631: All...all dead, one man wipes out three generations

All eyes were fixed on the light screen about to appear above the small world, a mix of tension and anticipation.

Inside the small world.

Across the vast expanse, over two hundred figures spread out, Immortal Power surging, Dao Laws intertwining, forming an immense combined aura that sought to press down on Lin Yu, who stood alone in front.

The middle-aged student who had spoken earlier stepped forward again, his voice fierce but his courage lacking, and he shouted:

"Lin Yu! You're still playing tricks when death is at your doorstep! You..."

"Noisy."

Lin Yu finally spoke, his voice calm and unruffled, yet it instantly silenced all the commotion.

He didn't even bother to glance at the man, casually raising his right hand, two fingers together like a sword.

Buzz!

A long sword, condensed from pure Immortal Power and shimmering with chaotic light, instantly appeared in his hand.

There was no earth-shattering display, no elaborate or flashy opening move.

He simply, with a casual gesture, lightly slashed forward.

At the same time, an invisible and intangible, yet vast as the star sea and ancient as the primordial era, terrifying domain—the Immortal Sword Domain—silently enveloped the entire small world!

Within the Domain, Lin Yu was the master!

The sneers and viciousness on the faces of the several students who had been shouting the loudest and standing at the very front instantly froze.

Their pupils contracted sharply, as they only saw a subtle, almost imperceptible chaotic sword light that seemed to transcend the distances of space and time, silently sweeping past before their consciousness could even react.

There were no earth-shattering explosions, no tragic screams.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Like a gentle breeze extinguishing candlelight.

Those students, whose cultivation was at least at the peak Immortal Emperor level, disintegrated silently like sand sculptures, turning into the finest dust from head to toe, leaving not a single drop of blood or a trace of soul fragment, completely annihilated in the void.

It was as if they had never existed.

Instant kill!

A true, silent, overwhelming instant kill!

Most people didn't even see how Lin Yu made his move!

The entire small world instantly fell into a deathly silence.

The surging combined aura from earlier was as if a basin of ten-thousand-year-old profound ice water had been poured over them, instantly freezing and dissipating!

The ferocity and hope on the faces of all the old students vanished in an instant, replaced by incomprehensible horror and bone-deep chill!

Nervous?

No, what began to sprout now was fear!

"Im...impossible!"

Someone shrieked, their voice distorted by extreme terror.

"Form the array! Quickly form the array! The Myriad Heavens Star Battle Array we discussed, let's attack together!"

Someone yelled hoarsely, trying to organize effective resistance.

However, it was already too late.

Lin Yu moved.

He took a step, his figure seemingly merging into the void, yet also appearing in countless directions simultaneously.

The Immortal Sword in his hand swung casually, and with each slash, several students would silently vanish, like pencil marks erased by an eraser.

There was no fierce confrontation, no dazzling clash of Dao arts.

There was only a thorough, cold, and efficient—slaughter!

Screams finally began to erupt, but they often ceased abruptly after barely half a syllable.

Fear spread like a plague among the survivors.

They desperately urged their Immortal Power, summoned their magic treasures, and unleashed their strongest divine abilities, blasting towards that ghostly figure.

But all attacks, upon approaching a certain range around Lin Yu, were like clay oxen entering the sea, silently swallowed and disintegrated by the Immortal Sword Domain, unable to even stir a ripple.

Despair!

Deep despair began to envelop everyone!

They realized that their so-called alliance, their so-called numerical advantage, was nothing but a laughable joke in front of that man!

They couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes, yet every casual attack from him inevitably brought the arrival of death!

This was not a battle; it was a harvest!

"No! Lin Yu! I surrender! I withdraw! I accept the backlash of the Great Dao Oath! Spare my life!"

Someone completely broke down, kneeling and kowtowing frantically, tears and snot streaming down their face, begging for mercy.

However, the only response was an indifferent gaze and a fleeting sword light.

How could his cultivation points beg for mercy!

"Fight him! Self-destruct! Drag him down with us!"

Someone with a fierce personality, seeing no hope, went completely mad, surging all their Immortal Power towards Lin Yu, their body inflating like a balloon!

But just an instant before he could self-destruct, a sword light flashed, and the expanding Immortal Power instantly deflated like a punctured balloon, turning into ashes along with its owner.

Resisters, died.

Fugitives, died.

The entire small world transformed into a massive slaughterhouse.

And Lin Yu was the sole, indifferent executioner.

From beginning to end, his expression remained unchanged, and he didn't even use the Life Soul Chain or the God-Cultivation Intercommunication technique.

These weaklings weren't worthy.

Outside, on the viewing platform, there was a deathly silence.

What was displayed on the light screen was not the earth-shattering, protracted battle they had anticipated.

Instead, it was a naked, overwhelming, suffocatingly despairing slaughter!

Everyone's mouths hung open, their eyes vacant, their bodies chilling.

Especially Tang Yue and Gao Yunzhou, their faces were so grim they seemed about to drip water.

They knew Lin Yu was strong, but they hadn't expected him to be this strong!

This was a world of difference from the strength he displayed three years ago in his battle with Ye Chu!

"What...what exactly did he gain in the Dawn Tower...?"

Tang Yue murmured, her voice carrying a tremor she herself hadn't noticed.

Gao Yunzhou's eyes were deep, and he slowly said, "He has definitely begun to touch upon Immortality. The path to Immortality...is far more terrifying than we imagined. The Dao Academy...will never let him go."

He understood the Dao Academy very thoroughly.

He believed the Dao Academy's higher-ups would definitely use this to coerce Lin Yu into handing over the key to the path of Immortality, or at the very least, capture him to provide immortal nourishment for the top ten sequences above.

Just like those few people before, who were suppressed and plundered like pigs.

As they spoke, within the light screen, the last old student attempting to hide was also cut down by a sword light that inexplicably appeared from the void.

Inside the small world, silence returned.

Only Lin Yu remained, his white robes whiter than snow, spotless, standing silently in the void.

It was as if the astonishing massacre of over two hundred genius students just now had nothing to do with him.

Outside, after a few seconds of deathly silence, the viewing platform erupted in uncontrollable uproar and exclamations!

"All...all dead?!"

"Over two hundred people! Those were over two hundred Immortal Emperors! Just like that...gone?!"

"Monster! He's a monster!"

"One man wiping out three generations...Since the establishment of the Dao Academy, nothing like this has ever happened!"

Everyone felt a chill shoot from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, their gaze towards the figure in the light screen filled with awe, fear, and a hint of bewilderment.

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