Terrifying pressure spread throughout the Supreme Sword Sect, covering half its grounds in an instant!
"What's going on?!"
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
The cultivators of the Supreme Sword Sect fell into chaos, and their sect master had died outright in that wave of spiritual power pressure.
As countless Supreme Sword Sect disciples grieved beyond measure, an elderly man with graying hair stepped forward. His figure was stooped, yet terrifying power lay within him.
"It's the Sword Saint Ancestor!"
"We're saved! With the ancestor taking action, he'll surely suppress it!"
The white-haired elder formed seals with both hands. Hundreds upon thousands of streaks of Sword Qi erupted from the Supreme Sword Sect's grounds, converging at the very center of the spiritual power pressure.
From a distance, a barrier composed of countless strands of sword intent seemed to be taking shape.
"The Sword Saint Ancestor intends to seal this pressure!"
"This is the Myriad Sword Array, our sect's protective array!"
"We'll definitely be fine now!"
Unfortunately, those words had barely fallen when the painstakingly formed barrier shuddered, then shattered!
The Supreme Sword Sect's hopes were dashed just like that. Even the Sword Saint Ancestor himself coughed up a mouthful of blood, staining the front of his robes red.
The terrifying spiritual power pressure swept through half the Supreme Sword Sect in an instant. In just a quarter of an hour, more than half its buildings had collapsed or sunk into the ground, leaving a scene of desolation.
The surviving Supreme Sword Sect disciples were still somewhat dazed. What exactly had happened?
"It was the Heavenly Dao. This is the Heavenly Dao!" The Sword Saint Ancestor's figure grew even more stooped. That pressure had made him fully understand that he could not oppose the Primordial Hall.
"Hall Master of the Primordial Hall, I am the previous sect master of the Supreme Sword Sect, Daoist Jianquan!"
"The current sect master offended you with his insolent words. He has now been punished, his soul scattered and dispersed. In light of this, I implore the Hall Master of the Primordial Hall not to pursue the matter with the Supreme Sword Sect's other disciples!"
"If you are willing to show mercy, every cultivator of the Supreme Sword Sect will obey your commands. Whatever the Primordial Hall asks of us, the Supreme Sword Sect will brave mountains of blades and seas of fire without hesitation!"
The Sword Saint Ancestor stepped out of the rift, appearing before everyone in white robes, then bowed respectfully in the direction where Lin Yu had vanished.
The cultivators, who had thought the matter was already over, were even more bewildered.
What exactly had happened?
Why had the Supreme Sword Sect's previous sect master personally come out to apologize to the Hall Master of the Primordial Hall?
Even Lin Yu had not expected the Supreme Sword Sect's ancestor to react this way, but after a little thought, he understood.
He knows to put his sect's disciples first. This Sword Saint Ancestor is a decent enough man, Lin Yu thought with a nod.
Still, he replied leisurely, "My position remains the same. The Primordial Hall remains neutral. It will not ally with any faction, nor will it take any faction under its command!"
"This was merely a lesson for your Supreme Sword Sect."
"If there is a next time, I will show no mercy!"
The Sword Saint Ancestor hurriedly said, "Rest assured, Hall Master of the Primordial Hall. There will never be a next time."
"Good, then!" Lin Yu said with a smile.
Having received Lin Yu's assurance, the Sword Saint Ancestor did not linger. He turned and returned to the other side of the rift.
The Supreme Sword Sect had just suffered a devastating blow, and much repair work remained.
At that moment, the cultivators of the Eastern Wasteland could only silently gaze at the spot where Lin Yu had departed. Every gaze held profound awe and indescribable admiration!
After this confrontation, the Primordial Hall's reputation would naturally rise to even greater heights.
Meanwhile, the Eastern Wasteland Faction Rankings underwent enormous changes because of the Supreme Sword Sect's losses. Countless cultivators who did not know what had happened began asking about it.
"What exactly happened? Why did the Supreme Sword Sect suddenly drop off the Eastern Wasteland Faction Rankings?"
"I heard they questioned the Primordial Hall's rankings, prompting its master to personally put them in their place."
"How come I heard they provoked the Primordial Hall first and tried to breach it?"
"More or less, more or less!"
"I heard that the Hall Master of the Primordial Hall wiped out the Supreme Sword Sect with a casual wave of his hand. Even their current sect master is gone."
"The Primordial Hall's strength is truly terrifying!"
"Exactly. Perhaps its master's strength has already surpassed that of a Saint. The cultivators of this world are all like ants before him."
The cultivators discussed it animatedly, but without a doubt, they were all talking about the same thing!
"Ding! Primordial Hall Fame Points +100! Congratulations, host!" "Ding! Primordial Hall Fame Points +100! Congratulations, host!" "Ding! Primordial Hall Fame Points +100! Congratulations, host!"
"System, didn't I tell you to mute the Fame Points increase notifications?" Another string of chimes rang out in Lin Yu's mind, irritating him somewhat.
"Sorry, host, that option does not exist!" the system replied haughtily.
"Fine, I get it. You can mute them, but only if you mute everything, right?" Lin Yu asked irritably.
"Correct!" the system said.
"Then mute everything for now!" Lin Yu said bluntly.
The system: "..."
Southeast of Chengling Zishan County.
A slender figure appeared in the void here. Had Lin Yu been present, he would certainly have recognized her as Yu Hongyan's mother, Cui Ranqing.
For some unknown reason, the Night Moon Palace's Ancestor Wangyue had not come here to obtain the Nine-Bend Soul-Refining Flower that could allow him to become a Saint. The one who had come was Cui Ranqing!
"This place really does exist." Looking at the damaged Saint-grade array before her, Cui Ranqing could not help murmuring.
The scenery along the way had been exceedingly tranquil, with nothing that looked remotely unusual. Cui Ranqing had already prepared herself to return empty-handed, yet there really was a Nine-Bend Soul-Refining Flower at the location Lin Yu had specified!
A damaged Saint-grade array appeared before Cui Ranqing. After testing it, she knew she was no match for this array.
Even though this Saint-grade array was incomplete.
Cui Ranqing obediently took out the scroll Lin Yu had given her and proceeded according to its instructions. Sure enough, she avoided every spot that might trigger the incomplete Saint-grade array.
"The Hall Master of the Primordial Hall really is unfathomable."
"Everything really is just as he said. Did he deduce all this, or did he know it all along?!"
The more Cui Ranqing pondered, the less she understood. Although she had already met Lin Yu, she still found him unfathomable.
"With such heaven-reaching abilities, it would be a good thing if Hongyan could truly remain by his side."