White-Headed Eagle moved at astonishing speed, like a white streak of light tearing through the air. In an instant, it shot toward Lu Lin.
A pure white sword shaped like a feather appeared atop its metallic-glinting wing. Its razor-sharp edge sliced through the air, leaving a clear white trail as it thrust straight for Lu Lin's throat!
The timing and angle of the strike were impeccable. Fast, precise, ruthless—a single blow meant to kill!
With death a hair's breadth away, Lu Lin didn't hesitate. His thoughts flashed, and the Ancient Damaged Sword on his back flew from its sheath and into his hand.
At the same time, he exchanged for Martial Dao Scourge and imbued the sword with it!
He knew perfectly well that those who could enter the Demon Race Ancestral Land were the most powerful and talented elites under the various Demon Emperors. They were by no means comparable to ordinary Golden Core Great Perfection cultivators.
Setting aside True Lord Spiritual Treasures, any one of these demons could match Yu Qing in individual combat strength—and might even surpass him.
Without using Martial Dao Scourge as his trump card, he had no chance of winning.
Whoosh!
Lu Lin gripped the Ancient Damaged Sword in both hands. True Aura surged wildly as he swept it diagonally forward to block, at the critical moment!
Clang—!!!
A piercing clash of metal erupted. A ring of violent force spread in every direction like a blade.
Everything in its path, from solid rocks to unripe crops, was sliced apart and pulverized into dust.
Lu Lin rode the recoil, his body drifting rapidly toward the higher reaches of the mountain like a falling leaf.
"So you really were targeting me!"
He keenly sensed two powerful auras surging through the air from his flanks, in addition