185: Broken

Crimson fire clouds, like rolling waves, rapidly receded on both sides of the Flying Boat. As the Flying Boat delved deeper into the “Thunderfall Canyon,” which Cultivators of the Second Heaven regarded as a Forbidden Ground, the originally dry and hot wind began to mix with wisps of cold, dark electrical light.

This was the necessary path to the Divine Fire Palace, and also the most treacherous natural barrier.

Su Qingge quietly knelt beside Lin Chen. The white silk ribbon covering her eyes appeared exceptionally sacred under the reflection of the lightning. Her slender, long fingers trembled slightly, seemingly capturing some invisible fluctuation in the Void Realm.

"Master..." She suddenly reached out and gently grasped the corner of Lin Chen's wide robe. Although her voice was cool, it carried an undeniable decisiveness. "Three thousand meters ahead, deep within the thunder clouds, there are seventy-two streams of Killing Intent. Their aura connects into a single line, forming the Big Dipper Strangulation posture. It is a chain Sword Formation set up to target Magic Treasure aura."

Lin Chen played with the warm Token in his hand, a cruel smirk curving his lips: "Seventy-two people? It seems the Sword Washing Pool has truly emptied its coffers for this 'Pretty Boy' like me."

"Since they want to play, we'll play a big game with them."

Before his voice faded, the Flying Boat shook violently. Its previously stable flight path was instantly blocked by a terrifying gravitational force. Within the surrounding thunder clouds, countless streams of azure Sword Qi flickered. Seventy-two elite Sword Guards, clad in the azure robes of the Sword Washing Pool, stood divided in eight directions. Leading them was a gloomy old man with a face full of wrinkles and eyes like a poisonous snake. He was the Enforcement Grand Elder of the Sword Washing Pool, a top expert in the True Immortal Middle Stage—Elder Ku Zhu.

"Lin Chen, you brat! You destroyed my Sect's Genius and severed the Legacy Divine Weapon of my Sword Washing Pool! Today, this Thunderfall Canyon shall be the place of your Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering!" Elder Ku Zhu stood mid-air, the Flying Sword beneath his feet emitting a heart-palpitating cold light. "Ten Thousand Swords Exterminate the Demon, Formation Rise!"

Following his sharp shout, all seventy-two Sword Guards bit their tongues, spraying Essence Blood onto their Flying Swords. In an instant, thousands of sword lights intertwined in the air, forming a massive azure cage. Every stream of Sword Qi drew upon the violent thunder within the canyon, causing the Void Realm to tremble, as if the Flying Boat would be ground to pieces in the next second.

"In this uninhabited place, no gods or ghosts will know." Elder Ku Zhu sneered. "After killing you, that Saintess and Artifact Refiner will become This Venerable One's best cauldrons and servants!"

"Bad breath."

Lin Chen stood up, his dark golden Tight-fitting Attire accentuating his spear-like, towering physique. He did not rush to draw the dragons roar scarlet edge from his waist, but instead looked at Su Qingge beside him, his eyes filled with absolute trust.

"Qingge, call out the coordinates."

Hearing this, Su Qingge's pair of silver Eye of Delusion Breaking burst forth with dazzling silver light beneath the ribbon. In her world, as a "Human Radar," those arrogant streams of Sword Qi were nothing more than densely packed lines of Spiritual Power, and within those seemingly perfect layers of circulation, several dissonant flickering points were clearly visible.

"Three inches at the Qian Position, the Spiritual Power rotation is too fast—that is the first false Formation Eye. Six feet below the Kun Position, there is a 0.3-second gap in the Formation connection... Master, now is the time! Strike directly at the core of the Zhen Position!"

Su Qingge's voice, clear as pearls dropping onto a jade plate, distinctly reached Lin Chen's ears.

"Received."

Lin Chen's body flickered, and he transformed into a dark golden afterimage, actually charging directly toward the Formation Core of the Ten Thousand Swords Formation, which was said to tolerate no life!

"Seeking death! How dare you use your Physical Body to resist my Sword Washing Pool Killing Formation!" Elder Ku Zhu frantically activated the Sword Formation.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Countless dense collision sounds rang out from Lin Chen's body. The Sword Qi, which was strong enough to cleave Immortal Gold, only struck a series of dazzling sparks when it landed on Lin Chen. The [dragon scale gauntlet] on Lin Chen's hands emitted a dark golden Dragon roar. He disdained dodging and instead used the most brutal and overbearing method, crashing directly into the most unstable node of Spiritual Power circulation, according to Su Qingge's coordinates.

"Shatter for me!"

Lin Chen punched out, the faint roar of an Ancestral Dragon visible on his fist. This punch not only contained his profound Immortal Essence at the Heavenly Immortal Peak, but also carried the Chaos Concept that crushed everything.

Boom—!

With a loud bang, the originally flawless Sword Formation instantly collapsed at that single point. The backlash force of the Formation surged back along the Sword Intent like a tsunami. All seventy-two Sword Guards simultaneously spat out a mouthful of blood, their Flying Swords dimmed, and their Divine Souls were injured.

"My turn."

Lin Chen was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, his figure constantly flickering within the thunder clouds. He required no fancy Moves; every punch he threw caused a Sword Guard's chest to collapse, and every step he took shattered someone's Dao Foundation.

"No! This is impossible! What kind of monster are you!" Elder Ku Zhu was already terrified to the point of Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering as he watched Lin Chen, who resembled a God of Killing descending upon the world. He tried to turn and flee, but felt a chill on his neck—a large hand, like iron tongs, had clamped tightly around his throat, lifting him up like a dead dog.

Lin Chen looked at the face twisted by fear, dark golden light circulating in his eyes. The technique of [Soul Search] violently activated.

"Ah—!" Elder Ku Zhu let out a miserable shriek as the memories in his mind were forcibly browsed by Lin Chen, like flipping through a book.

"So that's it... The Sword Washing Pool secretly contacted Loose Cultivators from the Third Heaven just to turn the tables at the Ten Thousand Immortals Assembly?" Lin Chen casually squeezed, instantly shattering the Grand Elder's Heart Meridians. "Since you enjoy playing dirty tricks so much, I will tear apart your so-called 'trump cards' one by one on the Zhu Rong Platform."

...Half an hour later, the Flying Boat set off again.

The Killing Intent within the canyon had not yet dissipated, but the atmosphere inside the Flying Boat grew exceptionally hot due to this great victory.

Because she had over-activated the Eye of Delusion Breaking earlier, Su Qingge was now leaning exhausted on the Soft Couch. Her small, fair, almost translucent face was covered in fine sweat, and her originally neat white dress was slightly disheveled from the previous turbulence, revealing a section of her ankle, round as white jade.

Lin Chen walked into the Sleeping Quarters, looking at this "Blind Merit Official" who had achieved great service, a hint of primal male desire appearing in his eyes.

"Master... Qingge... did not fail your trust." Su Qingge sensed Lin Chen's aura and tried to rise to salute, but Lin Chen forcefully pressed her back down.

"You did very well. Since you are tired, I shall 'recharge' you."

Lin Chen's large hand traced upward from her cool ankle, roughly tearing open the obstructive silk dress.

"Mmm..." Su Qingge's delicate body trembled violently. The feeling of being Dominated instantly awakened her Soul, which had been weakened by mental exhaustion, with a burst of scorching masculine aura.

Unlike her previous forced submission, Su Qingge's reverence for Lin Chen, after experiencing a life-and-death coordination effort, had long since transformed into the most frantic love and desire deep within her heart.

Tears seemed to seep from her silver eyes beneath the blindfold—tears of extreme joy.

She whimpered, accommodating him. At the boundary between the First Heaven and the Second Heaven, above the thundering canyon, Lin Chen was like a tireless Cultivator, wantonly attacking the snow-white Peaks of the Saintess.

"Ah—! Master... Qingge sees it... sees your Dragon shadow..."

At the Peak moment, she let out a beautiful cry, collapsing completely unconscious in Lin Chen's arms amidst the turbulent ecstasy. Only her delicate fingernails left deep red marks on Lin Chen's broad back.

Lin Chen looked down at the Saintess in his arms, whom he had completely "broken beyond repair" and yet utterly redeemed, a wild smile of absolute control appearing on his lips.

Ten Thousand Immortals Assembly, Lin Chen has arrived.

Those fools who want to take me as prey, I will make you understand who is the most cunning hunter in this world.

[Congratulations, host! You have slain the Sword Washing Pool Enforcement Elder and gained the Skill: [Sword Dao Nemesis] (Defense +300% against Sword Cultivator attacks)!] [Su Qingge's Compatibility Breakthrough: 100% (Life and Death Interdependence)! Eye of Delusion Breaking Evolution: [True Vision] (Can see through Karma illusions)!] [Arriving ahead: Divine Fire Palace · Zhu Rong City! The climax of the entire book—the Ten Thousand Immortals Assembly is about to commence!]