I am a loser, but I defeated countless geniuses with the Soul-Calming Tower.

Chapter 2429

At the same time, a terrifying will descended, instantly suppressing the will of the Pure Yang Sword hilt.

"what is this?"

“You… Lin Xuan…”

Feng Changjian was utterly astonished and began to stammer incoherently.

"collapse!"

Before Lin Xuan could respond, Feng Changjian's hand holding the sword was suddenly shattered by a terrifying force.

Then, a bizarre scene unfolded: the azure light, carrying the World Destroyer and the Pure Yang Sword hilt, vanished.

Feng Changjian was completely stunned, astonished to find that his connection with the Chunyang sword hilt had completely disappeared.

Lin Xuan was also taken aback, but then his mind was drawn to the World-Destroying Blade Tomb.

Then, the vanished hilts of the World Destroyer and Pure Yang Swords appeared in the World Destroyer's Tomb.

This place was originally where Lin Xuan practiced his swordsmanship, but he hadn't been here for a long time.

At this moment, in my perception, countless illusory figures wielding knives appeared, surging like a black tide towards the hilt of the Pure Yang Sword.

The hilt of the Pure Yang Sword shone brilliantly, and a massive phantom of a battle sword appeared, unleashing a soaring sword light that slashed out.

However, the surging phantoms wielding swords were fearless and directly used their numbers to wear down the massive war sword.

He traversed the world, leading thousands of troops in battle.

The massive sword was rapidly dimming, and its terrifying will was being eroded away.

"Stable!"

Lin Xuan suddenly understood.

The hilt of the Pure Yang Sword had already become part of the world's destruction.

The events that occurred in the Soul Suppressing Tower were but a fleeting moment, so Lin Xuan paid no further attention to them and instead calmly observed the wind-swept sword before him.

Wu Mingyao, Wu Mingkong, and the others had complicated expressions; they really couldn't understand what had just happened in the blink of an eye.

Countless questions arose in his mind: How did Lin Xuan recover to his original state? And how did the broken imperial weapon disappear?

No one could answer these questions for them.

"What...did you...do?"

Feng Changjian asked blankly, clearly not yet fully recovered from his daze.

"puff!"

His response was a sword light that pierced through him, its terrifying cutting power spreading and erupting.

Feng Changjian regained his senses completely, and the pure Yang light on his body dimmed at an extremely terrifying speed.

He was already at his limit, while Lin Xuan had spent all his cultivation time and had almost fully recovered.

Furthermore, Feng Changjian has lost the hilt of the Chunyang Sword, so even if he recovers, he will not be able to stop Lin Xuan at all.

"Does the power of this sword strike seem familiar?"

Lin Xuan approached the wind-swept sword and asked casually.

"Intercept...the heavens..."

The light in Feng Changjian's eyes flickered uncertainly.

He had long known that Lin Xuan had obtained the Heaven-Slaying Sword Scripture, which was his eternal pain. He had wasted countless efforts, but had not been able to obtain it from Yuan Yi.

"Yuan Yi asked me to convey that as long as he condenses the Heaven-Slaying Dao Foundation, he can be taught the Heaven-Slaying Sword Scripture. Unfortunately, you have been suppressing him, preventing him from reaching the Emperor Seed level."

Murder and kill!

Lin Xuan's words made Feng Changjian's eyes widen in astonishment.

"So that's how it is..."

He did not doubt Lin Xuan's words. Combining all the information, he was able to deduce that Lin Xuan was not lying.

It turns out that I and my master have been making things worse all along.

"Consider this sword strike as a beheading by Yuan Yi. I'll collect some interest first. Before long, I'll send your true form to see you."

As soon as Lin Xuan finished speaking, the power of the Heaven-Slaying Technique erupted, and a terrifying sword intent soared into the heavens, shattering countless clouds over Mount Wuzhao.

The pure Yang clone of the Wind Sword was shattered in the terrifying sword light, leaving not a trace.

"Humph……"

In the capital city, inside the residence of the thirteenth prince, Wu Mingkong, the true form of the Wind Sword trembled and couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

"The clone...it's actually...destroyed..."

"Who... Wu Qi? The Empress?"

Feng Changjian exuded a fierce aura, and images of various people flashed through his mind, but he overlooked Lin Xuan.

He didn't believe Lin Xuan had the ability to kill his clone.

Soon, he left triumphantly, met with Wu Qi, and even sent a message to the palace.

Unfortunately, he did not get the answer he wanted.

"Asshole, bastard..."

Feng Changjian was utterly enraged, and his entire being seemed to have gone mad...

At this moment, in the Sun and Moon Valley west of Wuzhao Mountain, the terrifying Confucian will on Wu Mingkong and the others suddenly dissipated.

However, they seemed oblivious, staring blankly ahead.

Lin Xuan waved his hand, dispersing the longsword formed by the power of Heaven's Interception, and shutting down all his states at that moment.

Sensing the area within the Annihilation Blade Tomb, Annihilation was still leading his army in a frenzied charge against the hilt of the Pure Yang Sword.

It's clear that the hilt of the Chunyang sword can't withstand any more impact.

"Perhaps this time, the destruction of the world will bring about a completely new change."

Lin Xuan muttered to himself, then stopped paying attention and suddenly turned his gaze to Wu Mingkong.

Wu Mingyao had already come to Lin Xuan's side, and her gaze toward Wu Mingkong showed a hint of worry.

She was also caught in a dilemma: if Lin Xuan attacked Wu Mingkong and the others, which side should she stand on?

Fortunately, Lin Xuan did not intend to make a move; he simply raised his hand to signal Wu Mingkong to come over.

Wu Mingkong dared not delay, and waved for everyone to follow. Soon they arrived in front of Lin Xuan and bowed in greeting.

Lin Xuan didn't speak, and they didn't dare to look up at all.

“Go to the Western Gate, seize the Western Order, and deliver it to Wu Mingyao. Then this matter will be over.”

Lin Xuan's voice rang out, and Wu Mingkong and the others all trembled.

"Yes, I understand!"

Wu Mingkong took a deep breath in response.

"I swear that I will not have any other thoughts, or I will perish in body and soul."

Lin Xuan was quite assertive, emphasizing it lightly.

Wu Mingkong and the eight people behind him all changed their expressions slightly, but Lin Xuan did not give them time to think. He activated his various states, and a terrifying pressure immediately fell from the sky.

"Young Master Lin, please wait! We will do as you say!"

Wu Mingkong hurriedly spoke, and then quickly made a vow on the Great Dao.

"Let's go!"

Lin Xuan nodded in satisfaction and left with Wu Mingyao.

"Hey……"

"I had long anticipated this day, but when it actually came, I still found it hard to accept."

Wu Mingkong sighed deeply, looked up at the bright moon and the blazing sun, his eyes filled with a sense of vicissitude.

"Your Highness, Kong Fang is incompetent..."

Wu Mingkong raised his hand to interrupt Kong Fang and strode towards Sun and Moon Valley.

Seeing this, the others said no more and followed.

Meanwhile, Lin Xuan and Wu Mingyao arrived before the thick fog, traversing the imperial road and heading north...