Bringing up the Primordial Holy Heaven was a helpless move for Feng Yong, she thought with a bitter smile.
After all, his cultivation level was insufficient, and with his current strength, he couldn't even put up a fight against Half-Saint.
Now, Feng Yong only hopes that the other party will give him some face when they hear that he is from the Primordial Holy Heaven.
However, after hearing what Feng Yong said, Tu Zhengshan scoffed, his face full of disapproval.
" The Primordial Holy Heaven?"
"Ridiculous!"
"You think you, the lowest-ranked of the Ten Great Saint Heavens Holy Heaven, deserve my respect? Besides, what are you anyway, daring to bring up the Primordial Holy Heaven to intimidate me?"
"Besides, this place is the Endless Sea. Even if the Primordial Holy Heaven has some resources, its influence cannot reach here!"
He harbored resentment and dared not provoke the Liang Household because they were located in the Endless Sea. If he angered them, his Tu Household would face annihilation at any moment!
And the Primordial Holy Heaven?
It's said that the old dean is about to die of old age. Even if the Feng Household really joins the Primordial, so what?
Could a dying Saint Realm expert really disregard the entire Primordial Holy Heaven and come to the Endless Realm to help the Feng Household?
A fierce glint flashed in Tu Zhengshan's eyes. Having already lost his patience, he made a sudden move, transforming his Spiritual Power into a giant hand that pressed down fiercely on the Feng Household below from the sky!
"Since you are so deeply in love and unwilling to hand over Feng Lai, then let us all die together!"
Along with the downward pressure came the aura emanating from him, Half-Saint. The terrifying aura, approaching that of the Saint Realm, terrified countless members of the Feng Household below, and filled Feng Yong with utter despair.
With just one glance, she knew that the enormous hand that blotted out the sky was something she could never shake.
The other side clearly intends to crush the Feng Household!
It was like crushing an ant...
Feng Yong was filled with utter despair, his tongue filled with bitterness. He had finally escaped from the Luminous Domain, established a foothold in the Great Fall City with his remaining people, and survived countless life-or-death crises. Was he really going to die here because of an undeserved disaster?
Is it because they are weak, and there are no strong individuals among them?
Feng Yong's shoulders trembled, her heart filled with extreme resentment, yet she felt utterly helpless in the face of a perfected Half-Saint.
However, at that moment, she suddenly heard a very familiar, Leng Qing voice.
"Heh, doesn't the Primordial Holy Heaven deserve your respect?"
"Interesting. A mere Half-Saint dares to look down on the Primordial Holy Heaven?"
With a clear sword cry, the Sword Intent surged in the distance, transforming into lightning that descended directly from the clouds, piercing through the giant hand that blotted out the sky.
In an instant, the pressure on the Feng Household vanished.
Everyone was drenched in sweat, as if they had just been pulled out of the water, panting heavily, looking up in surprise and disbelief at the young man who had appeared above the Feng Household.
"Who are you?!"
Tu Zhengshan abruptly withdrew his hand. Although the giant palm was formed from his Spiritual Power, at this moment, he could actually feel a burning sensation in his palm!
This truly alarmed him.
Upon seeing the newcomer, Feng Yong was overjoyed, his face immediately lighting up with delight. "Sect Master!"
At that moment, Lin Xuan appeared before her, almost as if he were glowing.
Lin Xuan nodded to Feng Yong, then looked at Tu Zhengshan, a hint of coldness hidden between his brows.
"Who I am?"
"Didn't you just say that the Primordial Holy Heaven doesn't deserve your respect?"
"I am Lin Xuan, the head of the Supreme Institute the Primordial Holy Heaven."
If he hadn't arrived in time, his future subordinates would have been killed by this old man.
Lin Xuan arrived relatively early and had already overheard Tu Zhengshan's words and observed Feng Lai's explanation.
He believed in Feng Lai, just like Feng Yong.
It wasn't because he trusted the Feng Household so much, but because he clearly saw through Tu Zhengshan's well-disguised anger and desire to vent his frustration.
Not obvious.
But it couldn't escape the eyes of onlookers.
And even if it was someone from the Feng Household who did it, so what!
The Feng Household is now under the jurisdiction of the Sword Pavilion!
Head of the Supreme Institute?
Tu Zhengshan looked at Lin Xuan with suspicion and uncertainty. The numbness in his palm reminded him just how powerful the person in front of him was.
This left him secretly taken aback.
When did the Primordial Holy Heaven produce such monstrous sword cultivators?
The power of his Sword Intent was something he had never heard of before.
"I have never heard of a Supreme Institute Master in the Primordial Holy Heaven." Tu Zhengshan's expression was somewhat unpleasant.
"Are you truly a person from the Primordial Holy Heaven?"
As far as he knew, the head of the Supreme Institute of the Primordial Holy Heaven had long since disappeared.
How did it end up in the Endless Sea?
Lin Xuan, however, did not care.
He didn't even pick up on the topic, but simply said, "Whether I'm a member of the Primordial Holy Heaven or not is unimportant. What's important is that I've lost something."
These words made Tu Zhengshan laugh.
If something is lost, it's lost.
What does this have to do with him?
But before he could say anything, he heard Lin Xuan's next words.
"... I suppose you're the one who stole it."
Tu Zhengshan was instantly stunned. He looked at Lin Xuan's face, as if trying to see if Lin Xuan was joking, but he only saw a blank expression on the other's face, without the slightest hint of a smile.
At that moment, Tu Zhengshan was furious.
"What does your lost stuff have to do with me? Nonsense! I've never even seen you before!"
"That's utter nonsense!"
Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Yeah?"
He didn't argue much with Tu Zhengshan, but casually rummaged through his storage ring and took out the Frost Fruit he had obtained in the Vast Sea Secret Realm.
The Frost-Clearing Fruit is a relatively rare spiritual fruit, and it is very effective in clearing away inner demons.
Its taste is excellent.
Lin Xuan has no inner demons.
He collected some of the Frost Fruit, intending to bring it back for the Xiaolu to eat.
He held a Qing Shuang Fruit in his hand; its cool, jade-like texture was quite pleasant to the touch. Lin Xuan casually tossed it aside.
It landed squarely in Tu Zhengshan's arms.
Seeing that Lin Xuan threw something at him without any intention to kill, Tu Zhengshan almost instinctively caught it. Only after catching it did he realize that Lin Xuan had thrown a spirit fruit.
He was stunned, completely bewildered. Before he could figure out what Lin Xuan meant, he heard Lin Xuan speak.
"You still say you didn't steal it? How did my Frost Fruit end up in your hands?"
At that moment, Tu Zhengshan suddenly understood.
He held the frost-covered fruit and forced a smile, though he was clearly angry.
Is there anything else you don't understand?
That young man in white did it on purpose!
He said he stole, so he stole, just as he said the Feng Household killed his grandson!
Purely using power to intimidate others, but the premise is...
You need to have that kind of skill!
Tu Zhengshan crushed the Frost Fruit in his hand, no longer concealing the ferocity on his face, and roared, "Arrogant brat! How dare you provoke this old man like this!"
Lin Xuan watched quietly as Tu Zhengshan wiped the juice from his hands, then stopped beating around the bush and spoke in a cold voice.
"Fine."
"You just gave my men two choices, so I'll give you two choices too."
"First, return me a Frost Fruit and leave within three breaths."
"Two, die."
No one has ever been able to destroy his things and then leave unscathed.
Even though the Frost Fruit was of no use to him.
However, that is not a reason for others to destroy it at will.
Upon hearing Lin Xuan's words, Tu Zhengshan's anger subsided considerably, and he let out a sneer.
You think you can kill me?
"Your Sword Intent is indeed impressive, young man. If your old dean from the Primordial Holy Heaven were here, I would still show him some respect, but you..."
Lin Xuan shook his head slightly, looking at his arrogant and ignorant appearance.
"Looks like you want to die."
He has killed countless Half-Saint.
They don't care if there's another one.
"Arrogant brat..."
Tu Zhengshan wanted to say something more, but Lin Xuan had already lost interest and patience to listen.
Before Tu Zhengshan could finish speaking, he gently raised his wrist, and the tip of the sword drew an arc in the air before slashing straight at Tu Zhengshan.
Amidst the dazzling sword light, he spoke softly.
"In that case, I'll see you off."
Lin Xuan unleashed One Sword strike, and terrifying Sword Qi arrived in an instant, piercing through the opponent's neck in a flash!