Chapter 37 - The Damaged Escape Talisman

All disciples of the Divine Power Group were taken aback, they hadn’t expected Jiang Yulong to have such a strong reaction.

“You have one last chance, speak up, and live!

Otherwise, die!” Jiang Yulong’s sword finger pointed at Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan squinted his eyes, a lazy smile on his face, but in his heart, he said to the Lord of Wine, “Was what you just said true?”

“That’s right, Little Xuanzi, you’re young and you still won’t believe it, you can’t even listen to the whole thing,” the Lord of Wine chided.

“Although this Wind Escape Talisman is damaged, it can still be used one more time; your life is saved.”

“Drunken Uncle, let me have a clash with him, then you use the Wind Escape Talisman,” Lin Xuan said.

“Oh, you’re going to make a move?” the Lord of Wine was startled, “Heh heh, Little Xuanzi, not to burst your bubble, but there’s a two realm gap between you; be careful not to get instantly killed!”

“Don’t worry, I know my limits, start getting ready!” Lin Xuan assured.

Under Jiang Yulong’s watchful gaze, Lin Xuan showed not a trace of fear.

He chuckled, “I’ve long heard about the Outer Four Masters; I wonder if they’re as rumored?”

“How about a couple of moves?”

Jiang Yulong furrowed his brows, he really couldn’t figure out where a Fourth Rank Spirit Warrior got his confidence.

“Brat, you’re courting death, daring to speak to Brother Jiang in such a manner!” Finally, the disciples of the Divine Power Group couldn’t hold back anymore.

“That’s right, don’t even look at who you are, daring to challenge the Outer Four Masters; don’t forget, your life is still in our hands!”

Lin Xuan ignored these people and drew his fine steel long sword, knowing he had only one chance to strike; therefore, he must use his strongest move.

He couldn’t use the Outer Heaven Flying Star, as that was his trump card for preserving his life.

The strongest move he could display was the First Layer Sword Skill of the Thunder Move Sword Technique, the Thirteen Swords United.

In an instant, Lin Xuan boosted his power to its maximum state, concentrating all his strength into this lone strike.

With a flash of cold light, the longsword swept through, silent and almost without light.

Such a swift strike that even the other disciples of the Divine Power Group couldn’t discern the trajectory of the sword.

Jiang Yulong had not expected Lin Xuan to actually dare to strike, and this sword technique took him by surprise.

“I will show you what a genius is, what is called a disparity!” Jiang Yulong sneered malevolently, his longsword moving like a dragon, bringing a shocking sword force.

Clang!

Their swords collided, sparking a dazzling light.

Lin Xuan’s attack didn’t injure Jiang Yulong; after all, the gap between them was too large.

However, the strike managed to alter the opponent’s sword force, and the longsword originally aimed at Lin Xuan deviated from its course, grazing past him.

“Is this the strength of the Outer Four Masters?” Lin Xuan showed no disappointment.

He was not inferior to anyone; what he lacked was merely time.

One must know he had been cultivating for only three months.

Boom!

Where the sword light had passed, everything turned to ash.

However, anger flashed across Jiang Yulong’s face; the idea that his sword could be swayed by the other was humiliating for him.

“Hmph!” Jiang Yulong snorted coldly; his longsword danced again, materialized sword light captivating, charged with violent energy towards Lin Xuan.

“Ha ha, Outer Four Masters are nothing special after all.

Next time we meet, I’ll defeat you with the sword in my hand!” Lin Xuan laughed heartily as a gust of wind surged around him.

“The brown stone, I’ve given it to the Poison Snake Mercenary Group’s men; I hope you can still catch up!”

The wind enveloped Lin Xuan, carrying him off into the distance.

Whoosh!

Jiang Yulong’s longsword fell, but it only cut through the air.

Lin Xuan’s laughter still echoed in the woods, unable to fade for a long time.

Jiang Yulong’s expression turned icy.

A disciple as insignificant as an ant had made a fool of him and then departed gracefully, an occurrence that had never happened to him before.

“Boy, next time we meet, I will surely cut you down with my sword!” Jiang Yulong had already developed a killing intent.

The Divine Power Group disciples looked at each other, not daring to speak.

Lin Xuan’s actions had slapped them across the face once again.

“What are you staring at?

Go and find the Poison Snake Mercenary Group!” Jiang Yulong said sternly.

“But Lin Xuan…”

A Divine Power Group disciple wanted to say something more, but seeing the coldness in Jiang Yulong’s face, colder even than an iceberg, he had to swallow the words back down.

“Everyone, follow me, search for the Poison Snake Mercenary Group with all your might, and report immediately once they’re found!” The disciples of the Divine Power Group immediately split into countless small teams and vanished into the forest.

Lin Xuan was enveloped by a wild wind, unable to see the landscape outside, but he could feel himself flying.

“This feeling is so marvelous!” Lin Xuan couldn’t help but shout.

“When you reach the Spirit Transformation Realm, you’ll be able to fly on your own strength!” Lord of Wine said.

“Spirit Transformation Realm, I will definitely reach it!” Lin Xuan’s eyes were filled with determination.

Above the Magnetic Condensation Realm was the Spirit Sea Realm, where spiritual power could be released from the body to kill enemies thousands of miles away.

After the Spirit Sea Realm came the Spirit Transformation Realm, where cultivators could break free from the physical shackles and achieve flight.

As Lin Xuan pondered his future, the wild wind around him gradually lessened and eventually disappeared, and he safely arrived on the ground.

Lin Xuan steadied himself and looked around, his young face suddenly turning extremely ugly.

Gloomy, icy cold.

That was Lin Xuan’s most immediate sensation.

He looked around warily.

The surrounding area had some gray and black trees and vines, and what was even more eerie was that there was not a single sound.

Yes, apart from the sound of Lin Xuan’s own heartbeat, there was really no other sound.

“What kind of god-forsaken place is this?” Lin Xuan’s scalp tingled.

“Could it be I’ve arrived at the Demon Pit?”

“Ah, Little Xuanzi, you really are a jinx!” Lord of Wine droned.

“What?

It’s really the Demon Pit!” Lin Xuan exclaimed, “I’m done for now.

I’ve just escaped the jaws of death, only to fall into another dangerous situation.

My luck is truly awful these days!”

Lin Xuan clutched his small face, then suddenly his expression changed: “But wait, isn’t it said that all who get close to the Demon Pit die?

Why am I unscathed?”

“Could it be this is not the Demon Pit?” As the thought struck him, Lin Xuan became overjoyed.

“This is indeed the Demon Pit, it’s just that you’ve come inside the Demon Pit,” Lord of Wine said with a sigh, dousing Lin Xuan’s excitement with a cold reality.

“Inside the Demon Pit?” Lin Xuan took a deep breath, “No one has ever made it inside the Demon Pit before.

I’m curious to see what’s so special about this place.”

“Uncle, there aren’t any prohibitions here, right?” Lin Xuan asked cautiously.

“There are none.

You can walk freely.

If I’m not mistaken, this is also the outer edge,” Lord of Wine concluded after a brief observation.

Lin Xuan, holding his longsword, stepped over some vines and cautiously walked deeper inside.

Gradually, there were fewer trees and in their place stood cold, erect steles, like trees standing upright.

Most of these steles were broken and battered, as if they had endured countless years.

As Lin Xuan approached, he could feel a sense of ancientness enveloping him.

“Ah…” Even Lord of Wine sighed upon seeing these steles, his voice filled with helplessness.

Lin Xuan didn’t understand why Lord of Wine felt this way, and he stepped forward, gently touching the faces of the steles.

Suddenly, he let out a soft “Eh?” as if he had discovered something.