Chapter 55 Lin Yue's Fury

Lin Yue and Ling Wei jumped onto the talisman boat and flew toward the Sect once again.

Just then, the transmission talisman at Lin Yue's waist glowed—Return immediately! Xuan Chenzi is leading a crowd to attack the East Mountain Medicine Garden under the pretext of capturing a demoness from Baicao Valley. The situation is critical!

"Damn it!" Lin Yue was furious.

The East Mountain Medicine Garden was his Foundation and the sanctuary for A He and the others. Xuan Chenzi actually dared to strike while he was away, using Luo Ningshuang's background as an excuse. This was clearly at Elder Wu's instigation!

Seeing this, Ling Wei pushed the talisman boat to its limit. The vessel turned into a streak of light, racing toward the Qingyun Sect!

Surprisingly, just as they were about to reach the mountain gate, the clouds ahead suddenly surged. A figure in gray robes emerged treading a sword, blocking their path.

"You want to return to the Qingyun Sect? You'll have to get past me first!" The gray-robed Cultivator sneered. With a wave of his hand, he manifested "Thick Earth Art: Mountain Splitter." Several zhang-sized azure gold stones fell from the clouds, crashing toward them.

Killing intent surged in Lin Yue's eyes. Just as he was about to activate his prajna divine armor, Ling Wei stopped him. "Senior Brother! Return to the Medicine Garden quickly! I'll hold them off here!" With a flick of her fingers, the dark gold talisman soldier transformed into a Golden Armored War God, its golden spear shadow shattering the azure gold stones.

"Junior Sister, be careful." Lin Yue knew it was no time for hesitation. Taking one last look at Ling Wei's figure as she engaged the gray-robed Cultivator, he turned into a silver light and sped toward the East Mountain Medicine Garden.

When Lin Yue landed at the Medicine Garden's gate, the pungent smell of blood and the scent of crushed spiritual plants hit him.

The once-neat spiritual fields were trampled into a mess, with green seedlings flattened. The protective formation of the core Medicine Garden was covered in spiderweb cracks, its pale green spiritual light flickering precariously.

In the center, Su Qingyuan knelt on one knee, leaning on her crimson flame skyfall sword. Blood seeped from the corner of her mouth, and her once-clear phoenix eyes were now bloodshot—clearly a backlash from forcibly pushing her Sword Intent.

Luo Ningshuang leaned against the spiritual spring, her hand clutching her chest. A faint green aura from poisoned silver needles still lingered on her fingertips. Her Meridians hadn't fully recovered yet, and her face was now as pale as paper; she couldn't even stand steadily.

A He stood protectively in front of Luo Ningshuang. The spiritual light of her green vines was so weak it was almost invisible. Her arms bore black burn marks from earth-type spells, yet she still stood her ground firmly.

Meanwhile, Xuan Chenzi was stepping on the flattened spiritual plants, playing with a longsword that glowed with an eerie light. The blade was covered in "Xuantian Spirit Runes"—it was the high-grade Magical Artifact bestowed by Elder Wu, the xuantian sword.

Looking at the three battered women, he laughed arrogantly. "You three demonesses still dare to resist? Once I kill you and burn this Medicine Garden to the ground, let's see what's left for that old geezer when he returns!"

"You dare!" Su Qingyuan snapped her head up and bit her tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto her blade. The Green Fire Sword Intent that had just flickered out condensed once more!

"Refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit!" Xuan Chenzi's eyes flashed with cruelty. "Today, I shall use your blood to sacrifice to my xuantian sword!" As he spoke, he gathered spiritual power. The xuantian sword emitted a piercing hum, and a dark Sword Gang condensed at the tip, lunging straight for Su Qingyuan's face with a sharp, air-tearing sound.

Seeing the Sword Gang approaching, A He forced out all the remaining wood-element spiritual power in her Dantian, manifesting several arm-thick dark green vines to entwine it. Luo Ningshuang watched the dark Sword Gang and suddenly threw out dozens of silver needles as fine as cow hair, glowing with an eerie green light. Su Qingyuan held her sword horizontally before her, green fire spreading along the blade, intertwining with A He's vines and Luo Ningshuang's toxic needles to form a three-colored shield.

The moment the dark Sword Gang struck the three-colored shield, the air seemed to tear, letting out a piercing shriek.

The green fire was the first to dissipate. Su Qingyuan was blown backward, crashing heavily against the stone railing of the medicine patch, spitting blood onto the bluestone floor.

A He's vines snapped inch by inch under the Sword Gang. Fragments of dark green vines mixed with droplets of her blood flew everywhere. She felt as if she were being crushed by an invisible hand; she spat out blood and collapsed to the ground.

Luo Ningshuang's toxic needles instantly turned to ash before the Sword Gang. She groaned as the poison in her Meridians began to backfire due to the dissipation of her spiritual power.

Xuan Chenzi looked at the three helpless women on the ground and burst into wild laughter. "I told you, you're refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit. Now, what right do you have to stop me?" He stepped on the herbs near A He, crushing the already flattened green seedlings even further. His eyes full of cruel triumph, he swung down another bolt of Sword Gang.

"Stop!"

A furious shout rang out like a clap of thunder. Lin Yue's figure shot out from the mountain gate like an arrow. The prajna divine armor instantly glowed with a pale golden light. The mark on his chest resonated with the spiritual power in his Dantian, and the Ten Thousand Jun Force surged through his body.

He leaped into the center, shielding the three women. Gathering a wisp of Green Fire Sword Intent in his right hand, he forcibly caught Xuan Chenzi's Sword Gang.

*Bang!*

The Sword Gang slammed into the prajna divine armor and was instantly absorbed by the golden light, turning into wisps of pale gold spiritual power that fed back into Lin Yue.

Xuan Chenzi's pupils shrank at the sight. "Lin Yue? You actually returned! Fine, it saves me the trouble of finding you!" He raised the xuantian sword, its eerie glow intensifying. "This is a high-grade Magical Artifact bestowed by Elder Wu. Today, I'll use it to slay you and take your head to claim the reward!"

Before his voice had even faded, Xuan Chenzi leaped up and swung the xuantian sword. The Sword Gang transformed into a massive black blade, crushing all the surrounding spiritual plants.

The moment the massive black blade struck down, the air seemed to be sucked dry. The spiritual mist in the Medicine Garden was shredded by the Sword Gang, and even the flow of the spiritual spring was forced backward.

A cruel smile played on Xuan Chenzi's face. He could already see Lin Yue being split in two by the Sword Gang. This xuantian sword was a high-grade Magical Artifact personally refined by Elder Wu. The Sword Gang was wrapped in "Xuantian Spirit-Eroding Runes," which could easily corrode a Cultivator's spiritual power. Even the protective light of an Early Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator couldn't stop it, let alone the Physical Body of a Qi Refinement Stage Cultivator!

But in the next second, his smile froze.

The prajna divine armor on Lin Yue's chest suddenly erupted with brilliant golden light. The pale gold patterns seemed to come alive, flowing along the gaps in the armor and condensing into a translucent light shield at the chest mark.

The moment the light shield touched the massive black blade, it let out a soft "hum." The bone-corroding black energy within the Sword Gang was instantly absorbed by the light shield, turning into wisps of pale gold spiritual power that entered Lin Yue's Dantian along the armor's patterns.

"How is this possible?!" Xuan Chenzi's pupils shrank. He suddenly increased his spiritual power output, and the xuantian sword's eerie glow grew even brighter as the Sword Gang became heavier. "This broken armor can actually absorb my Sword Gang?"

Lin Yue's arms trembled slightly as if under immense pressure.

The massive force transmitted from the armor made the webbing between his thumb and forefinger go numb, but he didn't back down. The Wanjun Overlord Body within him was already thundering, discharging all the terrifying pressure into the ground beneath his feet.

With a "crack," the bluestone slab beneath his feet split open, spreading out like a spiderweb.