The Curtain Falls

Inside the Beast Horn Arena, hearing that familiar voice, Lei Bao's expression turned even uglier. He knew he had to seize the moment; once Luo Cheng intervened, the situation would be reversed, and that was not a result Lei Bao desired.

"Get out of the way, old man!"

Having made his decision, Lei Bao stopped holding back. He unleashed his most vicious attacks, striking directly at Lin Xiao's vital points.

Lei Bao's frenzied state made Lin Xiao wary. For a moment, he dared not confront him head-on, forced instead to rely on agile footwork to tangle with him.

"Go to hell!"

Lin Xiao's evasive tactics infuriated Lei Bao. Ignoring the drain on his internal Yuan Power, he unleashed the Thunderbolt Flash once more, firing it violently toward Lin Ge!

"Oh no!"

Lin Xiao's expression shifted abruptly. He wanted to pull Lin Ge away to dodge the strike, but it was already too late. He had no choice but to gather all his strength and forcibly intercept the Thunderbolt Flash.

"Mystic Gate Seal!"

Lin Xiao's fingers danced in a rapid sequence, erupting with a formidable surge of energy that collided with Lei Bao's attack.

Boom!

Lin Xiao's Mystic Gate Seal was only a Grade 3 martial art; naturally, it was no match for Lei Bao's Grade 4 Thunderbolt Flash. He was knocked back several meters in an instant, a trail of blood leaking from the corner of his mouth—he had clearly sustained significant injuries.

Yet, fortunately, he had managed to block Lei Bao's Thunderbolt Flash, preventing the move from harming Lin Ge in the slightest.

At this very moment, a lean-bodied man suddenly appeared within the Beast Horn Arena, drawing the gaze of everyone present.

The man was expressionless, his face marked by several crisscrossing scars that added a layer of ferocity to his appearance. At his waist hung a long, narrow object wrapped in black cloth; judging by its shape, it was likely a long blade.

Luo Cheng, Master of the Mad Blade Martial Hall, possessed strength at the late stage of the Heaven Origin Realm, only a single step away from the Origin Pellet Realm.

"Luo Cheng."

Lei Bao gritted his teeth as he spat out the name, a cold glint appearing in his eyes.

Seeing Lin Ge so close, he realized that if Luo Cheng had arrived even a moment later, he might have claimed Lin Ge's head. Unfortunately, it was all too late.

"Brother Luo, this matter is between us and the Lin Clan. It has nothing to do with your Mad Blade Martial Hall. I hope you will not interfere."

Xie Qian looked at the stoic Luo Cheng, his expression softening slightly as he spoke.

To his surprise, Luo Cheng ignored him entirely. After a mere glance, he shifted his focus to Lin Zhentian.

Luo Cheng's attitude infuriated Xie Qian, but he could not show it. He was forced to suppress his rage, his face turning gloomy.

"Brother Lin, were your words from just now sincere?"

When speaking to Lin Zhentian, Luo Cheng wore a faint smile, his tone remarkably amicable.

Setting aside Lin Ge's talent, the mere fact that Lin Zhentian had single-handedly built the Lin Clan into such a powerful force in Green Sun Town was enough to earn this level of respect from Luo Cheng.

"Rest assured, Brother Luo. Every word I spoke was sincere. If you do not believe me, I am willing to swear an oath," Lin Zhentian said solemnly.

In truth, Lin Zhentian had harbored the idea of forming an alliance with the Mad Blade Martial Hall for a long time.

For years, various external factions led by the Mad Blade Martial Hall had suffered under the ruthless suppression of the Lei and Xie clans, living in misery. Lin Zhentian had wanted to ally with them, but lacked the necessary leverage.

Now, things were different. The Lin Clan possessed three experts at the Heaven Origin Realm, making them no weaker than the Mad Blade Martial Hall. Combined with Lin Ge's heaven-defying talent, this was the perfect moment for an alliance.

"Brother Luo, if you join forces with us to wipe out the Lin Clan, I will personally ensure that half of the Lin Clan's resources are given to the Mad Blade Martial Hall, and I am willing to pledge an eternal alliance with you!"

Just as Luo Cheng was deep in thought, Lei Bao's voice, laced with Yuan Power, echoed from the stone platform.

Lei Bao's words caused the expressions of the Lin Clan members to change drastically. Lin Zhentian, in particular, turned red with rage and couldn't help but roar, "Lei Bao, you dare!"

Lei Bao sneered continuously, disregarding Lin Zhentian's outburst. Instead, he provoked him further: "There is nothing I dare not do. It is time for your Lin Clan to vanish from this world."

"You!"

Lei Bao's provocative words completely infuriated Lin Zhentian. He was on the verge of throwing his life away to fight Lei Bao, but was held back by Xie Qian.

"Hall Master Luo, if the Lin Clan is destroyed, the future of the Mad Blade Martial Hall will be no different."

Lin Xiao, watching the contemplative Luo Cheng, knew he couldn't let him fall for Lei Bao's schemes, so he quickly spoke up.

"I, Lei Bao, swear that I will never move against the Mad Blade Martial Hall in the future," Lei Bao promised hurriedly upon hearing Lin Xiao's words.

"Hmph, Lei Bao, everyone knows you are a treacherous villain who turns his back on his word. Who would believe your guarantee?" Lin Xiao mocked.

"You're courting death!"

Lei Bao's fury burned, his internal Yuan Power churning. With murderous intent in his eyes, he stared fixedly at Lin Xiao and launched a fierce attack.

Facing the sudden assault, Lin Xiao had been prepared. He unleashed another Mystic Gate Seal, colliding once more with Lei Bao's palm.

The violent fluctuations of Yuan Power nearly shattered the entire stone platform. Lin Xiao spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning increasingly pale.

"Enough. Stop, Lei Bao."

Luo Cheng's indifferent voice rang out. Lei Bao halted his movements and looked toward the distant Luo Cheng, his face dark as he asked, "What is the meaning of this?"

"I accept Brother Lin's proposal for an alliance. Leave at once, or do not blame me for being discourteous."

With that, Luo Cheng drew the long blade from his waist. His gaze was sharp as he stared at Lei Bao, his aura gradually expanding.

"Luo Cheng, you!"

Lei Bao gritted his teeth, glaring viciously at Luo Cheng. He longed to fight him for three hundred rounds, wishing to tear him limb from limb just to vent his rage.

"Lei Bao, you are no match for me now." Luo Cheng showed no fear, his voice cold.

Having gone through battles with Lin Ge and Lin Xiao, Lei Bao had exhausted more than half of the Yuan Power within his body; Luo Cheng was confident he could defeat the current Lei Bao.

"Brother Luo, are you not afraid of regretting this?" Xie Qian no longer wore a smile, his expression blank as he asked.

"It is only by working with you that I would feel regret. By working with the Lin Clan, I trust that I will not." Luo Cheng replied calmly.

"Thank you, Brother Luo. Rest assured, you will certainly not regret this."

Lin Zhentian was deeply moved by Luo Cheng's choice and spoke again with great solemnity.

"You are too kind, Brother Lin."

Luo Cheng kept his gaze fixed on Lei Bao, responding with a smile.

With both Lin Xiao and Luo Cheng staring him down, Lei Bao knew there was no longer any chance to kill Lin Ge today, so he had no choice but to withdraw.

"There is still a long time ahead. Lin Zhentian, Luo Cheng, just you wait."

Leaving behind a harsh threat, Lei Bao departed in a fit of rage.

With Lei Bao gone, the remaining members of the Lei Clan and the Xie Clan dared not linger, quickly taking their leave.