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第三千六百八十四章 仙剑如山

Dare to slander oneself, one must be prepared to pay with their life.

Even a late-stage cultivator who has the protection of Earth Core Hermit would not dare to think they could live in peace and security.

The old man with long eyebrows was filled with disbelief. He never imagined he would end up like this.

Could the other party really not fear offending the Rain Mist Business Alliance?

Did the other party not care at all about Earth Core Hermit's feelings?

To kill someone right before his eyes, that was sheer face-slapping without any reservations.

From now on, there would be no room for maneuver.

This little fellow must know that doing this will bring him a great calamity, yet he still doesn't consider the consequences. Does he really think he is an Asura and can dominate the Three Realms with impunity?

There were too many "ifs." The old man could not find answers to them. He had imagined Lin Xuan as weak, but in reality, that was far from true.

Never underestimate your opponent; otherwise, you will pay a heavy price or even perish.

When he first stepped onto the path of cultivation, his master had once given him this earnest advice. But with time passing and his own advancement to late-stage Tribulation Transcendence, he long ago cast it aside.

He became arrogant and self-centered, believing that everything was within his control. These bad traits, coupled with unwarranted jealousy, led him to offend someone he shouldn't have, ultimately costing him his life here.

This Lin Xuan boy is like a fierce tiger; from the start, he should not have provoked him.

In his final moments, the old man shed tears of regret, but it was too late. There were no regrets in either the cultivation world or the secular realm.

He felt his vitality rapidly ebbing away.

Lin Xuan's resentful strike not only destroyed his physical body but also reduced his essence infant to powder. Even if it were just Earth Core Hermit, a Great Daoist True Immortal could not save him now.

His fall was inevitable, proving thatmisfortune arises from one's words (misfortune comes from one’s mouth). Beside him, Earth Core Hermit was furious.

For so many years, no one had dared to challenge him like this in front of his face.

To kill a Rain Mist Business Alliance elder right before his eyes, treating him as if he were nothing. He had never seen such arrogance.

He used to have some good feelings towards Lin Xuan.

Even though he broke the rules of the Rain Mist Business Alliance and even though the old man's description was extremely harsh, he could understand it as Lin Xuan being too young and impetuous.

Although there was a mistake, there might still be room for redemption.

If Lin Xuan were willing to admit defeat and accept some punishment, he might forgive his rashness.

Everyone once was young.

He still held high hopes for Lin Xuan's talent. Such a young man achieving so much; given time, he would surely become a True Immortal or a Demon King, even rivaling the Asura of old. There were still chances.

Such claims might be exaggerated, but from any angle, they had some feasibility.

Unlike the short-sighted old man, Earth Core Hermit's strength and lifespan were beyond calculation.

He had seen countless powerful figures—True Immortals, Asuras...

These were more extraordinary individuals than him.

Jealousy?

Perhaps he once felt it, but such trivial emotions no longer existed now.

So, he was willing to forgive Lin Xuan's rashness. He also looked forward to seeing his growth, like a senior looking after their juniors.

But Earth Core Hermit had his own limits.

Legends said that dragons have scales that are sensitive; touching them would anger the dragon. And Lin Xuan's actions clearly made Earth Core Hermit unable to tolerate it—daring to kill in front of him.

"Boy, you are impolite!"

Earth Core Hermit's hair and beard stood up as he spoke. Before his words were even finished, a brilliant sword light emerged from his sleeve like a fish swimming out. The sky turned dark, and the earth trembled as it fiercely slashed towards Lin Xuan.

This was an absolute powerhouse being provoked into anger. This sword contained extremely profound heavenly laws.

For some reason, in this moment, Lin Xuan felt time slow down.

Logically, with time slowing down, he should have had more time to dodge. But instead, the sword was as heavy as a mountain.

No, it really was a mountain.

In that instant, Lin Xuan felt like an ant, a huge mountain pressing down on him.

There was no way to avoid or resist; turning into dust seemed inevitable.

Lin Xuan faced a massive crisis.

This was his first time facing an absolute powerhouse. The other party was far more terrifying than he imagined.

How should he deal with it?

For a moment, Lin Xuan's mind went blank.

Knowing him, his character was incredibly resilient. He had endured countless battles and hardships, but this time, he was overwhelmed by the other party’smomentum (aura).

He seemed to have turned into a fool, unable to think of any defense.

This was the terrifying aspect of an absolute powerhouse—just their aura could crush same-stage cultivators.

The difference between late-stage Tribulation Transcendence and late-stage Tribulation Transcendence was so great.

Another person might truly fall, but Lin Xuan would never easily submit.

Though momentarily dazed, even a small advantage mattered. He would not sit idly by to die.

Lin Xuan's character did not allow him to surrender.

Even if he couldn't win, he had to fight. After all, he never thought he would perish here.

"Nine Palaces Instant Sword, break for me!"

With a loud shout, "tsk tsk" sounds filled his ears as countless bright lights shot out from his body.

The crystalline light was so dazzling and came with incredible force. The Nine Palaces Instant Sword, these rays were formed by Lin Xuan's core treasure. As they converged in the middle, an astonishing aura spread out.

What met his eyes was a magical weapon over a hundred zhang long.

Five-colored crystal glass, filled with profound mysteries. At such a high level of cultivation, even the giant sword technique he performed was different from others.

With its incredible sharpness, it intercepted the other party's sword light at the last moment.

One side was as heavy as a mountain, while the other was incredibly sharp. The outcome would surely be a fierce battle between them.

Boom!

A deafening sound echoed in his ears. Its magnitude was indescribable, overshadowing all other sounds. At that moment, it seemed like only this sound existed in the world, and everything else turned to nothingness.

The heavens were collapsing, the void turning into powder, leaving only chaotic laws colliding amidst the shattered heavens.

That terrifying scene was hard to describe. Lin Xuan's first direct experience of an absolute powerhouse's might.

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