87: If I don't retreat, what do you want to do?

“A Transmigrator?!!!”

Deep within the Sword Tomb, Lin Xun’s face instantly paled with shock upon hearing those words.

The astonishment surged like a raging tide in his heart.

So much so that the green bronze coffin trembled violently, and its lid creaked, as if it could crack at any moment.

He had never imagined that, besides himself, there was another Transmigrator in this world.

Moreover, the other party seemed to know his background intimately, even going so far as to descend to the lower realm personally to take his life.

Yet, he had never had any conflict with the other party from beginning to end!

Could it be that in this cultivation world, even living a low-key life was not allowed?

Although the other party was claiming to be here to “bring warmth” at this moment.

However, the chaotic, almost destroyed Qingyun Sect before him already explained everything.

The other party’s identity was unfathomable, and his strength was even more immeasurable.

With just a glance, he could discern the truth from the eight clones that were indistinguishable from his main body.

Clearly, the other party had ill intentions!

Thinking of this, the unease in Lin Xun’s heart grew like a snowball.

At the same time, he also clearly understood that continuing to hide deep within the Sword Tomb was meaningless.

Because just as Xuan Tianchen spoke.

The other party’s powerful aura, like a vast ocean, had already firmly locked onto his main body.

As soon as the clones were destroyed, it would be his turn next.

Since that was the case, it would be better to go out and face him directly now.

As Lin Xun’s thought moved, the ancient patterns on the green bronze coffin suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light.

The light was so intense that it was almost impossible to look at directly.

The powerful formations that covered the four sides of the secret chamber, originally indestructible, shattered with a roar at this instant, turning into countless fragments scattering in all directions.

In an instant, it caused a violent, earthquake-like tremor deep within the Qingyun Sect’s Sword Tomb.

Just as the secret chamber was about to collapse and debris fell, the green bronze coffin shot out like a swift streak of light.

Then, accompanied by a deafening whooshing sound that echoed through the air, “Boom…!!!”

The green bronze coffin arrived in an instant and slowly floated upright before the eight clones.

“Since Your Excellency knows my origins, you should also know that I have no enmity with Your Excellency, nor do I wish to form any. Why are you being so overbearing?”

Under everyone’s expectant and tense gazes, the lid of the green bronze coffin slowly opened.

Immediately after, Lin Xun’s true body, bathed in golden light, stepped out from within, then stood tall and straight before the several clones.

“Everyone, look, it’s really Senior Brother!”

“I didn’t expect Senior Brother to be a powerhouse of this level!”

“Senior Brother, this person almost destroyed our Qingyun Sect just now. Beat him up directly.”

…The disciples of the Qingyun Sect looked at Lin Xun and his several clones, and their faces, which had been ashen and utterly despairing, suddenly rekindled with a spark of hope.

Even the high-ranking members of the Qingyun Sect now placed their last hope on Lin Xun.

Lei Yunhe, as the Sect Master of Qingyun Sect, dragged his heavily injured, battered, and tottering body, slowly and with difficulty, stood up from the ruins.

Then, he quickly and respectfully said to Lin Xun, “Senior Lin Xun, for the sake of our years of camaraderie, please lend a hand and save the Qingyun Sect.”

The cultivation world has always respected cultivation and strength. In the past, Lin Xun was merely a Core Disciple of the Golden Core Realm in everyone’s eyes.

But now, the true strength he displayed had far exceeded the peak that Qingyun Continent could reach.

Even Lei Yunhe, a Sect Master who had cultivated for thousands of years, could only respectfully address Lin Xun as Senior.

However, Lin Xun, standing high in the sky, felt a sense of awkwardness upon hearing this.

After all, suddenly being called Senior by an elder thousands of years older than himself, as a Transmigrator, he naturally felt a bit uncomfortable.

After all, he was once a good young man in society who respected the old and loved the young in his original world.

Lin Xun turned his head and said to Lei Yunhe and the people of Qingyun Sect with a calm expression yet firm tone:

“Sect Master and all my fellow disciples, rest assured, Lin Xun remembers all the kindness of the Qingyun Sect over the years. Today, Lin Xun will do his utmost to protect the Qingyun Sect!”

Lin Xun’s words came from the bottom of his heart, without a hint of falsehood.

After all these years, the people of Qingyun Sect had indeed treated him quite well.

Even though he cultivated for several hundred years to enter the Golden Core Realm in order to act low-key, Qingyun Sect never mistreated him because of it.

Most importantly, as a Transmigrator, he felt the warmth and inclusivity of a home in this Qingyun Sect.

Therefore, no matter what, even if it meant paying with his life, he would desperately protect the Qingyun Sect today.

Lin Xun, having turned his head, stared intently at the other party, not daring to show the slightest carelessness or oversight in his gaze.

However, Xuan Tianchen looked at this scene and couldn’t help but laugh mockingly: “I said I was just here to bring warmth, why are you so unfriendly, young man?!”

“There’s no need to bring warmth. If Your Excellency retreats now, Lin will be eternally grateful!”

Lin Xun remained cautious, his nerves taut throughout his body, not daring to relax in the slightest.

“If This Imperial Son does not retreat, what do you intend to do?”

Seeing that he couldn’t fool Lin Xun, a cold, icy glint flashed in Xuan Tianchen’s eyes.

Upon seeing this, Lin Xun’s gaze became even more resolute, and he said without hesitation, “Then Lin can only fight Your Excellency to the death!”

“How boring. The last Transmigrator who spoke to me like that, the grass on his grave is already sky-high now!”

Xuan Tianchen couldn’t help but shake his head and sigh, his face full of disdain and contempt.

But then, he suddenly smiled coldly, his smile filled with cruelty and killing intent: “World in the Palm, suppress and kill!!!”

Xuan Tianchen slowly raised his palm. The palm seemed slow, yet it seemed to contain endless profound mysteries.

Then, he suddenly pressed down with his palm.

This palm contained the vast and boundless power of an Immortal Emperor, as if encompassing the entire universe within it.

“This power… is the might of an Immortal Emperor?!!!”

Lin Xun looked at the giant hand that blotted out the sky, descending with world-ending power, his eyes filled with extreme horror.

With only the cultivation of the Immortal King Realm, he was now under that terrifying and unparalleled aura of pressure.

Let alone resisting, he couldn’t even move a muscle.

As for the people of Qingyun Sect, they were all instantly annihilated, not even leaving behind a burial ground.

“You, person from the Heavens, you are too much!!!”

Watching the people of Qingyun Sect perish instantly before his eyes, Lin Xun immediately let out an extremely furious roar.

Immediately, without the slightest hesitation.

Lin Xun and his clones simultaneously channeled the Great Dream Zhou Tian with all their soul power.

“Cycle of Heaven Dream Domain, rise!”

Lin Xun used this move almost without reservation, pouring all his strength into it.

He only hoped to use this to trap Xuan Tianchen for a moment, and then seize the opportunity to break through this powerful and despair-inducing Immortal Emperor pressure.

In just a moment, Xuan Tianchen was pulled into the dream by the Cycle of Heaven Dream Domain.

What then entered his vision was a vast, boundless sea of corpses and blood.

Suddenly, the blood sea, which had been as still as dead water, violently boiled.

Immediately after, familiar figures slowly crawled out from the sea of blood.

Upon closer inspection, they were all powerhouses who had died at Xuan Tianchen’s hands over the years.

The highest cultivated among them had actually reached the Quasi-Emperor Realm!!!

“Give me back my life, give me back my life…”

They kept screaming these four words piteously, their voices seemingly from the Nine Netherworld Hells, filled with endless resentment and unwillingness.

At the same time, wisps of soaring malevolent energy continuously emanated from their bodies.

Clearly, they had all died extremely tragically, suffering immense torment.

Upon seeing Xuan Tianchen’s figure, they all suddenly fell into a frenzy.

They all charged madly at Xuan Tianchen with terrifying and unparalleled killing moves, the scene like the sky falling and the earth collapsing, the apocalypse descending!

However, when this scene fell into Xuan Tianchen’s eyes, he merely curled his lips slightly and smiled indifferently.

“When you were alive, you still died at This Imperial Son’s hands. How much trouble can you stir up in a dream now? Disperse for This Imperial Son!”

With Xuan Tianchen’s furious roar, the countless cultivators who had charged to kill instantly vanished without a trace.

And the endless sea of corpses and blood before him also shattered like a fragile mirror at this moment.

Thus, Lin Xun’s Cycle of Heaven Dream Domain, which he had always been so proud of, crumbled at a touch before Xuan Tianchen!