Broken Evasion Talisman

All the Divine Might Corps disciples were startled. They had not expected Jiang Yulong's reaction to be so intense.

"I'll give you one last chance. Tell me, and live! Otherwise, die!" Jiang Yulong pointed his sword at Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes, a lazy smile hanging on his face, but inwardly he asked Wine Lord, "Was what you said earlier true?"

"That's right, Little Xuan. You're young, yet you refuse to believe it—you never even let me finish." Wine Lord scolded him. "Though this Wind-Evasion Talisman is damaged, it can still be used once. Your little life is saved."

"Drunken uncle, wait until I exchange a move with him, then use the Wind-Evasion Talisman," Lin Xuan said.

"Oh, you want to make a move?" Wine Lord froze. "Hehe, Little Xuan, it's not that I'm trying to discourage you, but you're two realms apart. Be careful not to get instantly killed!"

"Don't worry, I know my limits. Start preparing!"

Under Jiang Yulong's watchful gaze, Lin Xuan showed not a trace of fear. He smiled and said, "I've long heard of the Four Outer Sect Elites. I wonder if they truly live up to the rumors?"

"How about we trade a couple of moves?"

Jiang Yulong frowned. He truly could not understand where a fourth-stage Spirit Warrior found such confidence.

"Brat, you're courting death! How dare you speak to Senior Brother Jiang like that!" At last, the Divine Might Corps disciples could no longer hold back.

"Exactly! Take a good look at who you are. You actually dare challenge one of the Four Outer Sect Elites? Don't forget, your life is still in our hands!"

Lin Xuan ignored them and drew his refined steel longsword. He knew he had only one chance to strike, so he had to use his strongest move.

He could not use Heavenly Meteor. That was his trump card for preserving his life. The only strongest technique he could bring forth was the first sword skill of Thunder Movement Swordsmanship, Thirteen Swords as One.

In an instant, Lin Xuan raised his cultivation to its peak. Every ounce of power in his body gathered into this single strike.

A cold glint flashed as the longsword swept through the air. There was no earth-shaking roar, not even a gleam of light. Yet this sword was fast to the extreme; the other Divine Might Corps disciples could not even see its trajectory.

Jiang Yulong had not expected Lin Xuan to truly dare attack, and this sword technique exceeded all his expectations.

"I'll let you know what genius is, and what a gap truly means!" Jiang Yulong wore a wicked grin as the longsword in his hand shot forth like a swimming dragon, carrying a startling aura.

Clang! Clang!

The two swords collided, bursting with dazzling light.

Lin Xuan's attack did not injure Jiang Yulong. After all, the gap between them was simply too great. Still, that strike altered his opponent's sword momentum. The longsword that had originally been slashing toward Lin Xuan veered off course and grazed past him.

"So this is the strength of the Four Outer Sect Elites?" Lin Xuan felt no disappointment. He was inferior to no one; all he lacked was time. After all, he had cultivated for only three months.

Boom!

Where the sword radiance passed, everything was reduced to ashes.

Yet a trace of fury appeared on Jiang Yulong's face. His sword had actually been shaken by his opponent. To him, that was nothing less than humiliation.

"Hmph!" Jiang Yulong snorted coldly, and his longsword moved again. Tangible sword radiance seized the soul, surging toward Lin Xuan with violent energy.

"Haha, the Four Outer Sect Elites are nothing more than this. The next time we meet, I'll defeat you with the sword in my hand!" Lin Xuan laughed loudly as a fierce gale rose around him.

"I gave the brown stone to the Viper Mercenary Group. I hope you can still make it in time!"

That gale wrapped around Lin Xuan and swept him into the distance.

Whoosh!

Jiang Yulong's longsword fell, but it struck only air. Lin Xuan's laughter still echoed through the forest, lingering for a long while without fading.

Jiang Yulong's face was icy. A petty disciple, like an ant, had actually toyed with him before drifting away. Such a thing had never happened to him before.

"Brat, when we meet again, I'll surely cut you down beneath my sword!" Jiang Yulong had developed killing intent.

The Divine Might Corps disciples around him exchanged looks, not daring to utter a word. Lin Xuan's actions had once again dealt them a resounding slap across the face.

"What are you all standing around for? Go find the Viper Mercenary Group!" Jiang Yulong said in a deep voice.

"What about Lin Xuan..."

The Divine Might Corps disciples wanted to say more, but when they saw Jiang Yulong's face, colder than an iceberg, they could only swallow the rest of their words.

"Come with me. Search for the Viper Mercenary Group with all your strength. Report immediately once you find them!" The Divine Might Corps disciples immediately split into countless groups and disappeared into the mountain forest.

Wrapped in the gale, Lin Xuan could not see the scenery outside, but he could feel himself flying.

"This feeling is so wonderful!" Lin Xuan could not help shouting.

"Once you reach the Spirit Transformation Realm, you'll be able to fly with your own power!" Wine Lord said.

"Spirit Transformation Realm—I'll definitely reach it!" Lin Xuan's gaze was resolute.

Above the Meridian Condensation Realm was the Spirit Sea Realm. Upon reaching that realm, spiritual power could be released beyond the body, killing enemies from a thousand miles away. Beyond the Spirit Sea Realm came the Spirit Transformation Realm. At that realm, cultivators could break free of the body's shackles and soar through the skies.

Just as Lin Xuan was imagining the future, the gale around him gradually weakened before finally vanishing, and Lin Xuan safely reached the ground.

Lin Xuan steadied himself and looked around. At once, his young face became incomparably grim.

Gloomy. Icy.

Those were Lin Xuan's most immediate impressions. He warily scanned the surroundings. Trees and vines grew all around, most of them gray-black, and even more strangely, there was not a single sound here.

Yes, aside from Lin Xuan's heartbeat, there truly was no other sound.

"What kind of damned place is this?" Lin Xuan's scalp tingled. "Don't tell me I've come to the Demon Pit?"

"Ah, Little Xuan, you really do have the mouth of a crow," Wine Lord said leisurely.

"What? This really is the Demon Pit!" Lin Xuan cried out. "Now I'm finished. I just escaped the tiger's jaws, only to fall into danger again. My luck has really been rotten lately!"

Lin Xuan wore a miserable expression, but then his face suddenly changed. "That's not right. Didn't they say everyone who gets close to the Demon Pit dies? Why am I fine?"

"Could this not be the Demon Pit?" At that thought, Lin Xuan suddenly brightened.

"This is indeed the Demon Pit. It's just that you've entered the Demon Pit itself." Wine Lord sighed and poured another basin of cold water over him.

"Inside the Demon Pit?" Lin Xuan drew a deep breath. "No one has ever made it inside the Demon Pit. I'd like to see what is so special about this place."

"Uncle, there aren't any restrictions here, are there?" Lin Xuan asked cautiously.

"No. Just walk without worry. If I'm not mistaken, this is also the outer perimeter." After observing for a while, Wine Lord gave his conclusion.

Gripping his longsword, Lin Xuan stepped over several vines and cautiously made his way inward.

Gradually, the trees grew fewer and fewer. In their place stood slabs of cold stone steles, standing straight and tall like trees.

Most of these stone steles were broken beyond recognition, as though they had endured countless ages. The moment he approached them, Lin Xuan felt an ancient, weathered aura.

"Ah..." Seeing these stone steles, Wine Lord also sighed, his voice filled with helplessness.

Lin Xuan did not know why Wine Lord was so moved. He stepped forward and gently stroked the surfaces of the steles. Suddenly, he gave a soft cry, as though he had discovered something.