Continuing this way, Lin Yun clearly had no chance of winning, having exhausted all his techniques.
Tribulation Realm cultivators were indeed tough to deal with!
“Haha, great! Elder Mu has completely taken the upper hand!”
The Baili Clan members grew excited.
They had been sweating when Elder Mu was injured earlier.
“This guy managed to fight Elder Mu, a Tribulation Realm cultivator, to this extent. That’s already impressive, but alas, he can’t win.”
The onlookers sighed as they watched the battle.
At that moment, Elder Mu’s booming shout rang out again.
“Baili Clan, hear my command! Form the array and empower me!”
“Yes!”
The Baili Clan members sat cross-legged, channeling their inner energy at full speed.
Buzz!
As light flared, an array formed above them.
The array shot out a dazzling beam, like a river, surging towards Elder Mu in the battlefield, amplifying him!
Elder Mu’s aura soared dramatically.
“Trouble!” Lin Yun’s face changed again.
The opponent was a team of elites, including several Tribulation Realm cultivators, giving them a clear advantage.
Now, with their combined array empowering Elder Mu, the gap widened further!
“Kid, forcing me to use so many techniques against you—you should be satisfied. Now, let’s end this!” Elder Mu grinned maniacally.
“Silver Wing Blade Art, Eighth Form, Sea-Suppressing Form!”
With a shout, Elder Mu’s warblade seemed to stir towering waves in the space, its terrifying power condensing rapidly.
Amplified by the Heavenly Dao-grade warblade, this move’s power reached a horrifying level.
“What?”
Lin Yun’s face changed drastically upon sensing the power.
This move was clearly stronger than the Burning Moon Form Elder Mu had used before.
His opponent had cultivated far longer than Lin Yun, so it wasn’t surprising he’d mastered such blade techniques.
This was the fearsome aspect of Tribulation Realm cultivators—each was an old monster who’d lived thousands of years.
“Scared now? Haha, let’s see how you handle this!”
As Elder Mu’s final word fell, his warblade slashed down, whistling towards Lin Yun, splitting space in two with heart-palpitating power.
“Hoo…”
“Here we go!”
Facing the terrifying attack, Lin Yun took a deep breath, gripping his sword tightly, pouring inner energy into it until the Zijon Sword faintly trembled.
Lin Yun knew he had no retreat—only battle!
As he pushed his strength to the limit, the warblade descended.
Lin Yun’s sword surged with purple light, striking with full force!
Boom!
The sword and blade clashed.
In an instant, the heavens trembled, shaking the earth!!!
“Pfft!”
Lin Yun spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flying back, crashing heavily into the ground, carving a deep trench.
“It’s over. Die!”
Elder Mu, with a crazed grin, swung his warblade with terrifying force towards Lin Yun, aiming to capitalize on his injury to cripple or kill him, giving no chance to recover.
Lying on the ground, Lin Yun looked up, the warblade’s fiery torrent reflecting in his pupils, rapidly enlarging.
In his current state, Lin Yun couldn’t adjust to respond.
He could only activate the prayer beads gifted by Emperor Huoyun to protect himself.
Clang!
Just as Lin Yun prepared to use the beads, a figure shot forward, blocking Elder Mu’s attack.
Lin Yun focused and saw it was Old Man Yan.
“Old Man Yan! He… he’s Tribulation Realm?” Lin Yun was shocked. That shouldn’t be!
Boom!
After blocking the strike, Yan was forced back, landing heavily in front of Lin Yun. Having cultivated Withered Silence, Yan’s defense was formidable, and he was Tribulation Realm.
“Run now! I can’t hold him for long!” Yan shouted, turning to Lin Yun.
“But…”
Before Lin Yun could speak, Yan cut him off, “If you escape, I escape! I’ll cover you. Don’t hesitate—I’m great at fleeing!”
When Lin Yun had agreed to take him out of the Land of Exile, Yan said he owed him a great debt. He couldn’t stand by now.
“Alright, thanks!”
Lin Yun stood, bursting into speed to flee.
He knew the battlefield could shift in an instant. A moment’s hesitation could change everything.
This wasn’t the time for politeness or hesitation.
Lin Yun fled at full speed.
In this low-material realm, spatial artifacts couldn’t be used, so he relied on speed alone.
“Trying to escape? Dream on!”
Seeing Lin Yun flee, Elder Mu moved to chase.
“Want to chase him? Get through me first!”
Yan rushed forward, intercepting Elder Mu.
“You bastard!”
Furious, Elder Mu swung his warblade fiercely at Yan!
Bang, bang, bang!
After several strikes, Yan was forced back, blood trickling from his mouth.
Though both were Tribulation Realm, Elder Mu wielded a Heavenly Dao-grade weapon, while Yan used a Holy Spirit-grade one. Plus, Elder Mu had the Baili Clan’s array empowering him. Yan was no match.
“Since you’re meddling, I’ll slaughter you!”
Enraged, Elder Mu’s warblade surged with red light, enveloping the injured Yan.
“Slaughter me? Dream on. I’m done playing.”
“Heavenly Phantom Step!”
Yan stopped blocking, instead bursting into full speed, turning to flee with astonishing velocity!
Elder Mu glanced at Yan’s escape direction, then at Lin Yun, who was long gone. How could he chase?
His goal was the Ksitigarbha Bodhi Fruit on Lin Yun. Chasing Yan was pointless, especially since Yan’s escape speed was so fast, making pursuit futile.
“Damn it! I didn’t expect a meddler to show up. It seems these two are together!” Elder Mu cursed repeatedly.
He’d thought Lin Yun was alone, never anticipating a Tribulation Realm ally!
Without this miscalculation, he might’ve had a real chance to kill Lin Yun today.
The other onlookers sighed, surprised the battle ended this way.
The Baili Clan’s white-haired elder and others stopped their array, joining Elder Mu.
“Elder Mu, what now?” the white-haired elder asked.
“The spiritual treasure is only so big. That little bastard can’t escape. Even if we have to dig three feet deep, we’ll find him!” Elder Mu said viciously.
…
Elsewhere.
With his speed, Lin Yun quickly escaped a great distance.
Looking back, he saw no pursuers.
But he didn’t relax, continuing at full speed for nearly half an hour until he found a secluded small valley and hid within.
Only then did Lin Yun let out a long breath.
His only concern now was Old Man Yan’s safety.
“Senior Yan should’ve escaped. If anything happens to him, I’ll make your entire Baili Clan pay!” Lin Yun clenched his fists, his eyes glinting with cold resolve.
