“How could this happen?”
Lin Tian was dumbfounded.
The black-and-white gourd was one of his strongest trump cards. Though its power wasn’t as formidable as other holy artefacts, its defensive capabilities were exceptional.
How could it shatter just from a single collision with a divine artefact?
Lin Tian’s heart was bleeding.
“Little Lin, is your gourd made of mud? It’s too fragile, isn’t it?”
The Long Brow Immortal’s voice rang out, saying, “I saw you treating it like a treasure, thinking it was impressive. How did it break so easily?”
“Little Lin, are you really the Holy Son of the Yin Yang Sect?”
“Are all the Holy Sons of the Yin Yang Sect as clueless as you, treating trash as treasure?”
“Shut up!” Lin Tian, enraged once more, said with a face as dark as iron, “Today, I won’t let any of you live.”
“Oh, still talking big at a time like this?” The Long Brow Immortal said, “If I were you, I’d be too ashamed to live. Just bash your head and be done with it.”
Hum!
Lin Tian unleashed a towering aura, with nine cave heavens hovering behind him, utterly terrifying.
Then, he stretched out his right hand.
“Sword, come!”
With a loud shout, Lin Tian took a step forward, his entire demeanour reaching a sublime state.
His robes fluttered, his hair danced in the wind.
If not for the glaring bloodstains between his legs, he might actually have had a dashing, elegant air.
“You’re not even a man anymore, so why are you still acting tough?”
The Long Brow Immortal continued to mock, “Sword, come? Have you read too many novels?”
“Your sword is in my hands. Where are you calling it from?”
However, at that moment, the Long Brow Immortal suddenly felt a violent tremor from within his spatial ring.
The Yin Yang Holy Sword was buzzing and trembling inside the spatial ring, as if it could fly out at any moment.
The Long Brow Immortal recalled what Bai Hua Fairy had said earlier: the Yin Yang Holy Sword bore Lin Tian’s aura, and Lin Tian could summon it at any time.
“Boom!”
The Long Brow Immortal channelled all his strength to suppress it, but the Yin Yang Holy Sword trembled even more fiercely.
“Little brat, that sword’s about to fly out on its own. I can’t hold it much longer,” the Long Brow Immortal said urgently.
“Let it go,” Ye Qiu said.
“No way,” the Long Brow Immortal, who valued wealth above all, said, “This poor Daoist finally got a holy artefact. How could I let it go?”
“It’s fine. I’ll help you take it back later,” Ye Qiu said.
The Long Brow Immortal was still reluctant, “But—”
“No buts. That sword carries Lin Tian’s aura. As long as Lin Tian is alive, you can’t control it,” Ye Qiu said, “Hurry and let it go, or the holy artefact’s power will overwhelm your spatial ring.”
“Little brat, you promised. You have to help me get that sword back later.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t let anyone from the Yin Yang Sect live.”
With no other choice, the Long Brow Immortal opened his spatial ring.
“Swoosh!”
The Yin Yang Holy Sword instantly returned to Lin Tian’s palm, and immediately, Lin Tian’s aura grew even more formidable, like a judge wielding the power over life and death, utterly terrifying.
“Kill!”
Lin Tian wasted no words. With the longsword back in his hand, he slashed directly at Ye Qiu.
The sword’s momentum was fierce, its killing intent earth-shattering.
Ye Qiu was a swordsmanship master himself. Though his cultivation wasn’t as strong as Lin Tian’s, his swordsmanship attainments were not inferior.
At this moment, in his eyes, Lin Tian’s sword strike could be described in two words—
Decisive!
This strike was clean and sharp, without any hesitation or unnecessary flourishes, devoid of complex sword techniques or tricks, just charging forward relentlessly.
It seemed extremely simple, yet it left Ye Qiu with no way to retreat. The sword’s momentum even affected Ye Qiu, nearly making him forget to resist.
“As expected of the Yin Yang Sect’s Holy Son. Though his brain’s a bit dim, he does have some remarkable qualities.”
Ye Qiu inwardly praised him but did not draw his Xuanyuan Sword or intend to meet the attack head-on.
After all, with his cultivation, without external aid, he was no match for Lin Tian.
Thus, his trump card was still the God-Beating Whip.
No matter how high your cultivation or how strong your sword techniques, as long as I have the God-Beating Whip, it’s enough.
Whatever your attack, I’ll break it with one whip, invincible.
“Boom!”
Ye Qiu swung the God-Beating Whip towards the Yin Yang Holy Sword.
This strike seemed plain and unremarkable, almost weightless, as if it carried no force at all.
Seeing this, Lin Tian couldn’t help but mock, “The Yin Yang Holy Sword is a holy artefact. I don’t believe your wretched whip can block a holy artefact.”
“Whether it can block it, we’ll only know after trying,” Ye Qiu replied. As his words fell, the God-Beating Whip suddenly erupted with a beam of white light, striking the Yin Yang Holy Sword fiercely.
“Clang!”
The Yin Yang Holy Sword seemed to be struck by lightning, flying out of Lin Tian’s hand. Not only that, but Lin Tian also felt an overwhelming pressure bearing down on him, instantly locking him in place.
“How is this possible?”
Before Lin Tian could break free from the restraint, the God-Beating Whip struck him, causing him to spit blood and fly backwards.
Pfft!
Lin Tian stood up from the ground, staring at the God-Beating Whip in disbelief, unable to comprehend how a mere wooden whip could possess such immense power.
“No matter what moves you use, I’ll strike them down with one whip.”
Ye Qiu didn’t hesitate, charging forward with the God-Beating Whip.
Since he had decided to eliminate the enemy, why waste time?
“Kill!”
Lin Tian shouted, and the Yin Yang Holy Sword returned to his hand. His spirit and energy quickly converged, reaching the state of unity between man and sword.
At this moment, Ye Qiu felt a strong sense of danger.
He could clearly sense that Lin Tian’s strength had increased significantly, much stronger than before.
“Boom!”
Lin Tian thrust his sword, its terrifying momentum like a surging river, unstoppable, or like the Milky Way bursting its banks, pouring down for thousands of miles.
The Yin Yang Holy Sword radiated blinding light, the yin and yang energies flowing on its blade, as if the primordial chaos had just begun.
This strike possessed unparalleled power, filled with an invincible aura.
No matter who faced this sword’s momentum, they would tremble.
It was clear that this strike gathered all of Lin Tian’s cultivation and strength, surpassing his limits, an undeniably powerful killing move.
As Ye Qiu watched the Yin Yang Holy Sword thrust towards him, it felt as though his soul was about to explode.
Lin Tian’s face was ferocious, shouting loudly, “I don’t believe you can block this.”
Crack!
The God-Beating Whip fell, and all the sword’s momentum vanished instantly.
“What?”
Lin Tian was shocked, then desperately swung his sword, roaring, “Kill, kill, kill…”
Terrifying sword techniques relentlessly struck at Ye Qiu.
At this moment, Ye Qiu’s God-Beating Whip fell like raindrops.
“Ah…”
Lin Tian let out a miserable scream, flying backwards. Before his body hit the ground, Ye Qiu used a technique to cover ten miles in one step, instantly appearing behind Lin Tian. The God-Beating Whip swung down towards Lin Tian’s head.
Lin Tian, completely restrained and unable to move, could only watch as the God-Beating Whip descended.
“No—”
Before Lin Tian’s scream could finish, his head shattered.
