Chapter 40

Now, Lin Xi, nominally at the Eighth Level of the Vajra Stage, had in fact already reached the Ninth Level of the Dragon Power Stage, with boundless and inexhaustible strength.

He charged towards the peak of Five Thunder Mountain, sweeping away all obstacles, slaying gods and buddhas alike, with no one able to stand against him. The disciples of Meng Jun's lineage, seeing his bravery, were already trembling with fear.

"Who dares to intrude on the Five Thunder Sect? Stop right there!"

A thunderous roar echoed, shaking the heavens and the earth. Before the sound had even faded, two figures emerged from the Grand Hall, blocking Lin Xi's path.

Boom!

A golden palm rapidly expanded in the air, finally resembling a divine hand, stirring up a torrent of energy, and grabbing towards Lin Xi.

"Roar!—"

Almost simultaneously, a massive shadow pounced towards Lin Xi, its claws sweeping through the air, causing the air to collapse and a thunderous sound to resonate.

Swish! Swish!

Lin Xi stepped back, his body retreating like lightning, evading the attacks of the human and the beast, stopping several yards away. He saw a man and a tiger standing before him, both exuding a formidable aura. They were the Fourth Elder Duan Yimei and Meng Jun's pet tiger, Hou.

"Lin Xi, is it you?!"

Duan Yimei was the first to speak, appearing very surprised to see Lin Xi standing before him. The tiger Hou growled threateningly, as if in response.

The sound of a fight came from the Grand Hall. Lin Xi glanced at it, then immediately focused his gaze on Duan Yimei.

"Duan Yimei, I respect you as an elder, so I'm giving you a chance. Withdraw from this matter now and sever ties with Meng Jun, and it's not too late. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Lin Xi's eyes flickered, and a cold expression appeared on his face.

"What? You want me to withdraw and sever ties with Meng Jun?"

Duan Yimei seemed to have heard the greatest joke in the world.

"Lin Xi, am I mad, or are you mad? The Second Elder has already gained the upper hand, and is just waiting to cooperate with the Dragon Power Stage elder of the Sunlight Sect to eliminate the First Elder. After that, the sect will be reorganized, and Meng Jun will be the Grandmaster, and I will be the Deputy Grandmaster. How can you ask me to sever ties with Meng Jun now?—Hey, actually, I don't mind twisting off your head and presenting it to Meng Jun and the elders of the Sunlight Sect. They would be very pleased."

Duan Yimei took a few steps forward, a hint of excitement on his face, his gaze fixed on Lin Xi, as if determined not to let him escape.

"Stubborn to the end!"

Lin Xi said coldly.

The Five Thunder Sect was a small sect with few elders. Killing one meant one less. Lin Xi had said so much in the hope of preserving as many elders as possible. But Duan Yimei was blinded, even wanting to kill him in return, which Lin Xi could not tolerate.

"Since you are so unreasonable, let the Five Thunder Sect lose another elder!"

"Arrogant fool!"

Duan Yimei said coldly.

Boom!

The ground shook, and Duan Yimei and Lin Xi launched their attacks almost simultaneously.

"Wind Roar, Thunder Howl!"

Duan Yimei roared, launching the first attack. His body swelled, and with a crack, he instantly displayed the power of the Eighth Level of the Vajra Stage, transforming into an invincible golden giant, stirring up a storm of wind and thunder, and charging at Lin Xi with overwhelming force.

"Great Sage's Splitting Strike!"

Lin Xi's shoulders trembled, and he also activated his indestructible body. His expression was solemn, and he exuded a natural aura of authority, as if he were the legendary Great Sage splitting the heavens and earth. With a series of quick steps, he appeared before Duan Yimei and struck with great force.

Boom!

This clash was earth-shattering. The moment their palms met, Duan Yimei was struck as if by lightning, his whole body trembling, as if hit by a mountain. He let out a惨叫, flying out like a wooden stake, still shouting:

"What immense power!..."

Crushing!

At this moment, Lin Xi displayed a completely overwhelming force. Duan Yimei was also a strong Eighth Level, but in front of Lin Xi, his strength was less than half, and they were not even in the same league!

This outcome was beyond Duan Yimei's expectations, and he was completely unprepared.

"Roar!—"

A tiger's roar came from the side, a gust of wind in the face, and the massive tiger Hou opened its mouth, revealing sharp fangs, and pounced fiercely at Lin Xi.

"Beast, you're asking for death!"

A cold light flashed in Lin Xi's eyes. His hatred for the tiger Hou was even greater than for Duan Yimei.

On the day of the elder council, if his aunt had not appeared, the tiger Hou would have almost taken his life.

Moreover, the tiger Hou was of great significance to Meng Jun, raised from a cub, costing a great deal of effort and energy. Its status within the sect was largely due to the tiger Hou.

In the Five Thunder Sect, the tiger Hou was a symbol of Meng Jun.

Killing the tiger Hou would be like cutting off Meng Jun's left and right arms, deeply wounding him.

"You beast, relying on others' power, I'll kill you first to set an example!"

Lin Xi's eyes turned cold, and he leaped up. His spine made a series of terrifying cracks, as he used the "Triple Spine Strike" to multiply his strength.

Lin Xi originally had over ten thousand pounds of strength, and with the "Triple Spine Strike," it reached a terrifying level of tens of thousands of pounds.

Bang!

Lin Xi's face was stern, and he extended his hands, using the "Wu Song Beats the Tiger" technique. He pressed one hand on the tiger's head and the other on its waist, striking down with great force.

"Ao!—"

A crisp crack, and the tiger Hou fell to the ground, letting out a painful howl, its spine broken by Lin Xi's strike.

"You beast, aiding the wicked, you must die!"

Lin Xi, now extremely powerful, grabbed the tiger's head and twisted it off with great force.

Scary!

Not far away, Duan Yimei, seeing this brutal scene, turned pale and trembled all over.

Only now did he realize that when Lin Xi appeared, seemingly arrogant, he had actually given him a great opportunity. Unfortunately, he did not consider it properly, and now it was too late to regret.

Lin Xi, holding the tiger's head, did not even frown, and walked directly towards the injured Duan Yimei.

Duan Yimei, now like a bird startled by a bow, was terrified, waving his hands:

"No, don't kill me. ... I've thought it through! Lin Xi, you are the rightful young master. Meng Jun is a rebel and must be executed. — Lin Xi, no, young master, I will swear allegiance to you. Please, spare me."

Duan Yimei's eyes were wide with fear.

His bones were not much harder than the tiger Hou's. If Lin Xi could kill the tiger like a chicken, how easy would it be to kill him!

"Too late, you should have said this earlier."

Lin Xi walked over, and with a large palm, struck Duan Yimei, who kicked his legs twice and immediately died.

Lin Xi had already given him a chance, but he did not cherish it. Only at the moment of death did he realize his mistake. Even if he gained allegiance this way, it would be without any loyalty!

Whew!

A gust of wind blew, and Lin Xi, with a cold expression, picked up the tiger's head and walked into the Grand Hall.

...

In the Grand Hall of the Five Thunder Sect, a storm had already formed. The powerful pressure was enough to lift and carry away martial artists of the Fourth and Fifth Levels. Even Sixth Level Divine Travel Stage experts found it difficult to approach.

The closer Lin Xi got to the Grand Hall, the stronger the resistance he felt. The sounds of dragon roars and tiger growls filled his ears. This was the phenomenon that occurred when Ninth Level Dragon Power Stage experts pushed their power to the peak.

Dragon Power Stage experts were said to be able to fight dragons, and the dragon roars and tiger growls were manifestations of their power.

"Three Dragon Power Stage experts, two Vajra Stage experts."

Lin Xi listened carefully and immediately sensed the situation inside.

The three Dragon Power Stage experts included, without a doubt, the First Elder Zhao Xiong of the Five Thunder Sect. The others were Meng Jun, Han Shizhong, and the experts from the Sunlight Sect.

Bang!

A cold, sword-like light flashed in Lin Xi's eyes, and he raised his right hand, sending the tiger's head rolling into the Grand Hall. At the same time, Lin Xi stepped in.

Rumble!

The intense battle inside momentarily paused when the tiger's head rolled in, followed by an angry roar that shook the air:

"Who killed my tiger Hou!..."

Meng Jun's eyes were bloodshot, and he was filled with killing intent, looking towards the entrance.

The battle inside was fierce, and he had no time to pay attention to the outside. He thought that with Duan Yimei and the tiger Hou guarding, everything was secure, but unexpectedly, the first thing to roll in was the tiger's head.

"It's me!"

With a single word, Lin Xi immediately appeared in the Grand Hall, standing proudly at the entrance.

Boom!

Seeing Lin Xi, Meng Jun was struck as if by lightning, retreating several steps.

"Impossible!!"

Meng Jun was shocked. Lin Xi's appearance caused a tremendous impact in his mind, as if the heavens had collapsed.

Anyone else appearing here would not have caused such a great shock and horror to Meng Jun. Anyone could have killed the tiger Hou and Duan Yimei, but Lin Xi was not even in Meng Jun's considerations.

This completely exceeded all of Meng Jun's understanding.

Lin Xi was satisfied with Meng Jun's shocked expression. He had trained hard for this moment, to avenge his past humiliation.

"Meng Jun, I forgot to tell you, Wei Buping has already been killed by me, and the heavenly fruit has also been obtained by me."

Lin Xi's voice was as cold as ice:

"By the way, the Dragon Power Stage elder Li of the Sunlight Sect and the Third Prince have also been killed by me!"

"What!!"

This time, even the two Dragon Power Stage experts of the Sunlight Sect in the Grand Hall showed a look of shock. They were in the middle of a fierce battle with the First Elder Zhao Xiong, and this distraction immediately exposed a weakness, which the First Elder seized to counterattack with a palm strike.

"You actually killed the Third Prince and Elder Li!!"

The two elders of the Sunlight Sect revealed deep killing intent in their eyes. They had not taken Lin Xi seriously before, but now they realized their grave mistake, underestimating him.

The Sunlight Sect, though a major sect with nearly ten thousand disciples and many experts, could not afford to lose peak experts. Dragon Power Stage experts were not common, and the death of any one of them was a significant blow to the sect.

Moreover, the Third Prince Chiyang Gong was the beloved son of the sect leader.

These two events together were enough to make the two Dragon Power Stage elders harbor a deep desire to kill Lin Xi. If looks could kill, Lin Xi would have died a thousand times over.