The surrounding teams no longer dared to view Lin Yun as an ordinary First-Turn Tribulation Realm cultivator.
“Brother Yun really won!” Yu Ying’s beautiful eyes sparkled with delight and surprise.
“It’s finally over,” Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief.
Though the Da Kun was formidable, it had long since died, sustained only by a final shred of obsession.
“Hm?”
Lin Yun faintly sensed that the surrounding teams had, in a subtle and silent manner, once again encircled him.
“What’s this? Are you all still set on targeting me?” Lin Yun’s brow furrowed.
The leading elder of the Mu Clan spoke arrogantly, “Kid, you’ve got some skill, but you still can’t hold onto the Frost Heart. A treasure like that isn’t something you can keep to yourself. Hand it over obediently, and you might avoid death!”
Lin Yun wasn’t surprised by such words. It would’ve been odd if they *didn’t* have designs on him.
“There’s a cave mansion beneath this pool with other things inside. I suggest you all go down and search for yourselves if you want something. But if you’re after the treasure in my hands, I guarantee you’ll lose more than you gain!” Lin Yun said slowly.
“Haha!”
Several teams burst into laughter.
“What a joke! We’re going to take the treasure from you—what can you do about it? Today, my Mu Clan will not only seize the treasure but also take your miserable life!” The three hawk-nosed men from the Mu Clan laughed loudly.
Though Lin Yun’s defeat of the Da Kun had shocked them, they hadn’t fought it themselves and didn’t know its true combat strength.
And no matter how strong Lin Yun was, his realm was still just First-Turn Tribulation. They were naturally confident.
“Want to take my life? You’d better watch out for your own. I’ll warn you—if you dare make a move, I’ll ensure you die in disgrace!” Lin Yun’s cold gaze fixed on the hawk-nosed man.
When Lin Yun had first arrived on this island, the Mu Clan had tried to drive him off. After he refused, they’d even attempted to kill him—Lin Yun remembered it all clearly.
“Still spouting nonsense on the brink of death!”
“Join forces and attack together!”
The white-haired elder of the Mu Clan immediately gave the order.
“Elder Mu, let me take on this kid,” the hawk-nosed man said.
He’d wanted to deal with Lin Yun ever since they’d first met outside the ruins.
“Young master, this guy has some ability. Let the others handle him,” the white-haired elder cautioned.
“No matter how capable he is, he’s still just First-Turn Tribulation. The gap in realms is clear, and I’m no pushover myself—my skills aren’t lacking,” the hawk-nosed man said confidently.
This hawk-nosed man also possessed some ability to fight above his level. At Third-Turn Tribulation Realm, he could hold his own against a Fourth-Turn opponent without issue. Even against a Fifth-Turn, though he couldn’t win, he could still put up a decent fight.
That was the source of his confidence!
“Fair enough. If things go wrong, I’ll step in,” the white-haired elder of the Mu Clan said.
With that, the hawk-nosed man drew a long spear and stepped forward.
“Kid, back outside the ruins, I told you to scram, and you didn’t listen. Now I’ll make you understand the consequences of crossing my Mu Clan!” The hawk-nosed man raised his spear with one hand, pointing it at Lin Yun.
“Want to face me one-on-one? Aren’t you afraid of losing your life?” Lin Yun stared at him, a cold smile playing on his lips.
“Haha, you really think killing a Da Kun with just a wisp of soul makes you invincible?”
“Behold the Mu Clan’s ultimate technique—Blazing Spear Art!”
The spear in the hawk-nosed man’s hand seemed to transform into a dragon.
A fearsome spear shadow, carrying the might to sweep all directions, roared towards Lin Yun with crushing force!
He infused his divine consciousness, Mysteries, and other techniques into this single strike.
This man’s divine consciousness had reached Divine Rank Six, not too far behind Lin Yun’s own.
“No wonder he dared to challenge me alone—he’s got some skill,” Lin Yun observed the move.
“But to take me down, it’s still not enough!” The corner of Lin Yun’s mouth curled upward.
“Shadow Sword Technique, Third Form!”
Lin Yun’s sword blazed with light before slashing forward with explosive force!
The Eleventh Layer of Taixu Power, divine consciousness, and fused Mysteries erupted in an instant!
Since they were intent on killing him, Lin Yun had no reason to hold back.
Boom!
Under the watchful eyes of everyone present, their attacks collided with a deafening crash. The terrifying shockwave whipped up fierce winds, sending sand and stones flying in all directions.
Amid the spreading energy, the hawk-nosed man was flung backwards by the impact.
Though he’d seen Lin Yun fight the Da Kun, only now, feeling Lin Yun’s attack firsthand, did he realise just how ferocious its power was!
“Shadow Sword Technique, Fourth Form!”
“Die!”
Without pausing, Lin Yun unleashed the Fourth Form of the Shadow Sword Technique. His figure turned into a streak of light, his sword flashing like lightning as it struck at the retreating hawk-nosed man once more.
Compared to the Third Form, the Fourth was far more powerful.
The sword seemed to vanish into the void, only to reappear instantly before the hawk-nosed man—unpredictable, mysterious, and overwhelmingly potent!
“How can it be this strong!”
Sensing the staggering power of this strike, the hawk-nosed man’s face paled. He immediately activated a protective artifact, conjuring a barrier around himself!
He knew this sword could claim his life!
Boom.
A layer of white light enveloped him, forming a shield that encased and protected him.
Lin Yun’s sword arrived in an instant.
With terrifying force, the sword slammed into the protective barrier.
Buzz buzz buzz!
The barrier trembled violently, cracks spreading from the point of impact before shattering with a resounding crash!
Boom!
As the barrier broke apart, Lin Yun didn’t hesitate. He swiftly launched another attack, gathering an even more devastating strike to finish off the hawk-nosed man!
This blow was clearly meant to take his life!
In a clash between cultivators of this level, countless exchanges could happen in a single second. Though it seemed prolonged, it all unfolded in the blink of an eye.
“Kid, stop!!!”
The leading elder of the Mu Clan roared hysterically.
Lin Yun and the hawk-nosed man were too close—such a lethal strike at this range left the elder no time to intervene!
“No!”
The hawk-nosed man screamed in terror, but Lin Yun’s attack was already upon him. He could only muster all his strength to swing his spear in defence.
Boom!
Their attacks collided, and the hawk-nosed man let out a piercing wail. His body was sent flying, crashing into an ancient tree in the distance and snapping it in half.
The massive tree collapsed with a thunderous boom, dust billowing into the air in a shocking display!
“Pfft! Pfft!”
Lying amid the rubble, the hawk-nosed man coughed up blood repeatedly.
Lin Yun was clearly just First-Turn Tribulation Realm, yet he’d crushed him with ease.
Only after taking Lin Yun’s attack head-on did he understand the sheer terror of its power.
At the same time, the hawk-nosed man’s life force drained rapidly.
“How… how could this be…” His face was a mask of fear and unwillingness.
This hawk-nosed man had been so confident in his own strength.
He’d never dreamed that, despite his ability to fight above his level, he’d lose to a First-Turn Tribulation Realm cultivator.
And lose so miserably!
