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Lin Xiaotian felt the terrifying voice and immediately rose to his feet. He dashed out of the main hall and turned his gaze beyond the mountain gate of the Demon Sword Sect.

There, a man slowly floated in midair, clad in snow-white robes, a faint smile gracing his lips, exuding the ethereal aura of a banished immortal detached from the mortal world.

Behind him followed a young boy, also dressed in white, young in years yet radiating a sharp and piercing coldness.

“Who dares wreak havoc in my Demon Sword Sect? Are you courting death?” Lin Xiaotian narrowed his eyes and spoke coldly.

For some reason, he sensed danger emanating from the man before him. This was undoubtedly a formidable adversary.

“Weren’t you just threatening to tear me limb from limb, to flay and dismember me?”

“Now that I’ve come, are you afraid?” Li Tianyuan looked up at Lin Xiaotian, a smile still playing on his lips.

“Hmm?”

Hearing Li Tianyuan’s words, Lin Xiaotian’s expression instantly darkened, a wild murderous aura erupting from him.

“Could it be you who killed Elder Wu? You’ve spoiled my plans!”

“That’s right, it was me,” Li Tianyuan replied calmly.

“Excellent! You refuse the path to heaven and break into hell’s gate. Since you’ve come knocking, don’t expect to leave alive!” Lin Xiaotian roared with fury, his voice laced with venomous laughter.

He had been planning to personally strike Lin’an City and annihilate the entire Ye family, yet now the opponent had come to him directly!

Though uncertain of the man’s true power or how he had slain Elder Wu, this was the Demon Sword Sect’s stronghold, protected by formidable sect arrays, and he was utterly confident.

With a command, the sect’s elite warriors guarding every corner soared into the sky to activate the sect’s protective formation.

“Heh, are you sure you want to make a move?” Li Tianyuan raised an eyebrow, his tone tinged with mockery. “If I dared come here, surely you fear my background and want to avoid trouble?”

He wanted to see if the other recognized the situation. If sensible, he would hand over the Ye family’s treasures willingly, and he might spare them.

But Lin Xiaotian only snorted coldly.

“Hmph, no matter who you are, if you kill an elder of my Demon Sword Sect, even if you have divine backing, today you must die!”

His voice roared like a furious lion or tiger, brimming with deadly intent. Clearly, his fury had clouded his judgment.

“Since you’re seeking death, I’ll grant your wish!” Li Tianyuan’s eyes flashed coldly but soon calmed.

Indeed, the novels were accurate—these villains were brainless, always rushing to their doom!

How tragic.

In that case, he would simply indulge their desire.

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Li Tianyuan shook his head and turned to Ye Chen beside him. “Disciple, stand aside and watch! See how your master suppresses these scoundrels!”

“Yes, Master!” Ye Chen nodded obediently and withdrew to a distance.

Is Master about to display his might?

A hint of anticipation stirred within him.

Meanwhile, the Demon Sword Sect’s protective formation had been activated, and dark sword shadows materialized out of thin air, slashing toward Li Tianyuan.

Each strike brimmed with piercing, ruthless offensive energy; where they passed, space cracked and storms roared.

“Petty tricks.”

Li Tianyuan shook his head and stamped his right foot hard on the ground.

With a rumbling roar, the earth trembled violently. Ripples radiated outward from him, obliterating the countless sword shadows in midair.

In the next moment, he stomped again, the ripples spreading faster, carrying terrifying power that shattered the Demon Sword Sect’s newly activated protective formation!

“Pft!”

Dozens of cultivators caught in the ripple’s wave coughed up blood and collapsed, several dying instantly, their souls dispersed.

“So the Demon Sword Sect’s protective formation is only this powerful?”

Li Tianyuan stood arrogantly in midair, exuding supreme confidence.

“Bastard!”

Seeing their formation destroyed, Lin Xiaotian bellowed, his eyes glowing blood red, murderous intent soaring.

“Let me see if you can withstand my Demon Sword Heaven Slash!”

His body trembled as vast spiritual power surged into the Demon Sword. The sword hummed and quivered, endless energy bursting forth.

He swung the Demon Sword, slashing fiercely.

In an instant, a dazzling black light streaked across the sky, as if tearing the heavens themselves.

Lin Xiaotian was a Nirvana Realm cultivator; every strike held world-shattering power. One slash could reduce an ordinary city to ashes in moments.

Yet Li Tianyuan wore a smile, his aura rising steadily as he released the initial power of the Nascent Soul Realm.

For a mere Lin Tianxiao, he need not exert full strength.

Whoosh—

As the black light descended, Li Tianyuan struck, unleashing the Big Dipper Divine Fist, gathering the might of countless stars in his fist.

Brilliant stars shimmered around him, illuminating him like the sun in the sky, impossible to ignore.

“Break!”

Li Tianyuan roared, smashing his fist forward.

Boom!

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The two forces collided, erupting in an explosive roar.

Waves of terrifying energy rippled outward, leveling nearby mountains and reducing houses to rubble.

Lin Xiaotian’s face darkened; despite his strike, Li Tianyuan remained unmoved and had effortlessly nullified the Demon Sword’s attack.

This opponent’s strength was not inferior to his own!

Though shocked by Li Tianyuan’s power, Lin Xiaotian pressed forward with renewed assault.

“Demon Sword Technique Eight: Demon Sword Resonance!”

He leapt across the air, raising the Demon Sword high before slashing down fiercely.

In an instant, countless black sword rays appeared from the void, falling like rain, carrying a chilling sword intent.

“Break!”

Li Tianyuan stood firm, eyes fixed on the endless rain of swords. He spoke each word deliberately, then unleashed the Big Dipper Divine Fist once more.

His fist radiated dazzling light, the stellar energy coalescing into a blazing fist mark that met the sword rain head-on.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In moments, a violent gale swept through, shattering the sword rain and forcing Lin Xiaotian to retreat several steps.

“Damn it, how is this possible!”

Lin Xiaotian steadied himself, his face filled with shock.

He had not expected to be suppressed so quickly after just a brief exchange.

He clearly sensed the opponent’s cultivation at Nascent Soul Void Heaven level, and as a Nirvana Tribulation survivor, losing ground to Li Tianyuan was inconceivable.

“You’re far too weak to covet the Taiyuan Immortal Order,” Li Tianyuan sneered, his voice echoing around them, shaking the very air.

“You brat, don’t get cocky. When you fall into my hands, you’ll neither live nor die!” Lin Xiaotian hissed venomously, summoning the Demon Sword again.

The sword vibrated ominously, hovering in the air.

“Demon Sword Technique Eight—Second Form: Demon Sword Immortal Slaughter!”

“Third Form: Demon Sword Infinity!”

“Fourth Form: Heavenly Demon Dance!”

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