“A mere ten thousand men, yet they can form a formation of such power—how is this possible?!” The Imperial Guard commander stared ahead, the shock in his eyes growing ever more intense.
The five thousand Imperial Guards behind him, clad in the Xingwu Empire’s finest purple-gold armor embedded with formations, were still outmatched by the enemy?
“Commander, stand down. Continuing this benefits no one. Even if you persist, you cannot stop me from annihilating the ancient clan!” Lin Yun said, hands behind his back.
Though furious, the commander could only wave his hand, signaling his guards to dispel their formation.
Seeing this, Lin Yun also gestured, ordering his ten thousand personal guards to stand down.
“Lin Yun, since you openly defy His Majesty’s command, prepare to face the wrath of His Majesty and the empire!”
With those words, the commander led his men back onto their flying vessel and departed.
In an instant, the commander’s vessel vanished from sight.
“This Lin Yun is unbelievable—repelling even a Ninth-Turn Tribulation Realm commander!” Du Yuanzi couldn’t help but exclaim.
“Indeed, they’re four whole realms apart!” the Wanderer added, sighing in awe.
How could the others not be shocked?
They had thought Lin Yun’s ability to defeat the Seventh-Turn Tribulation Realm ancient clan leader was already his peak, but now Lin Yun had once again shattered their expectations, redefining their understanding of his power.
“A prodigy is a prodigy!” the sect leader sighed.
Immediately, the sect leader, the Wanderer, and the others gathered around Lin Yun.
“Lin Yun, though the commander is gone, once he reports to Emperor Xingwu, we’ll be in serious trouble. If His Majesty sends an Eternal Being, we’ll have no way to resist,” Du Yuanzi said, worried.
“Indeed,” the others nodded, sharing the same concern.
How could they contend with the Xingwu Empire?
“Don’t worry. I have one more card to play. Even if Emperor Xingwu tries to stop me, he cannot halt my resolve for revenge!” Lin Yun’s eyes glinted with cold determination.
“Next, continue attacking the formation!” Lin Yun ordered.
“Yes!” Huo Zhen and the six others took the lead, resuming their assault with the personal guards.
The sect leader and his group also renewed their attacks on the formation.
Though worried, since Lin Yun had spoken, they trusted him.
Besides, things had already reached this point—there was no turning back.
Boom! Boom!
The formation was already on the verge of breaking, and under their continued onslaught, it trembled incessantly.
Boom!
Finally, as a fierce attack struck, the ancient clan’s protective formation shattered.
Below, within the ancient clan.
“The formation is broken!”
“Why haven’t the clan leader and elders appeared? Have they abandoned the ancient clan?”
…
The entire ancient clan descended into utter panic.
“Sir, the formation is broken. What’s next?” Huo Zhen asked.
“Raze the ancient clan to the ground—not a single one left!” Lin Yun declared, each word resolute.
“Yes!”
Huo Zhen, the six others, and the ten thousand city guards responded in unison, then launched their attack on the ancient clan below.
“Heavenly Sword Sect, heed my command—the time for revenge has come. Kill!” the sect leader roared.
“Kill! Kill! Kill!”
The Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, as if injected with adrenaline, charged downward with frenzied zeal.
Boom!
Huo Zhen struck downward with a palm, forming a massive energy hand that crashed into the ancient clan like a meteor, instantly obliterating a vast area, shaking the ground, and reducing countless buildings to nothingness.
The ten thousand city guards formed a fire dragon with their formation, smashing downward and destroying another large swath, igniting raging flames.
The enemy had not a single Tribulation Realm cultivator. Though Lin Yun’s side was small in number, their quality was unmatched—a single Tribulation Realm expert could devastate vast areas.
Without a strong leader to rally them, the ancient clan could mount no effective resistance or counterattack.
Most scattered and fled. The ancient clan identity they once took pride in was now useless, becoming the very reason for their demise.
The victor takes all.
Back then, the ancient clan and the Zhutian Alliance nearly wiped out the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Now, retribution had come!
Lin Yun stood with hands behind his back, hovering in the air, wielding an artifact capable of recording images to capture the scene below.
Lin Yun intended to record it all and make the footage public across the Xingwu Empire.
…
About an hour later.
The entire ancient clan below lay in dead silence.
Ruins and broken walls were everywhere, with many areas still ablaze.
The ancient clan had been exterminated!
Huo Zhen, the Heavenly Sword Sect members, the Wanderer, and Du Yuanzi returned to Lin Yun.
“I never imagined the ancient clan would actually be wiped out one day. I didn’t even dare dream of it,” the sect leader sighed.
“They used to bully us, kill our people. Now, we’ve finally avenged our grievances,” Zhi Jin and the others echoed.
Huo Zhen stepped forward. “Sir, the ancient clan has been razed, but no Tribulation Realm cultivators were found here.”
“It seems the ancient clan leader and the others are in hiding. But they won’t escape!” Lin Yun’s eyes burned with resolve.
“Destroying the ancient clan is just the beginning. Next, we target the eleven prominent sects and wipe them out one by one!” Lin Yun clenched his fists.
With that, Lin Yun summoned his flying vessel.
Everyone boarded, heading straight for the nearest target—the Giant Spirit Sect.
