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Chapter 5: Today, Whoever Blocks My Path Shall Be Slain!

Wang Fan’s veins bulged, his words garbled:

“I… don’t know!”

“Since you don’t know, then die!”

Crack.

With a squeeze of his hand, Wang Fan’s neck snapped.

Dead silence fell over the scene so that even the quietest one could hear a pin drop.

Until his dying breath, Wang Fan couldn’t believe he would die so ignominiously.

He never even got the chance to unleash his killing move.

Lu Jin didn’t even glance at him, casually tossing the corpse aside before lifting his gaze to sweep over the crowd.

The disciples looked on in terror, involuntarily stepping back.

Only now did everyone understand: the Lu Jin who had returned was domineering, no longer the waste who had lost his cultivation in the Demon Cavern!

As for how powerful he was… to instantly kill even Wang Fan, he definitely couldn’t be below the ninth level of the Spirit Pearl realm!

“He’s recovered to his peak strength from three years ago!”
“We are no match for him! But the inner sect elders of the Saintess Peak aren’t here! What do we do?”
“At a time like this, why hasn’t Peak Lord Ji Yaoyue shown herself? Will she just keep watching disciples die by his hand?!”
“Quick, summon elders from the other peaks!”

As they spoke, someone had already sent a message talisman.

The continuous thunder over Slaughter Immortal Peak for the past three days had already drawn the sect’s attention. Now, with this happening, inner sect elders had already been alerted and were on their way. Shortly after the talisman was sent, several figures shot over from other peaks, each radiating powerful auras. There was even a first-level Golden Core elder among them!

In the current Myriad Sword Sect, besides the eight Peak Lords ruling their respective peaks, each peak also had several inner sect elders. Each inner elder oversaw dozens of inner sect disciples.

As for the Sect Master, he was elusive, rarely appearing even for major events like sect tournaments.

The Golden Core elder who appeared now was Luo Jiu, an inner elder from neighboring Nine Swords Peak.

The other elders, while not yet at the Golden Core realm, were almost all at the ninth level of the Spirit Pearl realm. This lineup was enough to shake anyone.

Seeing the newcomers, Lu Jin’s eyes narrowed slightly, but he showed not a trace of fear.

Today, gods or demons, whoever stands in my way shall be slain!

Hum!

Luo Jiu descended, his aura radiating, causing the surrounding air to vibrate and hum with oppressive pressure!

“It’s Inner Elder Luo Jiu from Nine Swords Peak!”
“A Golden Core expert is here! He will surely be able to kill him!”
“This vile scum, Lu Jin, will die today!”

Seeing the arrivals, the surrounding disciples buzzed with discussion, their eyes filled with schadenfreude.

Luo Jiu and the others also saw the corpses on the ground, their faces turning cold.

“Elder Luo! That’s Lu Jin! He killed Elder Lu and his disciple earlier, and now he’s killed Senior Brother Wang Fan!” A disciple ran up, pointing at Lu Jin with gritted teeth.

“This elder is aware,” Luo Jiu frowned, then asked, “Where are the higher-ups of Saintess Peak?”

The disciple replied, “The elders have all gone to Black Dragon River to hunt water demons! The Peak Lord should be guarding the Saintess in secluded cultivation! That’s how he managed to succeed!”

Luo Jiu nodded, his cold eyes turning to Lu Jin. He was slightly surprised but quickly resumed an inviolable demeanor. “I never thought you’d still be alive after disappearing for three years, boy. Today, this elder will personally preside here. We will settle old and new scores together, cleansing our Wanjian Sect’s ranks!”

Hearing this, the other elders also spoke up:

“Elder Luo is right!”
“Lu Jin, don’t think that just because three years have passed, we’ve forgotten you colluded with the Demon Cavern and slaughtered our Myriad Sword Sect disciples!”
“Three years ago, you were already a waste with a shattered Dantian. To have strength now, you must have cultivated heretical demonic methods!”
“Where have you been these three years? Confess truthfully!”

Their shouts were thunderous, overbearing, and imposing, making it hard to meet their gaze.

Lu Jin’s eyes were downcast, slightly shaking his head, a cold curve forming on his lips.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly looked up. “Enough nonsense. Just attack together.”

These words made everyone pause!

Then, they burst into laughter:

“Lu Jin, you are too arrogant!”
“Your cultivation is merely at the fifth level of the Spirit Pearl realm! You only managed to kill Wang Fan and the others through some unknown means! Do you think that allows you to challenge us elders?”
“That being said, surviving three years and gaining cultivation, triggering three days of lightning tribulations, instantly killing an eighth-level Spirit Pearl… Lu Jin, the treasure on you must defy the heavens!”
“Hand over the supreme treasure in your possession, and we might spare your life!”

Lu Jin frowned. “So much nonsense!”

Hearing this, their gazes turned even colder.

A ninth-level Spirit Pearl elder instantly erupted, spiritual energy swirling around him. A flying sword shot out from his storage ring, hovering above his head, gleaming with a cold light.

“Lu Jin, you are too insolent! This elder will capture you first!”

This elder, named Niu Bian, though an outer sect elder, possessed strength at the ninth level of the Spirit Pearl realm. He commanded the outer sect, held an extremely high status, and was far beyond someone of Elder Lu’s caliber.

“Elder Niu, whatever you do, don’t kill him directly! This boy has secrets; we need to interrogate him carefully!”
“Don’t worry, Elder Luo. I will capture him alive!”

Before Elder Niu’s words faded, the flying sword above his head trembled. Propelled by spiritual energy, it shot down towards Lu Jin!

“The Myriad Sword Sect’s mid-grade sword art, Nine Strikes of the Piercing Sword?”

Lu Jin smiled faintly, not moving an inch.

“Grand Evolution Dragon Transformation Art, First Layer, Dragon Membrane!”

Hum!

As the incantation was recited, spiritual power surged into his palm. A layer of white light emerged as he actually reached out bare-handed to grab the flying sword.

This scene made many frown.

“He dares to catch Elder Niu’s flying sword bare-handed! He’s overestimating himself!”
“Heh, has he given up resisting?”
“Fool!”

Amid the crowd’s shock, the next second, they seemed to witness an unbelievable scene. Their unfinished words stuck in their throats as they froze on the spot!

Elder Niu’s flying sword shot forward lightning-fast, arriving before Lu Jin in the blink of an eye, but it abruptly halted right at the palm Lu Jin had thrust out!

“What? How is this possible?!”
“Catching a flying sword bare-handed? And he actually stopped its attack?”
“What kind of crooked, demonic art has this guy cultivated? That’s Elder Niu’s killer move!”

Amid the astonishment, a crack was heard.

As Lu Jin’s hand clenched, the flying sword was directly crushed to pieces!

Elder Niu’s face was full of shock. “How is this possible!”

But in his moment of shock, he felt a sudden chill on his forehead.

A fragment of the flying sword had pierced through his brow, bringing a streak of brain matter out the back of his skull.

Witnessing this, everyone was stunned with disbelief. Luo Jiu in particular frowned deeply, for Lu Jin to kill Elder Niu so casually right before his eyes was simply unacceptable!

Lu Jin sighed softly, gently pushing over the still-standing Elder Niu, and said calmly, “I just want to find Liu Ruyan for revenge. Why are you all so eager to deliver yourselves to death? What were you thinking?”

With these words, he wasted no more breath. His figure suddenly shot forward, spiritual power condensing in his palm, his target clearly the inner elder, Luo Jiu!

The crowd was shocked once more!

“What? He dares to attack Elder Luo first?!”
“An ant trying to shake a tree!”
“Seeking death!”

Luo Jiu was quite surprised but immediately counterattacked!

Lu Jin could catch a flying sword bare-handed and instantly kill Elder Niu. Though Luo Jiu was a first-level Golden Core expert, he didn’t dare to be overconfident. He immediately employed a killing move.

“Hundred Swords Slash!”

Spiritual light shimmered, spiritual energy howled. One hundred sword silhouettes condensed from spiritual energy densely shot towards Lu Jin like a volley of arrows, shaking the void as they sharply stabbed down!

Facing such force, Lu Jin’s gaze turned icy. The layer of white dragon membrane materialized again, instantly transforming into a ball of light that enveloped him.

This was the defensive power available at the initial stage of cultivating the Grand Evolution Dragon Transformation Art. Facing such a fierce attack, Lu Jin had to be cautious.

The combat power of the Golden Core realm was not just a bit stronger than the Spirit Pearl realm.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The spiritual swords whistled, crashing against the white defensive light like boulders thrown into a lake, suddenly erupting into huge ripples, the roaring incessant!

Spiritual energy on the scene was chaotic. Lu Jin’s figure, shrouded within, became blurred.

Seeing this, the crowd exclaimed.

“Under Elder Luo’s assault, he is surely dead!”
“Being able to block ten of Elder Luo’s spiritual swords is already his limit!”
“The Hundred Swords Slash is one of the Myriad Sword Sect’s top ten Profound-grade high-level combat techniques! Its power is immense! At his mere fifth level Spirit Pearl realm, persisting to this point, he can die without regret.”

Amid the chaotic battlefield, the hundred spiritual swords continuously stabbed down. The earth trembled, sand flew, and stones scattered!

But right then, the chaotic spiritual energy generated by the exploding spiritual swords was suddenly sucked away by a tremendous force of attraction.

Lu Jin frowned. “The Burial Heaven’s Coffin End can even devour this?”

In his moment of astonishment, a stream of pure spiritual energy once again poured into his body. Within his Dantian, the sixth Spirit Pearl gradually began to reveal its core.

And as the sixth Spirit Pearl manifested, another martial art flooded into his mind.

“Karmic Flame Prison-Suppressing Sword!”

“Transform spiritual power into flame swords, cleansing all sin! Cultivated to perfection, ten thousand karmic flames transform into a prison of ten thousand swords, suppressing and killing all!”

“Perfect timing. But to condense flame swords requires the spiritual energy of a strange fire to catalyze. I can’t use it right now. However, the Hundred Swords Slash is enough to deal with Luo Jiu!”

“And besides…”

His voice suddenly rang out:

“The Hundred Swords Slash isn’t meant to be used like that!”

Hum!

Before his voice faded, a violent surge of spiritual energy erupted. From within the chaotic area of flying dust, spiritual energy swords shot out, actually using the same technique to explosively assault Luo Jiu!

The flying swords violently collided in the air between the two, emitting sharp explosive sounds. The crowd was terrified, their faces filled with disbelief.

“He can still counterattack?!”
“As far as I know, the Hundred Swords Slash was the most powerful martial art Lu Jin could cultivate three years ago! If he’s exhausted his techniques now, he has nothing left!”
“Heh, Elder Luo Jiu can already condense one hundred and sixty flying swords, reaching the peak! How can he possibly resist that!”
“Something’s wrong! Look!”

Shing! Shing! Shing!

To the crowd’s shock, they saw the flying swords condensed by Elder Luo Jiu were already exhausted, yet they had failed to defeat Lu Jin. Instead, from Lu Jin’s position, flying swords continuously shot out, flooding towards Luo Jiu like a torrent!

“What?! How is this possible?!”

Luo Jiu was dumbfounded, his eyes full of terror!

At a rough glance, the flying swords Lu Jin condensed numbered at least five hundred!

“Elders! Assist me now!”

Luo Jiu urgently roared, panic-stricken!

Lu Jin’s eyes, however, turned cold:

“Those who block me, die!”

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