kě shì shí jiù shì shì shí ， jiù suàn bù yuàn yì xiāng xìn ， yǎn qián de yí mù yòu gāi zěn me jiě shì 。[]
可事实就是事实，就算不愿意相信，眼前的一幕又该怎么解释。[]
The facts were indeed the facts. No matter how unwilling one was to believe, what could be done about the scene before their eyes?
róng mào xiàng shì ？
容貌相似？
---
hóng líng yáo le yáo tóu ， yǔ lín xuān de pàn duàn shì yī yàng de 。
红绫摇了摇头，与林轩的判断是一样的。
"Similar appearance?"
róng mào kě yǐ xiāng tóng ， dàn shì shàng jué bù kě néng yǒu liǎng rén de qì zhì wán quán yī mú yī yàng zhè zhǒng shì 。
容貌可以相同，但世上绝不可能有两人的气质完全一模一样这种事。
Red Silk shook her head, agreeing with Lin Xuan's judgment.
gèng hé kuàng dāng nián ， liǎng rén céng jīng dòng shǒu ， hóng líng rèn de lín xuān de fǎ lì bō dòng 。
更何况当年，两人曾经动手，红绫认得林轩的法力波动。
While appearances might match, it was impossible for two people to have identical spiritual qualities in this world.
suī rán shì yì shí yí ， lín xuān yǐ jīn fēi xī bǐ ， shèn zhì zài yāo líng dǎo shàng ， hái jì chéng le xuán fèng xiān zi de yī bō ， dàn tā de jiǔ tiān xuán gōng ， yǐ zhì dà chéng de dì bù ， zhè yì diǎn shì bú huì gǎi biàn de ， suǒ yǐ cóng fǎ lì bō dòng ， hóng líng bù nán jiāng lín xuān rèn chū 。
虽然事易时移，林轩已今非昔比，甚至在妖灵岛上，还继承了玄凤仙子的衣钵，但他的九天玄功，已至大成的地步，这一点是不会改变的，所以从法力波动，红绫不难将林轩认出。
Moreover, back then, they had clashed. Red Silk recognized Lin Xuan's power fluctuations.
zuì chū de jīng yí guò hòu ， hóng líng bù gān xīn de jiāng shén shí fàng chū ， zài lín xuān shēn shàng sǎo le yī biàn yòu yī biàn ， méi yǒu nòng cuò ， duì fāng què shí shì chuán shuō zhōng de lí hé 。
最初的惊疑过后，红绫不甘心的将神识放出，在林轩身上扫了一遍又一遍，没有弄错，对方确实是传说中的离合。
Although the times had changed and Lin Xuan was no longer the same as before—having even inherited the Immortal Phoenix Fairy’s legacy on Demon Spirit Island—the Nine Heavens Profound Technique he practiced was already at its pinnacle. This wouldn't change, making it easy for Red Silk to identify him through his power fluctuations.
cǐ nǚ de liǎn sè dùn shí yīn mái dào jí chù 。
此女的脸色顿时阴霾到极处。
After the initial shock subsided, Red Silk unwillingly extended her divine sense and scanned Lin Xuan repeatedly. She confirmed that the person before her was indeed the legendary Separation and Union.
jǐn jǐn de yǎo zhù bèi chǐ 。
紧紧的咬住贝齿。
Her expression darkened to an extreme as she clenched her teeth tightly.
sú huà shuō ， chóu rén jiàn miàn ， fèn wài yǎn hóng ， dāng nián zì jǐ kě shì jiāng zhè xiǎo zi dé zuì dé hěn le ， rú jīn yuān jiā lù zhǎi ， duì fāng jué méi yǒu yǐ dé bào yuàn yī shuō ， hóng líng bù xiǎng yǔn luò ， zì jǐ gāi zěn me bàn ne ？
俗话说，仇人见面，分外眼红，当年自己可是将这小子得罪得狠了，如今冤家路窄，对方绝没有以德报怨一说，红绫不想陨落，自己该怎么办呢？
As the saying goes: enemies meet, eyes turn red with anger. Back then, she had wronged this boy severely. Now, fate had brought them together again; there would be no talk of repaying kindness for grievances. What should Red Silk do if she didn't want to perish?
dāng nián yù xuán zōng nèi luàn ， tā yǐ qū qū yuán yīng zhōng qī de shén tōng ， jiù gǎn tōu xí lí hé ， dàn nà shì yīn wèi zì jǐ zhè biān hái yǒu yī míng tóng jiē de shī shū 。
当年玉玄宗内乱，她以区区元婴中期的神通，就敢偷袭离合，但那是因为自己这边还有一名同阶的师叔。
During the internal conflict at Yuxuan Sect, she had dared to ambush Separation and Union with her mere late-stage元婴 power, but that was because she had a peer-level senior uncle on her side.
kě xiàn zài qíng kuàng bù tóng ， suī rán zì jǐ zhè biān rén gèng duō ， dàn xiū wèi bǐ zì jǐ hái dī ， gēn běn jiù méi yǒu yòng chǔ 。
可现在情况不同，虽然自己这边人更多，但修为比自己还低，根本就没有用处。
Now, however, the situation was different. Although there were more of them, their cultivation levels were lower, making them utterly useless.
shuāng fāng nǎo hǎi zhōng gè zì zhuǎn dòng zhe niàn tou ， sī xù wàn qiān ， yī shí jiān ， chǎng miàn xiǎn de níng jìng yǐ jí 。
双方脑海中各自转动着念头，思绪万千，一时间，场面显得宁静以极。
Both parties' minds raced, filled with myriad thoughts. The scene fell into an eerie silence for a moment.
kě zhè bù guò shì jiǎ xiàng ér yǐ 。
可这不过是假象而已。
But this was just an illusion.
shān yǔ yù lái fēng mǎn lóu 。
山雨欲来风满楼。
Storm clouds gathered, and the air was thick with tension that made it hard to breathe.
nà yā yì de qì fēn ， ràng rén gēn běn jiù tòu bù guò qì 。
那压抑的气氛，让人根本就透不过气。
A long laugh echoed as Lin Xuan broke the silence: "After our parting on Demon Spirit Island, Fairy still retains your风采. Two hundred years have passed, yet we meet again."
yī shēng zhǎng xiào de shēng yīn chuán rù ěr duǒ ， què shì lín xuān xiān dǎ pò le chén mò ：“ yāo líng dǎo yī bié ， xiān zi fēng cǎi yī jiù ， cōng cōng liǎng bǎi nián ， xiǎng bú dào wǒ men hái yǒu zài xiāng yù de yī tiān 。”
一声长笑的声音传入耳朵，却是林轩先打破了沉默：“妖灵岛一别，仙子风采依旧，匆匆两百年，想不到我们还有再相遇的一天。”
Before his words had fully settled, the Luo family cultivators around them showed signs of shock and suspicion. Especially those at the late-stage元婴 level, their guard was up as they discreetly reached for their storage bags.
huà yīn wèi luò ， zhōu wéi de luó jiā xiū shì liǎn shàng wú bù lù chū jīng yí zhī sè 。
话音未落，周围的罗家修士脸上无不露出惊疑之色。
After all, the Great Elder wasn't related to them by blood; despite a superficial harmony, he remained an outsider.
yóu qí shì jǐ míng yuán yīng qī xiū xiān zhě ， gèng shì jiè bèi yǐ jí ， qiǎo rán jiāng shǒu xiàng chǔ wù dài shēn le guò qù 。
尤其是几名元婴期修仙者，更是戒备以极，悄然将手像储物袋伸了过去。
This Separation and Union cultivator before her clearly wasn't a friend but an enemy. They had known each other from long ago.
bì jìng dà zhǎng lǎo yǔ tā men bìng méi yǒu xuè yuán guān xì ， biǎo miàn shàng guān xì róng qià hé mù ， dàn guī gēn jié dǐ ， yě bù guò shì wài rén bà le 。
毕竟大长老与他们并没有血缘关系，表面上关系融洽和睦，但归根结底，也不过是外人罢了。
Could it be…
yǎn qián zhè míng lí hé qī xiū xiān zhě xiǎn rán fēi yǒu shì dí ， liǎng rén jū rán zǎo jiù rèn shí 。
眼前这名离合期修仙者显然非友是敌，两人居然早就认识。
The Great Elder was a spy in disguise.
nán dào shuō ……，…
难道说……，…
Red Silk's face paled as she focused on Lin Xuan, the real threat.
dà zhǎng lǎo chǔ xīn jī lǜ ， gēn běn jiù shì jiān xì 。
大长老处心积虑，根本就是奸细。
Deep down, she knew today would be difficult for her to escape. While the difference between an元婴 and a Separation and Union stage might only be one realm, their power disparity was immense.
hóng líng liǎn bái rú zhǐ ， rán ér cǐ shí cǐ kè ， tā nǎ yǒu xīn qíng guǎn luó jiā xiū shì de fǎn yìng ， lín xuān cái shì dà dí 。
红绫脸白如纸，然而此时此刻，她哪有心情管罗家修士的反应，林轩才是大敌。
But Red Silk’s character wouldn’t submit easily. After all, women weren't always weak; this one was exceptionally fierce.
nèi xīn shēn chù ” tā míng bái zì jǐ jīn tiān hěn nán táo tuō ， bì jìng yuán yīng lí hé ， biǎo miàn shàng ， jǐn xiāng chà yí gè jìng jiè ， kě shí lì què yǒu tiān yuān zhī bié 。
内心深处”她明白自己今天很难逃脱，毕竟元婴离合，表面上，仅相差一个境界，可实力却有天渊之别。
Better to break like jade than remain whole.
dàn yǐ hóng líng de xìng gé ， yòu qǐ yǒu shù shǒu jiù fù yī shuō ， hé kuàng shuí shuō nǚ zǐ jiù yí dìng róu ruò ， cǐ nǚ kě shì fēi cháng gāng liè de 。
但以红绫的性格，又岂有束手就缚一说，何况谁说女子就一定柔弱，此女可是非常刚烈的。
No matter what, she would not beg for mercy from Lin Xuan.
nìng kě yù suì ， bù yuàn wǎ quán 。
宁可玉碎，不愿瓦全。
"Stop your nonsense. I have a grudge against this person. There's nothing left to say now. Let’s fight together and carve our way out," Red Silk coldly said as she swept her gaze over the Luo family elders.
wú lùn rú hé ， tā yě bú huì kāi kǒu xiàng lín xuān qiú ráo de 。
无论如何，她也不会开口像林轩求饶的。
"But… but he is the legendary Separation and Union," the yellow-robed elder gulped, his voice hoarse.
“ nǐ men hú sī luàn xiǎng shén me ， běn gōng yǔ cǐ rén yǒu chóu ， shì dào rú jīn ， hái yǒu shén me hǎo shuō ， dà jiā qí xīn xié lì shā chū yī tiáo xuè lù 。” hóng líng mù guāng zài jǐ míng luó jiā zhǎng lǎo de liǎn shàng sǎo guò ， lěng lěng de kāi kǒu le 。
“你们胡思乱想什么，本宫与此人有仇，事到如今，还有什么好说，大家齐心协力杀出一条血路。”红绫目光在几名罗家长老的脸上扫过，冷冷的开口了。
"Then what? Begging for mercy? Do you think that will make him spare us?" Red Silk’s eyes flashed with a fierce light; there was no emotion in her tone.
“ kě …… kě duì fāng shì chuán shuō zhōng de lí hé 。” nà míng huáng shān lǎo zhě tūn le yī kǒu tuò mò ， shēng yīn sī yǎ de kāi kǒu le 。
“可……可对方是传说中的离合。”那名黄衫老者吞了一口唾沫，声音嘶哑的开口了。
The Luo family cultivators fell silent. They weren’t fools and understood Red Silk's point. The situation couldn't be resolved peacefully.
“ nà yòu rú hé ， nán dào qiú ráo me ， mò fēi nǐ yǐ wéi ， zhǐ yào qū xī duì fāng jiù huì jiāng wǒ men fàng guò ？” hóng líng měi móu zhōng lì máng shǎn guò ” yǔ qì zhōng gèng shì sī háo gǎn qíng yě wú 。
“那又如何，难道求饶么，莫非你以为，只要屈膝对方就会将我们放过？”红绫美眸中厉芒闪过”语气中更是丝毫感情也无。
Surrendering meant being slaughtered, but fighting, though hopeless, offered some chance of survival.
luó jiā xiū shì jiē xiàn rù le chén mò ， tā men yě bú shì bái chī ， míng bái hóng líng shuō de shì shì shí ， yǎn qián de jú miàn ， xiǎng yào shàn le shì bù kě néng de 。
罗家修士皆陷入了沉默，他们也不是白痴，明白红绫说的是事实，眼前的局面，想要善了是不可能的。
With this thought, the Luo family members, despite their unease, were determined to fight to the death.
shù shǒu jiù fù ， zhǐ néng rèn yóu duì fāng tú chuō ， pīn ， suī rán xī wàng miǎo máng ， dàn duō shǎo hái yǒu yì diǎn xī wàng 。
束手就缚，只能任由对方屠戳，拼，虽然希望渺茫，但多少还有一点希望。
Lin Xuan ignored them, pitying and ignorant fools. It seemed they needed to see a coffin before they would shed tears.
bì jìng ， lí hé qī kě pà ， tā men yě jǐn jǐn shì zài gǔ jí shàng kàn guò ， bìng méi yǒu zhēn zhèng qīn yǎn mù dǔ 。
毕竟，离合期可怕，他们也仅仅是在古籍上看过，并没有真正亲眼目睹。
"Disciples, listen up. We have so many of us; can't we take him down together?"
hǎo dǎi dí rén zhǐ yǒu yí gè ， dǎ ， kěn dìng dǎ bù guò ， dàn shuō bù dìng huì yǒu jī huì táo tuō 。
好歹敌人只有一个，打，肯定打不过，但说不定会有机会逃脱。
The yellow-robed elder raised his arms in a call for action, though his words were meant to deceive the disciples into being cannon fodder. Only then could they escape.
xīn zhōng rú cǐ xiǎng zhe ， luó jiā zhòng xiū shì suī rán yī jiù xīn zhōng tǎn tè ， dàn miǎn qiǎng yě yǒu bèi shuǐ yī zhàn de jué xīn le 。
心中如此想着，罗家众修士虽然依旧心中忐忑，但勉强也有背水一战的决心了。
Though family members, cultivators were self-interested.
lín xuān shì ruò wú dǔ ， kě lián ér wú zhī de jiā huo ， kàn lái tā men shì bù jiàn guān cái bù luò lèi le 。
林轩视若无睹，可怜而无知的家伙，看来他们是不见棺材不落泪了。
Lower-stage cultivators, intimidated by Lin Xuan's power, didn't fully understand his exact level but relied on their numbers to muster some courage.
“ zhòng dì zǐ tīng lìng ， yì qǐ chū shǒu ， wǒ men rén zhè me duō ， nán dào hái bù néng jiāng qí hōng shā diào me ？”
“众弟子听令，一起出手，我们人这么多，难道还不能将其轰杀掉么？”
With a burst of light, each one revealed their treasures or spiritual artifacts.
huáng shān lǎo zhě zhèn bì gāo hū ， biǎo miàn shàng xìn xīn shí zú ， dāng rán zhè fān huà shì wèi le hū yōu ， xià miàn dì zǐ ruò bù dàng pào huī ， tā men yòu qǐ yǒu jī huì táo zǒu 。
黄衫老者振臂高呼，表面上信心十足，当然这番话是为了忽悠，下面弟子若不当炮灰，他们又岂有机会逃走。
Swords, spears, and other weapons filled the sky, creating an intimidating spectacle. But in Lin Xuan’s eyes, they were mere weeds.
suī shuō shì tóng yī jiā zú ， dàn xiū xiān zhě dōu shì zì sī zì lì de 。
虽说是同一家族，但修仙者都是自私自利的。
Lin Xuan raised his right hand, instantly drawing the surrounding天地灵气 into action.
nà xiē dī jiē xiū xiān zhě wèi lín xuān de jìng jiè suǒ shè ， dàn jù tǐ jìng jiè rú hé ， què bìng bú shì hěn qīng chǔ ， zhàng zhe rén duō ， dào yě bìng fēi yì diǎn yǒng qì yě wú 。
那些低阶修仙者为林轩的境界所慑，但具体境界如何，却并不是很清楚，仗着人多，倒也并非一点勇气也无。
Puff puff sounds echoed as thousands of wind blades formed around him. These wind blades then rearranged themselves into several eight-to-ten-meter-long wind dragons that circled and danced before him, a sight that was both terrifying and awe-inspiring.
líng guāng sì shè ， fēn fēn jiāng gè zì de fǎ bǎo huò zhě shì líng qì jì chū 。
灵光四射，纷纷将各自的法宝或者是灵器祭出。
"Is… is this some secret technique?"
zhǐ jiàn dāo qiāng jiàn jǐ ， tiān kōng zhōng pái mǎn le shí bā bān bīng qì ， kàn shàng qù shēng shì dào yě xià rén yǐ jí 。
只见刀枪剑戟，天空中排满了十八般兵器，看上去声势倒也吓人以极。
As the saying goes, an outsider sees only the spectacle while an insider sees the subtleties. The lower-stage cultivators couldn’t discern its intricacies, but several late-stage元婴 elders' pupils constricted. These wind dragons weren't ordinary manifestations of spirits; they contained formidable power.
kě xī zài lín xuān yǎn lǐ ， bù guò shì cǎo jiè ér yǐ 。
可惜在林轩眼里，不过是草芥而已。
"Kill!"
lín xuān méi yǒu duō yú de dòng zuò ， jǐn jǐn shì jiāng yòu shǒu tái qǐ ， shà shí jiān ， jiù qiān dòng le zhè fāng yuán shù shí lǐ de tiān dì líng qì 。
林轩没有多余的动作，仅仅是将右手抬起，霎时间，就牵动了这方圆数十里的天地灵气。
Someone shouted, sending their flying swords towards Lin Xuan. Other cultivators followed suit, and the sky was soon filled with swirling spiritual artifacts and treasures.
pū pū pū de shēng yīn chuán rù ěr duǒ ， shù yǐ qiān jì de fēng rèn zài lín xuān zhōu wéi chéng xíng le 。
噗噗噗的声音传入耳朵，数以千计的风刃在林轩周围成型了。
"Quickly!"
suí hòu fēng rèn pái liè zǔ hé ， huà wèi le shù tiáo qī bā zhàng zhǎng de fēng lóng ， zài lín xuān shēn qián pán xuán fēi wǔ ， kàn shàng qù lìng rén jīng xīn chù mù 。
随后风刃排列组合，化为了数条七八丈长的风龙，在林轩身前盘旋飞舞，看上去令人惊心触目。
Face to face with a storm of attacks, Lin Xuan merely spat out one word: "Speed!" The massive wind dragons immediately lunged forward.
“ guò ……，… zhè shì jì me mì shù ？”
“过……，…这是计么秘术？”
Puff puff sounds echoed as these wind dragons collided mid-air with their opponents. While some spiritual artifacts fared better, losing much of their spirit, they were sent flying back; the base-stage cultivators' spiritual artifacts were all destroyed without exception.
sú huà shuō ， wài háng kàn rè nào ， nèi háng kān mén dào ， nà xiē dī jiē xiū shì hái hǎo ， kàn bù chū zhè yī zhāo de shén miào ， jǐ míng yuán yīng qī lǎo guài wù ， zé yí gè gè tóng kǒng wēi suō ， nà fēng lóng kě bú shì pǔ tōng de nǐ yāo huà xíng zhī shù ， lǐ miàn yùn hán de fǎ lì lìng rén cè mù 。
俗话说，外行看热闹，内行看门道，那些低阶修士还好，看不出这一招的神妙，几名元婴期老怪物，则一个个瞳孔微缩，那风龙可不是普通的拟妖化形之术，里面蕴含的法力令人侧目。
The wind dragons didn't stop there but continued to attack the surrounding cultivators with claws and teeth.
“ shā ！”
“杀！”
Screams filled the air as Luo family disciples had no resistance. Even ordinary cultivators couldn’t hold out against a few rounds, let alone several late-stage元婴 elders, who fell victim to the wind dragons in mere moments.
yě bù zhī shuí fā chū yī shēng hǎn ， jiāng zì jǐ de fēi jiàn hěn hěn de xiàng lín xuān cì le guò lái ， qí tā de xiū xiān zhě ” yě fēn fēn dòng shǒu ， yī shí jiān ， fēi wǔ de líng qì fǎ bǎo zhē bì le zhěng jīn tiān kōng 。
也不知谁发出一声喊，将自己的飞剑狠狠的像林轩刺了过来，其他的修仙者”也纷纷动手，一时间，飞舞的灵器法宝遮蔽了整今天空。
In less than half an hour, hundreds of Luo family cultivators were all dead.
“ jí ！”
“疾！”
Only Lin Xuan and Red Silk remained on the vast Mocho Valley. Lin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, a relaxed demeanor. Red Silk's face was pale but her eyes held stubbornness.
miàn duì rú kuáng fēng bào yǔ bān de gōng jī ， lín xuān jǐn jǐn shì tǔ chū yí gè zì ， nà jǐ bèi tǐ xíng páng dà de fēng lóng ， dùn shí xiàng qián pū guò qù le 。
面对如狂风暴雨般的攻击，林轩仅仅是吐出一个字，那几备体型庞大的风龙，顿时向前扑过去了。
Despite Lin Xuan’s power far exceeding her expectations, she still didn’t consider begging for mercy.
pēng pēng pēng de shēng yīn chuán rù ěr duǒ ， yǔ duì fāng de bǎo wù zài bàn kōng zhōng xiāng chù ， fǎ bǎo hái hǎo yī xiē ， bù guò líng xìng dà shī ér yǐ ， bèi hěn hěn de dǎ fēi huí qù ， nà xiē zhù jī qī xiū shì de líng qì ， zé wú yī lì wài de bèi huǐ qù 。
嘭嘭嘭的声音传入耳朵，与对方的宝物在半空中相触，法宝还好一些，不过灵性大失而已，被狠狠的打飞回去，那些筑基期修士的灵器，则无一例外的被毁去。
One must have backbone.
fēng lóng bìng méi yǒu jiù cǐ shàn bà gān xiū ， jì xù zhāng yá wǔ zhǎo de pū xiàng le zhōu wéi de xiū xiān zhě 。
风龙并没有就此善罢甘休，继续张牙舞爪的扑向了周围的修仙者。
The mountain breeze blew through Red Silk’s hair, and this beautiful yet stubborn woman exuded an alluring charm.
The facts were indeed the facts. No matter how unwilling one was to believe, what could be done about the scene before their eyes?
---
"Similar appearance?"
Red Silk shook her head, agreeing with Lin Xuan's judgment.
While appearances might match, it was impossible for two people to have identical spiritual qualities in this world.
Moreover, back then, they had clashed. Red Silk recognized Lin Xuan's power fluctuations.
Although the times had changed and Lin Xuan was no longer the same as before—having even inherited the Immortal Phoenix Fairy’s legacy on Demon Spirit Island—the Nine Heavens Profound Technique he practiced was already at its pinnacle. This wouldn't change, making it easy for Red Silk to identify him through his power fluctuations.
After the initial shock subsided, Red Silk unwillingly extended her divine sense and scanned Lin Xuan repeatedly. She confirmed that the person before her was indeed the legendary Separation and Union.
Her expression darkened to an extreme as she clenched her teeth tightly.
As the saying goes: enemies meet, eyes turn red with anger. Back then, she had wronged this boy severely. Now, fate had brought them together again; there would be no talk of repaying kindness for grievances. What should Red Silk do if she didn't want to perish?
During the internal conflict at Yuxuan Sect, she had dared to ambush Separation and Union with her mere late-stage元婴 power, but that was because she had a peer-level senior uncle on her side.
Now, however, the situation was different. Although there were more of them, their cultivation levels were lower, making them utterly useless.
Both parties' minds raced, filled with myriad thoughts. The scene fell into an eerie silence for a moment.
But this was just an illusion.
Storm clouds gathered, and the air was thick with tension that made it hard to breathe.
A long laugh echoed as Lin Xuan broke the silence: "After our parting on Demon Spirit Island, Fairy still retains your风采. Two hundred years have passed, yet we meet again."
Before his words had fully settled, the Luo family cultivators around them showed signs of shock and suspicion. Especially those at the late-stage元婴 level, their guard was up as they discreetly reached for their storage bags.
After all, the Great Elder wasn't related to them by blood; despite a superficial harmony, he remained an outsider.
This Separation and Union cultivator before her clearly wasn't a friend but an enemy. They had known each other from long ago.
Could it be…
The Great Elder was a spy in disguise.
Red Silk's face paled as she focused on Lin Xuan, the real threat.
Deep down, she knew today would be difficult for her to escape. While the difference between an元婴 and a Separation and Union stage might only be one realm, their power disparity was immense.
But Red Silk’s character wouldn’t submit easily. After all, women weren't always weak; this one was exceptionally fierce.
Better to break like jade than remain whole.
No matter what, she would not beg for mercy from Lin Xuan.
"Stop your nonsense. I have a grudge against this person. There's nothing left to say now. Let’s fight together and carve our way out," Red Silk coldly said as she swept her gaze over the Luo family elders.
"But… but he is the legendary Separation and Union," the yellow-robed elder gulped, his voice hoarse.
"Then what? Begging for mercy? Do you think that will make him spare us?" Red Silk’s eyes flashed with a fierce light; there was no emotion in her tone.
The Luo family cultivators fell silent. They weren’t fools and understood Red Silk's point. The situation couldn't be resolved peacefully.
Surrendering meant being slaughtered, but fighting, though hopeless, offered some chance of survival.
With this thought, the Luo family members, despite their unease, were determined to fight to the death.
Lin Xuan ignored them, pitying and ignorant fools. It seemed they needed to see a coffin before they would shed tears.
"Disciples, listen up. We have so many of us; can't we take him down together?"
The yellow-robed elder raised his arms in a call for action, though his words were meant to deceive the disciples into being cannon fodder. Only then could they escape.
Though family members, cultivators were self-interested.
Lower-stage cultivators, intimidated by Lin Xuan's power, didn't fully understand his exact level but relied on their numbers to muster some courage.
With a burst of light, each one revealed their treasures or spiritual artifacts.
Swords, spears, and other weapons filled the sky, creating an intimidating spectacle. But in Lin Xuan’s eyes, they were mere weeds.
Lin Xuan raised his right hand, instantly drawing the surrounding天地灵气 into action.
Puff puff sounds echoed as thousands of wind blades formed around him. These wind blades then rearranged themselves into several eight-to-ten-meter-long wind dragons that circled and danced before him, a sight that was both terrifying and awe-inspiring.
"Is… is this some secret technique?"
As the saying goes, an outsider sees only the spectacle while an insider sees the subtleties. The lower-stage cultivators couldn’t discern its intricacies, but several late-stage元婴 elders' pupils constricted. These wind dragons weren't ordinary manifestations of spirits; they contained formidable power.
"Kill!"
Someone shouted, sending their flying swords towards Lin Xuan. Other cultivators followed suit, and the sky was soon filled with swirling spiritual artifacts and treasures.
"Quickly!"
Face to face with a storm of attacks, Lin Xuan merely spat out one word: "Speed!" The massive wind dragons immediately lunged forward.
Puff puff sounds echoed as these wind dragons collided mid-air with their opponents. While some spiritual artifacts fared better, losing much of their spirit, they were sent flying back; the base-stage cultivators' spiritual artifacts were all destroyed without exception.
The wind dragons didn't stop there but continued to attack the surrounding cultivators with claws and teeth.
Screams filled the air as Luo family disciples had no resistance. Even ordinary cultivators couldn’t hold out against a few rounds, let alone several late-stage元婴 elders, who fell victim to the wind dragons in mere moments.
In less than half an hour, hundreds of Luo family cultivators were all dead.
Only Lin Xuan and Red Silk remained on the vast Mocho Valley. Lin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, a relaxed demeanor. Red Silk's face was pale but her eyes held stubbornness.
Despite Lin Xuan’s power far exceeding her expectations, she still didn’t consider begging for mercy.
One must have backbone.
The mountain breeze blew through Red Silk’s hair, and this beautiful yet stubborn woman exuded an alluring charm.