178: Lingyun Pavilion, destroyed

Just as the two top Quasi-Emperors were clashing, another battle had already erupted.

"You three old fogeys, come at me together! It'll save this old man the trouble of killing you one by one," Lin Changfeng roared with laughter as he charged towards the three Quasi-Emperor Ancestors of Lingyun Pavilion. As his green robes billowed, nine towering tornadoes formed out of thin air.

These tornadoes were not ordinary; each was composed of countless tiny wind blades, emitting bone-chilling shrieks as they spun.

The other three Quasi-Emperors of Lingyun Pavilion were all weaker than Lin Changfeng. The strongest among them was only at the Quasi-Emperor Sixth Heaven, while the other two were at the Quasi-Emperor Third Heaven and Quasi-Emperor First Heaven, respectively.

"Arrogant!" Yan Yun Ancestor, the most hot-tempered of the three Lingyun Pavilion Ancestors, roared and conjured a crimson longsword.

The sword body ignited with raging flames, transforming into a massive fire python that lunged at Lin Changfeng.

When wind met fire, the wind should have fueled the flames. However, to everyone's shock, the fire python was torn to shreds the moment it touched the tornadoes!

Those wind blades contained the Law of Wind, and each possessed world-destroying power.

"Damn it..." Yan Yun Ancestor's eyes widened.

His Heaven-Burning Sword Art was renowned throughout the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty, yet it was so easily shattered by his opponent!

"Second Brother, watch out!" Cang Yun Ancestor suddenly shouted.

A swift and powerful wind blade had already targeted Yan Yun Ancestor.

Yan Yun Ancestor reacted in time upon hearing the warning, twisting his body, but the wind blade still struck him on the shoulder the next moment.

Tiny currents of air wrapped around the wind blade, frantically devouring his life force.

This attack was originally aimed at his neck. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough; otherwise, he would have either died or been severely wounded.

"Wind of Shadowlessness." Lin Changfeng's voice came from all directions, but his true body was nowhere to be seen.

"Form the Three Talents Array! That way we still have a chance to fight, otherwise we won't last long at all," the eldest, Xuan Yun Ancestor, urgently shouted.

The three Lingyun Pavilion Ancestors instantly formed the array, each conjuring their respective Natal Artifact.

Yan Yun Ancestor suppressed his injuries and plunged his Heaven-Burning Sword into the ground, causing pillars of fire to surge skyward; Cang Yun Ancestor tossed out a small blue banner, which unfurled into a surging river; Xuan Yun Ancestor, meanwhile, retrieved a tortoise shell, which grew with the wind, forming a protective barrier that enveloped the three of them.

Wind, fire, water, and earth—four elemental Laws fiercely collided in the heavens and earth.

Lin Changfeng's figure finally appeared. He stood at the top of the tallest tornado, looking down at the three struggling Ancestors below, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"Wind Domain, Myriad Swords Returning to One."

The nine tornadoes suddenly merged, forming a colossal azure greatsword that spanned the heavens and earth, surrounded by countless smaller azure swords.

The next moment, as the greatsword descended, countless smaller azure swords also shot out, and space was neatly sliced open like thin paper, revealing the dark void behind it.

"Boom—"

The Three Talents Array shattered instantly.

Yan Yun Ancestor's Heaven-Burning Sword broke in half, Cang Yun Ancestor's River Banner was torn to shreds, and Xuan Yun Ancestor's tortoise shell was directly reduced to dust.

The three Lingyun Pavilion Quasi-Emperors simultaneously spat blood and flew backward, their aura instantly plummeting to its lowest point. Before they could escape, they were submerged by countless azure wind swords.

They were slain on the spot!

"Ah, how boring, they're already dead," Lin Changfeng said dismissively, glancing at the three deceased Lingyun Pavilion Ancestors.

Then, he began to leisurely watch the Lin Family's battle from above the void.

"Uh, not bad, not bad. Although Tianhai and his generation are not as impressive as Lin Xuan and his generation, the weakest among them can still suppress two opponents at once."

"Hahaha, it's still the little brats of Lin Xuan's generation that are eye-catching. In such a short time, they've almost slaughtered their way through Lingyun Pavilion's younger generation..."

"Hiss—does Lin Xuan really have to be so fierce...? He's already gone to the Saint King battlefield and is wreaking havoc. He's even more reckless than this Ancestor was back then..."

"Uh??? Whose little brat is this? He's fighting one-on-one and hasn't even killed his opponent! He must have been lazy in his cultivation! No, when we get back, this Ancestor will definitely spank his butt."

...

Meanwhile, the Lin Family below had already stormed into Lingyun Pavilion.

"Disciples of the Spirit Medicine Hall, heed my command! Activate the Myriad Poisons Grand Array!" A white-haired Elder stood in front of the Spirit Medicine Hall, shouting loudly.

He was the master of Lingyun Pavilion's Spirit Medicine Hall, a Peak Saint King.

However, no sooner had he spoken than a golden light descended from the sky, directly piercing his glabella—it was Lin Tianyu's attack.

"Leave no one alive," Lin Tianyu ordered coldly.

...

On the Saint King battlefield, Lin Xuan's figure appeared and vanished, slaying a Lingyun Pavilion Saint King with each move.

"God Evasion!"

"No!!! Monster, you're a monster..."

Lin Xuan's longsword vibrated, and the blood on its blade instantly vanished.

"Young Master, kill slower, leave some for us!" A Lin Family Elder came to Lin Xuan's side, urgently pleading.

If Lin Xuan didn't hold back, they wouldn't have anyone left to kill...

They wanted to fight too!

"Ugh..." Lin Xuan looked a bit helpless. "Alright, then I'll leave these to you. I'll go check over there..."

"Alright! Young Master, we guarantee we'll cut them all down for you! Hehe, finally some kills to add to our tally..." The Elder immediately charged excitedly towards the nearest Lingyun Pavilion Saint King.

Lin Xuan surveyed the various battlefields and found that there was basically nothing left for him to do, so he looked towards the Saint Emperor Realm battlefield where Lin Tianhai and others were fighting.

Just as he was about to move,

The Lin Family Clan Elders on that side seemed to have a telepathic connection, immediately stopping him, "Young Master, no, absolutely don't come!"

"We can handle it, and how long has it been since we old men fought anyone? Our bones are almost rusty. Just let us stretch our muscles and bones."

Lin Xuan smiled helplessly and decided not to go over.

So he began to roam around the battlefield, intervening whenever a Lin Family member was in mortal danger.

But such situations were rare, simply because...

The battle was a complete one-sided slaughter.

At this moment, the Lingyun Pavilion Disciples despairingly discovered that their once-proud Cultivation Techniques and secret arts were vulnerable before the Lin Family's powerhouses.

Their attacks on the enemy's battle formation were like tickles, while a casual Sword Qi from the Lin Family could claim dozens of lives.

"Why... how could the Lin Family be this strong?!" A Lingyun Pavilion Elder cried out in defiance before his death.

Intelligence from three months ago indicated that the Lin Family was merely a Saint Clan, yet the power they now displayed could crush Lingyun Pavilion!

The Quasi-Emperor battlefield high in the sky was also nearing its end.

Although Lingyun Old Ancestor's Realm was slightly higher than Lin Changxue's, his strength was far inferior to hers. He was now completely suppressed.

Those seemingly gentle snowflakes were actually incredibly powerful; each one that landed on Lingyun Old Ancestor's body would drain a portion of his life force.

His proud "Cloud Illusion Myriad Bodies" secret art was easily broken... Lin Changxue, with a single thought, froze all the mist he used for his illusions.

"It's time to end this..." Lin Changxue suddenly spoke, her voice cold enough to freeze Souls.

"Ice and Snow Annihilation."

Lin Changxue softly uttered four words.

An ice-blue beam of light shot straight into the sky.

The next moment, an ice and snow vortex with a diameter of ten thousand li appeared above Lingyun Pavilion's main Peak. From within the vortex, a long spear, entirely condensed from ice crystals, emerged.

The moment the long spear fell, time seemed to stand still.

Lingyun Old Ancestor tried to dodge, but found his body already unable to move.

He could only watch helplessly as the spear, representing death, drew closer and closer...

"Pfft—"

The ice crystal long spear pierced through Lingyun Old Ancestor's chest, nailing him to the highest stone monument on the main Peak.

The spear body erupted with bone-chilling cold, instantly freezing this Quasi-Emperor Ninth Heaven powerhouse into an ice sculpture.

A gust of wind blew, and fine cracks appeared on the ice sculpture's surface, then with a "bang," it exploded into countless ice crystals.

With all the top-tier combatants fallen, Lingyun Pavilion's resistance completely collapsed.

The sounds of battle gradually subsided, replaced by intermittent pleas for mercy and screams.

But the Lin Family powerhouses showed no mercy, strictly enforcing the "leave no one alive" order.

As the sun set, the afterglow dyed Lingyun Pavilion's main Peak blood-red.

This once glorious cultivation Holy Land was now nothing but ruins and countless frozen corpses.

A cold wind blew, stirring up snowflakes, as if playing the final movement for this revenge.

Lingyun Pavilion, annihilated!

P.S.: Godfathers, today's chapter is here! (Good heavens, when will the author's chapters arrive, boo hoo!)