"Lin Yuan!?"
The Wuling Holy Land Master and the others froze, clearly not expecting Lin Yuan to return.
Buzz! Buzz!
The void trembled, and the ringing of swords echoed without end.
A terrifying wave of Sword Qi erupted between heaven and earth, accompanied by a clear sword ring that shook the heavens and earth.
"Whose Sword Intent is this!?"
The Wuling Holy Land Master and the others were startled. They all turned toward the mountain gate.
They saw Lin Yuan enter the Wuling Holy Land's mountain gate, his face expressionless. Sword Intent surged from within him like a mighty flood, containing boundless power enough to tear apart the sky and shatter the earth.
Every gesture carried the momentum of myriad swords returning to their source, as if he could make every sword between heaven and earth bow to him. ????
"How is this possible!?"
The elders instantly lost their composure.
Even across the entire Ancient Wasteland, Sword Intent like this was astonishing. Perhaps it didn't measure up to Qin Feng and Lin San, but it was every bit the equal of Yi Jian.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Lin Yuan swung the sharp sword in his hand, its blade slicing through the air with a piercing whistle.
His Sword Skill was nothing fancy—swift as lightning, accurate as an arrow, and every strike a deadly threat.
"Stop!"
The Wuling Seven Cats roared as the seven of them darted forward to block him.
But Lin Yuan showed no intention of stopping. He slashed at the Seven Cats, sending a dazzling streak of sword light toward them.
"Not good!!"
The Wuling Seven Cats' expressions changed. They hurriedly drew their swords to block Lin Yuan's strike.
Rumble!!
Their attacks crashed together, and an Energy Storm quickly swept across the surroundings.
"Pfft!!"
The Wuling Seven Cats all spat