

A warm current surged from his palm.

Stemming the Eighth Elder's worsening condition.

"You'er..."

"You?"

The Eighth Elder looked up in shock.

"You go first."

"We old relics will hold the Lin Family together."

"It's fine!"

Lin You sneered.

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Eighth Master."

"Once they free up their hands, they'll surround us."

"If you all die, there's no point in me living alone."

With that.

Lin You lightly tapped his toes and walked step by step into the void.

True Fire Refining Spirit.

It might not lose to the Martial Dao Profound Realm.

This was a battle where geniuses fought above their level!

"What is that kid trying to do?"

"Looking for death?"

In the void, the Daoist Robe Old Man, still locked in combat with the Lin Family, noticed Lin You.

"Almost forgot about this bastard!"

"The number one on the Heavenly Pride List—if we don't uproot him now, he'll become a major threat later!"

The Two-Headed Divine Shadow narrowed his eyes. Every strike he made carried a strange ripple.

"I'll kill him!"

"You all hold them off."

The Two-Headed Shadow clashed heavily once, shaking off the Fourth Elder's entanglement.

In an instant, everyone in the Lin Family panicked.

Even the First Elder Lin Tao, fighting three opponents alone with desperate ferocity, roared.

"Hurry!"

"Save You'er."

"Anyone can die but him!"

The Second Elder Lin Dong was deep in encirclement, trying again and again to break out.

But each time, he was forced back to his starting point.

In desperation, he spat out a mouthful of vital blood.

Yet who would have thought the Four Great Families would be so perfectly coordinated?

As if they intended to sever the Lin Family's future here and now.

They too spat out vital blood, forcibly boosting their combat power.

"No..."

"You'er, run!"

"Get out of here, kid! Did cultivation rot your brain?"

"Who the hell told you to come? We old bastards have our own plans!"

His uncles were too entangled to break free, so they could only shout warnings.

As the Two-Headed Shadow was about to clash with Lin You, Lin Tao bellowed.

"Eighth!"

"What the hell are you lying there for?"

"Get the fuck up!"

"You'er can't die!"

The Eighth Elder was frantic with worry.

But he couldn't even utter a single word from where he lay.

Before leaving, Lin You had forcibly sealed him with his own cultivation.

Now, with his broken body, he couldn't budge an inch!

At the edge of the star domain, several figures watched from afar.

Envoy Zhuge stood with his hands behind his back, witnessing everything unfold.

One of his followers asked.

"The Lin Family just won first place in the Heavenly Pride Competition..."

"Should we step in to help?"

Envoy Zhuge shook his head.

"Since when has the Everlasting Family meddled in such matters?"

"The Lin Family's karma is theirs to resolve."

The man asked again.

"What about Lin You?"

"He's a promising seedling... no worse than Qin Feng."

"To wither so young... what a pity."

Envoy Zhuge shook his head again.

"His own choice."

"Nothing to do with us."

"No one outside the Everlasting Families has ever slain a Martial Dao Profound Realm cultivator at eighteen."

"Lin You..."

"What a shame."

Above the Lin Family Mansion.

Lin You, treading the void, had already reached the edge of the battlefield.

The Two-Headed Divine Shadow crossed the void.

Its speed grew faster and faster.

"Tch..."

"Heavenly Pride Competition first place?"

"Killing you will probably piss those old geezers off to death, hahaha."

Lin You said nothing.

A faint yellow Sword Qi slowly gathered in his palm.

"What?"

"You think you can fight me?"

"The Martial Dao Profound Realm is not something an ant like you can fathom!"

The Two-Headed Divine Shadow sneered.

It formed a hand seal, and its other dead head suddenly snapped its eyes open.

"Die!"

A world-shaking shriek erupted.

The void shattered inch by inch around the two-headed figure.

In desperation.

The Lin family members had completely lost their composure.

All were trapped in bitter combat, unable to break free.

Roar after roar rang out.

They fought desperately to rescue him.

But the next second.

They saw Lin You, without dodging at all.

Charge straight ahead.

[Ding!]

[Yellow Emperor Sword Canon 100/100]

"Yellow Emperor Sword Canon."

"Heaven Slayer!"

One sword.

The sky fell.

Boundless clouds were torn apart in an instant.

A giant sword, like something from beyond the heavens, coalesced in the void.

Before the sound wave could even draw near, it was shredded to pieces by the Sword Qi!

The Two-Headed Divine Shadow's pupils dilated rapidly.

"No..."

"Impossible!"

"True Fire Refining Spirit Realm!"

"How long has it been!!!"

A sword cry whistled past.

The Two-Headed Divine Shadow was pierced through on the spot.

It looked down at the bloody hole in its chest.

"Heaven-grade... cultivation technique."

"How could this be..."

In an instant, Sword Qi exploded within his body.

Soul and spirit annihilated!

--Boom.

Time itself seemed to freeze in that moment.

Everyone stared at Lin You in disbelief.

Another sword strike.

A Martial Dao Profound Realm cultivator before First Elder Lin Tao was slain.

Second sword.

Third sword!

Four slain in a row!

A True Fire Refining Spirit Realm cultivator, cutting down four Martial Dao Profound Realm experts in succession!

"No!!!"

The Daoist Robe Old Man let out a furious roar.

"Why!"

"How could a mere Seventh-grade Family possess a Heaven-grade technique!"

"Eighteen years old!"

"True Fire Refining Spirit Realm—impossible!"

With the four Martial Dao Profound Realm cultivators killed, The pressure on Lin Tao and the others plummeted.

In an instant, they shattered the Four Directions Formation trapping the Sixth Elder!

One against four might not guarantee victory.

But seven against eight?

Advantage is mine!

"Run!"

"Hurry, save whoever you can!"

Someone roared.

The field scattered like startled birds, fleeing in all directions.

The tables had turned!

"Kill!"

"Leave none alive!"

"The Lin Family's blood debt—today, we repay it in full!"

Lin Tao charged ahead, pinning the Zhang Family Ancestor to the ground.

With their numerical advantage gone, These men were no longer a match for the Lin Family elders.

Total annihilation was only a matter of time.

Lin You fell from the void, caught by the Eighth Elder, who had just broken free from his restraints.

"Good lad..."

"You really are..."

"Freaking awesome!"

The Eighth Elder stammered, completely forgetting he had been bound by Lin You.

He couldn't help but give a thumbs-up, joy beyond words in his eyes.

In all his years, When had he ever seen such a prodigy!

Crazy!

"Eighth Master..."

"Where'd you learn that word... 'freaking awesome'?"

Lin You said weakly.

The few sword strikes just now had drained the spiritual energy from his body.

The Eighth Elder scratched his head apologetically.

"When you were in seclusion, you kept shouting."

"I figured it must be something like praise..."

"No problem, right?"

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