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

Lin Che's blood-red robe fluttered without wind, and the spiritual energy around him transformed into tangible blood-red patterns that coiled around his limbs and bones like swimming dragons.

With a light stomp of his foot, the floor tiles of the entire Cultivation Alliance Palace instantly cracked, and countless fragments of stone floated up, trembling under the immense pressure.

"Seeking justice?"

Long Panzi suppressed his fear, and the dragon pattern on his golden Taoist robe suddenly lit up. As he formed hand seals, golden spiritual energy condensed into a ten-foot-long dragon spear, the tip of which pointed directly at Lin Che.

"What happened back then was nothing more than the law of the jungle in the cultivation world. Your teacher was inferior in skill, so he has no one to blame but himself! Today, I will show you that the strength of a peak Void Spirit cultivator is something a mere brat like you can't possibly contend with!"

Before he finished speaking, Long Panzi leaped into the air, his Panlong Spear piercing towards Lin Che with a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air.

A cold glint flashed in Lin Che's eyes. Without dodging or avoiding, he clenched his right hand in the air, and a blood-red longsword appeared out of thin air. The blade was covered with ancient divine runes, and he slashed at the Panlong Spear.

"clang--"

The deafening clang of metal against metal was deafening. Two terrifying energies collided, creating a shockwave visible to the naked eye that shattered the glazed tiles on the palace roof.

Long Panzi felt a tremendous force travel along the shaft of the spear, his arm went numb, and he was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into a white jade pillar outside the hall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Impossible! How can your physical body be so strong!"

Long Panzi clutched his chest, his eyes filled with horror.

He poured his peak spiritual power into the Panlong Spear, but Lin Che managed to withstand it with his physical strength, which was completely beyond his comprehension.

Lin Che, carrying a blood-red longsword, slowly walked towards Long Panzi, each step feeling like it was treading on the hearts of everyone present: "An ancient god's body, how dare you underestimate me? When you tormented my master back then, did you ever think of this fate?"

"Form ranks! Quickly form ranks and kill him!"

Long Panzi roared and gave orders to the powerful cultivators in the hall.

The cultivators who had been silent as if waking from a dream suddenly unleashed their magical treasures. Various spiritual energies intertwined to form a huge defensive light screen, while dozens of attacks were launched at Lin Che.

Lin Che's lips curled into a cold smile. He raised his left hand, and crimson spiritual energy condensed into a huge ancient god shield, blocking all attacks.

He then leaped into the air, his blood-red longsword drawing a magnificent arc in the air, its sword energy cascading down like a waterfall, instantly cleaving the defensive light barrier in two.

Seeing the group of cultivators making their move, Lin Che's lips curled into a smile, and then he spoke in a voice as loud as thunder: "Anyone who remains here within three breaths shall die!"

"One breath."

"Two breaths."

Lin Che's voice was icy cold, like a demon ringing in everyone's ears.

Finally, someone couldn't bear the fear in their heart and turned to run away into the distance.

The experts in the field looked at each other, sensing the presence of someone extraordinary, and turned to leave. However, Lin Che snorted coldly, "You're only thinking of leaving now. It's too late!"

However, many monks still rushed towards Lin Che like crazy, but in front of him
Lin Che raised his finger, and a blood-red lightning bolt came crashing down, transforming into countless dense electric nets that moved freely through the crowd, reaping the lives of the cultivators there.

In the blink of an eye, the Nirvana and Pure Nirvana experts, barely able to react, were struck by the azure lightning. The tearing pain left them no time to react, not even a chance to speak, and their vital essence dissipated on the spot. Under the gaze of the other experts, cultivators in the air fell from the sky like dumplings, and their souls were all forcibly extracted by Lin Che and merged into his Myriad Soul Banner.

"what--"

Screams rose and fell. Those cultivators at the Ascending and Pure Nirvana realms were powerless against Lin Che's sword energy. Their bodies were instantly torn apart, and their blood stained the square in front of the palace.

In just a few breaths, most of the originally densely packed alliance powerhouses fell, leaving only a few who were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, not even having the courage to run away.

Long Panzi's pupils shrank as he looked at the tragic scene before him. Despair filled his heart. He knew that he was no match for Lin Che and that the Cultivation Alliance would be destroyed by him today.

"Lin Che! Don't be so smug!"

A hint of madness flashed in Long Panzi's eyes. He pressed his hands hard against his dantian, and golden spiritual energy began to surge wildly around him, even showing unstable fluctuations.

"Even if I die, I will drag you down with me!"

He's going to blow himself up!

Lin Che's expression changed slightly. He hadn't expected Long Panzi to be so ruthless. The self-destruction of a peak Void Spirit cultivator was extremely powerful. If it were to be detonated in the heart of the Cultivation Alliance, the entire star field would probably be affected.

"You think you can do anything to me by self-destructing?"

Lin Che snorted coldly, holding his sword in his right hand and rapidly forming hand seals with his left. Crimson spiritual energy condensed in front of him into a huge ancient god cage, enveloping Long Panzi within it.

"Today I will make you wish you were dead!"

Long Panzi felt the increasingly violent spiritual power within his dantian, and looking at the ever-shrinking ancient god's cage, his eyes were filled with resentment: "Lin Che! I will haunt you even as a ghost!"

The spiritual energy fluctuations grew increasingly intense, and Long Panzi's body began to swell, illuminating the entire cage with golden light.

Lin Che's eyes narrowed, and he slashed out with his blood-red longsword once more. A sword aura containing the power of an ancient god pierced straight into Long Panzi's dantian, attempting to stop him from self-destructing.

Long Panzi slammed his right hand into his chest. Seeing that he could not stop it, Lin Che had no choice but to retreat backward, tearing through the void and disappearing from the spot in an instant.

Boom——!
Just as Lin Che left, Long Panzi's self-destruction resounded throughout the universe. Golden spiritual power exploded like a tsunami, and the ancient god's cage shattered inch by inch under this terrifying power, with blood-red patterns flying everywhere.

A violent energy shockwave swept outwards in a ring from the palace, tearing black cracks in the void wherever it passed, as if the heavens and earth were about to be crushed.

The palace of the Cultivation Alliance was the first to be hit. Its glazed tiles and white jade pillars were instantly reduced to dust. The entire magnificent building collapsed in the torrent of energy. The broken stones and wood were swept into the air and crushed into even finer dust.

The few remaining cultivators on the plaza didn't even have time to scream before they were devoured by the golden energy, their bodies and souls dissipating together, leaving only a few wisps of smoke that vanished in the wind.

The energy shockwaves did not stop, spreading all the way into the depths of the Cultivation Alliance star field.

The cities and sect strongholds along the way were as fragile as paper. The mountain-protecting formations could not withstand the power of the self-destruction for even a moment. The moment the light barrier shattered, the entire mountain gate was razed to the ground.

Countless low-level cultivators were swept away by the energy torrent in their sleep, without even a chance to react, and became sacrifices for the destruction of the star field. (End of this chapter)