Chapter 10

"Brat, you're dead!" The square-faced disciple shouted wildly.

In the distance, several figures were quickly approaching. The light on their bodies flickered, not at all weaker than Lin Xuan's.

Although Lin Xuan was not afraid of trouble, he wasn't foolish enough to fight the entire Divine Might Group alone. Who knew how many of their people were in these mountains? It wasn't the right time to confront them head-on.

He moved his body and was about to run away.

Swoosh!

A cold light blocked his path. It turned out that the square-faced disciple was desperately trying to intercept him. Seeing his companions arrive, he naturally wouldn't let Lin Xuan go.

"Scram!" A sword light flashed in Lin Xuan's hand, piercing out like a rainbow. The square-faced disciple screamed and was thrown back.

However, this delay gave the people from the Divine Might Group plenty of time. Three figures arrived first, blocking Lin Xuan.

"Who dares to hurt someone from the Divine Might Group? You're asking for death!" The first person had a strong aura, his body glowing brightly. He was actually a Fourth Rank Spirit Warrior. The other two were also not weak, reaching the Third Rank Spirit Warrior.

"Lin Xuan, it's actually you!" One of the Third Rank Spirit Warriors was surprised, then laughed loudly, "Meeting me, you can die in peace!"

This Third Rank Spirit Warrior was Zhang Bin. Seeing Lin Xuan, he was particularly enraged, wishing to kill Lin Xuan immediately.

"Brother Hai, this brat is the sword slave I told you about. Don't let him go!" Zhang Bin said to the Fourth Rank Spirit Warrior.

"Don't worry, our people are all rushing here. Even if he were a god, he couldn't save him." The disciple called Brother Hai sneered.

Lin Xuan's heart sank. Since the other side wanted to capture him, he wouldn't hold back. It was better to strike first than to wait for death. He glanced at the surrounding terrain and had an idea.

He suddenly leaped up, his black iron sword turning into a meteor, flashing past.

Pfft!

Everything happened too suddenly, with no warning. Lin Xuan was like a bolt of lightning, moving at an incredible speed.

The Fourth Rank Spirit Warrior called Brother Hai tried to dodge, but it was too late. In a hurry, he could only avoid the vital areas. The sword sliced across his chest, tearing off a piece of flesh.

"Ah!"

A scream echoed as Lin Xuan broke through the encirclement, stepping on the trees and leaping onto a rock, fleeing into the distance.

"Chase him!" The Fourth Rank disciple screamed, using his spiritual power to wrap his wound and then taking out a crimson pill, swallowing it.

"We can't let him escape. Watch his route and send a signal. The outcome for those who provoke the Divine Might Group is only one!"

The three chased in the direction Lin Xuan fled. Zhang Bin, seeing Lin Xuan getting stronger each time, had only one thought: to make Lin Xuan die. Otherwise, he would be the one to suffer in the future.

"Humph, put in more effort. This brat's movement technique is low-level, and his speed isn't very fast. We'll chase him to death!" The Fourth Rank Spirit Warrior, holding his wound, had a fierce look in his eyes.

Lin Xuan's speed was indeed not fast. After all, he was using a basic movement technique. To be able to use a basic movement technique to achieve this speed was already quite surprising.

However, he was still caught up.

The Fourth Rank disciple called Brother Hai, like a hungry wolf, used his strongest move, hoping to split Lin Xuan in two. Zhang Bin and the other Third Rank Spirit Warrior also used their most vicious moves, attacking Lin Xuan's vital points.

The previous move, "Meteor from the Sky," had almost drained one-third of Lin Xuan's spiritual power. At the time, he didn't intend to kill, just to incapacitate the Fourth Rank disciple. Otherwise, the other side would have died.

If he really killed someone, the Divine Might Group would definitely retaliate fiercely. Not for the few lives, but for their reputation, the Divine Might Group wouldn't let Lin Xuan go. They might even alert the inner disciples.

This wasn't what Lin Xuan wanted. His goal was to become a core disciple and then return to his family. Fighting the Divine Might Group now would be too costly.

Lin Xuan's long sword glowed with spiritual light, like a celestial sword, slicing through the air.

The three were forced to retreat continuously. They didn't expect Lin Xuan's sword technique to be so powerful. Despite being the most basic sword technique, it always managed to counter them.

Zhang Bin became more and more afraid as the fight went on. Finally, he gritted his teeth, took out a talisman, infused it with spiritual power, and threw it at Lin Xuan.

The talisman expanded in the wind, growing larger, and emitted a terrifying energy fluctuation.

Lin Xuan instinctively felt alarmed. The spiritual power fluctuation from the talisman made his heart tremble. Even a Fifth Rank Spirit Warrior might not have such power.

Whoosh!

The talisman kept flashing, and in the dazzling light, three half-meter-long silver light swords, like three silver dragons, stabbed towards Lin Xuan's vital points.

The terrifying spiritual power shook the surroundings, causing the air to rumble.

Lin Xuan pushed his basic movement technique to the limit, constantly changing his position. He fully mobilized his spiritual power, which flickered like a green flame around his body.

However, the three silver light swords were too fast, like lightning. Despite Lin Xuan's best efforts to dodge, he was still grazed by the sword light, and he was thrown back like a leaf.

The three silver light swords hit the ground, creating a deep, black pit, and several trees were cut in half.

Pfft!

Lin Xuan, just being grazed by the sword light, felt as if he had been hit by a celestial hammer. His blood and qi churned, and he suffered serious internal injuries.

"He's injured, everyone, attack!" Zhang Bin, seeing that his life-saving talisman didn't kill Lin Xuan, was extremely angry and kept urging his companions to attack.

Lin Xuan's situation was very dangerous. The three on the opposite side were fierce, like ferocious beasts.

He frantically circulated the Longevity Technique, his spiritual power flowing like a river, continuously repairing his injured body.

Swallowing a pill, Lin Xuan's body shot up, leaving a trail of afterimages as he fled into the distance.

The three pursued relentlessly, startling many wild beasts along the way. But they didn't care; they felt a burning anger in their chests, and they would go mad if they didn't kill Lin Xuan.

"Brat, die!" The three attacked fiercely.

Lin Xuan raised his sword to block.

Suddenly, he felt a tremor in his body, and a black lotus appeared at the tip of his sword.

Mysterious, eerie.

This black lotus, like a bloodthirsty demon, immediately sucked all the flesh and blood from the Fourth Rank disciple, leaving only a human skin that fell to the ground.

Zhang Bin and the other disciple were so frightened that their eyes bulged, and they trembled as they retreated.

"You, you're a monster..."

Whoosh! Lin Xuan, seemingly unable to control himself, thrust his sword at the Third Rank Spirit Warrior. Soon, that person was also drained.

Clang!

Zhang Bin's sword fell to the ground, and he kept retreating. When he saw Lin Xuan raise his sword again, he fell to his knees.

"Don't kill me!" Zhang Bin kept kowtowing, his whole body shaking. He never thought Lin Xuan would be so eerie, able to suck out human essence and blood. If he had known, he would never have provoked Lin Xuan.

"He discovered my secret, he will definitely kill me!" Zhang Bin thought, "First, beg for mercy, then attack him!" With this in mind, he secretly reached for another talisman in his chest.

"Big brother, grandpa! Don't kill me!" Zhang Bin kept begging, "No, you are my grandfather, treat me as your grandson, let me go!"

At this moment, Lin Xuan was trying hard to suppress the bloodthirsty impulse in his body. He didn't know what was happening, but the black lotus was very familiar to him. It was the black lotus that had sealed his spirit veins.

He only wanted to kill. If not for the continuous circulation of the Longevity Technique, he would have already lost control. There were two forces fighting in his body: one was the green spiritual power formed by the Longevity Technique, and the other was the black gas from the black lotus. These two forces were in a stalemate, neither able to overcome the other.

Zhang Bin noticed that Lin Xuan was frozen in place, a fierce look in his eyes. He quickly took out the talisman from his chest and threw it at Lin Xuan.

"Die!" Zhang Bin looked like a madman.

Boom!

The talisman flashed, and a light ball brighter than the sun flew out, instantly reaching Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan's body seemed to turn into a black hole, instantly absorbing the light ball. Then, the mysterious small sword in his body trembled, and the green spiritual power surged, quickly suppressing the black lotus.

Lin Xuan also regained his senses. He decisively thrust his sword, piercing through Zhang Bin's throat.

"You..." Zhang Bin clutched his throat, his pupils gradually dilating, "My big brother is..."

Before he could finish, he fell to the ground.

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End of the chapter.