Chapter 81 - Reversal Shocking Counterkill!

A sudden palm strike sealed off all of Lin Xuan’s retreat paths.

The fiery red handprint, like a bright red sun, radiated light, and an immense energy pressed down like a mountain.

Even with the Illusion Thunder Step, Lin Xuan couldn’t dodge this attack.

“I have no choice but to use this move,” Lin Xuan’s eyes flickered as he prepared to use a technique he practiced daily but seldom used.

“Outer Heaven Flying Star!”

A man and his sword turned into a streak of light, falling like a meteor, dazzling to the eyes.

Hiss!

Bang!

The air exploded, as if split in half, creating what seemed like a vacuum within a five-meter radius.

After the flash of light, the figures of the two were revealed.

The black-clothed martial artist had a bloody sword mark from his arm to his chest, with flesh torn and white bones faintly visible.

Lin Xuan’s sword had almost cleaved him in two.

The face of the black-clothed man twisted, his eyes filled with a hint of terror.

He was once again stunned by the young man before him.

This time, he had used all his strength, but the injury he suffered was even more severe than before!

If this continued, even if he could kill Lin Xuan, he himself would likely die of serious injuries.

Facing this calm young man, a thought of retreat actually emerged in his mind.

Lin Xuan was also in bad shape.

Although his sword had successfully wounded the black-clothed man, he himself had been hit by the fiery red palm.

Many of his ribs were broken, and he had sustained severe internal injuries.

This was the first time he had felt the threat of death.

Lin Xuan forcefully stood up, pointing his longsword once more at the black-clothed martial artist.

He couldn’t show weakness at this time.

He had to remain fierce to the end and keep the enemy stunned.

Otherwise, the black-clothed martial artist might attack again.

Indeed, seeing Lin Xuan’s longsword, the black-clothed martial artist instinctively took two steps back.

“Fear?” Lin Xuan laughed.

He saw fear in the eyes of the black-clothed martial artist.

No one would believe that a Ninth Stage of Pulse Condensation warrior would be afraid of a Sixth Rank youth, but it was indeed happening.

Seeing Lin Xuan’s mocking laugh, the black-clothed martial artist was extremely annoyed.

He realized his own fear, but compared to his life, everything else seemed unimportant.

However, Lin Xuan clearly didn’t want to let him go.

If he were to return and bring stronger enemies, his death would be certain.

“Hold no illusions, I won’t give you the chance to escape.” Lin Xuan’s body trembled, but his eyes shone bright like stars, and his aura was like an unsheathed peerless treasure sword, sharp and uncovered.

The black-clothed man’s pupils suddenly constricted.

He was surprised by Lin Xuan’s decisiveness and even more shocked by his aura.

Such an aura, like the peerless chill, made his heart quiver.

“Sword Force!

And it’s far beyond entry-level!” The black-clothed man lost all will to fight, trembling like a frightened kitten.

The young man before him was like a riddle that one couldn’t see through.

First, his cultivation skyrocketed, then he cut off his arm with one sword.

Despite his full-force attack, he executed a stunning sword move and even displayed a sword force close to Small Success.

“Escape!” This was the only thought in the black-clothed martial artist’s mind.

Lin Xuan slowly raised his longsword.

The Sword Intent Seed within him was like a golden sun, shining brilliantly.

He raised his hand and struck with his sword.

The man in black retreated in despair, realizing that what Lin Xuan had swung was not a longsword, but a Divine Thunder descending from the Nine Heavens, penetrating heaven and earth, annihilating everything.

“Ah!” A scream echoed, and the black-clothed Martial Artist fell to the ground with a sword through his brow, engulfed in endless fear.

Lin Xuan stuck his longsword into the ground and couldn’t help but cough up a mouthful of fresh blood.

He laboriously walked over to the black-clothed Martial Artist and took off his Storage Ring.

This battle was the most perilous one he had ever faced since he began his martial arts training, having exhausted all his cards to finally slay the black-clothed Martial Artist.

“Is this the strength of the Ninth Stage of Pulse Condensation?” Lin Xuan couldn’t help but think of Zhang Qian, an elite disciple of the sect, probably much stronger than the black-clothed Martial Artist.

“However, I possess the Sword Intent Seed, and as long as I can comprehend a fraction of it, slaying Zhang Qian will not be a problem.” Lin Xuan felt no fear, instead, he felt a trace of anticipation; only a stronger opponent could accelerate his growth.

Putting away his longsword, Lin Xuan took out some Healing Pills and then found a safe place to quietly recover.

In his body, the Longevity Technique swiftly circulated, all seven Spirit Veins vibrated together, rapidly healing his internal injuries.

Time flew swiftly, and a day had passed in a blink.

In Yunlan City, Ling Ze paced back and forth anxiously.

The black-clothed men he had sent out had been gone for a whole day, and there was still no news, making him uneasy.

“What am I worried about?

How could a mere Sixth Rank Pulse Condensation lad escape?” Ling Ze comforted himself.

But as time passed, his unease grew stronger: “Could that youngster have really escaped?”

From start to finish, he never considered the possibility that the black-clothed men might have been killed, as, in his view, it was simply impossible.

“Forget it, I’ll know once I return to the sect.” Ultimately unable to ignore his feelings, Ling Ze decided to go back to the Xuantian Sect to check on Lin Xuan’s situation.

Half a day later, a ten-zhang-long demon beast, carrying Ling Ze and two black-clothed Martial Artists, flew towards the direction of the Xuantian Sect.

In the forest, Lin Xuan slowly opened his eyes, his injuries had already healed substantially, even the broken bones had realigned and healed under the operation of the Longevity Technique.

This made him marvel once more at the miraculousness of the Longevity Technique; among the cultivation techniques he knew, none could compare with it.

Next, Lin Xuan did not immediately depart but instead recalled yesterday’s battle to summarize his experiences.

“The Thunder Sword Force is nearing Small Success; its power is unimaginable, but the Thunder Move Sword Technique has fallen behind and no longer matches my strength.” Lin Xuan pondered; during his time at the Outer Door, Thunder Move Swordmanship had been his primary means of attack, but as his cultivation improved, the incomplete Thunder Move Sword Technique no longer met his needs.

“The Illusion Thunder Step also needs further enhancement; Outer Heaven Flying Star remains the last resort for saving my life.” Lin Xuan thought over and over, realizing he had too few cards to play with.

“I need to select a few Martial Arts to fully enhance before going back.” Lin Xuan stroked his chin, but before that, he had another idea.

Currently, his Spiritual Power had a Thunder Attribute, initially modified to match the Thunder Move Sword Technique.

But now with the Thunder Sword Intent Seed, his Thunder Attribute Spiritual Power seemed somewhat redundant.

Moreover, he felt that the greatest advantage of the Longevity Technique was its ability to merge all attributes and its terrifying recovery ability, which he had experienced during the healing process.

“Could I transfer all the Thunder Attribute inside me to the Sword Intent Seed, letting my Spiritual Power return to its normal attributeless state?” Lin Xuan had an idea and began to experiment.

First, he activated the Sword Intent Seed, making it emit the pressure of Nine Heavens Thunder to see if it could attract the Thunder inside him.

The next moment, a startling change occurred in his body.