Dare to provoke me, and I'll slaughter you even if the apocalypse descends

This!!!

Ning Shanhai's hairs instantly stood on end—that feeling of having everything firmly in his grasp vanished without a trace.

Anyone who saw Lin Shuguang frozen into an ice sculpture would assume he had no chance of resistance, yet in the blink of an eye, the powerful blood energy erupting from Lin Shuguang's body blasted the ice shards apart.

So much so that Ning Shanhai's forward-charging form came to a slight halt under a fierce surge of protective qi.

Lin Shuguang grabbed down with one palm, his imposing momentum like a mountain crashing down, majestic and grand, directly producing a rumbling explosion that echoed throughout the entire Side Hall.

The next instant, the longsword Ning Shanhai thrust downward was seized in Lin Shuguang's grip.

It was as if the blade had been caught in solid steel—Lin Shuguang not only emerged unscathed but also erupted with terrifyingly immense power.

Ning Shanhai's expression shifted slightly. He bent his left leg and instantly completed a crouching spring, his entire body shooting forward like a bolt fired from a ballista, roaring as he spun the sword, as if trying to shred Lin Shuguang's arm.

Lin Shuguang let out a sharp shout. Just as Ning Shanhai attempted to counterattack, he tightened his grip on the sword, the explosive power coiling through his entire body. In that moment, his physique seemed to swell slightly, the muscles of both arms bulging high, revealing a terrifying, inhuman form.

Then, with a surge of colossal force, he yanked the longsword backward.

Ning Shanhai, who had just risen and tried to spin midair, was abruptly halted, his face filled with utter disbelief!

He naturally had no idea that during the time he had been groping around, Lin Shuguang, relying on the hall full of Cold Jade, had already raised his attributes to a terrifying degree.

Moreover, Ning Shanhai had been caught off guard. Lin Shuguang, striking after his opponent had made the first move, seized the advantage and now pressed relentlessly, without a hint of hesitation or delay, fully intent on fighting to the death.

Ning Shanhai took a solid punch to the shoulder, grunted, and flew backward. Midair, he barely managed to steady himself upon landing by dragging the sword along the ground.

"This old man actually fell for your trick! Such deep schemes for one so young!"

Before he could finish, Lin Shuguang's cold, harsh voice cut him off. "Old bastard, spare me the nonsense. If you've got the strength left, let's see how many of my strikes you can take!"

With that, he reached out and grabbed.

The Slaughter Blade suddenly erupted with violent protective qi, sweeping in all directions.

Ning Shanhai, burning with rage and frustration, spat angrily, "If this old man weren't already injured, you'd be ash by now! How dare you act so insolent! Not killing you is the blessing you earned in your past life..."

"Too much stupid talk!" Lin Shuguang said expressionlessly, gripping his blade as he instantly closed in on Ning Shanhai.

The Slaughter Blade in his hand traced a crimson arc as it slammed down!

Ning Shanhai's face was a mix of shock and fury. A flash of sword shadow.

Sparks flew in all directions, and a piercing clash of metal rang in both their ears simultaneously.

Feeling the weight of Lin Shuguang's strike, Ning Shanhai's heart sank.

This brat's strength had grown far beyond what it was outside!

Damn it, what kind of treasure had he found here?!

Back when they were in the Tianyan Mountain Range, Lin Shuguang's blade could still wound him, but it hadn't made his heart race like this.

Now, he could already feel that ominous sensation!

If that strike had actually landed on him, even as a Martial Grandmaster, without having trained in Hardening Kung Fu, his flesh wouldn't have been able to stop it.

Shocked and enraged, he blocked the blow, but Lin Shuguang's strength was astonishing. The blade was forced down onto his shoulder, threatening to cleave straight through.

Just then, Ning Shanhai's shoulder dropped sharply. The sword twisted treacherously, like a viper coiled around Lin Shuguang's blade, quickly shifting angles...

The moment Ning Shanhai freed himself and shed the force, he suddenly lunged forward. The tip of his sword gleamed with venomous light, aimed straight for Lin Shuguang's throat.

"Boom!"

Lin Shuguang stamped his foot, and the ground trembled.

Ning Shanhai's sword veered off by an angle.

At that same moment, Lin Shuguang, like a mountain, charged forward with thunderous Saber Light, rolling over everything with overwhelming momentum.

Ning Shanhai took the impact to his shoulder, as if struck by a massive, speeding train. His internal organs churned violently.

If he weren't already a Viscera Refining Grandmaster, having tempered his organs countless times, any other mid-to-high-level Viscera Refining martial artist would have burst apart on the spot, dead without a whole corpse!

"Such vicious intent!"

Ning Shanhai roared in shock and fury, his entire demeanor utterly disheveled.

Lin Shuguang sneered at his outburst. "You're scared."

Those three words landed like three heavy hammers on Ning Shanhai's heart.

Before he could say another word, Lin Shuguang's blade pressed its advantage relentlessly—strike after strike, so dense that it left no room to breathe.

Ning Shanhai's old injuries split open again. He spat out a mouthful of old blood, and faced with Lin Shuguang's savage, unyielding assault, fear began to creep into his heart.

If this dragged on any longer, he really would end up dead without a whole corpse!

The farther he fled, the better!

Feinting with his sword, Ning Shanhai turned and ran.

What dignity of a Grandmaster, what inviolable pride—between pride and life, which mattered more? Old as he was, he wasn't foolish.

But the moment he tried to escape, Lin Shuguang's mountain-splitting blade came crashing down, forcibly cutting off his retreat.

"Stop pushing! I'll give up the treasures here—don't bring ruin upon yourself!" Ning Shanhai roared in fury and terror.

He didn't know why, but facing Lin Shuguang as he was now, he felt an increasingly ominous premonition... as if this guy's strength was rising every single moment.

He dared not imagine how strong this brat would become if they kept fighting.

He didn't want to die... or rather, he was truly terrified of death!

But how could Lin Shuguang let a tiger return to the mountain.

"Today, between you and me, only one walks out alive..."

One slash fell!

Sparks exploded.

Ning Shanhai's figure staggered back a step.

Lin Shuguang's second sentence came again, "You die, I live!"

Another slash came down!

Crackle!

Ning Shanhai's sword-arm sleeve burst apart entirely, shredding into a cloud of cloth scraps. His face full of terror, he was sent flying by Lin Shuguang's blade, slamming heavily into the wall.

Like a golden bell struck, a Buddha's note trembled and rang out, instantly resounding through this Side Hall, the sound spreading rapidly, in a flash reaching every corner of the Ancient Tomb.

Far away, the Silver Seraph, still searching among the stone rooms, suddenly stopped. "A bell...?"

He turned back with a suspicious look, his gaze fixed on the direction of Lin Shuguang.

"Something's wrong!"

He spun around, spread his wings, and shot forward at extreme speed, racing toward the place where he and Lin Shuguang had parted.

At the same time, the Side Hall's main doors slammed shut. The surrounding walls twisted endlessly, and terrifying Demon Ghost Faces emerged, howling silently, grotesque and horrifying, as if crawling out.

Ning Shanhai spat blood. Seeing the scene before him, he suddenly burst into malicious laughter. "Hahahaha, the trap's been triggered! If this old man can't live, neither can you. If I were you, I'd choose to join forces now..."

But before he finished, Lin Shuguang paid no heed to the Evil Demon Faces suddenly appearing on the walls. He swung his blade at Ning Shanhai, who lay on the ground still spewing curses.

This reckless disregard for consequences made Ning Shanhai's eyes go wide. "You're insane!!!"

The Side Hall shook; the demon awakened. But Lin Shuguang ignored it all, bringing down his blade.

This is just my temper!

If you dare provoke me, even if the apocalypse comes, I'll slaughter you first!

The fiercely descending blade directly sent Ning Shanhai's hastily raised sword flying, then followed up with another slash.

Blood sprayed everywhere, a gruesome sight!