51: Playful Kill

"Shen Lian, you actually dare to appear before me!"

The moment she saw Shen Lian appear, Old Ancestor Tianyu lost her last shred of sanity.

The perfectly fine Heavenly Feather Sect had been destroyed by his hands in just a few short days.

She had thought this thing, merely a stepping stone for Ye Fan, was already under her control.

Who would have thought that such a reversal would occur in the end.

This resentment spread through her body like a plague, and the thought of killing Shen Lian completely occupied her already somewhat shriveled brain.

Shen Lian completely ignored Old Ancestor Tianyu's threat, gently waving his Folding Fan as he said unhurriedly:

"Watching a stray dog flee in such a pathetic state is truly unprecedentedly pleasing to the eye. To repay you for everything you have done to me over these past few hundred years, I have specially set aside precious time to see you off on your final journey."

Old Ancestor Tianyu's cheeks twitched uncontrollably: "What else do you want?"

"What do I want? Old Wall Lamp, did you think this matter would just end like this?"

The smile on Shen Lian's face vanished abruptly, and the Folding Fan in his hand snapped shut.

Then, he slowly extended one finger.

"Let me tell you, unless the Heavenly Feather Sect is completely exterminated, this matter will never end. You still want to relocate the sect and make a comeback? Then the next relocation point will be Hell!"

Old Ancestor Tianyu widened her eyes, almost gritting her teeth as she shouted a few words: "Tianyu Sword Formation, defend against the enemy!"

As soon as the words fell, three hundred sword-wielding Disciples immediately rose into the air, flying above Shen Lian's head.

"Sword Formation, activate!"

Three hundred Spirit Swords simultaneously rose from behind the Tianyu Disciples and fell into their hands.

In an instant, a surging Qi formed between heaven and earth, interweaving into a sword net that layered over and completely enveloped all the Heavenly Feather Sect Disciples.

Shen Lian watched coldly the entire time as the Heavenly Feather Sect set up the sword formation, without the slightest intention of interfering.

If he had chosen to strike earlier, this sword formation would never have been successfully activated.

What he wanted was to completely crush this group of ants who had bullied him in the past, both physically and mentally.

"Shen Lian, do you still remember this formation?"

Seeing that the formation was complete, Old Ancestor Tianyu revealed a smug expression.

"This formation can withstand a full-strength attack from anyone below the Seventh Grade of the Tribulation Crossing Realm, and at the same time, it can erupt with the power of the Early Stage of the Hunyuan Realm. With your current cultivation, how will you break it!"

Shen Lian curled his lips: "A mere sword formation makes you think you can be so arrogant?"

"Then I can only say that your vision is despairingly narrow."

Old Ancestor Tianyu put away her smile, her face instantly turning livid: "Still daring to boast when death is at your doorstep? Fine, today, I will let you die under the sword formation you personally wove."

After saying this, she raised her hand and shouted: "All Disciples, listen to my order: slay the evil and eliminate the demon!"

"Yes!"

The three hundred Disciples setting up the formation responded in unison, and all their Spiritual Qi focused on one point of the sword formation.

Clang~

The next second, the sword formation opened for an instant, and a cold sword, fully a hundred zhang in size, struck directly toward Shen Lian.

"Such petty tricks, and you dare to show them off in front of Shen Lian? Let this move be exchanged for the despairing expressions on your faces before you die!"

After speaking, Shen Lian stomped his foot.

In an instant, the earth shook and the mountains swayed.

A power of Dao Rhyme that shook the heavens and the earth radiated from Shen Lian's body.

"This power..."

Feeling the ground slowly cracking, an ominous premonition instantly shrouded Old Ancestor Tianyu's head.

"Hmph~"

Hearing only a deep shout, the iron fan in Shen Lian's hand suddenly scattered into pieces, turning into countless short swords that charged directly toward the sword formation.

With a clang, the Qi sword shot from the sword formation instantly shattered under the sweep of the scattered fan bones.

At the same time, the momentum of the swords did not diminish, and the scattered fan bones crashed directly into the sword net.

Boom~

An earth-shattering explosion rang out, and yellow sand flew into the sky above the empty valley.

When the dust settled, the scattered iron fan returned to Shen Lian's hand, completely undamaged.

Hiss—

As the wind blew, the three hundred Disciples who had set up the formation gradually turned into dust and sand, dissipating between heaven and earth.

The few people who saw this scene were instantly dumbfounded.

The Tianyu Sword Formation that the Heavenly Feather Sect took such pride in could not even withstand a single sword strike from Shen Lian?

"What kind of sword technique is this?"

"Hahaha, Old Wall Lamp, don't you find this move very familiar? Do you still remember the Tianyu Thirteen Swords?"

"Impossible!" Old Ancestor Tianyu shook her head violently, "This is not the Tianyu Thirteen Swords; this move is not in it."

Shen Lian laughed playfully: "The Tianyu Thirteen Swords were originally improved by me. Now that I have created the Fourteenth Sword, is that so strange?"

"Pfft~"

Hearing this, Old Ancestor Tianyu was immediately overcome with rage and spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

She had not expected that this wicked Disciple had actually kept a trick up his sleeve. She had thought that the Tianyu Thirteen Swords he improved were enough to rival Earth Rank Cultivation Techniques, and that creating the even more powerful Tianyu Sword Formation based on this sword technique was his limit.

But she never imagined that Shen Lian could actually comprehend a Fourteenth Sword from these thirteen swords! And he had been hiding his strength all along without saying anything?

A miscalculation, a huge miscalculation. It seems she had still underestimated him too much.

"Old Wall Lamp, how are you feeling right now? Are you very unhappy?"

"Unhappy? That's right, because from now until you die, this feeling of unhappiness will always accompany you. Today, I'll let you get used to this feeling of impotent rage in advance. Don't worry, from now on, I will slowly torture you until your Heavenly Feather Sect is completely destroyed."

"Hahaha~"

Amidst the vibrating laughter, Shen Lian summoned the Nether Chariot and left the scene directly.

"Shen Lian!"

"Ah~~~"

Watching the figure of the carriage speeding away, Old Ancestor Tianyu let out a ghostly, shrill scream.

She was completely broken.

"Where is Su Yuheng! Where is she! Contact her for me!"

"Yes, Old Ancestor, this Disciple will contact Third Senior Sister right away."

The Disciple immediately took out the sound transmission stone and began to contact Su Yuheng.

The result, however, was that they could not make contact at all.

"Old Ancestor, we cannot contact Third Senior Sister!"

"This useless thing who can't accomplish anything but ruins everything, she's making me so angry!"

Old Ancestor Tianyu was trembling with anger, clutching her chest and panting continuously.

At this moment, she felt her cultivation beginning to drop again.

After trying hard to calm her mood, she looked at the remaining thousand or so Disciples around her and began to give orders.

"Tianyuan City is not far ahead. Let's stay there for the time being today. Save some Spiritual Qi and stop flying; just quicken our pace and travel on foot."

"Yes."

After saying this, she glanced at Ye Fan, who was lying on a stretcher in the crowd, and her eyes involuntarily filled with hope again.

"Faner is protected by the Luck of the Heavenly Dao. As long as Faner is safe, everything will get better. It definitely will."

...

By evening, Old Ancestor Tianyu and her group finally arrived at Tianyuan City.

Just as they found a cultivation inn and intended to stay there for the time being.

Clatter, clatter~

The crisp sound of horse hooves echoed in their ears once again.

"Whoa~"

Accompanying a sudden, urgent whinny of a horse, Old Ancestor Tianyu and the other Disciples all turned their heads to look.

Upon seeing this, their eyes were instantly filled with terror.

They saw Shen Lian, again gently waving his Folding Fan, walking toward the inn with a cold expression.

When he arrived at the entrance of the inn, Shen Lian pointed his Folding Fan at Old Ancestor Tianyu: "Old Wall Lamp, why are you only arriving now? I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

"Little Beast! What do you want to do again?"

Seeing this arrogant face of Shen Lian, Old Ancestor Tianyu was so angry that her face could be said to be distorted beyond recognition.

Shen Lian, however, stood with one hand behind his back: "The cost of a cultivation inn is not low. I came here naturally to save you the accommodation fees. If you are sensible, hurry up and hand over one hundred Heavenly Feather Sect Disciples for me to kill. Otherwise, if I have to choose them myself, I'm afraid it won't just be these one hundred people. Hahahaha."

Old Ancestor Tianyu and the other Disciples were dumbfounded; they never expected Shen Lian to have become so deranged.

The innkeeper and the waiter inside, as well as the other guests staying there, saw this scene and immediately hid or ran away.

They did not want to be unnecessarily implicated.

"I will kill you!"

Old Ancestor Tianyu was driven mad and immediately used her cultivation, wanting to blast Shen Lian to death.

But as soon as she circulated her Qi, she felt as if hundreds of thousands of needles began to dance wildly inside her body, piercing her meridians...

"Pfft—"

A mouthful of blood was immediately spat out from Old Ancestor Tianyu's mouth, and she herself, caught off guard, fell directly to her knees on the ground.