Chapter 134 - Seizing the Treasure

Three treasures set the hall ablaze with fervor, as countless figures rushed forward.

Lin Xuan’s form flickered, like a wisp of blue smoke weaving through the crowd.

He spread out his Soul Power, keenly perceiving his surroundings.

The three treasures hovered in the sky, each attracting a similar number of people.

However, if one looked closely, they would see that those lunging for the Long Sword were slightly more numerous.

Lin Xuan’s gaze sparked, he noticed that the Ling Family members had all surrounded the Long Sword, among them Ling Feng was emitting a strong aura, deterring everyone else.

Hiss!

In the chaos, a shrill tearing through the air rang out, a piercing breath aimed straight for Lin Xuan’s back.

“Hmph!”

Lin Xuan chuckled coldly.

With the perception of his Soul Power, he had already detected this sneak attack.

A Sword Qi from within his body rushed out, slicing the incoming hidden weapon into two.

In the crowd, a few figures quickly dispersed, these were the people who had set their sights on Lin Xuan.

In their eyes, although the treasure saber in the sky was tempting, the competition for it was too fierce.

It seemed more profitable to rob some Martial Artists.

Because among them, some had seen Lin Xuan pluck over a dozen Spiritual Medicines, each worth a small fortune.

After their strike missed, the assailants faded away, preparing to leave.

But Lin Xuan wouldn’t give them the chance.

Under his Soul Power’s detection, these people were like fireflies in the darkness, unmistakable.

Pfft, pfft, pfft!

He shot out several strands of Sword Qi, blending them with the wind, and then leapt upward, charging toward the Long Sword Treasure.

A few muffled groans sounded; those who had attacked all took a Sword Qi to the forehead, fell to the ground, and died.

This scene wasn’t unique and failed to catch the crowd’s notice, as more people retreated with injuries, the scene turned into total chaos.

“Clear the field!”

This was the thought of all the experts.

Otherwise, it was too chaotic.

Too many would die, and it would become uncontrollable.

Buzz!

Buzz!

Buzz!

Several strong presences surged into the sky, continually expanding.

“Those below the Spirit Sea Realm, all retreat!”

Warriors from the major forces issued the command, and these people joined forces to form an insurmountable pressure, driving away those Martial Artists with lesser strength.

Those left were Spirit Sea Realm Martial Artists; around each treasure were more than a dozen figures.

Among these people, there were seasoned warriors who had long advanced to the Spirit Sea, as well as up-and-coming warriors who had found their fortune here.

In any case, these people were all very powerful.

On Lin Xuan’s side, four Ling Family Disciples teamed up, forming the largest force, while the others were scattered and wary of each other.

Ling Feng and the others sneered when they saw Lin Xuan.

“Gentlemen, I think it’s better to clear out some of the riff-raff,” Ling Feng said coldly, looking toward Lin Xuan.

He didn’t know that Lin Xuan had already killed several Ling Family Disciples, nor was he aware of Lin Xuan’s performance in the Medicine Garden, so he still carried an air of superiority.

The remaining few warriors had various expressions.

Some who had witnessed Lin Xuan’s methods would not dare to oppose him.

Yet, there were those who stepped forward, preparing to make a move against Lin Xuan.

No one offered an explanation; in this situation, the fewer the better.

“Are you going to leave on your own, or shall I throw you out?” The approaching figure was a Late Stage Spirit Sea First Layer warrior, holding a War Saber in his hand.

“Scram!”

Lin Xuan didn’t waste words.

A formidable aura burst forth, and with a slash, he sent the challenger flying.

The sword light was dazzling, its cold radiance illuminating all directions.

The Ling Family Disciples’ faces turned pale, astounded as they looked at Lin Xuan.

In just a few days, their enemy had become so strong that he had clearly surpassed them.

Ling Feng’s eyes turned sharp.

Although surprised, he was not too concerned.

He knew everyone had their own adventures, and he believed his were better than Lin Xuan’s.

“Stop him, I’ll go for the treasure!” Ling Feng ordered.

His figure soared as Ling Feng rushed upward, and the others also made their moves.

The three disciples from the Ling Family rushed forward, among them, Ling Xiao was at the Late Stage of Spirit Sea First Layer, while the other two were at the Middle Stage of the same level.

Together, they formed a formidable force, blocking everyone’s path.

Spiritual Power surged, sweeping across the area.

The scene was extremely chaotic.

Lin Xuan’s body burst forth with strong Sword Intent, cutting through the crowd and leaping into the sky.

“Hmm?”

Ling Feng was contending with a Treasure weapon, but he noticed Lin Xuan had soared upwards.

“A bunch of trash!” he roared in anger, one hand reaching for the Long Sword Treasure, while the other clenched and slammed down.

Two giant mountain phantoms materialized, as if real mountains had collapsed from above, enveloping Lin Xuan.

“Hurricane Style!”

Lin Xuan had comprehended many moves from the Wind Emperor’s Sword, now using them one by one.

With one strike, a skyful of wild winds danced, forming a cyan hurricane that collided with the mountain phantoms.

Boom, boom!

The two forces clashed violently, like a thunderbolt on a clear day, the fierce energy rampaging in the sky, sweeping in all directions.

Martial Artists on the ground dodged in all directions, the spilling Sword Qi slicing into the earth, creating terrifying crevices that made hearts shudder.

One sword stroke cleaved the mountain phantoms, and Lin Xuan advanced again.

Ling Feng’s face darkened; Lin Xuan was stronger than he had imagined.

But, he wouldn’t allow anyone to steal the Long Sword Treasure.

“Kid, you’re courting death!” Ling Feng bellowed, drawing the long saber from his waist and striking fiercely.

In his view, Lin Xuan, a swordsman, competing for this saber-shaped Treasure, was clearly opposing him.

Sword Energy swept across, transforming into steely bands like an inverted Galaxy, slashing toward Lin Xuan.

“Hurricane Slash!”

Lin Xuan fused the Hurricane Style with the Gale Sword Technique, his sword unleashing three cyan torrents that shattered the Sword Energy.

“Wind and Thunder Slash!”

Lin Xuan ascended against the current, his cyan Sword Qi wrapped in golden arcs of electricity, sharply cutting towards Ling Feng.

“Triple Mountain Suppressing Hand!”

Ling Feng held the saber in his right hand and violently thrust his left hand forward, pressing down with three giant mountain phantoms.

Boom!

Boom!

The air exploded with the sound of impact, ripples spreading out like water, the terrible energy continuously spreading.

Lin Xuan’s expression tightened; Ling Feng’s strength was formidable, having reached the Late Stage of the Second Layer in the Spirit Sea Realm, the overwhelming Spiritual Power left him trembling.

“Illusion Thunder Step.” His body darted around, left and right, rapidly changing positions.

After understanding the Wind Emperor’s Sword, Lin Xuan’s grasp of the wind had deepened.

His speed had become incredibly fast.

Breaking free from the mountain’s pressure, the Sword Intent within him climbed incessantly, and the Red Flame Greatsword appeared in his hand.

“Melt Wind Style!”

Silent and deadly, a sword strike to kill.

The dazzling Sword Qi merged with the wind, nearly imperceptible, as if it hadn’t been swung at all.

Ling Feng, being a Late Stage Spirit Sea Second Layer Martial Artist, had strong experiences and alertness.

His heart pounded violently as he felt a fatal danger before him.

“Not good!”

Ling Feng quickly dodged, temporarily abandoning the Treasure, moving laterally to stand several meters away.

Pfft!

Where he had been standing, the air fluctuated suddenly, and a rainbow arc slashed out, cutting across all directions.

Although Ling Feng had moved aside, the Sword Qi was too long and imbued with supreme Sword Intent, and he was still caught by it.

The clothes on his chest shredded, and he staggered backward for more than ten meters before stopping.

His chest heaved in fierce breaths, anger burning in Ling Feng’s eyes.

If it wasn’t for the life-saving armor he wore, that strike would have caused him severe injury.

“Lin Xuan!” His teeth gritted with venomous fury as his eyes fixed on the figure before him.