Lin Fan and Feng Xi rushed towards the mountaintop. As they were about to reach the summit, a vast pressure spread down the mountain from the altar.

The two felt an overwhelming pressure, and their expressions differed. For Fengxi, it was still somewhat difficult to withstand.

Lin Fan's expression was solemn. The legendary Four Saints had perished long ago, yet the methods they left behind could still unleash such intense pressure, demonstrating how terrifying they were in life.

At their peak, the Four Saints were at least at the peak of the Tribulation Transcending stage, as they were powerful generals who could follow the Great Emperor in conquering demons.

Gu Yancheng moved forward slowly, his pace deliberate, clearly also being suppressed by the oppressive aura, which slowed his speed.

As if sensing the latter's arrival, Gu Yancheng turned around and looked back. Although they were dozens of miles apart, their eyes met, and killing intent surged between them.

Lin Fan's eyes were like cold stars, flashing with a sharp light, as if he could see into people's hearts. He stared at Gu Yancheng, a slight smile on his lips, a provocative look.

Dozens of miles away, Gu Yancheng stood quietly. He was tall and had a resolute face. With each step he took, space distorted and countless sword energies were released.

As the two stared at each other, it was as if lightning flashed and thunder roared, their auras clashing sharply.

"Lin Fan, you'd better come up unharmed, so I can feel a sense of accomplishment when I kill you!" Gu Yancheng's lips moved slightly, his voice low and deep, like the clash of metal, echoing on the altar.

Lin Fan smiled slightly. Although they were a long distance apart, he could read the other person's lips and said, "Gu Yancheng, don't worry, I won't let you have an easy time."

He took a step forward, transforming into a streak of light. In just a quarter of an hour, he defied the oppressive aura and moved across the scene, arriving opposite Gu Yancheng.

"Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish!"

Before the words were even finished, the two of them had already made their move simultaneously.

Lin Fan's longsword moved like a dragon, drawing sharp sword beams in the air. The sword energy surged like a dragon, cutting down the leaves of the surrounding trees.

Gu Yancheng's longsword was like a tiger, its momentum fierce, aiming straight for Lin Fan's vitals. His swordsmanship was extremely strong, combined with his brave and domineering energy, its force like that of a bull.

As the two clashed, their sword and saber energies intertwined, creating dazzling beams of light that illuminated the sacred mountain.

Fengxi followed closely behind, landing at a distance to watch the two clash, with no intention of intervening.

A series of whooshing sounds came from afar.

The prodigies of the four great families appeared one after another, some flying on swords, others riding magical treasures, charging menacingly toward the altar.

When they saw Lin Fan and Gu Yancheng fighting, they all stopped in their tracks.

"Their cultivation is so profound that if we act rashly, we may not gain any advantage," Qin Tian said in a low voice.

“That’s right, let’s wait and see, and wait for the right opportunity,” Bai Rushuang agreed.

Both of them were outsiders invited by the Liu family. If they joined forces, the other families would have no chance of winning. But now they are fighting head-on, which creates an opportunity for them.

The powerful figures from the four major families stood at a distance, their eyes fixed on the battle on the altar.

Although they were the most outstanding talents in the Four Saints County, they felt unprecedented pressure in front of Lin Fan and Gu Yancheng.

On the altar, the battle between Lin Fan and Gu Yancheng had entered a fierce stage.

The two figures clashed in the air, their sword and saber energies constantly colliding, producing a deafening roar.

The surrounding space seemed to be distorted by this powerful force, making it impossible to look directly at it.

The aftershocks of their battle spread, revealing a greater level of strength than what was displayed at the foot of the mountain.

"Liu Wanqing, come out and face your death!" Fengxi saw that hateful face in the Liu family crowd and immediately became irritated, shouting in a delicate voice.

Liu Wanqing was taken aback at first, but quickly regained her composure. She stepped forward, her gaze cold and her eyes filled with disdain, and said, "Liu Mengli, don't think that just because you've reshaped your spiritual veins, you can defeat me!"

Fengxi didn't say much, but drew her cyan longsword and charged.

The two women opened up a new battlefield, attracting the attention of many. The other three families did not make a move, but watched each other warily.

Just then, Lin Fan suddenly let out a long roar, and swung his longsword out, a dazzling sword light aimed straight at Gu Yancheng's vitals.

Upon seeing this, Gu Yancheng's expression changed, and he swung his long sword horizontally, attempting to block the attack.

Lin Fan's sword light was too sharp; the tip of the sword lightly pierced, and the fierce force almost made his broadsword fly away.

A tingling sensation shot through his wrist, causing him to stagger back several steps before managing to steady his weapon.

However, he was full of openings at this moment, and Lin Fan took the opportunity to unleash a sword aura that forcibly broke through his protective qi.

Gu Yancheng was terrified and tried to retreat quickly, but it was too late.

The sword's edge flashed like lightning, followed him like a shadow, and moved even faster, instantly piercing his chest.

Gu Yancheng let out a scream as his body flew backward and crashed heavily to the ground.

Upon seeing this, the powerful figures from the four major families all showed expressions of shock.

They hadn't expected Lin Fan to be so powerful, that even a strongman like Gu Yancheng was no match for him.

Lin Fan's gaze was cold, and he slightly parted his lips, saying, "The Xuanwu Heavenly Sect is nothing special."

He looked at Gu Yancheng lying on the ground, then remotely controlled the falling leaves, which floated behind him and then struck like sharp blades.

Leaves slashed through the air like flying knives, raining down like a dense shower of pear blossoms.

Gu Yancheng quickly rolled over and grabbed a large rock to block his way.

With a deafening explosion, the boulder shattered into countless fragments, the powder turning into dust that obscured visibility.

Lin Fan waved his sleeve, creating a gust of wind that dispersed the dust and smoke; Gu Yancheng had already disappeared.

He then turned sideways and slashed at a towering tree on one side. The giant tree exploded and split open, and Gu Yancheng rushed up, creating distance.

He was panting heavily, covered in bloody welts, and swallowing a healing pill.

Having absorbed the surging medicinal power, his injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His eyes were terrifying, spitting fire, as if he had come from the deepest hell, looking as if he wanted to devour Lin Fan alive.

"If you're still hiding your trump cards, that would be too disappointing. What about your Purple Flame Heavenly Skill? Is it ruined now?" Lin Fan sneered.

"Lin Fan, you forced me to do this. I'll make you know the consequences of offending me!" Gu Yancheng's face was as cold as ice. At this moment, he couldn't care less about anything else. His aura surged, reaching the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

Lin Fan rolled his eyes, truly exasperated with these bastards, acting as if he had deliberately caused trouble.

He really couldn't understand what was going on in these people's heads; everyone was claiming to be so innocent.

The battle between Feng Xi and Liu Wanqing was also very exciting. Although they were inferior to Lin Fan and Liu Wanqing, the powerful aura they unleashed at the Golden Core stage made even Nascent Soul stage experts feel their hearts tremble.

Lin Fan glanced at her and, seeing that Feng Xi was not at a disadvantage, nodded in satisfaction.