“In just three months, this guy actually reached Third-Turn Tribulation Realm? That’s… that’s a bit too outrageous, isn’t it?” The crowd couldn’t help but exclaim in amazement.
“It’s not impossible. Maybe he was already on the verge of Second-Turn before, and these three months were mostly spent breaking through from Second to Third.”
“After all, he’s the disciple of Emperor Huoyun—he must have plenty of Tribulation Pills!”
…
The shore buzzed with discussion.
The Baili Clan elder looked at Lin Yun with a smile, “Third-Turn Tribulation Realm—that’s your confidence for coming ashore? Do you really think reaching Third-Turn makes you my match? If you believe that, it’s a colossal joke!”
“Exactly! Third-Turn or not, the gap with Eighth-Turn is still massive! He still has no chance of winning!”
The onlookers echoed in agreement.
“Arrogant, overconfident fool!” The handsome man from the Tianqiong Clan sneered.
The Fourth Elder of the Tianqiong Clan smirked disdainfully as well.
In the battlefield.
“Whether I can beat you or not, we’ll find out soon enough. Enough talk—you want to kill me, don’t you? Make your move!” Lin Yun spread his hands, revealing the Heavenly Dao-grade Zijon Sword.
“Kid, I’ll make you see that in front of me, you’re still nothing but an ant!”
“Qingluan Mysterious Technique!”
The Baili Clan elder’s hands swiftly formed seals, his inner energy pouring out like a torrent, rapidly condensing in the air.
A massive Qingluan phantom took shape, radiating terrifying fluctuations.
The space around the Qingluan phantom trembled and warped.
“This move again?” Lin Yun’s lips curled slightly.
Three months ago, this very technique had thoroughly defeated him.
Chirp!
The Qingluan phantom let out a deafening roar, flapping its wings with unparalleled, awe-inspiring momentum as it tore through the sky, diving straight at Lin Yun!
“Bring it on!” Lin Yun’s eyes blazed with surging battle intent.
“Shadow Sword Technique, Fifth Form, Eruption!”
Lin Yun slashed forward, the Heavenly Dao-grade weapon unleashing staggering power as it met the oncoming Qingluan phantom head-on.
Twelfth Layer Taixu Power, Eruption!
Demon Bone, Eruption!
Buzz buzz buzz.
The Zijon Sword trembled, its power surging to a terrifying peak!
But that wasn’t all.
Super Divine Consciousness, Eruption!
Seven Mysteries bloomed simultaneously on the Zijon Sword, fusing instantly and boosting its might yet again!
The sword carved a stunning arc of light, slashing fiercely into the charging Qingluan phantom.
Boom!
With a earth-shaking explosion, the Qingluan phantom was cleaved apart by the sword light, shattering into countless specks of light that dissipated into nothingness!
“What?”
“How is this possible!?”
The Baili Clan elder’s face twisted in shock, his eyes widening as his earlier confident smirk vanished without a trace.
“He… he actually broke it!”
The crowd, witnessing this in the sky, was left dumbfounded.
For a Third-Turn Tribulation Realm cultivator to so effortlessly shatter such a powerful attack—the impact on them was immense!
“Old dog, if this is all you’ve got, you’re far too weak to kill me,” Lin Yun said, hovering in midair with a smile.
“You… you…”
The Baili Clan elder’s face turned green with rage!
He was, after all, an Eighth-Turn Tribulation Realm cultivator. To have his powerful technique broken by a Third-Turn and be humiliated like this—where was his dignity?
And he could tell Lin Yun hadn’t just advanced in realm—there were other improvements too.
If he wasn’t mistaken, Lin Yun had fused seven Mysteries, which shocked him the most. How many Tribulation Realm cultivators could fuse seven Mysteries?
“Kid, no matter what, you’re still just Third-Turn! I refuse to believe I can’t kill you today!”
The Baili Clan elder roared through gritted teeth.
With his furious shout, his aura grew wildly volatile, and he drew his war blade.
The blade’s power surged at a visibly alarming rate.
“Kid, forcing me to go all out—you’re already impressive!”
“Now, witness my true trump card and killing move!”
“Thousand-Mile Flowing Cloud Slash!”
When the elder pushed his power to its limit, he swung the blade!
Boom!
The war blade erupted with blinding light.
In midair, the light transformed into a torrent, slashing towards Lin Yun with terrifying force!
The elder poured his divine consciousness, secret techniques, and every ounce of strength into this strike, determined to kill Lin Yun in one blow!
“An Eighth-Turn Tribulation Realm cultivator’s full-force strike—so terrifying!”
Everyone stared at the move, feeling its fearsome power even from a distance.
“Brother Yun…” Yu Ying clenched her fists, her eyes locked on the battlefield, her heart in her throat.
“I don’t believe this guy can block such a terrifying strike!” The handsome man’s gaze was glued to the scene, not daring to blink, afraid to miss the clash.
Under countless watching eyes, Lin Yun’s Zijon Sword flared with brilliant purple light.
He closed his eyes briefly, then snapped them open, his heart and sword becoming one.
In the next instant, Lin Yun shot forward like a streak of light!
“Look! That kid’s charging in! He’s actually going to meet the Baili Clan elder’s slash head-on?”
“Facing that slash directly? How does he dare!”
The crowd erupted in gasps.
Shadow Sword Technique, Fifth Form, Eruption!
Lin Yun’s sword surged with boundless power!
As his dantian churned wildly, his palm turned pitch black, as if covered in scales.
Heaven-Shaking Hand, Third Turn, Eruption!
The Heaven-Shaking Hand’s power stacked onto the Shadow Sword Technique!
Bracelet Power, Eruption!
Every technique Lin Yun had, he unleashed without holding back!
This strike reached the absolute peak of his current combat strength!
As the sword’s power hit its zenith, it clashed fiercely with the Baili Clan elder’s Thousand-Mile Flowing Cloud Slash!
Boom!
A deafening roar shook the air as their attacks collided, the heavens trembling, space wailing!
The terrifying collision tore the surrounding space apart, a destructive wave rippling outward in a frenzy.
Boom boom boom!
Even the grand hall within the ruins cracked and collapsed under the horrific impact!
The clash released a blinding light, like a blazing sun!
At the centre of that collision, the Baili Clan elder was flung back from the violent brilliance, blood spraying from his mouth!
The outcome was decided!
