188: Fierce battle!

Lin Beixuan's roar echoed through the canyon, his golden battle robe fluttering without wind, rustling loudly.

He took a step forward, the rocks beneath his feet cracking inch by inch, and the King Realm triple pressure spread outwards like a tide.

Mo Tianxiao's pupils constricted, the cracks on his folding fan slowly repairing, just like his wavering confidence, which now became firm again.

"Hahaha, I thought it was some peerless Prodigy, but it turns out to be just two pieces of trash at the King Realm triple stage."

The lackeys on both sides of the canyon also scoffed, "Hahaha, merely King Realm triple heaven, not even as good as me. How dare they speak so wildly in front of Saint Tianxiao? They're truly courting death!"

"Exactly. It seems the previous attack must have been a trump card bestowed by their elders, otherwise, how could mere King Realm triple heaven cultivators repel the Saint and them?"

"Absolutely no doubt."

...

Lin Ziye struggled to lift his head, his silver-white hair matted to his face with blood, but a smile played on his lips: "I... caused you trouble..."

Lin Yuan's figure flickered, and he was already beside Lin Ziye.

He crouched down, his dark longsword stuck in the ground, his left hand pressed against Lin Ziye's back, and a pure spiritual energy flowed into his body.

Lin Ziye immediately felt the burning pain in his Meridians lessen slightly.

"Don't speak, heal first." Lin Yuan's voice was cold as ice, yet it made Lin Ziye feel incredibly at ease.

Lin Beixuan strode forward, with each step, his Aura climbed a notch.

His gaze was like lightning, sweeping over the three major factions: "Whether it's wild talk or not, you'll know once you try."

"Who wants to be the first to die?"

Xuan Wuji struggled out of a hollow in the cliff, his chest wound gruesome.

He spat out a mouthful of blood foam, grinning menacingly: "Arrogant! Mere King Realm triple, this Saint will send you all on your way today!"

Before his words faded, he fiercely bit the tip of his tongue, spraying a mouthful of vital blood onto the blood sword.

The crimson longsword immediately emitted a piercing hum, and dense, eerie Talisman appeared on the sword's body, as a nauseatingly thick scent of blood spread out.

"Blood Fiend Soul Devour!" Xuan Wuji roared, and the blood sword flew from his hand, transforming into a thirty-foot long blood python in the air, opening its gaping maw and lunging at Lin Beixuan.

Lin Beixuan snorted coldly, raised his right hand, his index and middle fingers together, and pointed into the air: "Heavenly Origin Finger!"

A golden giant finger, even more solid than before, appeared out of thin air, ancient and mysterious Talisman entwined around its knuckles, meeting the blood python with the might to suppress heaven and earth.

"Boom!"

Gold and crimson collided in mid-air, erupting in a deafening roar.

Energy ripples spread out, cracking the rocks on both sides of the canyon, and shattered stones rained down.

The blood python let out a mournful shriek, being crushed inch by inch by the golden giant finger.

Xuan Wuji's face changed drastically, and he quickly formed hand seals, attempting to recall the blood sword, but saw a cold sneer on Lin Beixuan's lips.

"Break!"

The golden giant finger suddenly glowed brightly, and as the Talisman flowed, the blood python completely disintegrated, returning to a blood sword. However, the sword's body was now covered in cracks, and with a crisp snap, it broke into several pieces and fell to the ground.

"Pfft—" Xuan Wuji was struck as if by lightning, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, his Aura instantly wilting.

His Lifebound Treasure destroyed, he suffered a severe backlash.

"What, a dignified Saint, with only this much strength? Doesn't seem like much." Lin Beixuan sneered.

Seeing this, Mo Tianxiao's face turned ashen.

He suddenly unfurled his folding fan, golden Talisman wildly swirling on its surface: "Attack together! Don't give them a chance to breathe!"

Bing Li'er had long been poised for action, and hearing this, she immediately formed hand seals: "Extreme Ice Domain!"

Centered on her, pale cold Qi rapidly spread, a thick layer of ice condensed on the ground, and the moisture in the air instantly turned into countless ice crystals.

The temperature plummeted, making even breathing difficult.

Lin Yuan slowly rose, the dark longsword trembling slightly in his hand, emitting a faint hum.

Without turning his head, he said to Lin Ziye: "Leave the rest to us."

Before his words finished, his figure had already vanished from his original spot.

"Be careful! His speed—" Bing Li'er's exclamation was cut short as a dark sword light arrived before her eyes.

She hastily condensed an ice shield to block, but saw the sword light suddenly change direction, attacking from the side.

"Hiss!" The sword's edge sliced, and a blood flower bloomed on Bing Li'er's left shoulder.

She grunted, retreating rapidly, while simultaneously waving both hands, dozens of ice cones shot out in all directions.

Lin Yuan's figure moved like a ghost through the ice cones, each flash accompanied by a sharp sword light.

Bing Li'er was forced to constantly retreat, acquiring several more wounds on her body.

"Damn it! They're only King Realm triple heaven, how can they be so strong?" Seeing this, Mo Tianxiao waved his folding fan, and twelve golden Talisman flew out, turning into chains that wrapped around Lin Yuan.

However, the golden light was intercepted midway by a golden palm print.

"Your opponent is me." Lin Beixuan had arrived before Mo Tianxiao at some unknown point, golden light swirling on his fist, aiming directly for his face.

Mo Tianxiao hastily used his folding fan to block, but heard a "crack" sound, the fan's ribs broke, and he himself was blasted back over ten zhang by this punch, crashing heavily against the rock wall.

"Pfft!" Mo Tianxiao spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with horror.

He was an eighth-stage King Realm Cultivator, yet he was injured by a single punch from someone in the third Realm!

"Who exactly are you?!" Mo Tianxiao roared, while secretly crushing a jade Talisman.

A hidden fluctuation transmitted into the distance.

Lin Beixuan sneered: "A dying man, why ask so many questions."

He formed hand seals, golden light burst forth around him, and a golden phantom vaguely appeared behind him, majestic as a Heavenly God.

"Great Sun Burning Heaven Palm!"

A giant golden palm condensed out of thin air, its palm lines clearly visible, striking towards Mo Tianxiao with the terrifying high temperature that could incinerate all directions.

Mo Tianxiao's face changed drastically, and he hastily pulled out an ancient bronze mirror from his懷: "Nine Revolutions Golden Talisman Formation!"

The bronze mirror glowed brightly, and nine golden Talisman flew out, forming a complex Formation in the air.

The golden palm struck the Talisman Formation, erupting in dazzling light, and energy turbulence swept through the entire canyon.

When the light dispersed, Mo Tianxiao, though blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, had successfully blocked the attack.

He grinned menacingly, still talking tough: "You have some skill, but it's not enough!"

He bit his finger and drew an eerie symbol on the bronze mirror: "Golden Talisman transforms into sword, slash!"

The nine golden Talisman suddenly underwent Fusion, transforming into a nine-meter long golden giant sword, striking towards Lin Beixuan with unparalleled sharpness.

Lin Beixuan did not dodge or evade, pressing his hands together, muttering incantations.

Just as the golden sword was about to reach him, he suddenly opened his eyes, golden flames seemingly dancing in his pupils: "Indestructible Vajra Body!"

This was the Body Refining Divine Ability he Cultivated, with extremely strong defense.

"Clang!"

The golden sword struck Lin Beixuan, emitting the sound of clashing metal, but it could not break through his defense.

Mo Tianxiao was dumbfounded, watching this scene in disbelief.

"My turn." Lin Beixuan grabbed the golden sword, and with a squeeze, the golden sword shattered inch by inch.

His figure flickered, and he was already in front of Mo Tianxiao, punching him in the chest.

Mo Tianxiao hastily used the bronze mirror to block, but heard a "bang" sound, the mirror was dented by the punch, and he himself was sent flying backward again, collapsing a section of the rock wall.