Spirit Sword Sect, Divine Sword Peak.
The air was thick with the smell of blood, and there were severed limbs everywhere.
Lin Yuan, his clothes stained with blood, stood in front of a building, holding a three-foot-long sword, his face full of anger as he stared at the dark figures in the air.
He was already the last line of defense for the Spirit Sword Sect; without him, there would be no obstacle left.
Inside the Sword Pavilion, Bai Chengwang clutched his bleeding chest wound, looking at the gaunt figure at the door with a worried expression.
"Lin Yuan... is probably no match for those things."
Seeing that he was about to charge, Xu Qiao quietly stepped forward and desperately stopped him: "You must not leave, otherwise everything Lin Yuan has done will be in vain."
Seeing Xu Qiao step forward, the other disciples rushed to Bai Chengwang's side, saying, "We absolutely cannot leave, otherwise we will let them down."
"Alas... it's truly unfortunate that our dignified Lingjian Sect has fallen to such a state."
Just then, a dark mass of figures approached from afar, carrying numerous weapons.
"Lin Yuan, do you think you can defeat us all by yourself?"
Lin Yuan looked up at their mocking faces, then at the Spirit Sword Sect disciples who had died tragically on the spot, and gritted his teeth.
"Although I don't have the strength to stop you, I will risk my life."
Inside the Sword Pavilion, several people saw the disciples of the Heavenly Martial Pavilion arrive and knew that great calamity was imminent.
There was no way to retreat behind them; taking even a step back meant certain death.
"It's a pity Xiao Feng isn't here, otherwise... he would have made sure they never returned."
The disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect exchanged glances, their faces full of helplessness, yet none of them could utter a single word.
At this moment, an old man with white hair stepped out from the shadows, his face contorted with rage: "You want to protect them? Then I'll see if they'll betray you for your sake."
Upon hearing this, a thick, cyan sphere inexplicably appeared in his hand.
The sphere seemed to have a life of its own, orbiting around Lin Yuan.
Despite his attempts to resist with his sword, he was unable to sever any barrier on the sphere.
"Bang..."
A loud bang rang out, and the sphere slammed down beside Lin Yuan, sending a shower of debris flying.
With their skills, how could they possibly get this direction wrong? It was clearly intentional.
"Insult me?"
Lin Yuan looked up at the white-haired old man from the Heavenly Martial Pavilion, his heart filled with endless anger, yet he was powerless to do anything about it.
"Dare you leave your name? One day, my sect will surely pay you a visit and make you pay for your blood debt."
However, upon hearing Lin Yuan's words, those people laughed loudly, "You lot? You probably can't even last today, so why bring up the future?"
"Fear?"
Clearly, this provocation worked very well for them.
Seeing Lin Yuan's mocking smile, the white-haired old man took a step forward: "Spirit Pearl cultivators, I hope to see your powerful figures come to seek revenge against me in the future."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Spirit Pearl cultivator recalled his Spirit Pearl, transformed his finger into a sword, and pointed it fiercely at his legs.
"Pfft..."
Two huge bloody holes seeped out from within, and Lin Yuan was unable to even stand up. He could only look up at the sky with a face full of anger.
Even now, he has not given up his longsword, vowing to protect the safety of those behind him with his life.
Seeing Lin Yuan lying on the ground, the Spirit Pearl cultivator said with a mocking expression, "Look at him... doesn't he look like the insects we see all the time?"
In an instant, all the cultivators of Tianwu Pavilion burst into loud laughter.
Inside the Sword Pavilion, many people were burning with anger as they walked towards the entrance.
Unfortunately, Xu Qiao stopped everyone, gritting his teeth and saying, "You must not leave without permission, otherwise our sect will suffer annihilation, and no one will survive."
Among the disciples, one with a fiery temper pointed outside the door and said, "Are we just going to stand by and watch him be humiliated?"
Lin Yuan's injury was like a slap in the face to them.
Seeing the disciples' agitated state, Xu Qiao felt a great deal of dissatisfaction and slammed his hand on the table: "How could I not know what you're saying? But we can't leave."
The reason he was left at the door was so that he could protect the others present.
Now that Lin Yuan has fallen to this state, it is indeed something none of them wanted to see.
The laughter of the Tianwu Pavilion members was like sharp weapons, piercing the hearts of all of them.
Soon, the Spirit Pearl cultivator, seeing that he had not forced the people inside out, felt bored.
"It seems they don't care about you at all; they didn't even open the door."
Lin Yuan turned around and looked behind him with a mocking smile: "You've miscalculated if you think you can use me as bait."
He braced himself against the pillar, making himself look less unsightly.
Since I'm going to die anyway, I might as well die gracefully here.
Seeing that Lin Yuan still had the strength to support himself, the Spirit Pearl cultivator looked on with surprise: "Oh? I have to admire you a little for being able to do something like this."
Beside him, the other disciples of Tianwu Pavilion looked at the Lingzhu cultivator and waved their hands: "Kill him as soon as possible, don't give him too much time."
At this moment, they harbored considerable resentment, wondering why it would take so long to deal with such a person.
"call out..."
In the blink of an eye, the Spirit Pearl cultivator descended from the sky and landed not far in front of Lin Yuan.
Judging from his appearance, he was clearly there to kill Lin Yuan.
Inside the Sword Pavilion, many disciples, seeing Lin Yuan was about to die, disregarded Xu Qiao's attempts to stop them, used their skillful strength to knock him aside, and rushed out through the gate.
As many disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect arrived at the gate, the Spirit Pearl cultivator looked at them with a mocking expression: "A mayfly trying to shake a tree, do you really think you can kill this old man just because you outnumber me?"
He never took anyone from the Spirit Sword Sect seriously, especially since Xiao Feng and his group weren't even here.
Without considering the consequences, one naturally doesn't know how to be gentle when striking.
In a short while, the Spirit Pearl cultivator arrived in front of them all and flung out the Spirit Pearl in his hand again, enveloping everyone in it.
Seeing that they had actually come out to protect him, Lin Yuan's face was filled with despair: "You...you're all so foolish."
At this moment, Xu Qiao came to Lin Yuan's side and carefully examined his legs, discovering that they had been completely shattered by that force.
To stand up, one would probably need top-tier elixirs.
Otherwise, Lin Yuan would have to spend the rest of his life sitting in a wheelchair, with no ability to stand up.
"boom..."
At this moment, the pressure of the Spirit Pearl pressed down on all of them, making them feel as if they couldn't even stand up straight.
Xu Qiao and some elders were able to put up a fight, but the other disciples were all red-faced, clearly having reached their limit.
Without reinforcements from stronger forces, everyone would likely die here without any hope.
"It seems we're going to live and die together this time. Are you scared?"
Seeing Xu Qiao's carefree face, the disciples burst into laughter: "It is our honor to live and die with you."
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