Lin Shuguang's Trump Card

In an instant, the earth shook and the mountains swayed.

"What's happening? What's going on?"

At this moment, whether it was Luo Zixu who had stumbled in by accident or the well-traveled Su Beichen, all of their minds were shaken!

The distant, gloomy place was pitch black.

Yet an inexplicable tremor came from far to near, as if in the blink of an eye, some Demonic Beast would burst forth from that vast darkness.

Meng Jun felt a sudden surge of intuition, sensing some ominous aura.

His face turned ruthless.

Without even glancing back at the dark expanse behind him, ignoring whether this was another bluff by Lin Shuguang, he grabbed the Nether Iron Chain and charged forward.

Fierce and menacing, savage as a demon!

He had made up his mind—this brat absolutely could not be spared!

Lin Shuguang stood with his saber propped up, his expression grim.

He too stomped the ground fiercely and leaped into the air.

The Slaughter Blade in his hand swung down in a heavy arc.

A howling wail of ghosts and wolves erupted like countless airbursts exploding, the world collapsing around them.

Even Meng Jun's heart couldn't help but tremble.

He found it harder and harder to see through this sudden arrival from the Baojian Sect.

With only the cultivation of a low-level Core Realm, he had actually managed to hold out this long under Meng Jun's attacks.

What was even stranger—

Suddenly, this kid's power had grown strong enough to rival his own...

He recognized the Blood Spirit Soul Sacrificing Banner from Central Continent Prefecture.

Though he hadn't expected Su Beichen to be willing to hand over such a treasure to that Baojian Sect disciple, the banners in this kid's hands weren't a full set.

If it were a complete set, he might have been more cautious.

But right now!

A low-level Core Realm brat, relying on just three Blood Spirit Soul Sacrificing Banners, could withstand the might of his Ninth Heaven?

That was nothing short of a delusional fantasy!

Yet, against all odds, this Baojian Sect disciple had done it...

He absolutely could not be spared!

The Nether Iron Chain instantly coiled around Lin Shuguang's Slaughter Blade.

Before Meng Jun could pull Lin Shuguang in to finish him, he clearly heard the kid utter two words: "Lightning Come!"

A burst of lightning erupted from the blade, traveling along the Nether Iron Chain and striking Meng Jun.

"Foolish!"

Meng Jun snorted coldly. "The power of the Ninth Heaven is far beyond what you can imagine."

The lightning struck Meng Jun's body. For any other disciple at the First or Second Heaven, this terrifying bolt of thunder would have sent them flying, but for Meng Jun...

A far more sinister Nether power enveloped the lightning, neutralizing the thunder Lin Shuguang had summoned in the blink of an eye.

But what was worth noting was that Lin Shuguang hadn't summoned a large-scale attack like Thunder Tribulation Annihilation—he had only unleashed lightning on the Slaughter Blade.

"You really think that's all I've got?"

Almost face to face, Lin Shuguang looked at Meng Jun... and spoke calmly.

Meng Jun's brow furrowed.

The next second, he suddenly felt something appear behind him, and every hair on his back stood on end.

For someone at Meng Jun's level of the Ninth Heaven, he had long cultivated the instinct to sense danger—a manifestation of martial arts refined to a mysterious degree.

Sensing something was wrong, he hurriedly tried to pull back.

But Lin Shuguang had used himself as bait. Having finally seized this opportunity, how could he let Meng Jun escape so easily? The Slaughter Blade swept horizontally, slashing fiercely in the direction Meng Jun was trying to flee.

With a thunderous boom.

The air exploded.

From the endless darkness, a terrifying arm like that of a demon god reached out.

A palm spewing dark flames tore through the air and grabbed hold of Meng Jun.

"Damn it! Get off me!"

For the first time, Meng Jun showed such a horrified expression in front of Lin Shuguang.

Not to mention Su Beichen, who was even weaker than him at the moment, and... Luo Zixu.

Both of them were dumbstruck.

Staring dumbfounded at the giant palm in the void that had seized Meng Jun.

More importantly!

The one who summoned this giant palm was Lin Shuguang!!!

He... how could he possibly summon such an existence... This was definitely not a palm that should belong to a human!

A demon beast!!!

Luo Zixu's wide eyes locked onto Lin Shuguang. This guy... who the hell was he!!!

The presence of the Supreme Token made Lin Shuguang's image in Luo Zixu's mind grow increasingly mysterious, and it also added a layer of fear to Luo Zixu's heart.

He had never liked Lin Shuguang, and had even clashed with him before!

Just then, a gash tore open on Meng Jun's shoulder. Though blood gushed out, he had at least escaped from under that giant palm.

"Roar—"

A faint roar echoed.

Meng Jun's expression turned strange, as if he had realized something. He whipped his head around to stare at Lin Shuguang. "Blazing Demon Ape!!! You can actually summon such an existence—who are you?!"

Lin Shuguang remained silent.

The price of driving a Beast Soul in the name of the Beast God was burning his own blood energy.

If his blood energy reserves weren't vast enough, this Blazing Demon Ape could never have been summoned.

No time to waste—he just wanted to seize the moment and root out the problem!

"You wanted to kill me earlier, so today, I'll kill you first!"

The Blazing Demon Ape was driven into action. Countless shadows boiled and burst like splashing water, and the void trembled violently.

This Blazing Demon Ape, a Spirit Transformation Realm existence in life, had now fallen to the Core Realm in its soul state.

But that still wasn't something Meng Jun could easily handle.

What's more, caught off guard by Lin Shuguang's surprise attack, he was now at a disadvantage. And Lin Shuguang, that "cunning scoundrel," would never give him a chance to catch his breath.

True to form, Lin Shuguang charged in with his blade.

From front and back, the Demon Ape Giant Palm behind Meng Jun lunged ferociously.

The pain from his shoulder made Meng Jun furrow his brow. He never imagined that today, he would fall for the trick of a mere early Core Realm cultivator.

What a colossal humiliation!

Meng Jun had no time to think further. The Nether Iron Chain in his hand twisted like a python, thrashing wildly in all directions.

Lin Shuguang's blade struck the Nether Iron Chain, sparks flying once more.

The Blazing Demon Ape's massive fist slammed into Meng Jun. This Heaven's Pride of the Five Thunder Sect, even with the Ninth Heaven, was powerless to turn the tide. The punch sent blood spraying from his mouth.

"I'll kill you!!!"

Meng Jun thrashed and roared, his voice hoarse.

There was a hint of frantic desperation in his furious shouts.

After all, he was a Heaven's Pride of the Ninth Heaven, yet now he was being cornered step by step by Lin Shuguang.

Lin Shuguang said nothing. The Slaughter Blade in his hand was arrogantly fierce.

It was like his answer to Meng Jun.

Today, either you die, or you die!

Boom!

The ground around them shook violently, and even the mountain walls on both sides began to tremble.

In the blink of an eye, three domineering figures, carrying a boiling void, roaring cracks, and an unstoppable, terrifying momentum, vanished from before Su Beichen and Luo Zixu.

"This..."

Su Beichen, who prided himself on being the son of the Central Continent Elder, had seen all kinds of grand spectacles.

But something like today? This was a first in his life.

"That guy... he really is a monster, isn't he..."

"What are you two doing here? I knew something was off about you! What secret is this Demon Mountain hiding?!" Suddenly, Luo Zixu's questioning voice rang out.

Su Beichen snapped back to reality and looked over.

The Spirit Sword in his hand tightened...

You ask too many questions!

(Chapter End)