I. The Sword Formation is Damaged
On the main peak of the Sword Immortal Pavilion, light and shadow intertwined, sword aura surged, but under the continuous bombardment of the powerhouses from the Void Temple, the proud protective sword formation of the Sword Immortal Pavilion finally showed signs of breaking.
"Crack—"
A clearly audible crack spread within the sword formation, like the prelude to an ice lake shattering.
Xue Yao's figure trembled slightly, cold sweat appearing on her forehead. The other elders also wore grave expressions, channeling more spiritual power to barely maintain the formation. But in their hearts, they knew this was nothing but a dying struggle. The strength of the Void Temple far exceeded their initial estimates.
Among the group of black-robed figures, the leader struck out with a palm. The movement seemed casual, yet it contained an unstoppable, terrifying force. The oppressive aura weighed down on everyone from the Sword Immortal Pavilion, making it hard to breathe. Even the sky darkened, like the eve of doomsday.
"It's over," the black-robed man said coldly.
II. Lin Ye Makes His Move
At the moment when the sword formation was about to completely collapse, a figure broke through the air.
Lin Ye!
A cold light flashed in his eyes, his robe fluttered, black hair flying wildly. With a single step, he stood before the sword formation, his entire being like a sword drawn from its sheath, sharp and unstoppable!
"If you want to touch the Sword Immortal Pavilion, ask me, Lin Ye, first!"
Lin Ye shouted lowly. The demon power within him erupted like a volcano, and at the same time, an extremely condensed sword intent burst forth from his body. It seemed as if invisible sword energy filled every inch of space, causing the entire world to tremble.
He formed seals with both hands, golden sword light gathering at his fingertips. Streams of sword intent flowed around him like dragons soaring through the heavens, overwhelming and majestic.
In the next instant, his figure flashed. The golden sword light in his hand exploded like thunder, slashing fiercely toward the Void Temple powerhouse at the forefront!
"Courting death!"
The black-robed man roared angrily, raising his hand to block. However, Lin Ye's strike exceeded their expectations.
The golden sword light, wrapped in violent demon power, tore through the void, forcing the black-robed man to retreat again and again, leaving a bone-deep sword wound on his chest!
Seeing this, the members of the Sword Immortal Pavilion had their morale greatly boosted. They unleashed their powers one after another, temporarily stabilizing the sword formation.
III. The Bloodline Power Shows Its Might
However, the Void Temple’s people were no ordinary cultivators. In just moments, the injured black-robed man roared, his aura rising even more fiercely. They surrounded Lin Ye, murderous intent surging, locking him firmly in place.
A flash of cold light crossed Lin Ye’s eyes as he felt the scorching turbulence within his body. He took a deep breath and released the suppression on his Nìlín bloodline.
Boom——!
A deafening dragon roar exploded from within his body!
Golden light shot into the sky. A majestic golden dragon phantom rose behind Lin Ye, letting out a heaven-shaking roar. The sound rolled endlessly, causing even the void to distort slightly!
The dragon’s might swept out, golden brilliance illuminating the world. In that moment, everyone seemed to feel a trembling that came from the depths of their bloodlines.
"This is——"
The Void Temple powerhouses were shocked, their faces drastically changing. They had thought it was just an ordinary Nìlín bloodline, but they hadn’t expected the purity and pressure of Lin Ye’s bloodline to be so terrifying, far beyond imagination!
At that moment, even the dark clouds in the sky were dispersed, and golden pillars of light shot straight into the heavens, like a divine miracle.
"Stop him! Suppress him immediately!" the leading black-robed man shouted furiously.
But Lin Ye seized the opportunity. His figure darted forward, moving like a golden dragon through the void. The sword light in his hand slashed continuously, each strike carrying a violent sword intent that forced several Void Temple powerhouses back!
The elders of the Sword Immortal Pavilion also took the chance to stabilize their positions, regrouping the sword formation and echoing Lin Ye’s efforts from afar. Sword light and dragon soul intertwined, barely managing to withstand the Void Temple’s offensive.
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With their current strength, they were ultimately no match for the Void Temple.
"I must find a way to escape!" Lin Ye’s eyes grew colder.
【End of Chapter】
Lin Ye temporarily suppressed the Void Temple with the might of his bloodline, but the situation remained dangerously critical.174Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT1dDFX33VF
The Void Temple would not give up so easily.174Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAPmGrSaarD
In this fierce conflict, can Lin Ye find a sliver of hope for survival?174Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3wgkQaTGXs
And the awakening of his Nìlín bloodline—what even greater turmoil will it stir up?
——To be continued.
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