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

Lin Che seized the opportunity, forming his final killing move with both hands. The ancient god phantom was engulfed in golden flames, transforming into a golden meteor that pierced straight into the rune array on the puppet's chest.

With a deafening roar, the rune array completely collapsed, and the giant puppet let out a mournful cry as its body began to shatter inch by inch.

Finally, amidst a violent tremor, the puppet turned into a pile of scrap metal, scattered all over the ground.

Lin Che's face was pale as he slowly finished his practice, his spiritual energy nearly depleted.

He glanced at Xu Liguo, who was equally disheveled, and nodded slightly: "Well done."

Xu Liguo plopped down on the ground, panting heavily: "Master, from now on, you should handle these kinds of things yourself. I almost lost my life."

Lin Che chuckled softly, his gaze once again fixed on the mysterious golden light deep within the passage, curious to see what was hidden there.

However, these puppet fragments are still very useful. Lin Che collected them all, and perhaps in the future he could refine a puppet whose strength reached the Shattered Nirvana Realm.

Lin Che adjusted his breathing and stepped into the cave.

Looking at the surrounding environment, it should be clear that the cave in front of us has not been discovered by anyone for many years.

Back then, the Thunder Immortal Realm was filled with powerful figures, and even a third-step powerhouse like Lu Fuzi failed to discover it, indicating that the master of this place was extremely powerful in his lifetime.

As soon as Lin Che entered the cave, his divine sense was directly blocked, and even using his extreme abilities was of no use.

"It can actually shield my divine sense from its extreme state... It seems that the previous owner of this cave had already reached the pinnacle of cultivation."

Lin Che looked around and his gaze fell on a table not far away. He also noticed that the writing implements on the table were all top-grade immortal treasures.

"They're all top-tier immortal treasures?"

Lin Che stepped over and looked at the top-tier immortal treasure on the table. He was somewhat surprised, as it was quite astonishing that such a high-level magic treasure was casually placed here.

After putting away these magical artifacts, Lin Che's gaze once again lingered on the portrait hanging in mid-air.

In the portrait, a man dressed in a white Taoist robe, holding a celestial sword, stands with his back to the viewer in the ethereal realm of gods.

"This is... a portrait?"

The moment Lin Che's gaze fell upon the portrait, an invisible sword intent suddenly erupted, piercing through his clothes as if it were a tangible substance, leaving fine bloodstains on his skin.

Lin Che's pupils suddenly contracted, and he took three steps back. He saw the sword tassel of the white-robed man in the portrait move without wind, and the figure that was originally facing away slowly turned around.

Although the eyes hidden beneath the wide sleeves were not fully revealed, Lin Che felt as if his soul was being stared at by some ancient will.

"This is no ordinary portrait..."

Lin Che wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, activated the Ancient God Technique to protect his heart meridian, and his spiritual power was boiling. He tried to analyze the sword intent with brute force, but found that every strand of spiritual power that approached the painting was broken down into tiny light points and merged into the clouds in the painting.

Just as he was pondering a solution, the hilt of the white-robed man's sword in the portrait suddenly glowed faintly, and a sword aura shot out, carving a half-foot-deep trench in the ground.

Before the lingering sword energy had dissipated, Lin Che's sea of ​​consciousness exploded.

Countless swordplay scenes flooded in, from the most basic slashes to ultimate killing moves that could cleave space; each move contained the ultimate understanding of the way of the sword.

Lin Che staggered and grabbed the table for support, his fingernails digging deep into the surface, leaving five white marks on the top-grade immortal treasure material.

"So this is how swordsmanship works..." Lin Che murmured to himself, his eyes reflecting the sword intent flowing in the portrait. The spiritual power of the late-stage Pure Nirvana realm within his body began to circulate wildly, forming miniature sword vortices in his meridians.

Xu Liguo hid in a corner, watching in horror as golden sword energy rose around Lin Che, his hair standing on end.

The sword energy shot uncontrollably towards the cave walls, cutting the hard rock into honeycomb shapes.

Lin Che was completely unaware, staring at the white-robed man's sword-wielding gesture in the portrait. Suddenly, he raised his hand and made a grasping motion, and a transparent longsword formed from spiritual energy appeared in his palm.

As soon as the longsword appeared, the air in the entire cave began to distort, and spatial rifts spread like a spider web.

"break!"

Lin Che let out a low shout and swung his sword towards the void.

The sword energy, which should have been silent, instead roared like a dragon's cry. A golden sword mark hundreds of feet long tore through space, resonating with the mysterious golden light behind the stone gate.

The golden light in the distance trembled violently, and the figure of the white-robed man in the portrait became clearer. His sword tip slowly turned towards Lin Che, and his sword intent transformed into thousands of sword rains that poured down as if it were a tangible substance.

Instead of retreating, Lin Che advanced, his ancient god phantom merging with sword intent to form a golden sword armor on his body.

He strode forward into the rain of swords, the sword vortex within his body growing stronger with each step.
When the first wisp of sword rain touched the sword armor, Lin Che suddenly realized the true meaning behind the white-robed man standing with his back to the portrait.

True swordsmanship... never requires facing the enemy directly; simply integrate the sword intent into the world, and you can cut through all obstacles invisibly.

As the last rain of swords dissipated, Lin Che slowly opened his eyes. The light flowing in his eyes was no longer just the light of spiritual energy, but a sharp golden light containing the true essence of swordsmanship.

Lin Che raised his hand and gently stroked the portrait. The moment his fingertips touched the hem of the white-robed man's clothes, the entire portrait suddenly transformed into a stream of light and entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, the mysterious golden light in the distance suddenly exploded, revealing a floating bronze altar. In the center of the altar, a broken sword exuding a chaotic aura was slowly trembling...

"This is... sword intent?"

Before Lin Che could react, he was thrown back a hundred meters, then spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood and crashed into the wall.

"What terrifying sword intent! In just an instant, it severely damaged my vital energy. Just what level was the previous owner of this cave?"

Lin Che wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stared at the portrait in front of him again, and then waved his embroidered robe to put it into his storage ring.

Perhaps in the future, I will be able to use this portrait to comprehend the true pinnacle of swordsmanship.

"Hehe, after hundreds of millions of years, someone has finally come to this place and found the cave I left behind back then."

Just as Lin Che was pondering, a cheerful voice suddenly came from not far away, and at the same time, he could clearly feel the energy around him trembling wildly.

Lin Che's expression froze, and he subconsciously looked up. He saw that the portrait from before had mysteriously flown out of his storage ring and was quietly floating in the air.

Under his gaze, the man in the portrait turned around, revealing his near-perfect face.

Both her temperament and appearance can be described as invincible, and she is even comparable to Lin Che in appearance.

Lin Che raised an eyebrow and said, "I never imagined there could be such a handsome man in this world."

(End of this chapter)