Chapter 26 â Soul Cult Cultivator! Yanâs Panic!
Lin Yan swung his giant sword directly, and a slash aimed at the fair-faced young man. The sword aura filled the sky, unstoppable.
Feeling the sudden surge of Lin Yanâs aura, the fair-faced young manâs face turned solemn. He also slashed out with a sword.
Bang!
True qi surged out.
The fair-faced young man retreated more than ten steps, a trace of blood appearing at the corner of his mouth.
âYou brat, just you wait!â
Seeing that he was no match for Lin Yan, the fair-faced young man wanted to escape. However, Lin Yan, holding the giant sword, was not slow at all. Like a ghost, he appeared directly in front of the young man.
He made another slash.
Bang!
The fair-faced young man blocked with his sword horizontally; however, he was still sent flying by the powerful slash, blood spraying out. He barely stood up, a trace of panic flashing in his eyes.
âKid, I am a true disciple of the Blood Blade Sect! Let me tell you the truth, my father is a Soul Transformation cultivator, the elder of the Blood Blade Sect! Do you dare to kill me? Even if youâre the Xuantian Sectâs Holy Son, you wonât be able to protect yourself!â
Feeling the killing intent coming from Lin Yan, the fair-faced young man finally panicked.
âEven if your father is the King of Heaven, you will die today!â
Lin Yanâs face was ferocious.
âJunior Brother Lin Yan, donât!â Shen Xueyan, who was beside him, hurriedly spoke out, wanting to stop Lin Yan. Because although the Blood Blade Sect was not as powerful as the Xuantian Sect, it was still a top force.
The offspring of a Soul Transformation cultivator was different from a simple true disciple.
If he was killed, it would inevitably lead to conflicts between the two sects.
However, Lin Yan didnât care about any of this. First, he was injured, then insulted. Only by killing this bastard could he vent his anger. He had been holding back his anger for too long. Now, he had to let it out!
Clang!
Lin Yan slashed down.
Blood gushed out.
The fair-faced young man stared with wide eyes, covering his neck, disbelief written all over his face.
âYou, how dare you!â
Blood kept flowing from the fair-faced young manâs mouth, and he had no more vitality.
âJunior Brother Lin Yan, youâve caused a big disaster!â Shen Xueyan scolded him.
The death and serious injury of the offspring of a Soul Transformation cultivator were completely different matters. The elder of the Blood Blade Sect was as influential as the sect master of the Blood Blade Sect. If his offspring were killed, wouldnât there be retaliation?
âSenior Sister Xueyan, he was just a wastrel, killing him is nothing! Here, your Red Flame Grass!â
Lin Yan sheathed his giant sword on his back and handed the Red Flame Grass to Shen Xueyan in as cool a gesture as possible.
However, Shen Xueyanâs face showed no joy. Because more than ten cultivators dressed like the fair-faced young man entered the Treasure Pavilion.
All of these people were from the Blood Blade Sect.
The one leading had a majestic aura about him.
âSenior Apprentice Brother Zhang, who is it, who killed my Senior Apprentice Brother Zhang?â
âHoly Son, itâs him!â
Someone from the crowd also from the Blood Blade Sect pointed at Lin Yan and began to tell the Blood Blade Sect Holy Son what had happened.
âItâs the Blood Blade Sect Holy Son!â
âThis time, that Lin Yan is in for big trouble! The Blood Blade Sectâs Holy Son has arrived! Even if his stepfather is the Xuantian Sectâs Holy Son, Iâm afraid he wonât be able to protect him!â
âThe death of a Soul Transformation realm cultivatorâs offspring, a true disciple, is not something that can simply be shrugged off! Moreover, the Blood Blade Sectâs Holy Son has been cultivating for over two hundred years. It is said that he has reached the Seventh stage of the Golden Core realm. He should not fear the Xuantian Sectâs Holy Son!â
The Blood Blade Sectâs Holy Son looked at Lin Yan, his face darkening.
âYou have a lot of nerve. My Senior Brother only injured you, but you took his life! Even if your stepfather is the Xuantian Sectâs Holy Son, today, I will make you pay with your life!â
The aura of the Blood Blade Sect Holy Son erupted.
Everyone in the Treasure Pavilion felt a chill down their spines.
Shen Xueyan quickly sent a message to the Xuantian Sect disciples who had just watched.
âHurry to the City Lordâs Mansion and report to the Holy Son!â
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Lin Yan stood in place, not at all flustered, with no panic on his face.
On the contrary, his eyes were filled with killing intent.
âIf you want revenge, I donât mind sending you all off together. Itâll be good company on your journey!â Lin Yan said coldly.
Anyway, he had his master, and he could erupt with the power of the Soul Transformation realm at any time. Let alone, the Holy Son, even if the Sect Master came himself, he wouldnât be able to hold him back.
It just so happened that he could also show off his strength in front of Senior Sister Xueyan. After today, Senior Sister Xueyan might look at him in a different light. By then, he could win her over.
Hehe.
Lin Yan thought to himself with great satisfaction.
However, he did not notice.
Among the group of people from the Blood Blade Sect, there was a middle-aged man with a dry and gloomy face. His eagle-like eyes looked him up and down.
âWhat a peculiar kid, he actually has another kind of soul aura on him! This aura should be a soul body! Hehe, I didnât expect to encounter such a good thing here! The taste of a soul, for us Soul Cult Cultivators, is a great meal!â
In Lin Yanâs ring space, Empress Yanâs eyebrows suddenly furrowed.
âThe aura of the Soul Cult Cultivator!? Darn it, the influence of the Soul Cult forces has already infiltrated the Northern Spirit Realm!â
âNo, I canât let them discover me!â
Yan quickly said to Lin Yan, who was still busy posturing: âYanâer, quickly leave this place!â
âMaster, why?â Lin Yan was puzzled.
âDonât ask so many questions! I need to gather all my soul power. I canât help you for now!â
âWhat?â Lin Yan was shocked.
Master wanted to gather all her soul power and couldnât help him for now? How could this be! Without his masterâs power, how could he deal with the Blood Blade Sectâs Holy Son?