The Tyrant Blade Sect disciple wore an arrogant, self-assured expression.
After swinging that blade, he could not even be bothered to make another move.
He simply stood by and watched quietly.
He was so confident because he was certain that no one could evade this strike, and no one could withstand it!
In an instant, dozens of people would die.
His great blade had long been hungry and thirsty, needing a proper feast of blood and flesh!
However, the sword light that suddenly shot in from afar made the Tyrant Blade Sect disciple freeze, and he immediately looked toward it.
He had only taken one glance.
The Tyrant Blade Sect disciple's pupils suddenly contracted, as if he had witnessed something unimaginably shocking.
What kind of sword light was this?
That aura alone made his soul tremble!
Boom!
The blood-red blade light was directly swallowed whole, not leaving behind the slightest trace!
The Tyrant Blade Sect disciple's face was filled with horror. His killing move had been effortlessly shattered—just who was this person? At the very least, he had to possess high-stage Palace of Destiny Realm strength. Yet as far as he knew, the Lin Clan's strongest expert was merely an old man. Though he had Palace of Destiny Realm cultivation, he was advanced in years and his blood and qi had declined; he simply could not unleash such a strike.
Yet before the Tyrant Blade Sect disciple could think any further.
That sword light instantly shot toward him.
"No!"
The Tyrant Blade Sect disciple roared wildly, feeling as though his soul were about to be sliced apart. The sword light had not even touched him, yet its unmatched might made him feel utterly incapable of resisting.
Ssh!
A cold gleam swept past.
The Tyrant Blade Sect disciple's body instantly split apart before exploding into pieces.
Splash!
Blood covered the ground, yet not a single intact piece of flesh could be found. Under that peerless sword light, the Tyrant Blade Sect disciple's body had already been pulverized into particles finer than sand.
This scene left the many members of the Lin Clan utterly stunned.
A sense of having survived a disaster welled up within them.
Everyone had thought there was no hope. They had nearly died, and no one could have saved them.
"Bastard!!"
At that moment, the other Tyrant Blade Sect disciple saw this and flew into a rage. Staring in the direction from which the sword light had come, he shouted angrily, "Are you courting death?"
"You dare kill a Tyrant Blade Sect disciple? How many lives do you have to throw away!"
"Idiot, you're going to die next, and the Lin Clan will be buried alongside you! You killed a core disciple of my Tyrant Blade Sect—you're courting death!"
He roared furiously.
Although he deeply feared that terrifying sword light, his status as a Tyrant Blade Sect core disciple was the source of his pride.
Soon, a series of figures stepped into the Lin Clan's entrance hall. At their head was none other than Lin Feng, his expression calm. He had released that sword light just now. Behind him followed the Lin Clan Ancestor, Lin Zhan, Madam Lin, and the others.
Hearing the Tyrant Blade Sect disciple's threats, Lin Feng paused slightly.
The Tyrant Blade Sect... was it strong?
It was not even a sacred-land-level force, yet it dared bark wildly before him?
At that moment, the members of the Lin Clan also spotted Lin Feng and all gathered around him.
Though they were astonished by Lin Feng's formidable methods.
He had killed a Tyrant Blade Sect disciple!
In that instant, the faces of many Lin Clan elders turned deathly pale.
After all, the Tyrant Blade Sect was extremely powerful. Legend had it that a peerless ancestor of the Mighty Realm was seated within it, making it terrifying beyond measure.
One had to know that the Dao Condensation Realm was already invincible within the Great Yan Dynasty, while the Venerable Realm was a figure as lofty as a heavenly god.
As for a peerless Mighty Realm ancestor?
To the members of the Lin Clan, such an existence was no different from an immortal!
Seeing that Lin Feng did not strike immediately, the Tyrant Blade Sect disciple assumed he had been intimidated. He was instantly somewhat relieved and continued in a fierce yet hollow voice, "If you die to atone for your sins now, perhaps you can still save the lives of your entire Lin Clan!"
He thought that once he revealed his identity as a Tyrant Blade Sect disciple, the unfathomably powerful young man before him would feel apprehensive, change expression, and regret his actions!
However, he was wrong.
Lin Feng slowly walked toward the Tyrant Blade Sect disciple. "What kind of trash is the Tyrant Blade Sect? I have never even heard of it."
"You!" The Tyrant Blade Sect disciple was enraged. He had never even heard of a sect guarded by a peerless Mighty Realm ancestor—this was simply ignorance beyond belief. Could this man have come from some backwater ravine, or perhaps from another region?
"Is this the caliber of a Tyrant Blade Sect core disciple?"
Lin Feng said indifferently, "It seems the Tyrant Blade Sect is trash as well. A disciple of a trash sect can be killed without concern."
Lin Feng did not hesitate any longer. He casually raised his sword.
Another terrifying sword light suddenly appeared!
The Tyrant Blade Sect disciple's face immediately filled with horror. Just what sort of background did this man possess, to not even put the Tyrant Blade Sect in his eyes?
The Tyrant Blade Sect might have been far inferior to sacred-land-level powers such as the Limitless Sacred Land and the Ten Extremes Demon Sect, but within this territory, it was still remarkably formidable. It had several Venerable Realm experts, as well as a peerless Mighty Realm ancestor!
At times, even sacred lands would give it a measure of respect.
Why was this man not afraid?
As that sword light descended, the Tyrant Blade Sect disciple suddenly saw the badge on Lin Feng's chest.
That token struck into his mind like lightning, and he recognized it in an instant.
The Limitless Sacred Land!
That was the disciple token of the Limitless Sacred Land.
And... he was even an Inner Disciple?!
The Tyrant Blade Sect disciple was completely dumbfounded. The Limitless Sacred Land was an absolute colossus, one of the Azurebillow Domain's top trump-card powers—a gigantic existence capable of commanding the winds and clouds. The Tyrant Blade Sect could afford to provoke ninety percent of the forces in the Azurebillow Domain, but it absolutely could not afford to provoke a force like the Limitless Sacred Land!
Today, he had actually kicked an iron plate this hard?
Ssh.
In the moments before his death, countless thoughts raced through the Tyrant Blade Sect disciple's mind. He regretted it. Had he known that the Lin Clan had an Inner Disciple of the Limitless Sacred Land, he would never have dared act so arrogantly. After all, Inner Disciples already held considerable status within the Limitless Sacred Land, and could sometimes even borrow the sect's power to handle certain matters.
However, there was no medicine for regret in this world.
The Tyrant Blade Sect disciple met the same end as the one before him. The sword light swept past, and his body shattered into a rain of blood that drifted through the air!
Many people stared blankly at everything before them!
All of them were inwardly shocked by Lin Feng's invincible methods.
Leaving aside the identities of those two disciples, their strength alone placed them in the Palace of Destiny Realm. Moreover, they were in the prime of life, with their blood and qi at their peak!
Even the Lin Clan Ancestor could not defeat them. Yet Lin Feng had only gone to the Limitless Sacred Land for barely three years, and he had already become this powerful?
It was horrifying!
At that moment, the Lin Clan Ancestor did not waste any words. He explained Lin Feng's identity to the members of the Lin Clan.
An Inner Disciple of the Limitless Sacred Land!
Upon hearing this news, everyone—from the elders to the ordinary disciples—was utterly shocked, their jaws seeming ready to drop to the ground.
How terrifying was a top colossus of the Azurebillow Domain like the Limitless Sacred Land? Being able to become an Outer Disciple was already the honor of a lifetime.
An Inner Disciple?
They did not even dare imagine it!
Under normal circumstances, if they encountered one, forget being respectful and deferential—even kneeling would be entirely normal.
At last, the Lin Clan had produced a true dragon!
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