Ghost Yan slashed, attempting to destroy the needles with furious arcs of energy.
Lin Xuan gave him no time. The Fragmented Yuan Needles bypassed his attacks, and the Youxuan Sword lifted him into the air.
"Hmph, unless you flee like a coward, today is your death!"
Seeing Lin Xuan mid-air, Ghost Yan growled, trying to provoke him.
Lin Xuan had no intention of running.
"Transforming Spirit Needles!"
He condensed his spiritual energy, fusing the Fragmented Yuan Needles and sending them toward Ghost Yan once more.
Ghost Yan blurred, leaving afterimages behind. Each afterimage radiated even more terrifying blade energy.
"Three-Step Ghost Shadow Blade!"
Three consecutive afterimages intensified the deadly glow, locking on Lin Xuan mid-air.
He leapt, surging meters high.
Yuan energy roared from him as the long blade descended.
The colossal blade energy overshadowed the arena like a dark storm.
A Yuan Dan small completion expert's fully charged strike was awe-inspiring.
But as the blood-red blade came down, a faint golden light erupted.
"Golden pure Yuan aura!"
The crowd gasped.
Normal pure Yuan energy glowed faintly red, like Yang Yuan Stones. This dazzling golden light was unlike anything they had seen.
Boom!
A deafening explosion shook the city square. The golden light held firm, while the blood-red blade shattered into Yuan energy waves, spreading in all directions.
"Unbelievable… so strong!"
"This pure Yuan aura rivals a fully completed Yuan Dan expert!"
"His Yuan Dan must be incredible—or he's mastered a protective martial art."
Even the spectators atop the viewing platform...Yue Shan, Xia Wan Jin, and the city lord—gaped.
Even they would struggle to remain still against such a strike.
Impossible…
Ghost Yan's eyes widened in terror, his arrogance vanished.
He crashed to the ground.
Lin Xuan hovered mid-air, twelve Fragmented Yuan Needles arranged around him. He looked down at Ghost Yan, a cruel smirk playing across his lips.
"Now, it's my turn. Let's see if you survive!"
He waved his hand. Twelve Fragmented Yuan Swords shot out like dark streaks.
At the same time, his Niwan Palace surged with spiritual energy. Some merged with the needles, while others formed rippling spiritual waves.
Spirit Transforming Needle Wave!
This devastating technique fused his Spirit Transforming Needles and Spiral Wave, capable of shattering even the strongest defenses.
Buzz!
Spiral Wave struck Ghost Yan's pure Yuan aura with violent force.
Whizz! Whizz! Whizz!
Black needle shadows pierced his defenses, embedding deep inside.
"Ahhh—"
Ghost Yan screamed, agonized.
"Master!"
Ghost Blade Sect members panicked, shouting.
Seeing Lin Xuan poised to strike, Yue Shan frowned, his Yuan energy surging as he charged the arena.
"You brat, stop!"
Yue Shan's palms slammed together, radiating an overwhelming force like a mountain crushing down.
Killing intent surged in his eyes. He wanted to take advantage of the moment to strike Lin Xuan.
Though there had been no direct conflict with the Lin Family yet, his subordinates....the Blood-Clothed Sect and now the Ghost Blade Sect—operated under his orders.
Seeds of hatred had already been sown.
Judging by Lin Xuan's display of power just now, he posed a grave threat.
He could not be allowed to grow unchecked.
This child must be eliminated.
Dense, majestic pure Yuan energy rapidly gathered on his fists before he thrust a crushing punch toward Lin Xuan's back.
"Mountain Fist!"
A dazzling orb of light surged from Yue Shan's punch, shifting and twisting midair, taking on a faint mountainous shape.
"Yue Shan, how dare you!" Yan Xuan's expression changed in shock. His spiritual energy surged as he leapt from the viewing platform—this was his beloved disciple!
Xia Wan Jin also rushed forward, his face tense as he observed Yue Shan's attack.
"This Yue Shan… he's beginning to grasp the Art of Form!" Xia Wan Jin muttered, eyes wide.
The so-called Art of Form was a stepping stone to the first level of the Creation Stage, the Forming Realm. Only those who understood it could ascend further.
"Lin Xuan, move back!" he shouted.
"Careful!"
Xuan Su, Zi Yue, and others panicked, urgently warning him.
But Yue Shan had the advantage of initiative....he would strike first. Xia Wan Jin might not reach in time.
Yet in this critical moment, Lin Xuan remained calm, even establishing tasks in his mind.
"System, set tasks!"
[Task: Battle Yue Shan. Reward: One bottle of Sixth-Grade Ju Yuan Pills.]
[Task: Kill Yue Shan. Reward: One bottle of Seventh-Grade Guiyuan Pills.]
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