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

For the next period of time, Lin Che stayed with Wang Lin until the latter prepared to go into seclusion for cultivation. Only then did Lin Che leave and return to Moro Daluo.

At this moment, above the Guiyuan Sect, Lu Yuncong, the sect leader of the Zidao Sect, appeared in the air, staring coldly at everyone present.

"Lu Yanfei, your Guiyuan Sect killed my Zidao Sect's young sect master and stole my Zidao Sect's Heavenly Yin Banner. Don't you know that the Heavenly Yin Banner is a supreme treasure of the Divine Sect?"

As a cultivator who had reached the Nirvana Realm, Lü Yanfei flew out and looked at Lu Yuncong, the sect leader of the Zidao Sect, who possessed the late-stage Great Perfection of the Nirvana Realm. A hint of apprehension flashed in her eyes.

After all, the Guiyuan Sect is no longer a match for the sect leader of the Zidao Sect. If their master were still alive, the other party might not dare to be so presumptuous.

But now...

Lu Yanfei suppressed her unease, a faint purple aura of spiritual energy condensing at her fingertips, but her voice remained steady.

"Sect Master Lu, there is still a misunderstanding in this matter. On the day your son died, Guiyuan Sect was attacked by an unknown force, and we were also unable to find out where the Heavenly Yin Banner went. How can there be any talk of it being stolen?"

"Misunderstand?"

Lu Yun sneered and pressed his right hand down sharply.

In an instant, the clouds outside the Guiyuan Sect's mountain gate surged, and dark spiritual energy poured down like a tide, shrouding the entire sect in a suffocating shadow.

Several disciples of the Guiyuan Sect attempted to activate the mountain-protecting formation, but were struck by the spiritual power, causing them to cough up blood and fly backward, crashing heavily into the stone pillars of the palace.

"Lu Yanfei, do you take me for a three-year-old child?"

Lu Yuncong's voice was chilling as he glanced at the panicked disciples below.

“A few days ago, my disciples of the Zidao Sect witnessed the Heavenly Yin Banner appearing in the back mountain of the Guiyuan Sect. Now you dare to lie through your teeth. Today, either you hand over the Heavenly Yin Banner and the murderer, or I will have the Guiyuan Sect completely wiped out of the Moro Daluo Sect!”

Before he finished speaking, Lu Yun flipped his left hand, and a long sword with a completely black body appeared out of thin air. The sword was wrapped with wisps of cold aura. It was the treasure of the Zidao Sect, the Soul Devouring Sword.

With his late-stage Perfect Nirvana cultivation fully unleashed, the Guiyuan Sect's protective array emitted a groan of unbearable strain, and the light on the array patterns dimmed at a visible speed.

Lu Yanfei's heart sank to the bottom. She knew very well that with the current strength of Guiyuan Sect, it was no match for Lu Yuncong's full-force attack.

But she is the senior disciple of the Guiyuan Sect. Her master entrusted the sect to her before his death, and she absolutely cannot let the Guiyuan Sect be destroyed in her hands.

"Sect Master Lu, the Heavenly Yin Banner is indeed not in the Guiyuan Sect. If you insist on making a move, I, Lü Yanfei, am willing to take three of your moves with my own strength!"

Lu Yanfei gritted her teeth, her spiritual power surging wildly within her body, releasing the full aura of the Nirvana Realm, and a longsword made of spiritual power materialized in her hand.

"But if you defeat me, please spare the disciples of the Guiyuan Sect. They are all innocent!"

"innocent?"

A cruel glint flashed in Lu Yun's eyes as he said disdainfully, "When your Guiyuan Sect killed my Zidao Sect's young sect master, did you never consider that he was innocent? Today, no one will live!"

After saying that, Lu Yun, holding the Soul-Devouring Sword, flashed and slashed at Lü Yanfei.

The pitch-black sword light carried an aura of world destruction; wherever it passed, the air was torn apart, emitting a piercing shriek.

Lu Yanfei's pupils contracted sharply. Not daring to be careless in the slightest, she pushed her spiritual power to the limit and raised her sword to meet the attack.

"boom!!"

The two swords clashed, and the enormous impact spread out instantly. Lü Yanfei felt a tremendous force, her arm went numb, and she was jolted backward, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

Lu Yuncong remained motionless, simply looking at her coldly, as if she were a dying person.

"You were already injured with the first move, yet you dare to say you can withstand three of my moves?"

Lu Yun scoffed and swung his sword again. This time, the sword was even faster than before, its light flashing like a meteor, aiming straight for Lü Yanfei's vitals.

Lu Yanfei's heart tightened; she knew she had no way to dodge this sword strike.

She closed her eyes, her heart filled with despair. Was Guiyuan Sect really going to perish today?

Just at this critical moment, a clear female voice suddenly rang out: "Brother Lu, isn't it a bit too ugly to bully the weak with your superior strength?"

Immediately afterwards, a white figure flashed by like a startled swan, blocking Lü Yanfei's path.

The person who came was Li Qianmei.

Li Qianmei held a white jade flute in her hand. With a gentle wave, a soft spiritual force blocked the sword light of the Soul-Devouring Sword.

Lu Yun frowned, his gaze falling on Li Qianmei, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: "Ninth-tier Breaking Heaven Sect, Li Qianmei?"

Li Qianmei smiled and said, "Brother Lu, there must be some misunderstanding in this matter. Can we sit down and discuss it properly?"

Lu Yun frowned, but still gave Li Qianmei face, after all, the strength of the Po Tian Sect was not something he could contend with.

Moreover, Li Qianmei's cultivation level was still at the Shattered Nirvana Realm, while he, at the late stage of Pure Nirvana, was no match for her at all.

Lu Yun's gaze lingered on Lin Che, and after sensing the energy emanating from the other's body, a deep sense of apprehension appeared in his eyes.

……

Inside the tranquil bamboo pavilion on the back mountain of Guiyuan Sect.

Lu Yanfei personally poured tea for the group, then stepped aside, which was enough to show that these seniors were not people she could easily provoke.

Seeing this, Li Qianmei replied calmly, "We all know about Lu Hai's death, but Lu Hai deserved it, so you shouldn't blame him, right?"

Lu Yuncong didn't like his son, so his death was no big deal. But the theft of the sect's most precious treasure, the Heavenly Yin Banner, was something that the Zidao Sect absolutely could not tolerate.

Lu Yun ran his fingers along the rim of the teacup repeatedly, the gloom in his eyes overshadowing his fear of Li Qianmei, his tone carrying an unyielding force.

“Fellow Daoist Li, my son is unruly and deserves to die; my Zi Dao Sect accepts that. But the Heavenly Yin Banner is a treasure passed down from the Divine Sect, the foundation upon which my Zi Dao Sect stands on the Moro Continent. This thing must be returned!”

Lu Congyun's gaze swept over the three people in the bamboo pavilion, finally landing on Lü Yanfei, and his tone turned cold.

"Lu Yanfei, now that Fellow Daoist Li and Fellow Daoist Lin are here, shouldn't you tell the truth? Where exactly did your Guiyuan Sect hide the Heavenly Yin Banner?"

Lu Yanfei's face turned pale. Just as she was about to speak in her defense, Li Qianmei raised her hand and pressed down on her arm.

Li Qianmei turned to look at Lin Che, who had remained silent beside her, her eyes filled with a question. Only Lin Che knew the whereabouts of the Heavenly Yin Banner from beginning to end.

Sensing their gazes, Lin Che slowly raised his eyes, his fingertips casually tracing the rim of his teacup, his voice as flat as if he were discussing a trivial matter. (End of Chapter)