My little sect, which disappeared a thousand years ago, has become a sacred site!

Han Feng's smile froze instantly.

He stared wide-eyed at Xiao Yi in disbelief—Fifth Senior Brother! How could you do this!

But Xiao Yi had already absolved himself of all responsibility, and was now standing ramrod straight with an innocent expression that said, "I am also a victim."

Upon hearing this, the other disciples around Lin Jingyu also began to look at him with a subtle change in their gaze.

Let alone Korean pop culture, they... have never seen the Second Senior Brother's tears either.

I unexpectedly saw it today, and it really is... quite rare.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Han Feng immediately counterattacked:

"But Fifth Senior Brother has to agree first! If he didn't want to cooperate, he could have just sent a message, right? Since he didn't send one, it means he wanted to see it too! He agreed!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yi's innocent expression froze instantly.

The two stared at each other, and the atmosphere became quite awkward.

As for Lin Jingyu...

He took a deep breath, raised his hand, and subtly wiped away the two "accidentally" slipped liquid from the corner of his eye.

Then, he turned around and looked calmly at Xiao Yi and Han Feng.

That gaze was very calm.

The calmness caused both Xiao Yi and Han Feng to take a step back.

"Xiao Yi, Xiao Feng."

Lin Jingyu spoke, his tone as gentle as a spring breeze.

"It seems that you have all gained a lot from your cultivation these past few days."

He paused, then a slight smile appeared on his lips, revealing an extremely gentle and kind expression.

"Looks like you'd like to spar with me, your senior brother?"

As soon as the words fell—

He raised his right hand!

A cyan longsword instantly materialized in his palm!

Immediately afterwards, a cyan sword shadow, hundreds of feet in size, suddenly appeared above his head!

The sword intent soared to the heavens, its killing intent chilling! The clouds within a thousand feet radius were instantly shredded!

And at the instant he made his move—

Gu Changyuan flashed away and retreated a thousand feet away.

Ye Qingxue flashed and retreated to Gu Changyuan's side.

Qin Yu, Fang Yuwei, Yun Tianhe, Yue Lingxi, Bai Ling'er... everyone retreated together.

The movements were synchronized and fluid, as if they had been rehearsed countless times.

They showed absolutely no intention of stopping it.

Wang Yutang blinked when she saw that there was no one around her in an instant, and then silently followed suit and retreated.

Xiao Yi: "..."

Han Feng: "..."

The two exchanged a glance. Had they... gone too far?

But the second senior brother's sword hovered above his head, yet it did not fall for a long time.

The meaning is clear: I'm giving you time to prepare, don't accuse me of bullying you.

Xiao Yi and Han Feng made up their minds.

snort!

What are you afraid of?

They only recently fused with the Sacred Bones! Their strength has skyrocketed!

Two against one, we might not necessarily lose!

At that moment, Xiao Yi suddenly stepped forward and shouted!

"rise!"

As soon as the words fell—

A gigantic furnace appeared out of thin air above his head!

The cauldron was entirely crimson, with intricate flame patterns engraved on its body.

It was his natal magic weapon—the Li Huo Cauldron.

Xiao Yi formed hand seals, and his spiritual power surged wildly into the cauldron, revealing his cultivation level as a sixth-level half-immortal.

"Nine Transformations of Heavenly Blaze - Fourth Transformation - Roar of the Fiery Dragon!"

"boom!"

The Fire Cauldron trembled violently, and the flames at its mouth suddenly surged!

A hundred-foot-long fiery dragon roared and charged out of the cauldron!

The dragon was entirely red, with more than a dozen kinds of fire swirling within its body.

Wherever it passed, the void distorted, and the air was scorched, emitting ear-piercing explosions.

The fiery dragon bared its fangs and claws, charging fiercely toward Lin Jingyu's giant azure sword that hovered in the void.

at the same time--

The Korean wave has taken hold.

Behind him, a pair of enormous cyan wings suddenly unfurled, revealing the aura of a fifth-level half-immortal.

The wings were tens of feet wide, and each feather was formed from the purest wind power, with a pale blue light flowing around its edges.

"Wind Extreme - Heavenly Gang!"

Han Feng made a grasping motion with both hands, and a cyan halberd condensed from pure wind power instantly appeared in his hands.

The halberd was translucent, its body swirling with the trajectories of wind, and with each tremor, it left fine cracks in the void.

Countless wind blades converged into a massive torrent of wind, carrying a power capable of tearing apart heaven and earth.

Running alongside Xiao Yi's torrent of flames, fire and wind complemented each other, their power surging as they blasted towards Lin Jingyu's azure sword shadow.

As Lin Jingyu watched his two junior brothers go all out, he could sense that their auras were completely different from before.

That aura merged perfectly with their fundamental Dao, becoming even more mellow and profound.

In just a few days, their strength has made a qualitative leap.

Not bad.

but--

Even so, it wouldn't be easy to block his sword strike.

After all, what he fused with was the inherited sword intent of an ancient sword master.

He is no longer the same Lin Jingyu who was a seventh-level half-immortal just a few days ago.

Lin Jingyu gently lowered his right hand.

The giant blue sword, suspended in the void, crashed down with a deafening roar.

"boom--!!!"

The moment the three forces collided, the sky and earth shattered.

A blinding light exploded at the center of the collision, illuminating the entire sky!

A terrifying shockwave spread wildly in all directions from the point of impact!

Wherever it passed, the clouds shattered and the void trembled!

The disciples and elders watching below felt an incredibly powerful wave of energy rushing towards them, and many of them were directly forced to take several steps back.

But they couldn't bother to steady themselves; their eyes were fixed on the battlefield in the void—

The giant cyan sword was locked in a stalemate with Xiao Yi's Flaming Dragon and Han Feng's Heavenly Gang in the void.

The three forces were tearing, devouring, and colliding wildly, none of them willing to give an inch!

Flames filled the sky, wind blades flew everywhere, and sword intent soared.

The stalemate lasted for a full three breaths—

"boom!!!"

The azure giant sword surged forward, shattering the fiery dragon and the raging waves inch by inch.

The cyan giant sword, still carrying its residual power, slashed straight towards Xiao Yi and Han Feng!

The two men's expressions changed, but it was too late to dodge—

They could only close their eyes and prepare to take the hit.

however--

"call."

The sword light swept past them, slashing into the void behind them, leaving a spatial rift that lingered for a long time, and then... slowly dissipated.

Xiao Yi and Han Feng opened their eyes, panting heavily. They looked at each other and saw relief in each other's eyes.

Thank goodness, my second senior brother showed mercy.

Lin Jingyu withdrew his right hand without saying anything more.

He merely glanced at the two of them, then flashed back to Gu Changyuan's side.

Xiao Yi and Han Feng quickly followed.

The two secretly breathed a sigh of relief—it seemed their second senior brother didn't intend to pursue the matter further.

But at the same time, I was also a little frustrated.

Even with their combined efforts, the two of them couldn't withstand the second senior brother's sword strike.

Second Senior Brother... is still too strong.

Little did Lin Jingyu know, he was also secretly surprised.

That last sword strike was a narrow victory. If they had used a little more force, perhaps they could have broken through that sword strike.

The improvement of his two junior brothers was greater than he had expected.

A faint sense of relief welled up in his heart.