“What must I do to see Yu Ying?” Lin Yun asked through gritted teeth.
“If you kneel and beg me, I might consider it,” the Tianqiong Second Elder said with a mocking smile.
“Fine… I’ll kneel!”
With those words, Lin Yun dropped to his knees with a thud at the Tianqiong Clan’s mountain gate!
“Elders, I beg you! Please let me see Yu Ying!” Lin Yun pleaded, prostrating himself.
The Tianqiong Second and Fourth Elders were momentarily stunned to see Lin Yun kneel, then burst into laughter.
“Pfft! He actually knelt?”
“The disciple of the Huoyun Emperor, yet so spineless as to kneel so easily? Laughable! Truly laughable!” the Tianqiong Second Elder sneered.
“I’ve knelt! Can I see Yu Ying now?”
Lin Yun gritted his teeth, pleading humbly, his eyes bloodshot, his voice trembling.
Lin Yun was a man of unyielding spirit. Even surrounded by thousands of enemies or brutalised by immortals, he would never bow!
Even in the face of death, Lin Yun could laugh defiantly!
To live as a hero, to die as a formidable ghost—this was Lin Yun’s nature.
But for Yu Ying, Lin Yun chose to kneel!
“Boy, I’ll be honest. I was just toying with you. You could kneel here for a year, ten years, and it wouldn’t matter. Not killing you is already giving you enough face. You’ll never see the Saintess again in this lifetime. Give up!” the Tianqiong Second Elder said with a laugh.
“Toying with me? Is there really no chance at all?!” Lin Yun looked up, his bloodshot eyes growing fiercer.
“Was I not clear enough?” the Tianqiong Second Elder sneered.
Lin Yun slowly lowered his head, his pupils contracting, a terrifying glint flashing in his dark eyes.
“I don’t want to resort to violence. I only want to see Yu Ying. But if you insist on stopping me, then I, Lin Yun, will become a demon and carve a path of blood!”
“Today, no one will stop me from seeing Yu Ying!!!”
Lin Yun gnashed his teeth, his words dripping with murderous intent!
“Resort to violence? Haha, do you think you alone can break through? I saw your strength at the Great Kun Ruins. You have some skill, but you’re too young. You won’t even get past this gate!” the Tianqiong Fourth Elder scoffed.
Lin Yun slowly stood, saying, “You can try to stop me. Those who do will be killed without mercy!”
With that, Lin Yun drew his treasured sword, releasing the aura of the Nine Revolutions Tribulation Realm.
Then, sword in hand, he charged toward the Tianqiong Clan’s gate.
The Tianqiong Second Elder immediately stepped forward, blocking Lin Yun’s path.
“With just your Nine Revolutions Tribulation Realm, you think you can storm our Tianqiong Clan’s territory alone? Utterly ridiculous!” the Tianqiong Second Elder sneered.
He waved his hand, revealing a dark red spear.
“Ignorant fool. Since you insist on forcing your way in, don’t blame me for being unkind. Watch how I teach you a lesson!”
With those words, the Tianqiong Second Elder gripped the spear, infusing it with surging inner force until it glowed with red light.
Then, with a shake of his arms, the spear swept toward Lin Yun like a dragon emerging from water, carrying astonishing power!
Rip!
The spear tore through the void with incredible force, his Tribulation Realm strength fully displayed.
“You’re not worthy to be my opponent!”
Lin Yun’s gaze sharpened, his body radiating light. He channelled power into his sword, striking with a single slash. The late-stage Myriad Forms Body, divine sense, Mysteries, and demon bone erupted together, facing a Tribulation Realm opponent.
Shadow Sword Technique!
Boom!
As their attacks clashed, the Tianqiong Second Elder’s confident expression vanished. He was pushed back by the overwhelming force.
Heaven-Shaking Hand, erupt!
Swoosh!
Lin Yun’s palm darkened, terrifying power surging into his sword as he thrust again toward the retreating Tianqiong Second Elder.
The sword vanished into the void, reappearing instantly before the Tianqiong Second Elder.
“Damn it!”
“Qilin Spear Dance!”
The retreating Tianqiong Second Elder, seeing Lin Yun’s attack continue, unleashed his full strength and all his techniques. His spear bent at an astonishing angle, sweeping out to counterattack!
Boom!
As Lin Yun’s terrifying attack landed, a storm-like shockwave raged.
“Pfft!”
The Tianqiong Second Elder was sent flying, crashing heavily into a stone pillar at the gate, shattering it.
“You… how are you this strong!”
The Tianqiong Second Elder, sprawled on the ground, stared at Lin Yun in horror, blood trickling from his mouth.
He was a Tribulation Realm cultivator, yet he lost so miserably?
Lin Yun ignored him, sword in hand, and continued charging forward.
The Tianqiong Fourth Elder stood at the gate.
“What, you want to try stopping me too?” Lin Yun’s bloodshot eyes fixed on the Tianqiong Fourth Elder.
“I… I…”
The Tianqiong Fourth Elder’s face paled, stammering, unable to speak, his earlier confidence gone.
He had thought the Tianqiong Second Elder alone could easily stop Lin Yun!
The reality was far beyond his expectations.
Lin Yun swung his sword, pointing it at the Tianqiong Fourth Elder, his presence like a hellish Asura, radiating murderous intent.
“Move, or die!”
Those six words burst from Lin Yun’s mouth like six piercing blades.
The Tianqiong Fourth Elder scrambled aside, and none of the gate guards dared to block him.
After stepping through the gate, Lin Yun stomped the ground and soared into the Tianqiong Clan…
…
Inside the Tianqiong Clan’s great hall.
“Great Elder, he defiled the Saintess. I say we should kill that guy!” a middle-aged cultivator said indignantly.
The Great Elder shook his head. “That guy has a powerful background. Driving him away is enough. Killing him would bring trouble. Besides, the Clan Leader is in secluded cultivation at the back mountain. We can’t disturb him over this.”
If they were to kill Lin Yun, they’d surely fear his background and wouldn’t dare.
But merely expelling him? They had no such fears.
Surely the Huoyun Emperor wouldn’t come after the Tianqiong Clan just because they drove Lin Yun away?
This was the Tianqian Empire’s territory. If the Huoyun Emperor overreached, would the Tianqian Emperor stand idly by? The Tianqiong Clan was a loyal supporter of the Tianqian Emperor, and that was their backing!
“Just driving him away is letting him off too lightly,” the middle-aged cultivator below said.
“Report!!!”
A disciple rushed into the hall.
“Great Elder, someone at the gate defeated the Second Elder and has stormed into the clan!” the disciple reported urgently.
The Great Elder’s face darkened. “What’s the Second Elder doing, failing to handle this guy? He hasn’t even crossed the tribulation, at best Nine Revolutions Tribulation Realm.”
“Great Elder, should we inform the Clan Leader?” a young man nearby asked.
“Deal with a guy like this? No need to disturb the Clan Leader’s seclusion. I’ll handle it!” the Great Elder said, standing and heading out.
