Chapter 115: The Might of the Sword Formation

Old Demon Feng immediately burst into laughter.

A mere Fifth Star Dou Emperor could track his whereabouts? And even knew he was hiding at a distance, watching this place all along?

Who do you think you are? An omnipotent god?

“I never expected you to believe me, because soon, you might not even leave behind a corpse!”

No sooner had he spoken than a sharp, icy sword aura soared into the sky. But that was only the beginning. In an instant, four astonishing sword auras rose from all directions, engulfing the entire Yunlan Sect.

This sudden scene even startled Old Demon Feng. Endless sword energy enveloped the surroundings, cold and gleaming, evoking the sensation of standing at the edge of an endless abyss.

“What kind of formation is this? How could it possibly possess such immense power?” Old Demon Withered Wood exclaimed in horror.

Even he sensed the breath of death. More importantly, seeing Old Demon Feng’s expression turn grim, he couldn’t help but entertain a terrifying possibility in his heart.

Could it be that even Old Demon Feng felt the danger looming?

But when investigating Yunlan Sect, tracing back to its founding, no one had ever heard of such a terrifying formation hidden within.

Not even when Yunlan Sect was on the brink of annihilation in history had such a powerful, dreadful formation been unleashed.

If Yunlan Sect truly possessed such a foundation, it would hardly be relegated to a minor place like the Gamma Empire.

Could it be that all of this was established by Lin An in such a short time?

“I refuse to believe that a mere Yunlan Sect could have a formation capable of trapping even Dou Saints!” Old Demon Feng shouted angrily, as if scolding himself could dispel his inner fear.

“Then experience it for yourself!”

With that, Lin An waved his palm, and all the Yunlan Sect disciples trapped within the Execution Immortal Sword Formation were swiftly drawn out, leaving only Old Demon Feng and the others inside.

Old Demon Feng was extremely resentful, attempting to force his way through the Execution Immortal Sword Formation with his own power. However, although the formation had been weakened countless times, relying on just one Old Demon Feng to break through was wishful thinking.

Accompanied by a deafening sword cry, a dazzling sword light spanned the entire space. The terrifying energy fluctuations caused the surrounding space to warp and collapse. Old Demon Feng and the others trembled uncontrollably before the aura unleashed by this sword light.

A shadow of death surged in their hearts. They could hardly accept that Yunlan Sect still concealed such a trump card.

Facing such a fearful assault, Old Demon Feng dared not hold back. He forcibly burned his vital blood, pushing his strength to the utmost. A towering phantom appeared behind him, his Dou Qi surging wildly, attempting to block the horrifying sword aura.

Old Demon Withered Wood and the others followed suit, revealing their own trump cards. At such a moment, any carelessness could cost them their lives—they dared not hold back.

The next moment, the sword aura spanned the entire space and descended directly, as if the apocalypse had arrived.

Old Demon Feng managed to withstand this first wave of attack, but Old Demon Withered Wood and the others were not so fortunate. The moment they touched the sword aura, they turned into a mist of blood without even a scream.

Even Zhang Wu, in his dying moments, thought of Lin An.

Had he bowed his head and submitted like Lin An, would he have avoided death?

[Congratulations, Host, Realm +1!]
[Congratulations, Host, Realm +1!]
[Congratulations, Host, Realm +2!]
[Congratulations, Host, Acquired 12,000 Soul Points!]
[Congratulations, Host, Acquired Earth Grade Dou Technique, Heaven-Splitting Thunder Slash!]
[Congratulations, Host...]

When the system prompt sounded, Lin An knew that nearly everyone inside the Execution Immortal Sword Formation was dead, leaving only Old Demon Feng barely clinging to life.

Even Old Demon Feng looked extremely wretched now, his clothes stained red with blood, barely able to maintain his aerial stance. His whole body trembled, almost unable to stand.

Soon, an even more terrifying sword aura coalesced within the formation. Despair instantly flashed in Old Demon Feng’s eyes.

The previous sword strike had barely been withstood. If this one fell, he would surely die.

“Lin An, spare me. Whatever you want me to do, I will comply. Just let me live. I have countless treasures and know the locations of rare items on the Dou Qi continent, including two kinds of exotic flames. If you spare me, I will tell you everything…”

Those who had cultivated to such a realm were very precious about their lives. Few could match him on the Dou Qi continent, a peerless figure. To die so humiliatingly here was unbearable.

However, Lin An acted as if he hadn’t heard. Amid Old Demon Feng’s desperate gaze, a sword stroke cut across the sky, cleaving him in two.

[Congratulations, Host, Realm +3!]
[Congratulations, Host, Acquired Exotic Flame Treasure Map!]
[Congratulations, Host, Acquired Old Demon Feng’s Sealed Ring!]
[Congratulations, Host, Acquired 15,000 Soul Points!]
...

Undeniably, Old Demon Feng’s offerings were abundant—even surpassing the combined treasures of Old Demon Withered Wood and the others. After all, he was their leader.

Of course, Lin An’s breakthrough showed no sign or aura. To break through in front of so many people would only lend credence to the rumors.

The Execution Immortal Sword Formation had appeared and vanished quickly. Soon, the terrifying sword energies flowing through the heavens and earth disappeared without a trace.

Leaving behind Yaocen and the others utterly bewildered.

Is... it really over?

Those were Dou Saint-level experts. When they appeared, they had even prepared for the possibility that Yunlan Sect might be wiped out.

And the result? Before they could even catch their breath after being brought out by Lin An, a Third Star Dou Saint and three Dou Sovereigns were completely annihilated without a trace?

Even now, their minds found it somewhat surreal. If this story spread, it would terrify many.

“Zhang Wen, I killed your brother. You don’t have any objections, do you?” Lin An asked, looking at Zhang Wen.

“Not at all. You already gave him a chance. He simply failed to seize it. Besides, Old Demon Withered Wood only had one Longevity Pill. Even if the attack on Yunlan Sect succeeded and the pill was obtained, only one of us—my brother or I—would survive. This was entirely his choice!” Zhang Wen replied.

When he first saw the Longevity Pill in Old Demon Withered Wood’s hands, he decided to follow him to Yunlan Sect.

He had even resolved to give the pill to his brother. Such was fate’s cruel trick.

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