Xian Ni: The God of Killing Returns, Marries Li Muwan at the Beginning

Zhang Kuang gripped the broken immortal sword tightly, staring at his master's blood-stained robes, his eyes red as he roared, "As the head of the Hengyue Sect, I will never abandon the Hengyue Sect!"

Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged cultivator flicked his fingers and sent out three black beams of light, instantly piercing through the Nascent Souls of three Nascent Soul stage elders.

Amid screams, Hengyue Sect disciples were blown away like ants by the shockwave, and the sect buildings collapsed with a deafening roar, raising clouds of dust that blotted out the sky.

"You scum from Vermilion Bird Star, since you don't know what's good for you, then die!"

The middle-aged cultivator formed hand seals, and nine jet-black spheres appeared in the void, each containing destructive power enough to level a mountain range.

Just then, the cultivators who had reached the edge of the battlefield, led by Li Qiqing, were forced to prostrate on the ground by this oppressive force, their nascent souls trembling wildly in their sea of ​​consciousness.

As the energy tore through the barrier with overwhelming force, the Hengyue Sect's protective mountain formation collapsed with a deafening roar.

In the instant that the rubble and the light burst forth, Li Muwan was thrown back by the aftershock, blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, but she still stubbornly propped herself up and glared angrily at the sky.

The arrogant laughter of the middle-aged cultivator, mixed with the roar of the shattering barrier, startled thousands of cultivators within the Zhao Kingdom, causing them to flee.

Li Qiqing and his team of top-tier experts finally arrived, their faces turning pale as they gazed at the devastated scene.

Li Qiqing, the leader, suppressed his surging blood and stepped forward with a forced smile, bowing and saying, "Senior, please calm your anger! My Vermilion Bird Star is willing to offer up millennium-old spirit ore and secret treasures, only asking that you, Senior,..."

"Noisy!"

The middle-aged cultivator waved his hand and unleashed a black beam of light. Li Qiqing hastily formed a hand seal to defend himself, but was forced back three steps by the impact, with large patches of blood seeping from his clothes.

Seeing this, the other cultivators who had reached the pinnacle of cultivation all summoned their magical treasures, but they could not move an inch under the oppressive aura released by the other party at will.

"Spirit mine? Secret treasure?"

The middle-aged cultivator gave a sinister smile, his gaze sweeping over Li Muwan, who was struggling to her feet in the crowd. "I only need this beauty to sleep with me for three nights, then I'll slaughter the entire Hengyue Sect to establish my authority. As for the others..."

Suddenly, the middle-aged cultivator made a hand seal, and the mountains on the border of Zhao began to twist and deform, turning into dozens of stone pythons, each a hundred feet long.

"Take your Nascent Souls and use them to refine some evil pills for me!"

Li Qiqing hurriedly said, "Senior, our Vermilion Bird Star is protected by the Cultivation Alliance. Please show mercy and do not continue to attack the cultivators of our Vermilion Bird Star."

The middle-aged cultivator narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "The Cultivation Alliance? Although I am indeed wary of them, the Cultivation Alliance would never become our enemy because of a derelict cultivation star."

"Since you're courting death, then I will slaughter your entire Vermilion Bird Star. You ants don't deserve to live!"

A hint of impatience flashed in the middle-aged cultivator's eyes. He sneered, and the immortal sword at his waist was instantly drawn, transforming into thousands of cold lights that shot towards Li Muwan.

The sound of air being torn apart was sharp and piercing. The dense sword shadows seemed to tear the entire sky apart, and ripples appeared in the space wherever they passed.

Li Muwan closed her eyes in despair. She had exhausted her last bit of spiritual power and had no ability to resist anymore.

Just as the sword shadow was about to pierce her body, the entire sky suddenly trembled violently, and a vast and terrifying pressure descended from the horizon.

The menacing sword images seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible force, stopping three inches from Li Muwan's throat, gleaming with a chilling light, yet unable to advance even an inch further.

The middle-aged cultivator's expression changed drastically as he stared in disbelief at the sky, where his natal immortal sword was trembling slightly out of control.

"Who dares to be so insolent on my Vermilion Bird Star!"

A cold, clear voice echoed through the heavens and earth, each word like a heavy hammer, making everyone's eardrums ache. In the sky, clouds surged, and a dazzling golden pillar of light descended from the heavens. Within the pillar of light, a figure appeared and disappeared, exuding an aura that commanded respect.

Upon sensing this energy, Li Muwan's eyes immediately reddened, and she cried out in a broken voice, "Husband!!"

As the clouds and mist dissipated, Lin Che, dressed in a blood-red robe, stepped through the air. With each step he took, the heavens and earth trembled, and the void on both sides could not withstand such energy, bursting inch by inch.

Upon sensing this energy, the middle-aged cultivator's face instantly turned to fear: "You, you are... late-stage Nirvana Realm cultivator!"

"Impossible! This is impossible! How could such a powerful expert exist on a tiny, abandoned cultivation planet? Who are you?!"

Lin Che said indifferently, "You are not qualified to know."

"go to hell."

Just as the golden light blade that Lin Che had gathered in his palm was about to fall, the middle-aged cultivator suddenly burst into maniacal laughter, his neck veins bulging.

"Kill me? Do you know the methods of Lord Tian Mozi! His Soul-Devouring Curse can track you across star systems; even if you escape to the ends of the universe..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Che flicked his finger, and a rune containing the laws of space entered the middle-aged cultivator's brow.

The screams abruptly stopped, and the middle-aged cultivator's body began to crack inch by inch, each crack oozing out pitch-black demonic energy.

To his horror, he discovered that his nascent soul had been reduced to dust by the erosion of the runes, and even his soul had been torn into countless fragments.

"No! Lord Tian Mozi will do it for me."

As the final roar was swallowed by the spatial rift, only a pile of smoldering remains remained.

Lin Che coldly surveyed the battlefield, raised his hand, and the twisted stone pythons collapsed with a roar, turning into countless pieces of rubble.

Li Muwan ran over excitedly and threw herself into Lin Che's arms in front of everyone. Tears streamed down her face as she could no longer hold back her excitement and longing.

Lin Che gently stroked Li Muwan's hair and said tenderly, "Wan'er, I'm back."

"My husband, I miss you so much."

Lin Che gently kissed Li Muwan's forehead, his gaze returning to the direction of the Hengyue Sect, feeling grateful that he had returned in time.

Otherwise, the entire Vermilion Bird Star might truly be completely refined.

Lin Che held Li Muwan's delicate body and landed steadily on the ground. Looking at his old friends, he said softly, "I'm back."

Yun Quezi stroked his goatee and said with a smile, "It's been many years. I didn't expect you to have reached the late stage of Nirvana. You are truly gifted."

Lin Che nodded and said, "Senior Yun Quezi is still as charming as ever."

Yun Quezi waved his hand: "I should call you senior now. I have only reached the level of an eleven-leaf spellcaster, while you have already reached the late stage of the Nirvana Realm. I am naturally the junior."

Lin Che waved his hand and smiled, "It's alright, just call me by my name from now on. It's been three hundred years since I last saw you all. Seeing that you are all well, I am very satisfied."

"Zhang Kuang, go and inform the cultivators of Zhao that the Hengyue Sect is holding a grand banquet today. Invite them to come and have a drink."

Now that so many years have passed, Lin Che also wants to see what level those Nascent Soul stage old monsters from Zhao Kingdom have reached now. (End of this chapter)