Lin Xuan made his move. He invoked his Sword Intent.
A dreadful power emerged, and as soon as it appeared, the void began to tremble violently. The expressions of the surrounding Martial Artists changed drastically. They found that the longswords in their hands were trembling uncontrollably. Their bodies quaked as well, and they couldn’t resist the urge to submit.
What is going on? What kind of power is this? It’s so terrifying!
"This is Sword Intent!" Luo Rong exclaimed, his face etched with shock.
The others were in an uproar after hearing this. "What? Sword Intent!"
"This young man really possesses Sword Intent!"
"How is this possible?"
"Wasn’t he just boasting?"
"Could what he said be true?"
At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded. The many Sword Cultivators were stupefied, and the people from the Dayan Holy Land were stunned.
Yin Tianhe’s expression contorted. He has Sword Intent too? Despite having such weak cultivation, he still possesses Sword Intent? His talent is truly heaven-defying! Damn it! He absolutely cannot be allowed to live any longer!
With this thought, he struck without hesitation. The Galaxy Sword Qi ruthlessly slashed toward Lin Xuan.
So what if he possesses Sword Intent? At most, it’s only ten percent. I have twenty percent! I can still defeat him.
Lin Xuan also made a move, executing the Clear Lotus Swordsmanship. With a swing of his sword, the Sword Qi transformed into a Clear Lotus that blossomed in the air. This time, it wasn’t just the power of an Earth-level Swordsmanship. Thirty percent of his Sword Intent surged into the attack. In an instant, the two attacks collided in mid-air.
A heaven-shaking roar resonated as the terrifying power of the Sword Dao transformed into a storm, sweeping across the area. Everyone was shaken and forced to retreat constantly. This power was simply too strong, far beyond anything they could handle. Even Luo Rong retreated to the rear; he too could not withstand this storm.
Can Lin Xuan withstand it?
After retreating to a safe distance, he quickly looked toward the front. His eyes then widened into circles. The others also saw the scene ahead, and each one of them stood there, stunned.
In the sky, the Clear Lotus and the Galaxy clashed, erupting with a shocking roar. But immediately after, the Galaxy began to shake violently. The light of the Clear Lotus shone brightly as it descended upon the Galaxy, churning it relentlessly. The Galaxy roiled violently, its surface covered with cracks, before it shattered with a boom.
The Galaxy Sword Qi was shattered! It was defeated!
Heavens, this is unbelievable! That Galaxy Sword Qi contained twenty percent of his Sword Intent, and its power was unparalleled! Yet, it was still shattered. Could the Clear Lotus truly possess thirty percent Sword Intent? Lin Xuan wasn’t boasting! He actually mastered thirty percent of his Sword Intent!
At this moment, everyone went wild. The Sword Cultivators were all shocked, and Luo Rong drew in a sharp breath. He knew how difficult it was to master Sword Intent. This boy, not even twenty years old, has already mastered thirty percent of his Sword Intent. He’s simply like a reincarnated Sword Saint. Too amazing, too heaven-defying.
The people from the Dayan Holy Land despaired. How could this be? He actually has thirty percent of his Sword Intent! He completely surpasses Brother Yin! They were nearly scared out of their wits. Some Disciples’ legs even gave way, and they collapsed, kneeling directly on the ground.
But the most shocked of all was Yin Tianhe.
Yin Tianhe’s eyes instantly turned bloodshot. He stared fixedly ahead. Watching his Galaxy Sword Qi shatter, his face grew unsightly.
How can this be? I actually lost. My twenty percent Sword Intent was suppressed! He surpassed me in Sword Intent! He couldn’t accept it.
"Damn it! I don’t believe it!" he roared furiously, his Sword Intent erupting once more. This time, he even began to burn his Spiritual Power. He condensed another Galaxy Sword Qi and sent it slashing forward.
"Galaxy Falling from the Ninth Heaven!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Lin Xuan snorted coldly and continued to power the Clear Lotus Sword Qi. The Clear Lotus in the sky spun rapidly and clashed with the Galaxy Falling from the Ninth Heaven. It instantly shattered the attack. This time, the Clear Lotus did not stop but continued onward, hurtling toward Yin Tianhe.
Yin Tianhe’s face changed dramatically. Even my desperate strike isn’t a match for him? It seems the gap between us is too large. I’m completely suppressed. Damn it! He was frenzied, jealous, and unwilling to accept defeat. But when the Clear Lotus appeared before him, his body began to tremble. He sensed a fatal crisis from it.
Not good!
He frantically tried to dodge, but the Clear Lotus had already descended from the sky, enveloping him. At the critical moment, he took out a rune and waved it toward the sky. The silver rune formed a silver palace that enveloped him, just barely blocking the Clear Lotus’s attack.
BOOM!
The Clear Lotus vanished into the void, and the silver palace’s light dimmed. Inside the palace, Yin Tianhe’s face was pale, and blood trickled from the corner of his lips. This silver rune is my life-saving measure! I never expected to use it here. The thought made his heart bleed.
After blocking the attack, Yin Tianhe turned and fled without daring to linger for a moment longer. He escaped toward the outside of the valley.
"Brother, wait for us!" The Disciples from the Dayan Holy Land also fled in a panic.
They had won. Lin Xuan had won! Yin Tianhe was defeated! It was unbelievable!
Luo Rong shouted with excitement. The other Sword Cultivators were also wild with joy. They all knew how domineering the people from the Dayan Holy Land had been before, sweeping through all directions like undisputed rulers. But now, they fled like beaten dogs. The contrast was simply too great.
They looked at Lin Xuan with immense excitement.
"Young Master Lin is mighty!"
"Young Master Lin is invincible!"
"Young Master Lin, thank you for saving us!"
They looked at Lin Xuan with faces full of gratitude and admiration. Lin Xuan, however, simply waved his hand and smiled. "It was just a minor affair, not worth mentioning. You can all cultivate here in peace!"
With that, Lin Xuan also turned and left the valley.
Staring at Lin Xuan’s departing figure, the many Sword Cultivators continued their excited discussion.
"Young Master Lin is truly a god among men."
"Young Master Lin isn’t even twenty years old, yet he’s so heaven-defying."
"Not only can he fight across eight cultivation realms, but he has also mastered thirty percent of his Sword Intent."
"This level of strength is simply unbelievable."
"Indeed. If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, you couldn’t beat the truth into me."
As everyone discussed, they also started asking Luo Rong questions.
"Young Master Luo, who exactly is this Young Master Lin?"
"Yes, tell us about him!"
Luo Rong gave a bitter smile. "Junior Brother Lin is a newcomer. He only joined the Sacred Institute two or three months ago. I’ve been cultivating in the Sword Valley these past few months, so I don’t know much about his situation. But don’t worry, I’ll go back and find out."
Luo Rong also left the valley. He returned to the Sacred Institute at top speed. He planned to find his brother, Luo Mountain, to ask for news.
At that moment, Luo Mountain was still going to the Supreme Hall every day to cause trouble. He wanted to use this high-pressure tactic to force Lin Xuan to come out. However, nearly a month had passed, and Lin Xuan still hadn’t appeared. This made Luo Mountain extremely contemptuous. Some ’Rookie King,’ some ’peerless genius’... He’s nothing but a coward!
「On this day,」
Luo Mountain was preparing to head to the Supreme Hall again to teach those people a lesson. Just then, a figure appeared in front of him.
Luo Mountain was taken aback for a moment, then said joyfully, "Brother, you’re back? Weren’t you cultivating in the Sword Valley? Why are you back now? Could it be that you’ve perfected your Swordsmanship?"
Luo Rong replied, "These past few months of training have indeed greatly improved my Swordsmanship."
"That’s great!" Luo Mountain was ecstatic.
However, Luo Rong shook his head and said, "That’s not the point. I have something to ask you."
"What’s the matter?" Luo Mountain asked curiously.
"Among this year’s new disciples, is there someone named Lin Xuan?" Luo Rong asked. "Tell me everything about him."
Lin Xuan? Luo Mountain was taken aback. Why is my brother also asking about Lin Xuan? Could it be that Lin Xuan offended him too? Hmph, he’s really courting death!
So, he quickly recounted everything he knew about Lin Xuan, including his identity and various past battle achievements. Afterward, he added, "Brother, don’t worry. Although that kid is strong, he’s nothing compared to us senior disciples. Did he offend you? Don’t worry, I’ll teach him a lesson for you. I’ll make sure he kneels before you and kowtows in apology."
Hearing this, Luo Rong’s face changed drastically. Lin Xuan was his savior, yet his own brother wanted to attack him? How outrageous!
He slapped Luo Mountain across the face.