Heavenly Demon Plain, central area.
"Boom! Boom!"
Violent Wind and Thunder Force raged continuously in the sky, with vast swathes of tribulation clouds shrouding the area for months without dissipating.
At this moment, in the very center of the tribulation clouds, within that large expanse of empty space, a white-robed figure sat cross-legged in the void, motionless for a long time. Silver hair fluttered, and powerful auras emanated from within that figure.
Origin Power fluctuations and Spiritual Power fluctuations had both reached the Nirvana Realm Peak and the Heavenly Symbol Master Peak, respectively. However, compared to the sharp and solidified Origin Power, the Spiritual Power appeared somewhat ethereal and strange.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the tribulation clouds above the entire plain began to churn violently, startling Fu Zhu and Zhu Yan, who were resting against the doors of the Zhu Yan Hall.
Fu Zhu and Zhu Yan looked up and saw that the figure, which had been still for months, suddenly stirred.
"Whoosh!"
The tightly closed eyes snapped open, and in the next moment, two sword-like gazes shot out from those eyes. Then, the light quickly retracted, revealing a pair of eyes as deep as the starry sky, yet concealing a dazzling brilliance.
After Lin Xuan opened his eyes, he glanced at Zhu Yan, who was obediently squatting in front of the Stone Hall below. Then, he slightly raised his eyes and looked directly at the endless tribulation clouds around him.
In the next instant, without any visible action from Lin Xuan, the endless thunderclouds gradually quieted down. Then, to the shock of Fu Zhu and Zhu Yan, they slowly dissipated.
If this bizarre scene were witnessed by others, their jaws would probably drop in astonishment. The Wind and Thunder Tribulation had been fully brewed, yet it dissipated directly without anyone undergoing it. This was something that had never happened before.
As the tribulation clouds that had shrouded this plain for months dissipated, the long-lost sunlight once again shone upon this vast land.
Whether it was an illusion of Fu Zhu's or not, under the golden sunlight, it felt that Lin Xuan exuded an aura of compassion and holiness.
Lin Xuan raised his head and stared at the bright sun, his eyes flickering with light. After a long while, Lin Xuan slowly retracted his gaze, lowered his head, and looked at the palm of his hand. In his small palm, there were black lines that ordinary people could not see.
"A great calamity is approaching!"
Lin Xuan murmured softly, but his face did not show any worry because of this. Instead, there was a hint of determination in his calmness, and vaguely, there seemed to be a hint of resolution.
Putting away his thoughts, Lin Xuan clasped his hands behind his back and descended in front of the Zhu Yan Hall. Zhu Yan saw this and quickly stepped forward, a docile smile on his fierce face, and took the initiative to speak.
"Roar! Zhu Yan greets milord!"
"Mm!"
Lin Xuan nodded slightly, and at the same time, he raised his hand and tapped. A special energy fluctuation landed on Zhu Yan's body. Immediately, Zhu Yan's figure transformed into strands of fine lines and flew towards the Zhu Yan Hall behind him.
"Thank you, milord! Roar! Roar!"
Before his figure disappeared, Zhu Yan imitated Lin Xuan's previous actions, cupping his fists in salute. He even excitedly roared twice, but it seemed that because he didn't quite understand, the positions of his hands were even reversed.
After watching Zhu Yan's figure disappear, Fu Zhu hesitated for a moment before stepping forward. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Lin Xuan skillfully flip over and sit cross-legged on Fu Zhu's back.
After taking a sip from a pot of wine, Lin Xuan took out another pot of wine and handed it to Fu Zhu's mouth, saying softly.
"Wait for Zhu Yan."
Looking at the wine pot in front of him, Fu Zhu did not hesitate to open his mouth and take a sip, directly waiting quietly in place.
Not long after, the massive Zhu Yan Hall behind him trembled. Then, the hall doors burst open, and a peerless ferocious ape, several dozen feet tall, walked out of the hall.
"Roar!!"
After that peerless ferocious ape walked out of the hall, it raised its head and howled at the sky. Fu Zhu, who was standing there, saw that this dead monkey was still making a fuss after so long and didn't leave, and immediately cried out in dissatisfaction.
"You! You!"
"Roar!"
The Zhu Yan, with its aura greatly increased, subconsciously roared back. However, the next moment, the Zhu Yan seemed to realize something, and its roar stopped instantly, almost choking its throat.
Carefully glancing at the figure sitting there quietly drinking, the Zhu Yan quickly shrunk its body and nimbly ran to Fu Zhu's side, directly climbing onto Fu Zhu's back and squatting down.
Fu Zhu, noticing the Zhu Yan climbing onto its back, immediately cursed.
"Dead monkey, get off me!"
"Roar! Four-horned deer, hurry up, don't delay the master's time!"
Seeing Lin Xuan sitting there leisurely drinking, the Zhu Yan felt a little relieved, and then directly cursed back. What was even more excessive was that while cursing back, the Zhu Yan also patted Fu Zhu, as if urging a horse.
"You dead monkey, be careful I'll flood you later!"
Fu Zhu was so angry. As a dignified spirit beast, it was actually being used as a mount by a damned ferocious beast. It was simply embarrassing, but with Lin Xuan present, Fu Zhu could only grit its teeth and hurry on its way, even if it was angry.
"Roar roar! Come on, four-horned deer, I'm not Zhu Yan if I'm afraid of you!"
Lin Xuan, sitting on Fu Zhu's back and swaying slightly, quietly drank his wine while listening to these two ancient spirit beasts and ferocious beasts cursing at each other, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his lips.
Outside the Heavenly Demon Plain.
Several figures hidden in black robes were staring unblinkingly at the exit of the plain in front of them. One of them couldn't help but ask.
"Boss, if we block him like this, what if he just draws his Sword? Although that one is called Sword Saint, his other name is the notorious God of Slaughter!"
After that person finished speaking, it could be clearly seen that among the remaining people, including the man at the head, their bodies trembled.
Sword Saint, this title was not boasted, but the title of God of Slaughter, piled up with the corpses of one dynasty genius after another.
Moreover, not only the participants from the various dynasties in the Hundred Dynasty War, but even the strongmen of the super sect that hosted the Hundred Dynasty War, or even the Yuan Gate Attendant, the head of the eight super sects, that Sword Saint dared to draw his Sword directly, and even managed to kill him with one Sword.
If the Sword Saint drew his Sword against them, these people might not be able to withstand even one Sword. No, that's not right, the Sword Saint wouldn't even need to draw his Sword to easily suppress and kill them.
After months of seclusion, the current Sword Saint was no longer the Sword Saint of the past. Compared to killing Liu Tong with one Sword back then, the current Sword Saint would definitely be even more terrifying.
"Gulp! Don't worry, I specifically investigated. Normally speaking, the Sword Saint is still relatively easy to talk to, not the kind of person who is bloodthirsty."
The man at the head, whose dark red robe could be vaguely seen under the black robe, swallowed his saliva and said softly.
Just as he was speaking, the eyes of the man at the head couldn't help but widen, because at the exit of the Heavenly Demon Plain, there was a four-horned white deer spirit beast walking towards the outside.
Suddenly, the pupils of several black-robed people, including the man at the head, shrank sharply, and they looked at the scene in front of them in shock, because they saw that every step the four-horned white deer took, the surrounding space fluctuated, and then, the four-horned white deer carrying the white-robed silver-haired youth appeared out of thin air in front of them.
The next moment, their shrinking pupils instantly enlarged again, because the black-robed men at the head and others were shocked to find that the four-horned white deer, which was still walking below, completely disappeared after taking another step.
"L... Lo, Boss!"
One of the black-robed men suddenly said in a trembling voice. The black-robed man at the head turned his head in dissatisfaction, just wanting to reprimand him, but the next moment, his whole body froze in place.
"Gulp, Sw... Sw, Sword... Sword Saint!"
After several attempts, the leading black-robed man barely managed to control his chattering teeth, forcing a smile that looked more like a cry.
"Who are you?"
Lin Xuan swept his gaze across the group of mysterious individuals with unknown origins, leisurely taking a sip before speaking softly.
Seeing that Lin Xuan didn't immediately draw his Sword, the group of black-robed figures breathed a collective sigh of relief, gasping for air with expressions of relief as if they had narrowly escaped death.
This was no exaggeration. After turning around and seeing the figure in white robes with silver hair, they truly believed they were about to die.
"You're afraid of me?"
Lin Xuan glanced at the expressions on their faces before turning his attention back to the wine pot in front of him. It wasn't just their expressions; it was the aura of fear emanating from them.
This was a skill Lin Xuan had begun to master after receiving the Four Fiend Beasts' inheritance, allowing him to sense the power of the mind, especially negative mental energies like greed, rage, and bloodlust.
"Heh, heh heh!"
The leader initially wanted to stubbornly deny being afraid, but when Lin Xuan's gaze swept over him, he felt as though all his secrets, including his emotions and inner thoughts, were exposed. He could only force a dry laugh, not daring to respond.
"Speak, what is it!"
Although he had received the inheritance of the Four Fiend Beasts, Lin Xuan hadn't been greatly affected, possibly due to the simultaneous presence of the Four Sacred Beasts' inheritance. He remained, as always, someone who disliked killing.
Hearing Lin Xuan speak first, the leading black-robed man remembered that his purpose for staking out here wasn't just to catch a glimpse of the Sword Saint himself; he had a mission. He quickly spoke up.
"Sword Saint, in truth, I was sent here to visit you and hope to cooperate with you!"
"Ancient Battlefield?"
Lin Xuan responded softly. The black-robed man's face showed a hint of surprise, but he quickly recovered. After all, the Sword Saint already knew the secrets of the Ancient Battlefield, so it wasn't difficult to guess.
"That's right, we can help you seize this Ancient Battlefield, hoping that you will cooperate with us!"
As the black-robed man spoke, Lin Xuan listened quietly, drinking his wine and gently stroking the head of the little monkey beside him.
The only thing that the black-robed man found strange was that every time the seemingly ordinary little monkey stared at him with its crimson eyes, a sense of dread would rise in his heart, as if he were being watched by some peerless ferocious beast.
"You may return."
Lin Xuan responded softly. The black-robed man's face showed confusion. Just as he was about to ask further, he heard Lin Xuan's voice again.
"The Western Extremity is the position of the White Tiger. The White Tiger governs slaughter. It is a land of unparalleled ferocity, extremely Yin, extremely baleful, and governs death!"
Hearing the voice coming from afar, the black-robed man's eyes trembled. Just as he was about to say something, he saw that the four-horned white deer and the white-robed, silver-haired youth had disappeared.
"The Western Extremity... Could it be that the Sword Saint knows our origins?"
"Boss, no way, right? Maybe it's just a coincidence?"
The black-robed man next to him couldn't help but say. However, the black-robed leader's expression instantly darkened, and he said with a hint of anger.
"Hmph, do you think you're special? That's the Sword Saint, someone who never likes to waste words. Otherwise, how do you think those people died before? Disobeying the Sword Saint is very dangerous!"
The other black-robed men's expressions turned serious. They had thoroughly investigated this period. Every time before the Sword Saint killed someone, he had given them a chance. However, those people didn't seize the opportunity, so they died.
"Then, Boss, what do we do now? Just go back like this?"
"Hmph, not go back? Do you still want to cause trouble for the Sword Saint? Didn't you see? That's the Power of Space. Do you really think that by borrowing the power of the Heaven Sealing Array Map, we can grasp a trace of the Power of Space and truly have the ability to control it?"
Seeing the people around him still asking so foolishly, the leading black-robed man couldn't help but snort coldly, but he was also a little relieved in his heart, fortunately these guys were still obedient.
"The Sword Saint can already fully control the power of space, the Heaven Sealing Array Map is already ineffective, and besides, when those great powers from the Eastern Xuan Region arrive, we will have no chance at all!"
"Let's go, go back and report to the elders, retreat directly, it's best to report the words of the Sword Saint to the Sect Leader, I always feel that with the status of the Sword Saint, he wouldn't speak carelessly!"
Saying that, the leading black-robed man waved his hand, directly leading the other black-robed men, and hurried towards a certain direction.
Outside the Heavenly Demon Plain, Lin Xuan sat cross-legged on Fu Zhu's back, lowered his head and stared at the palm of his right hand, where the black line condensed from the Qi of Disaster Tribulation showed no sign of dissipating, but instead was getting thicker and thicker.
"Roar! Sir, why are you wasting words with them, daring to block your path, just tear them apart!"
"Between heaven and earth, there is death and life, life and death are determined by fate!"