The demon wolves and the others gazed at Lin Mo's figure atop the tower.
"He really is just like his grandfather, incredibly stubborn."
Lin Yan narrowed her eyes and shook her head helplessly.
"This is a good thing. Although Lin Mo's lineage is a bit stubborn, their loyalty is genuine and unwavering. Isn't this the kind of person our Lin clan needs to maintain its cohesion?"
The wolf was quite pleased.
"Besides, my younger brother has only been back for a short time, and there are still some people who are dissatisfied with his identity or have doubts about it. Few clansmen witnessed his previous battle with Luo Haoqun. Now is a good opportunity to use Lin Mo to make those clansmen who have many complaints about him put away their contempt. I think Lin Mo has done a good job!"
Lin Wan exclaimed in admiration.
"Yes, after all, we've been wandering for a long time. If I want to win people's hearts, I can't get past Lin Mo."
Lin Chuan nodded in agreement.
They are not trying to cultivate hothouse flowers, and Lin Feng cannot live under their protection forever.
That's how the Demon Prince is; he wants to gain the recognition of others through his fists!
Zzzzz!
A dazzling sword light flashed by, instantly shattering Lin Mo's sharp blade energy!
The young man's clear voice echoed between heaven and earth.
"Brother Lin Mo! I've only been back for a short time, aren't you a little too impatient!"
A faint smile appeared on Lin Mo's lips.
"I've heard that Your Highness defeated Luo Haoqun of the Luo Clan, but that fellow is rather cowardly and probably didn't unleash his full strength. Your Highness must be quite disappointed. Why don't I take the initiative and have a good fight with Your Highness?"
"I couldn't ask for more!"
Lin Feng had already learned from Lin Wan about the significance of Lin Mo's lineage, so he knew that Lin Wan had no ill intentions and only wanted to test the capabilities of the new crown prince.
He returned in a hurry and left in a hurry, so not many people paid attention to him. Now that he has returned to the Northern Divine Region, he must stay here for several months because of the relationship between the Luo Clan and Luo Ning. During this period, there are probably quite a few people who share the same thoughts as Lin Mo.
Lin Feng had already prepared himself mentally.
"Mysterious Ink Blade Technique!"
Demonic energy surged into the sky, and dark sword energy slashed towards him, carrying the power to take Lin Feng's life!
The people behind Lin Mo were terrified.
"This kid has no sense of restraint whatsoever."
"Hmph... If the Crown Prince really dies, do you think their lineage will have an easy time!"
"Be careful!"
Beneath the tower, countless members of their tribe witnessed the battle between the two.
"It's Young Master Mo."
"Young Master Mo is already at the fifth level of the Divine Tribulation Realm. Isn't it a bit too much to fight His Highness the Crown Prince without lowering his realm?"
"Isn't that normal? Back when His Majesty first became the Crown Prince of our clan, didn't he also have to fight a big battle with the current Grand Elder before he gained his approval?"
"This is the significance of Young Master Mo's lineage: to prevent incompetent people from taking over the Demon Clan!"
"Floating Sword Technique."
Splash!
Amidst the surging waves, Lin Feng easily dodged the blade energy and instantly appeared before Lin Mo. The latter remained unfazed, raised his jet-black longsword, and said in a deep voice, "Still not fast enough!"
"Yeah?"
The voice came from behind him.
Lin Mo was startled. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that the "Lin Feng" in front of him was gradually dissipating and soon disappeared without a trace.
Afterimage?!
A chilling sword aura attacked from behind.
"clang!"
At the crucial moment, Lin Mo turned around, and the clash of blades against swords made the two men's hands go numb.
"That's interesting."
"Lin Mo has actually fallen into a passive position!"
Lin Feng gripped the sword hilt tightly, and a sword formation that enveloped the heavens and earth suddenly appeared. The world was filled with golden light, and the sword energy cut the tower into countless holes. If the demon wolf hadn't created a barrier in time, the surrounding palaces would probably have been completely destroyed by these two.
"Sword Formation!"
etc……
A look of doubt flashed in Lin Mo's eyes first, followed by shock.
Why does this sword formation look so similar to the "Primordial Sword Formation" that he had seen in ancient books?
This is definitely not an illusion!
Soon someone answered the question that was on his mind.
"The Primordial Immortal Sword!"
"Could it be that the sword in my hand is the Primordial Immortal Sword, one of the five great immortal swords in the world?"
Lin Chuan's eyes widened.
"The Legend of Sword and Fairy? This is an incredible opportunity!" The demon wolf's eyes lit up. "Are you sure?"
“Hey brother, I can’t speak for other things, but this poor scholar has read more books and has a broader perspective than us. There’s no way he could be mistaken.”
Lin Yan's words were unpleasant, but they were indeed the truth.
"Big brother, I'm 100% certain that this is definitely the Primordial Immortal Sword!"
Lin Chuan said solemnly.
“I didn’t expect…” Demon Wolf narrowed his eyes and said to Lin Wan beside him, “Third Sister, go and inform the elders to temporarily block the news and prevent any martial artists other than the Lin clan from knowing about the Primordial Immortal Sword.”
"Yes, brother, I understand."
A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime.
They all understand this principle.
"The Immortal Sword, the sword formation... What an incredible opportunity!"
Lin Mo's eyes burned with fervor. He knew that if he didn't go all out, he might really be defeated by Lin Feng.
He bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood from his heart onto the sword.
"Pfft!"
"Mysterious Blood Curse!"
This is their lineage's treasured incantation, arguably the strongest auxiliary technique within the Lin clan. It is specifically designed for refining blood. At crucial moments in battle, one can spit a mouthful of heart's blood into one's own demonic energy or onto a magical artifact to temporarily enhance its power without any side effects, making it extremely useful.
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