Xu Clan's Qilin Heir Xu Junting, Royal Envoys from the Great Yan Dynasty Arrive!

At this moment, countless members of the Lin Clan looked at Lin Feng with excited expressions.

This true dragon of the Lin Clan!

For a thousand years, the strongest expert in the Lin Clan had been no more than a Dao Condensation Realm cultivator. That had already been the lofty goal they had longed for beyond measure.

Yet today, Lin Feng had displayed strength nearly comparable to that of a Dao Condensation Realm expert at such a young age.

How far could he reach in the future?

The Venerable Realm?!

At that thought, many Lin Clan members began breathing rapidly. They did not dare imagine it—simply did not dare continue imagining.

A Venerable!

If the Lin Clan produced a Venerable, then, to put it bluntly, their Lin Clan could change the dynasty itself and become the rightful rulers of the Great Yan Dynasty!

"Young Lord!"

"Thank you, Young Lord!"

"If not for the Young Lord today, more than half of our Lin Clan would have died!"

The Lin Clan members were overcome with emotion.

Many wore expressions of utmost reverence, even more respectful than they usually were toward the Lin Clan ancestor.

Some even knelt directly before Lin Feng. He was their savior, after all—what was wrong with kneeling to him?

Lin Feng remained calm as he said, "We are all of the same lineage. There is no need for this."

Then, he turned his gaze toward Lin Zhan at the side. "Father, where is the Xu Clan located?"

At those words, Lin Zhan's expression changed slightly. "Feng'er, are you going to the Xu Clan now?"

"That's right." Lin Feng's expression remained calm. "The Xu Clan is courting death. They dared send two pieces of trash to invade the Lin Clan—they are not far from destruction."

Everyone swallowed hard. If Lin Feng had said such words three years ago, they would only have thought him mad. But after he had displayed incomparably powerful strength, who would still dare question him?

"Feng'er, it is said that the Xu Clan's Qilin heir has brought a Dao Condensation Realm expert with him. I know you are strong, but the Dao Condensation Realm..." Lin Zhan was thinking of Lin Feng's safety.

After all, the Dao Condensation Realm was above the Palace of Destiny Realm. Although the strength Lin Feng had displayed was formidable, could he truly fight a genuine Dao Condensation Realm cultivator?

"The Dao Condensation Realm?"

Lin Feng's expression remained as calm as ever. Clearly, that Dao Condensation Realm cultivator was not some peerless genius. After all, the Tyrant Blade Sect was only at this level; there could be no top-tier prodigies there.

The Lin Clan members believed this was all of Lin Feng's strength.

Yet they did not know that Lin Feng had not gone all out at all.

He had not activated the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, nor had he unleashed his half-Saint-grade divine ability. That was his absolute trump card. Even if a Dao Condensation Realm cultivator made a move, Lin Feng was confident he could behead them with a single sword strike.

After all.

That was a half-Saint-grade divine ability!

In the Azurebillow Domain, let alone a force like the Tyrant Blade Sect, even within the Limitless Sacred Land, half-Saint-grade divine abilities were incomparably precious. Ordinary people were not qualified to learn them.

Not to mention that Lin Feng had already cultivated his half-Saint-grade divine ability to perfection. That was even more terrifying.

"It is no matter. I can handle it," Lin Feng said.

Lin Zhan looked at Lin Feng. The latter's confidence seemed ready to overflow. Recalling Lin Feng's strike just now, Lin Zhan could not help but wonder whether Lin Feng possessed some powerful trump card that allowed him not to fear the Dao Condensation Realm.

That was it!

Since he had a powerful trump card, there was no need to cower timidly!

At that thought, Lin Zhan's heart also blazed with fire. These past days, everyone in the Lin Clan had been on edge, worrying that the Xu Clan's Qilin heir might bring calamity upon them one day.

But now, a true dragon had appeared in their Lin Clan!

Why should they keep hiding?

"Good!" Lin Zhan said. "Feng'er, I will take you there."

Lin Feng nodded slightly.

Just as they were about to leave.

Lin Feng suddenly thought of something. He stopped and said to the Lin Clan ancestor and the many Lin Clan elders, "Ancestor, Elders, come with us."

Everyone was stunned, not understanding what Lin Feng meant.

"The Xu Clan is destined for destruction. At the same time, it is time for our Lin Clan to resound throughout the Great Yan Dynasty and become one of its foremost aristocratic houses," Lin Feng said calmly.

Everyone was shaken.

They had not expected Lin Feng's ambitions to be so great.

Many grew excited. With such a Young Lord, how could the Lin Clan fail to flourish?

Then, everyone headed together toward the Xu Clan.

At this moment.

The Xu Clan!

Under normal circumstances, the Xu Clan was merely a second- or third-rate aristocratic house in the Great Yan Dynasty. In the eyes of true powers, it was nothing at all.

But now, things were different.

The Xu Clan disciple who had entered the Tyrant Blade Sect had returned, and he had actually become a core disciple!

Core disciples held extremely high status, similar to the ten sequences of the Limitless Sacred Land. They could be said to be candidates competing for the position of sect master!

At that level, barring unforeseen circumstances, becoming a Venerable would be as certain as nails hammered into a board!

Let alone the Dao Condensation Realm.

In the Great Yan Dynasty, Dao Condensation Realm cultivators already controlled the rise and fall of all things!

Once the Great Yan Dynasty learned that the Xu Clan's Qilin heir had returned, the Xu Clan's threshold was nearly worn flat by visitors.

Those arriving with gifts came in an unbroken stream. More than three hundred forces, large and small, had come—aristocratic houses, sects, imperial officials, and more—all seeking to curry favor with the Xu Clan.

Even several of the Great Yan Dynasty's most powerful aristocratic houses had sent representatives.

Of course, this was also at the Xu Clan Qilin heir's instruction. He wanted to summon everyone in the Great Yan Dynasty.

At this moment, within the Xu Clan's main hall.

A graceful young man sat in the seat of the Xu Clan head, while a middle-aged man stood beside him with an incomparably respectful expression. He was none other than the current head of the Xu Clan.

The hall was already packed with guests. Every one of them wore a deeply deferential expression, as though the person seated in the Xu Clan's seat of honor were their master!

The Xu Clan's Qilin heir was named Xu Junting.

His expression was calm. Sitting there, he looked as though he held everything in his grasp!

Then Xu Junting looked around, only to find that the Lin Clan had not arrived. His eyes immediately turned cold.

"How strange. Why has the Lin Clan not arrived yet?" Xu Junting's tone began to grow icy. "They have made me wait so long. This Lin Clan truly has some nerve."

"Everyone, do you not agree?"

Then his gaze swept toward the heads of the aristocratic houses seated in the hall.

Upon hearing Xu Junting's question, everyone shuddered.

Then they began condemning the Lin Clan.

"That's right! The Lin Clan simply deserves to die!"

"Qilin Heir, you are a core disciple of the Tyrant Blade Sect. In the future, you can become a boundlessly majestic existence like the Tyrant Blade Sect Master. Yet this Lin Clan still has not come—they are simply courting death! I say their entire clan should be exterminated!"

"The Lin Clan people are vile by nature. They dare disrespect the Tyrant Blade Sect. Their entire clan indeed needs to be exterminated!"

Quite a few heads of aristocratic houses voiced their stances one after another.

Each of them seemed to hate the Lin Clan to the bone, as though they bore some unforgettable, engraved-in-the-heart grudge against it.

Xu Junting smiled faintly. "Well said."

He felt immensely pleased. Once, he had merely been a nobody, able only to look up to these aristocratic house heads and live by their favor. Now, he had become a core disciple of the Tyrant Blade Sect, and his strength was tens of thousands of times greater than before.

Those figures who had once been beyond his reach were now here like lapdogs. Whatever he said, they had to echo it!

This was what powerful strength brought!

At that moment, a resounding voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Royal envoys from the Great Yan Dynasty have arrived!!!"