34: The Lingxiao Sword Sect must be destroyed!

Su Xuanchen nodded with satisfaction.

This was the woman he, Su Xuanchen, had chosen.

If she only knew how to weep, she would be nothing more than a pretty vase.

"Very good."

He stood up and looked at Bai Canglin, who was lying on the ground not far away, pretending to be dead but actually eavesdropping.

"Old man, how much longer are you going to keep pretending?"

Bai Canglin coughed awkwardly twice and tried to get up, but it pulled at his wound, causing him to grimace in pain.

"Cough, cough... I've made a fool of myself before Saint Su..."

At this moment, he was in a miserable state, his left arm missing, and his aura as weak as a flickering candle in the wind.

Su Xuanchen walked over and flicked his finger.

A Medicinal Pill, emitting a rich medicinal fragrance and with a seven-colored glow swirling on its surface, floated in front of Bai Canglin.

"Lesser Creation Pill."

"Although it cannot grant you limb Rebirth, it is more than enough to save your miserable life and even allow your cultivation to progress further."

Bai Canglin looked at the Medicinal Pill, his eyes nearly popping out of his head.

A Seventh-Grade Saint Pill!

This was a legendary life-saving divine medicine that money couldn't buy!

"Thank... Thank you, Saint Su!"

He grabbed the Medicinal Pill with trembling hands and swallowed it in one gulp.

Boom!

The medicinal power dissolved, and a surge of majestic vitality instantly spread throughout his body.

His originally withered body began to regain its healthy color at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the wound at his severed arm quickly scabbed and healed.

Even the Bottleneck that had stuck him for hundreds of years showed signs of loosening.

"This... This is a miracle!"

Bai Canglin was so moved that he wept. If it weren't for his difficulty moving, he would have kowtowed to Su Xuanchen on the spot.

He had bet correctly!

This time, he had truly bet correctly!

Even if he lost an arm, even if the palace was destroyed, as long as he clung to this powerful figure, the Yunlan Dynasty would not fall!

Su Xuanchen ignored his gratitude.

He took out a transmission Jade Slip from the System space and crushed it casually.

"Su Jingyuan."

"Immediately bring three thousand death warriors and ten Elders to the Yunlan Capital."

"Assist the Bai family in rebuilding the imperial city and gathering the remaining members of the imperial family."

"Furthermore..."

He paused, his tone carrying a heart-chilling coldness.

"Tell those nearby dynasties that are starting to stir."

"The Yunlan Dynasty will henceforth be named Su."

"Whoever dares to reach out, I will chop off their hands."

Having done all this.

Su Xuanchen turned and pulled Bai Lingxi back into his arms.

"Let's go."

Bai Lingxi was startled and subconsciously asked, "Where to?"

"Back to Tianyan City?"

Su Xuanchen shook his head.

He looked up, his gaze piercing through layers of the Void Realm, looking towards the distant East.

There, nine sword peaks towered into the clouds.

"I haven't taken the betrothal gift yet, so how can we go home?"

He smiled grimly, killing intent boiling in his eyes.

"We're going to the Lingxiao Sword Sect."

"And while we're at it... we'll wipe them out."

As his voice fell.

He took a step forward.

Rumble!

A brilliant starlight path extended directly from the ruins of the Yunlan Capital, instantly crossing millions of miles and pointing straight at the mountain gate of the Lingxiao Sword Sect!

Su Xuanchen held Bai Lingxi and stepped onto the starlight path.

His figure, set against the starlight, appeared majestic and overbearing.

"Old dog Lingxiao."

"Have you prepared this seat's betrothal gift?"

...Eastern Region, Lingxiao Sword Sect.

As a sword Dao Holy Land with a Legacy of tens of thousands of years, the atmosphere today was exceptionally heavy.

The sect-protecting array was already fully activated, and countless Sword Cultivator Disciples were standing by.

Inside the Lingxiao Great Hall.

Sect Master Lingxiao was sitting cross-legged on the Cold Iron Throne, holding a Life Tablet that had just shattered.

That was the Life Tablet of the three Elders he had sent to the Yunlan Dynasty.

All shattered.

"Useless!"

He crushed the fragments of the Life Tablet into powder, his face so dark it could drip water.

"Three Quasi-Saints, and they failed to capture a little girl?"

"Could it be that that little brat Su Xuanchen took action?"

Just as he was filled with suspicion.

"Rumble—!!!"

An earth-shattering explosion suddenly erupted above the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

The entire sect and its nine sword peaks shook violently at this moment!

The light screen of the sect-protecting array seemed to be hit hard by an invisible giant hand, creating violent ripples and letting out an overburdened groan.

"What's going on?!"

"Enemy attack! There's an enemy attack!"

Countless Disciples looked up in panic.

Only to see above the firmament.

A vast and boundless star river cascaded down like a waterfall.

And at the end of that star river.

A figure wearing a starlight robe, accompanied by a beautiful young girl, stood proudly in the Void Realm like a God King descending to the world.

Overwhelming Saint Might, mixed with suffocating killing intent, flooded the entire Lingxiao Sword Sect like a tsunami!

"Old dog Lingxiao!"

"Get out here and face your death!!"

Su Xuanchen's voice, amplified by saintly power, exploded in the ears of every Lingxiao Sword Sect Disciple like Nine Heavens thunder!

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Disciples with low cultivation were instantly shaken until their seven orifices bled, and they fainted.

Inside the Lingxiao Great Hall.

Sect Master Lingxiao snapped his eyes open, and in a flash, he appeared above the hall.

He looked at the figure standing atop the star river, the jealousy and killing intent in his eyes instantly erupting.

"Su! Xuan! Chen!"

"You actually dare to come?!"

Su Xuanchen looked down at him from above, as if looking at a pig or dog waiting to be slaughtered.

"This seat said before."

"If you don't give it, I will take it myself."

"Today."

"The Lingxiao Sword Sect shall be destroyed!"

Before his voice even finished.

He slowly raised his right foot.

No nonsense.

He stepped down directly!

Boom!

A starlight giant foot, Ten Thousand Zhang in size, carrying the power to destroy heaven and earth, stomped down fiercely towards the Lingxiao Sword Sect below!

This step.

Not only would it crush the Lingxiao Sword Sect's array.

But it would also thoroughly trample the dignity of this so-called sword Dao Holy Land into the mud!

A battle far more shocking and tragic than the destruction of the Myriad Spirits Sect.

Above the mountain gate of the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

Thoroughly erupted!