Inverse Sword Mad God-Chapter 1585 - 1583: Timeless Great Sect

This group of people numbered around a dozen, led by an old man. However, what reassured Lin Xuan was that this elder had only the cultivation of a Four-star King.

And those young people behind him were at most Three-star Kings.

The old man stared at Lin Xuan, his eyes flickering, but he didn’t speak.

However, the young disciples beside him sneered, "Kid, who are you? How dare you wander here? Aren’t you afraid of death?"

"A mere Two-star King dares to come in alone? You must have a death wish!"

Several young disciples stepped forward, looking down on Lin Xuan with arrogance.

The elder frowned but said nothing more.

Because he had already investigated Lin Xuan’s cultivation, noting him as just a Two-star King. Such a person was not worth considering.

Moreover, he was curious about where this person got the courage to appear here.

Lin Xuan was solemn; he ignored these people and prepared to leave from another place.

Danger lurked everywhere now, and he didn’t want to expend too much force.

He wanted to conserve his strength.

However, the young men had no intention of letting it go, even showing a touch of anger in their eyes.

"Courting death! How dare you not answer when this young master speaks to you?"

"You’re too arrogant; no one dares ignore us!"

"A mere Two-star King dares to be so arrogant; he truly needs a lesson!"

They sneered, ready to strike.

Yet Lin Xuan snorted coldly, "If you don’t wish to die, get lost!"

"Courting death!"

Upon hearing Lin Xuan’s warning, the young men were furious.

In their eyes, for someone to reprimand them was simply courting death.

Thus, they shouted coldly, unleashing powerful force and quickly rushing at Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan’s face darkened, a trace of killing intent emerging in his eyes.

He didn’t want to engage too much, preferring to conserve strength. Yet these people kept provoking him repeatedly.

It seemed there was no choice but to act.

With a cold snort, he raised his arm, and brilliant sword light emerged from his fingers, like a river, slashing forward fiercely.

A sword light transformed into three sword qis, swiftly slashing toward the three young men ahead.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three muffled sounds rang out, and the three arrogant youths were cleft in two.

"What? Killed!"

Seeing this, the onlookers widened their eyes in disbelief, including the elder who was shocked.

To be honest, the opponent was merely a Two-star King, not even worthy of attention.

Among his disciples, anyone could have easily slain the opponent.

But unexpectedly, the opponent hid his strength, demonstrating such formidable power, killing three of his disciples with a lift of his hand.

"Kid, you’re courting death!"

The elder couldn’t hold back any longer, immense power surging from him as he swung a giant palm at Lin Xuan.

Suddenly, the Light Palm filled the sky, its vast pressure trembling the void.

"Four-star King? Is this your audacity? How laughable!" 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

With a cold snort, Lin Xuan’s eyes gleamed brightly, and a dragon roar emerged within him.

An astonishing sword light soared into the sky.

With a grasp of his hand, a black Demon Sword appeared, then he fiercely slashed forward.

One Sword Opens Heaven!

An immense sword qi, like a black mountain, terrifyingly shattered the sky-covering palm, enveloping the elder.

Boom!

A thunderous sound erupted, storming the heavens and earth. A massive crack appeared in the sky.

The elder’s face changed drastically, feeling a sharp aura fiercely cleaving into him, sending him flying.

In a critical moment, he unleashed seven layers of defense.

Among them were three Spiritual Power defenses, three shields, and an armor he wore, blocking in front.

He was utterly terrified, as the sword qi was utterly horrifying, making his heart pound.

Yet, even with seven layers of defense, it was to no avail.

The black sword qi cut through all defenses, slashing him harshly.

Boom!

The elder was sent flying, most of his bones shattered, his body split with a terrifying sword mark.

Blood splattered across the sky, a pungent smell of blood spreading.

"Damn it, how is this possible?"

He flew dozens of miles, crashing through countless peaks, finally coming to a halt, eyes full of fear.

He was a Four-star King, immensely powerful, yet the opponent, merely a Two-star King, had gravely injured him with one sword.

This was too shocking!

"Damn it, is this kid from the Holy Land or an Ancient Family?"

Or a disciple of those Timeless Great Sects?

The elder’s scalp tingled; he knew he had kicked an iron plate this time.

Only a disciple from such forces could fight so many levels beyond, right?

Thinking this, his face twisted with dread.

The next moment, he burned his internal Spiritual Power, transforming into a brilliant light, fleeing far away.

"Hmph, Gray Dragon Break!"

Lin Xuan snorted coldly; the black sword qi transformed into a black dragon roaring forward.

In an instant, the enormous black dragon engulfed the elder.

Sword light burst forth, sword qi soaring, tearing the sky. The elder was blasted into powder, leaving nothing behind.

The disciples he brought were stupefied by the sight.

They never imagined their master could be annihilated.

And this person was the same ant they mocked before!

"Who are you? You’re not human!"

"You’re a Demon! Everyone run!"

The disciples turned pale with fright, fleeing in all directions.

Meanwhile, the Dark Red Divine Dragon sneered, its Dragon Claw swaying as it lowly growled, "Dragon Walking in All Directions!"

Numerous Dragon Claws swept out, surging in all directions, filling the entire space.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Soon, a dozen disciples were turned into blood mist by Dragon Claws.

The Dark Red Divine Dragon laughed sinisterly, while Lin Xuan remained expressionless.

To be honest, he felt no pity because this world was ruthless; if he didn’t kill them, they would kill him.

If he and the Dark Red Divine Dragon were weaker, they would’ve been killed by the opponent long ago.

Having dealt with some troubles, Lin Xuan and the Dark Red Divine Dragon continued on their journey.

Ahead, black energy permeated, death qi soaring, extremely frigid.

Some weaker martial artists had to retreat.

However, some courageous ones opened their King Domain, or empowered their armor, forcing their way in.

While the powerful Kings, their Qi-Blood surging like a blazing furnace.

From afar, patches of red light connected heaven and earth could be seen.

This spectacle was caused by the strong ones’ Blood Qi, overwhelmingly powerful, keeping Evil Yin Ghosts at bay.

Lin Xuan and the Dark Red Divine Dragon’s qi-blood also rumbled, exuding a formidable aura.

Nevertheless, they controlled themselves well, not exhibiting astounding presence.

They didn’t want to attract unnecessary attention.