Realms: Starting as a Sword Saint from Martial Universe
Chapter 17

Silent Deterrence

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"None of you are to make any rash moves!"

The calm voice slowly rang out beside everyone's ears, yet it carried an unquestionable dominance that made the expressions of the three Great Perfection Core Formation Realm experts change abruptly.

Even those three Great Perfection Core Formation Realm experts had been unable to immediately detect the speaker's location, much less sense his aura.

With a gloomy expression, the middle-aged man whose arms were covered in knife scars swept his gaze across the Lin Clan group. At last, his eyes settled on Lin Xuan, who stood near the front like the leader of the group.

He focused on Lin Xuan not because he sensed how powerful Lin Xuan was. On the contrary, it was because he could not sense even the slightest fluctuation from him.

That young man wore a plain coarse-cloth robe and carried a sword. Elsewhere, the middle-aged man would certainly have ignored him at a glance, because he looked like an ordinary person without any strength.

But this was the Sky Flame Mountain Range, filled with danger at every turn, and they were on their way to fight over the relics left behind by a Nirvana Realm expert. How could there possibly be an ordinary person here?

Beside the scar-armed middle-aged man, the two sturdy middle-aged men with somewhat similar features also watched Lin Xuan warily.

There was no aura, not even a single movement. Yet just one sentence had made the three Great Perfection Core Formation Realm experts immediately withdraw their auras and focus all their attention on Lin Xuan in full vigilance.

While the three focused on Lin Xuan, Lin Ke'er and Lin Xue at the side kept their eyes fixed on the men who had dared to harass them moments ago.

Women had always been petty, especially proud daughters of heaven like Lin Ke'er and Lin Xue. When it came to their reputations, they never let even the slightest offense go unpunished.

The next moment, Lin Ke'er and Lin Xue struck at the same time. Two low-grade spirit treasures instantly pierced the two men's throats, directly ending the lives of two Minor Perfection Core Formation Realm experts.

Sshk!

Sshk!

The sound of swords piercing flesh was especially clear in the silent, open clearing.

In an instant, the atmosphere, which had already turned somber and heavy, became chilling once more.

Standing on the flank of the group, Lin Dong gently stroked Little Flame, his gaze fixed warily on the band of desperadoes opposite them.

After killing the two men, Lin Ke'er and Lin Xue returned to the group. Wu Tao sighed in relief when he saw that they had returned safely. As for whether a fight would break out, that was not something he needed to worry about. He only needed to ensure everyone's safety.

Besides, the Young Clan Leader had already spoken. How could Wu Tao dare take command? With Lin Xuan here, there was no danger to fear.

The three sturdy men stared coldly at Lin Xuan, yet none of them dared make the slightest unusual move. Whether it was the two similar-looking men or the scar-armed middle-aged man, all of them were deeply wary of Lin Xuan.

The three of them pressed forward with three Great Perfection Core Formation Realm auras, only for them to seem to sink into an abyss, swallowed completely without receiving the slightest response.

This situation left the three Great Perfection Core Formation Realm men utterly unwilling to act rashly, because they had already begun to vaguely guess at Lin Xuan's strength.

The Creation Three Realms!

Yes, and perhaps he was not even merely a newly advanced Shaping Realm expert. With such strength, one person alone would be enough to defeat all three of them.

Even three Great Perfection Core Formation Realm experts who had touched upon the intent of shaping could only shrink back before such terrifying strength.

In the end, the scar-armed middle-aged man was the first to step forward. He cupped his fists toward Lin Xuan and said in a deep voice.

"Sir, it was our subordinates who failed to recognize greatness and disturbed you all. Song Dao offers his apologies!"

As he spoke, Song Dao raised a hand and drew over the Universe Bag of the Minor Perfection Core Formation Realm expert whom Little Flame had killed—the man he regarded as his right-hand man—then directly tossed it to Lin Dong.

"Young brother, please forgive the offense just now!"

Song Dao wore a polite smile as he cupped his fists toward Lin Dong. After speaking, he glanced at the two sturdy men behind him.

The two men's expressions turned rather ugly, but after taking a deep breath, the one who seemed to be the leader stepped forward and cupped his fists toward Lin Xuan.

"It was our subordinates who failed to recognize greatness and provoked the two young ladies. Han Zong apologizes to you both. Those two men's Universe Bags shall be Han's compensation. Please, go on your way!"

With a wave of Han Zong's hand, the men who had blocked the path on both sides scattered apart.

Lin Xuan said nothing. After withdrawing his gaze from Song Dao, Han Zong, and the others, he casually glanced toward a patch of forest not far away before taking the lead and walking forward.

He had no interest in wasting more time on these people. Traveling through the Sky Flame Mountain Range at night was no easy matter, so there was no need to waste time here.

Moreover, to Lin Xuan, these people were beneath notice. If they had not dared to directly cause trouble for the Lin Clan, he would not have bothered with them at all.

As soon as Lin Xuan moved, the group quickly followed. A cold gleam flashed through Lin Ke'er and Lin Xue's eyes, while Lin Dong lingered his gaze on Song Dao and the others for a moment before lightly patting Little Flame.

After Lin Xuan's entire group had departed, Han Zong and Han Sheng, whose features somewhat resembled his, both wore disgruntled expressions.

"Damn it, we directly lost two Minor Perfection Core Formation Realm experts!"

Han Zong and Han Sheng could hardly be blamed for their anger. Minor Perfection Core Formation Realm experts were top-tier combat strength. Losing two of them at once was a crippling blow.

"If you're dissatisfied, then go find trouble with that man!"

Song Dao could not help snorting, though he spoke with noticeably less confidence. After all, it had been he who first signaled for someone to test them, resulting in the two sides losing a total of three Minor Perfection Core Formation Realm experts.

Of course, there was another reason. Song Dao was alone, and when facing the Han Zong and Han Sheng brothers, he was naturally at a disadvantage.

"Hehe, the three of you came here at Yue's invitation. Why get angry?"

Just then, a light laugh came from the forest. Immediately afterward, a burly middle-aged man with a blood wolf tattoo across his bare upper body slowly emerged.

"As long as we take down the Myriad Gold Commerce, we'll recover all of today's losses. When the time comes, Yue can let the three of you have Manager Su!"

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