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第三千九百零八章 一鸣惊人

Otherwise, the Nine Holy Spirit Wine wouldn't have been utterly useless against him.

Such a powerful figure would not be too strange to bear humiliation silently and remain submissive?

That's why Empress Consort felt something was off.

"Do not ask me. I can’t see through this little fellow either," the Immortal Emperor Dongyu said with deliberate pauses, using the technique of transmitting sound into secrets. "But he is no lamp that doesn't burn. Those who insult others will be insulted in return. These old monsters want to give him a taste of his own medicine, but it's not wise; they might end up looking like fools."

The Empress Consort nodded lightly.

Since she couldn’t see through him, there was no need for further speculation. Just watch and wait.

As the river clambers fought over each other, the fisherman reaped the benefits.

For the major sects of the Immortal Dao Alliance to compete against each other was good news for them.

The Immortal Emperor and Empress remained silent as three figures appeared in the center of the square. A white jade platform stood out prominently amidst the crowd.

Two men and a woman.

On the left, an elderly man with a refined demeanor exuded an oppressive spiritual pressure. Beside him stood a tall and slender beauty whose aura was unpredictable.

The last one had green eyes and long ears—clearly from the demon race.

All three were at the peak of their cultivation stages, having passed through trials.

Wan妖宗, Hei Feng Valley, and the renowned Wan Xiao Immortal Palace.

"Cloud Crane High Elder!"

"And Black Phoenix Valley's Illusory Wind Fairy."

"The other one should be the Deputy Sect Master of Wan妖宗, that cunning Wolf Sovereign."

"By their presence, Cloud Concealment Sect is excluded."

"Hmph. What’s so special about this? Who cares if that Lin boy is as timid as a mouse? Since he's a fraud, he deserves some lessons and humiliation."

"Yes, who would have thought of such a coward. Truly laughable."

"And to think he was said to be sworn brothers with Great Dragon True Man. Who here dares to speak nonsense about the young man named Lin? With his timid appearance, does he deserve it?"

...

Amidst the cacophony of voices around them, many mocked and insulted Lin Xuan.

The three on the jade platform seemed smug as they walked forward, stopping side by side. The demon with long ears and green eyes bowed and said:

"Thank you for coming. We are who we are, no need to repeat ourselves. The Immortal Dao Alliance Conference is hosted by us. I believe there will be no objections."

But before he could finish, Lin Xuan coldly interrupted: "Hosting it? What are the three of you?"

His words were icy and disrespectful, causing the three to flare up with anger. How did this timid boy suddenly become so arrogant?

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"What did you say?"

The demon with long ears and green eyes glared, accustomed to being domineering as a Deputy Sect Master of Wan妖宗. When had he ever been treated so disrespectfully?

"I said, don't make a fool of yourselves."

Lin Xuan ignored him, his lips curled in mockery.

"You dare…"

The three exchanged looks and stepped forward simultaneously, their spiritual pressures surging toward Lin Xuan.

"Get out!"

But Lin Xuan was not in the mood for idle chatter. With a wave of his sleeves, his spirit awareness turned into an intangible entity that collided harshly with the three's spiritual pressures.

"Bad move, get out of the way!"

"Quickly leave."

"Be careful."

The three major sects' seats echoed with alarmed cries as three streaks of light shot up.

But it was too late.

"Ahh!"

A scream pierced the air. The three on the jade platform were hit like by a hammer, spitting blood and falling backward like kites cut loose.

Their speed was incredible; they flew across the entire square and crashed into the mountains behind.

Boom!

The sound of impact echoed.

Mountains crumbled into pieces, and the three lay motionless, their faces still streaming with blood.

...

Silence reigned supreme.

Countless cultivators witnessed this scene firsthand. Their expressions were a mix of shock, confusion, and disbelief.

Was this a dream?

They had said Lin Xuan was as timid as a mouse.

But in an instant, he seemed to challenge the three major sects simultaneously.

His words and actions were arrogant and domineering, treating Black Phoenix Valley and Wan妖宗 like nothing.

The most unbelievable part was that without even using his treasures, Lin Xuan actually struck them down with just one move.

At this moment, Cloud Crane High Elder, Illusory Wind Fairy, and Wolf Sovereign were unconscious!

These three were not ordinary cultivators; they were the leaders of their respective sects, powerful figures who had passed through trials. To be felled by a single strike was hard to believe unless seen with one's own eyes.

After all, reaching the realm of trial passage meant being at the pinnacle of the Three Realms, revered and admired by all. Each had endured countless hardships to reach this stage. Even if they were scattered immortals or demon kings, could they have achieved such a feat?

Silence is golden; one’s voice can be deafening.

Everyone thought Lin Xuan was a fraud, but his strength was beyond their comprehension.

Treating the three major sects as nothing—was he preparing to retaliate forcefully?

The leaders of the three major sects lay motionless. But soon, the three streaks of light dispersed.

As the light faded, three figures appeared before them.

Two men and a woman, but they looked entirely different from before.

On the left was an elderly man with a sickly appearance, his spiritual pressure barely perceptible, showing no signs of emotion.

But there was something dangerous about him that Lin Xuan couldn’t shake off.

Late-stage trial passage?

No, his power seemed completely different from that of a trial passage cultivator.

Beside him stood a tall and slender beauty with an elegant figure. Her face was beautiful, but what caught everyone’s attention were the two wings behind her, each several dozen feet long, creating a striking image.

The last one was towering at over three meters, his muscles like iron, resembling a giant. However, he had the head of a black bear.

His identity was clear—Sect Master of Wan妖宗, known as Black Bear King in the江湖.

Although these three were also trial passage cultivators and highly respected within their sects, they paled in comparison to them now.

As they sized each other up, their gaze towards Lin Xuan turned extremely ominous.

"Your Majesty, I didn’t see wrong. That sickly-looking old man must be the patriarch of Wan Xiao Immortal Palace!"

On the VIP seats, the woman from Dongyu Kingdom covered her face with her hand, looking shocked.

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