Sword Like a Swimming Dragon

Mu Shi felt the terrifying pressure bearing down on him from all directions, and his expression changed drastically. Under that pressure, even the surrounding space seemed to have solidified.

Not only that, Mu Shi could feel that, affected by the terrifying Sword Intent, even his movements seemed to have slowed.

At once, Mu Shi's expression hardened. His hands continuously formed seals as surging waves of energy were drawn from his Nascent Soul.

As his hand seals shifted without pause, an equally powerful aura emanated from Mu Shi.

"One Blade Throat Sever, Hundred Steps Flying Sword!"

As the low cry rang out, Lin Xuan hurled the divine sword in his hand. Empowered by terrifying Sword Intent and Origin Power, the longsword instantly tore through the sky and shot toward Mu Shi.

The instant the divine sword split the air, the frost-white Sword Qi divine dragon coiling around Lin Xuan's body let out a heaven-shaking dragon roar.

"Roar!!"

The next moment, the frost-white divine dragon followed the divine sword, charging forward with unstoppable force.

"Otherworldly Demon Cave Heaven Finger!"

Seeing this, Mu Shi fearlessly pointed a finger. Immediately afterward, an incomparably massive black giant finger manifested out of thin air and crashed head-on into the frost-white divine dragon.

Below, Little Marten, who was hiding within Lin Dong's body and watching the battle, could not help but exclaim in amazement as he watched Lin Xuan and Mu Shi clash.

"What kind of freak is this? That guy's sword technique is probably comparable to a Heavenly Martial Art. And the martial art used by that guy on the other side isn't simple either!"

"A Heavenly Martial Art?"

Lin Dong, who had been stunned by the scene before him, could not help asking Little Marten in his mind. Looking at the peerless figure in the sky who resembled a sword immortal, then at Lin Dong, who lacked even this bit of knowledge, Little Marten sighed helplessly.

"Anyway, it's not something you can come into contact with right now. Just focus on cultivating first!"

After being looked down on, Lin Dong could not help rubbing his nose. Then he raised his head and stared intently at the battle in the sky.

"Boom!"

The instant the frost-white Sword Qi divine dragon collided with the black giant finger, terrifying ripples of energy surged through the air.

After a brief stalemate, cracks appeared simultaneously on the frost-white divine dragon and the black giant finger.

"Crack! Crack!"

As though those cracks were some kind of signal, the frost-white divine dragon and the black giant finger vanished from the sky at the same time in the next instant.

The moment the divine sword flew out, Lin Xuan had already followed closely behind it.

As the frost-white Sword Qi divine dragon disappeared, the divine sword lost the support of Sword Qi and came to a halt in midair. But in the next moment, a large hand gripped it.

In the next instant, Lin Xuan charged toward Mu Shi, whose phantom-like form had already grown somewhat indistinct from excessive Nascent Soul Burning, at an even more terrifying speed.

"Whoosh!"

A flash of sword light cut through the air. Seeing Lin Xuan suddenly appear before him, terror flashed through Mu Shi's eyes. He wanted to continue burning what little Nascent Soul power he had left to block Lin Xuan's strike.

However, Mu Shi had still underestimated the speed of this sword.

With Hundred Steps Flying Sword, the man was faster than the sword. Even if one escaped the killing strike of the flying sword, the killing strike of its wielder that followed was equally impossible to evade!

"Slash!"

A brilliant sword light flashed across the heavens. At that instant, even the bright moon hanging high in the night sky paled before it.

As the sword light swept past, the entire world seemed to freeze in an instant.

In the sky, Mu Shi's phantom-like figure stood frozen, utterly motionless. Behind him, the white-robed figure crouched in midair, half-kneeling, his left hand holding the sheath in a loose press and his right hand pointing the longsword behind him.

On the ground, countless people stared blankly at the sky, at the black and white figures standing back to back, unable to recover their senses for a long time.

Not far away, Ling Qingzhu, standing atop an Azure Lotus, gazed at Lin Xuan's back with a complicated expression. She had a premonition that she might never be able to surpass the man before her in her lifetime.

Standing beside Little Flame, Lin Dong likewise stared blankly at Lin Xuan's back. He had never imagined that someone could be so powerful. At that moment, something seemed to have taken root in his heart—a new pursuit. Even Little Marten's loud cries in his mind were shut out.

"Whoosh!"

At some unknown moment, the bright full moon once again cast its cold moonlight upon the ancient mountain forest, and that frost-like chill finally woke everyone from their stupor.

"Shhk! Clang!"

The longsword slowly returned to its sheath. Though the sound was not loud, it rang with striking clarity through the deathly still night sky.

Lin Xuan rose to his feet and slowly sheathed his longsword. The moment the sword entered the sheath, a breeze swept past. In the next moment, Mu Shi's phantom-like Nascent Soul projection behind him scattered into the heavens and earth with the night wind.

Under the gazes of countless people, Lin Xuan slowly turned around. With a casual sweep of his gaze, he fixed directly on Wang Yan.

The instant Lin Xuan's gaze fell upon him, Wang Yan felt as though his very soul had turned cold, unable to sense even the slightest warmth of life.

"Lin Xuan has never been an unreasonable person."

Looking down at Wang Yan, Lin Xuan spoke softly. His calm tone sent a chill through countless hearts, and many people could not help muttering inwardly.

"Do you even believe that yourself?"

Of course, no one dared say such words aloud. Even Wang Yan could only nod obediently in agreement.

"What Sword Saint says is absolutely right. Regarding what happened before, Wang Yan was deceived by others and handled matters improperly. I hope Sword Saint will be magnanimous."

As he spoke, a pained look flashed through Wang Yan's eyes. Then, without hesitation, he removed the Universe Bag from his waist and tossed it to Lin Dong at the side.

At the same time, he snatched the Universe Bags from Wang Pan and several other clan members in the Core Formation Realm, tossing them to Lin Ke'er, Lin Chen, and the others. Only then did Wang Yan raise his hand and, with an unpleasant expression, speak to Lin Dong, Lin Ke'er, and the others.

"Everything before was a misunderstanding. I hope the esteemed members of the Lin Clan can be magnanimous and let this matter rest!"

After saying this, Wang Yan instantly felt a weight lift from his heart, because he could sense that the calm gaze had shifted away from him.

Lin Xuan turned to look at Lin Langtian, who was being held by Wu Tao, and then spoke.

"You may escort him back to the clan!"

As he spoke, Lin Xuan raised a hand and condensed a talisman token, tossing it to Lin Ke'er. Then he looked up at Ling Qingzhu, gave a slight nod, and said, "Thank you, Miss Ling, for showing restraint today. Until we meet again!"

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