Slaying the Flood Dragons and Returning

The moment his thoughts became clear, a sharp sword aura emanated from Lin Xuan's body.

"Boom!!"

In an instant, enormous waves exploded across the formerly calm yet eerie surface, as though some incomparably terrifying creature were awakening.

Yet strangely, not a single drop of water from the crashing waves around Lin Xuan touched his body.

Slowly opening his eyes, Lin Xuan's tranquil gaze reflected the Nameless Divine Sword before him. Then, he slowly extended a hand and grasped its hilt.

The instant the sword entered his hand, the powerful pressure blanketing the water's surface swiftly withdrew into Lin Xuan's body.

With the sword strapped across his back, Lin Xuan stepped upon the waves and prepared to leave. But then his eyes narrowed slightly, and in the next moment, his entire body shot into the air.

"Bang!"

The moment Lin Xuan left the surface, the water exploded again. A massive black shadow burst from beneath the water, and a savage, ancient aura swept across the entire Fallen Dragon Pool.

"Roar!!"

A ferocious beastly roar echoed over Fallen Dragon Pool, faintly mixed with the sound of a dragon's cry. It stirred up wave after wave and alarmed many demonic beasts within the pool.

It was not only the demonic beasts within Fallen Dragon Pool. Some experts of the Creation Three Realms active around the area were also startled by that beastly roar carrying a dragon's cry.

"This is the Nether Profound Dragon. Which suicidal fool actually woke the ruler of Fallen Dragon Pool?"

"Damn it, dying himself is one thing, but he'd better not drag us down with him! This Nether Profound Dragon is a demonic beast at Great Accomplishment of Creation Realm, and there's a male and a female. Together, they're even more terrifying!"

"Stop talking and run for your lives! If we're too slow and the Nether Profound Dragons spot us, there'll be only one road left for us—death!"

Above Fallen Dragon Pool, Lin Xuan's calm gaze fell upon the Nether Profound Dragon before him. Once it locked its gaze onto him, he spoke softly.

"Lin Xuan came here only to comprehend the sword and had no intention of disturbing you. Now—"

"Roar!!"

Before Lin Xuan could finish, the Nether Profound Dragon let out an angry roar, directly cutting him off. Lin Xuan, who had not intended to act, could only shake his head slightly.

He did not enjoy killing, and so he did not like Ximen Chuixue's way of treating slaughter as something sacred. But that did not mean he could not kill.

A sword had two edges. One of them was forged for slaughter. Yet as a swordsman, he would never regard killing as an art.

The Sword Dao was like heaven and earth: it had yin and yang. Thus, a sword had two edges; it could hold emotion, yet also deliver a merciless strike!

"Since you wish to help Lin Xuan test his sword, then Lin Xuan will not hold back. Please enlighten me!"

Lin Xuan lowered his head and stared at the sword in his hand. His focused, affectionate gaze was like that of a man looking upon his companion. Of course, to a swordsman, the Sword Dao in his heart was his finest companion!

There was no Origin Power fluctuation on the sword, nor was there any spiritual fluctuation. The same was true of Lin Xuan himself. Everything had been restrained within the sword's edge.

The enraged Nether Profound Dragon paid no heed to any of that. In its eyes, the figure before it was a damned ant—an ant so weak that it could be blown to death with a single breath.

"Roar!!!"

After letting out a hiss, a column of water erupted from the pool and immediately shot toward Lin Xuan.

"Boom!"

The next moment, under the Nether Profound Dragon's watchful gaze, the water column directly struck Lin Xuan in midair. Yet what confused it was that the figure had already been shattered—so why could it not smell even the slightest trace of blood?

"Swish!"

Just as the Nether Profound Dragon was puzzled, a flash of sword light suddenly passed through its vision. Immediately afterward, it discovered in horror that its vitality—despite being a Dragon Bloodline demonic beast with formidable life force—was rapidly draining away.

But soon, something even more terrifying happened. It wanted to cry out for help, but could not make a sound. It could not even control its own body as it toppled toward the water.

"Bang!"

At last, amid the Nether Profound Dragon's terror, its enormous beastly body crashed heavily onto the water, sending up tremendous waves.

In an instant, a vast expanse of crimson spread across the pool, centered around the Nether Profound Dragon.

With a turn of his wrist, Lin Xuan once again slung the spotless sword across his back and raised his hand to lift the Nether Profound Dragon's corpse.

After all, this was the corpse of a Creation Realm demonic beast, one with Dragon Bloodline at that. It counted as a treasure. Though he had no use for it, he could not simply waste it. For the Lin Clan, it was also a valuable treasure.

But just as Lin Xuan landed, a fierce, baleful aura erupted. In the next instant, another massive black shadow flew out from beneath the first Nether Profound Dragon's corpse, opening its bloody maw as it attempted to swallow Lin Xuan whole.

Lin Xuan did indeed enter that bloody maw. However, the other Nether Profound Dragon no longer had the strength to close its jaws, because a streak of sword light shot directly out from the back of its head.

Without a single stain of blood on him, Lin Xuan looked at the two enormous demonic beast corpses before him, each dozens of zhang long, feeling somewhat helpless. He had come out this time solely to comprehend the sword. Apart from the Sword Heart and the sword in his hand, he had brought nothing else.

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Xuan inserted the Nameless Divine Sword into the head of the first Nether Profound Dragon. Then, with one hand, he supported a Nether Profound Dragon corpse in midair, while with the other, he held the sword and carried the equally massive Flood Dragon corpse on its blade.

At dusk, Lin City.

Countless experts hurrying into the city from outside were waiting in line when they suddenly sensed an immense, vicious pressure. They thought some demonic beast had actually dared to attack Lin City of the Lin Clan.

But when they raised their heads and saw the two enormous Flood Dragon figures in the sky, many were so frightened that their legs went weak. Even the lingering aura of Dragon Bloodline demonic beasts at Great Accomplishment of Creation Realm was immensely oppressive to experts below the Creation Realm.

But soon, the experts waiting to enter the city discovered in shock that the two Nether Profound Dragons were both merely corpses.

"Those are... the rulers of Fallen Dragon Pool, the Nether Profound Dragons!"

"Just what great expert could kill two Nether Profound Dragons?"

"Entering the city so openly... could he be an expert of the Lin Clan?"

"So young... could he be the legendary Young Clan Leader of the Lin Clan?"