Chapter Index

    One man, one blade.

    Lin Xun strode step by step toward the direction of Dragon Lock Valley.

    The generals guarding the city saw this scene and swallowed hard.

    Although the opponent was just one person, looking at this man made them feel that he was even more terrifying than a thousand troops and horses!

    Every step Lin Xun took forward felt like stepping on their hearts.

    As long as Lin Xun continued to walk forward, these soldiers guarding the pass felt like their hearts would be crushed!

    Even the hands holding their weapons had begun to tremble.

    Clearly, this Lin Xun hadn’t done anything yet, but these people were already starting to want to surrender!

    “Attack! Attack me! Go!”

    The official responsible for guarding Dragon Lock Valley kept shouting at the Cultivators behind him.

    They could not let Lin Xun advance any further.

    If Lin Xun continued to move forward and he didn’t send troops,

    then their side’s morale would drop to freezing point, and by then, even if this Lin Xun wasn’t that strong, Dragon Lock Valley would collapse without a fight.

    And if Dragon Lock Valley fell, it would truly be the end!

    He would definitely be killed by his master!

    “Go! All of you, go!”

    The general guarding the pass shouted again.

    But behind him, those Cultivators dared not move forward, looking at Lin Xun as if they were looking at a ferocious beast, as if a mere gesture would tear them all to shreds!

    “Go!”

    The general guarding the pass shouted again, then raised the long blade in his hand and chopped down at a soldier.

    The soldier’s head was chopped off, and blood spurted out!

    “Listen up! Those who defy military orders or flee in the face of the enemy! Die!!!”

    As the words fell, this man chopped off another head.

    “Go!”

    The general guarding the pass roared, his voice echoing throughout Dragon Lock Pass.

    The voice of the general guarding the pass sounded imposing, even carrying a sense of determination to die.

    But if one listened closely, one would realize that he was merely using his roar to mask his own fear!

    “Kill!”

    “Kill!”

    In the Cultivator army, sounds of “Kill” gradually arose.

    However, the voices were very faint and intermittent.

    These people seemed as if they were shouting out of fright, their spirits lost, their eyes dull, as if they didn’t even know what they were doing.

    “Kill!”

    “Kill…”

    “Kill!”

    But within the army, the sound of shouting “Kill” grew more numerous, and the volume also grew louder.

    “Kill!!”

    “Kill!!!”

    Finally, within the army, the fear that had been suppressed for a long time burst forth in this thunderous roar!

    Tens of thousands of Cultivators raised the weapons in their hands and flew out of Dragon Lock Valley, slashing toward Lin Xun.

    Even though their bodies were still trembling, they still charged forward, relying solely on their last bit of courage.

    “You all want to live too, don’t you…”

    Looking at the Cultivators charging toward him, Lin Xun sighed softly.

    “But I’m sorry, this is war.”

    As the words fell, Lin Xun swung his blade once.

    This single strike slashed across the sky, as if splitting the entire expanse of the heavens in two.

    And under this one strike, all the Cultivators rushing forward were utterly annihilated, body and spirit destroyed.

    Upon seeing this scene, the Cultivators who had not yet charged stood frozen in place, the weapons in their hands having already slipped, falling straight down.

    The glint of the blade dissipated, but the pressure still permeated heaven and earth.

    The long spear in Lin Xun’s hand gradually turned to dust and scattered in the air.

    This blade was just one that Lin Xun had casually picked up.

    It was not some precious famous weapon at all.

    Lin Xun looked at his empty palm, and with a single thought, a long spear appeared in his palm.

    And this was Lin Xun’s true Natal Magical Artifact.

    What Lin Xun was best at had never been a blade or a sword, but his long spear.

    As for others, they naturally knew that Lin Xun was the world’s foremost spear master.

    Lin Xun, who had returned to the fourteenth realm—the Spirit Refining Realm—gripped the long spear, and the entire world suddenly shook.

    The air was filled with incomparably sharp Spear Qi, making everyone feel that even breathing was somewhat difficult.

    Everyone had already lost the thought of charging forward.

    They knew that if they charged forward, death was certain!

    “Those who want to leave may go, I will not stop you, but if you wield your weapons and swing them at me, you will bear the consequences of life and death.”

    Lin Xun spoke lightly, his eyes devoid of sorrow or joy.

    When Lin Xun was sixteen, he was already unrivaled under heaven; he had long lost any pleasure in this kind of overwhelming power.

    So if they wanted to leave, Lin Xun would not stop them, but if they insisted on moving forward, he would satisfy them and directly send them into Reincarnation.

    “I will count to three.”

    Lin Xun raised the long spear in his hand and pointed it toward Dragon Lock Valley.

    Lin Xun did not point at any specific person, but everyone felt as if this long spear was pointed directly at their throats!

    “Three.”

    “Two.”

    “Monster!”

    “Monster!”

    “Don’t kill me!”

    “Move aside, everyone move aside!”

    “Don’t leave!”

    “Hey! Did you hear me! Don’t leave!”

    “Those who flee in the face of the enemy! Executed!”

    “Stop for me!”

    Lin Xun hadn’t even counted to one before all the Cultivators of Dragon Lock Valley fled in the opposite direction of Lin Xun.

    They no longer wanted to face the monster that was Lin Xun.

    They had absolutely no chance of winning; they only wanted to live.

    The general guarding the pass shouted continuously, but it was completely useless.

    The general guarding the pass used his trembling blade to cut down the fleeing Cultivators beside him one by one, but it was utterly futile.

    The morale of Dragon Lock Pass had completely collapsed!

    “Don’t run. Don’t run!”

    The general guarding the pass shouted, watching the departing soldiers, as if his Sanity value had completely drained away, while the oppressive pressure lingering in the sky grew heavier.

    When the trembling general guarding the pass turned around, Lin Xun had already stepped into Dragon Lock Pass.

    The guarding Magic Formation instantly cracked and disintegrated.

    With a “thud.”

    The general guarding the pass felt his legs go weak, as if his entire body had fallen into endless darkness, and he knelt down toward Lin Xun.

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