Martial Arts Master: The Lin Family Sword God, who swept through the Five Mountains and Four Sects

His cultivation broke through to the second level of the legendary realm; with the help of the vast true essence of the dragon essence, the War God Record rushed to the nineteenth relief in one go, only five steps away from the peak.

Although the Azure Dragon is an auspicious creature, it is still a ferocious beast at its core, with boundless malevolent energy contained within its dragon essence. He refined it with sword intent, forging twenty-eight bone fragments to achieve the True Formless Sword Bone. Now, he has a total of fifty-five bone fragments within his body, making his physical strength fifty-five times that of an ordinary person.

How terrifying!

Being stabbed with knives and axes would only make them a laughing stock.

Even if the white snake were to strike him, or if he were struck by lightning or burned by fire, he wouldn't be able to leave a scratch on his skin.

"Wang Yuyan, you must be practicing the 'Eternal Youth Technique,' right? But this aura... is a bit too weak."

Lin Tian stood with his hands behind his back, his tone indifferent, as if he were just making a casual comment.

Wang Yuyan's eyes turned cold: "You even know what cultivation technique I practice? Who told you that?"

"Where you found out is none of your business." He raised the corner of his lips slightly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. "However, if that's all you've got, you're not qualified to kill me."

Wang Yuyan remained silent, but her eyes were so cold they could freeze over.

He flipped his hands, forming a profound hand seal, and the energy within his body surged like a tide.

In an instant, the vibrant spring and the bleak autumn winds emanated from her, two completely opposite moods.

A bizarre scene unfolded: on the ancient tree beside him, the same leaf presented two different states—one half was lush and vibrant with life; the other half was withered and curled, as if lifeless.

This is... the power of artistic conception?!

The transition from spring to autumn? No!

To be precise, it is—a coexistence of flourishing and decay!

Spring brings life, autumn kills, the cycle continues endlessly; heaven and earth endure, eternal youth remains...

It really is that legendary ultimate technique! The most mysterious attack method in the Jin-style martial arts world can actually comprehend the withering and flourishing realm containing the ultimate principles of heaven and earth!

Lin Tian felt a slight tremor in his heart, but remained outwardly calm. Facing an opponent who was also at the Legendary Realm, he dared not relax in the slightest.

"Clang!"

A clear, resounding dragon's roar tore through the air, and Yuanhong was unsheathed!

Before and after drawing his sword, Lin Tian was like a completely different person.

Before drawing his sword, he was a powerful figure who looked down upon the world; but with the sword in his hand, he was like a god who held the power of life and death, and all things submitted to his sharp edge.

Even Wang Yuyan felt a jolt in her heart, as if the person before her had transcended the mortal realm.

She shook her head violently, trying to banish the absurdity from her mind.

His figure suddenly dissipated, like smoke and mist, instantly disappearing into the surging clouds. A strong sense of decay and prosperity swept over him, like a raging wave crashing against the shore, overwhelming Lin Tian.

Lin Tian stood with his sword in hand, and the intent of death suddenly erupted, colliding head-on with the power of decay and prosperity!

"The withering and flourishing realms couldn't even harm you... It seems you've already entered the legendary second realm." Wang Yuyan's voice was slightly stern, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. "Your Highness, you're not even thirty years old, yet you've reached this level; it's truly astonishing. But since I promised my cousin I would take your life, I won't stop today."

She was also filled with dread. The person before her possessed extraordinary talent, but she still refused to believe in such superstitions.

His gaze darkened, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly froze.

In the void, long swords that seemed both real and unreal slowly materialized—the blades flickered, exuding overwhelming killing intent.

This scene caught Lin Tian's eye, causing his pupils to shrink sharply and his heart to pound uncontrollably!

A realm of artistic conception?!

His mind exploded—Damn it! This woman wasn't just at the second realm, but had already entered the legendary third realm!

Just as achieving mastery from the initial stage requires merging with heaven and earth, which is as difficult as ascending to heaven; breaking through from the second stage to the third stage is the most difficult hurdle to overcome on the legendary path—only by transforming the conception into a domain can one truly enter the inner sanctum!

Previously, no matter how profound the artistic conception was, it could only be released by relying on moves and weapons; only after the transformation of the domain can the intention be manifested into weapons, and the killing intent is already upon you without having to make a move!

This level of skill is beyond the reach of ordinary martial arts practitioners!

Bodhidharma did not come, Zhang Sanfeng did not reach the goal, and Dugu Qiubai never even touched it!

Lin Tian smiled bitterly to himself: "Wang Yuyan is so ruthless, why didn't you say so sooner, Old Man Jin?! Relying on past experience can really be a killer!"

To be honest, he really wanted to turn around and leave right then and there.

Having just broken through to the second realm, and not even having mastered the power yet, he's going to go head-to-head with an old monster who's been entrenched in the third realm for who knows how many years? His chances of winning are practically zero.

But if you escape—

Let's not even talk about whether the Thirty-Six Guards will suffer collateral damage;

More importantly, the decisive battle against the Mongols was just over twenty days away. How could he tolerate Wang Yuyan, such a big trouble, watching him from the sidelines?

No, this battle is unavoidable.

"Damn it! I'll fight! So what if it's fighting someone of a higher level? I even killed an old eunuch who had reached the Great Perfection of the Innate Realm when I was at the Perfected Stage of the Day After Tomorrow!" Lin Tian gritted his teeth, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and his killing intent was like a knife.

Death! Earth! Water!

Three completely different artistic conceptions suddenly erupted from his body, tearing through the air.

Wang Yuyan's pupils contracted slightly, a flicker of shock crossing her eyes once more. Each realm of meaning was as vast as an abyss, and even legendary experts could not fathom even a fraction of its depths in their entire lives. Just like her own realm of withering and flourishing, the deeper she went, the more she felt as insignificant as dust.

Colin Tian... actually comprehended three at the same time?

Such a person is either crazy or—

"Arrogant." She parted her lips slightly, the two words as cold as ice.

Little did she know that the imagery of earth and water was merely a bonus for Lin Tian; from beginning to end, he hadn't given it a single second of thought.

"Go." Wang Yuyan uttered coldly. Before her words had even finished, the withering and flourishing aura around her condensed into blades, one after another, floating in mid-air, seemingly real yet illusory, their sharpness pointing directly at Lin Tian.

Before the first cut was finished, the second one was already being made.

In just a few breaths, countless sword shadows filled the sky, leaving no blind spots in sight.

"Damn it! She unleashed a powerful attack right off the bat. Does this woman even know anything about real combat?" Lin Tian cursed inwardly. Even though she was a legendary third-realm cultivator, such an overwhelming domain of intent would completely overwhelm her mind.

Suddenly, a glint flashed in his eyes—

and many more!

Although Wang Yuyan is strong, she has almost zero combat experience!

Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit, but that doesn't mean it should go all out without any strategy. Today, let her see just how ridiculous a bookish, rigid approach can be!

The longsword was raised high, and three layers of meaning poured into Yuanhong—

Death signifies destruction!

The earth symbolizes weight and solemnity!

The essence of water is to govern impermanence!

The three elements blend together seamlessly, forming Lin Tian's seventeenth sword strike!

The sixteenth sword is a perfect fusion of two intents in proportion; while the seventeenth sword, in a state of perfection, combines multiple intents layered upon each other to forge a single strike. With each additional intent added, the power doubles!

Death, earth, and water—the three elements combined, the power of the seventeenth sword is already four times that of the sixteenth sword!

The numbers don't sound like much, but for Lin Tian now, even increasing the power of his sword techniques by a fraction is incredibly difficult, let alone four times!

His gaze was like a nail, fixed on Wang Yuyan, and his body suddenly surged with inner energy—

Facing the rain of swords, the seventeenth sword was unleashed with fierce force, aiming straight for his heart!

That's right!

Lin Tian had no intention of dodging those withering and flourishing blades.

He knew that Wang Yuyan's mind was completely focused on the sword formation, so her close-range defense would inevitably be weak.