Inverse Sword Mad God

Within his body, the Great Dragon Sword Soul swiftly activated, resisting the pressure from the sky.

Fortunately, the face of the Wanchu Saint Master in the sky quickly vanished.

Afterward, Du Hongling and Ma Yuanshan, along with those around them, all took to the air and flew off into the distance.

It seemed they were going to reason with the Saint Master.

The others, however, had flickering looks in their eyes.

Many of their gazes were directed at Lin Xuan because they couldn’t believe that Lin Xuan was actually with Liu Mingyue.

This made it even more shocking.

For a moment, many people speculated about Lin Xuan’s true identity.

Murong Qingcheng was also extremely worried, but Lin Xuan sent a voice transmission, advising her not to come by recently.

Because with nine pieces of Divine Crystals in hand, Lin Xuan had the ability to protect himself even within this Wanchu Sacred Land.

Therefore, he didn’t want to drag Murong Qingcheng into this whirlpool.

"Brother Xuan, be careful, and if it gets tough, leave early," Murong Qingcheng expressed her concern.

In the latter half of the night, many shadows hovered around the mountain peak where Lin Xuan resided, but ultimately, no one made a move.

It seemed they feared something.

The next day, people from the Seventh Pulse arrived, very grateful that Lin Xuan had escorted Liu Mingyue back.

Additionally, they conveyed Liu Mingyue’s words, stating that the promises between them would definitely be fulfilled, albeit after some time.

In the meantime, the Seventh Pulse people also gifted Lin Xuan some Earth-rank Treasures and some crystals.

It seemed quite generous.

Lin Xuan received these items unrestrainedly.

He escorted Liu Mingyue back, naturally to claim rewards.

Of course, this reward was just a small interest, the real benefit would come once Liu Mingyue became the Wanchu Saintess.

It seemed that this time wouldn’t be long.

Soon, the Seventh Pulse people left.

However, half a day later, several figures appeared.

Seeing these figures, Lin Xuan frowned, for they were people from the Fifth Faction.

These were several disciples from the Fifth Faction, with the leading person wearing a green robe, their expression extremely cold.

He came before Lin Xuan, coldly staring, and then asked, "Are you the one who escorted Senior Sister Liu here?"

Though it was just one sentence, it took Lin Xuan by surprise.

Because just yesterday, the people from the Fifth Faction had called Liu Mingyue a cheap woman, but today, they were addressing her as Senior Sister Liu.

It seemed Liu Mingyue was accepted again.

This was good news for Lin Xuan.

However, he couldn’t understand why people from the Fifth Faction came.

Logically, the Seventh Pulse should be the ones thanking him; did the Fifth Faction come to cause trouble?

In the next moment, Lin Xuan nodded: "Yes, that’s me. Who are you, and what do you want?"

"We are disciples of Wanchu Sacred Land," the green-robed youth said coldly. "By escorting Senior Sister Liu back, you’ve done a great deed. Of course, we want to properly entertain you."

"We’ve already prepared a banquet; if you’re willing, you can come with us."

"Rest assured, we won’t do anything to you; we just want to express our gratitude."

"Thank me?"

Lin Xuan sneered inwardly. These people were clearly from the Fifth Faction, and their eyes were filled with murderous intent. How could they purely want to express gratitude?

It was probably a trap, intending to lure him there and then make a move.

So, Lin Xuan shook his head. "There’s no need, I have other matters, and dining is unnecessary."

"How can that be?"

At that moment, a woman dressed in pink clothing stood up and said arrogantly, "Our Wanchu Sacred Land does not owe anyone a favor!"

"If you don’t come, won’t it appear as though we are poor hosts?"

"You’ve already been very hospitable, and an additional banquet is not necessary. Besides, I have other things to do."

"So, you should head back," Lin Xuan shook his head and refused.

"Are you not giving us face?" Upon hearing this, the individuals turned sour.

"Our elder has already spoken; no matter what, we must invite you today. If you don’t give us face, we’ll be punished when we return."

"Indeed, even if we have to tie you up, we’ll take you with us!" The woman in pink clothing became even more forceful.

It seemed that if Lin Xuan refused again, they would make a move.

Lin Xuan also sneered, "What, if I don’t want to go, are you going to take action?"

"Take action?"

"Brother, you’re joking. We’re not taking action; we just want to invite you!"

"Someone, please invite this brother," the green-robed youth sneered. Suddenly, two more disciples emerged from behind him, their aura surging, and terrifying light covered Lin Xuan.

Humph!

Lin Xuan let out a cold snort, his body vibrated, shattering the two phantom hands.

"The way you Wanchu Sacred Land hosts guests is indeed unique!"

"It’s good you know. This time is just a warning; if you don’t cooperate next time, it won’t be so easy!"

Seeing Lin Xuan dare to resist, the green-robed youth’s face turned cold.

In the next moment, he said coldly, "Take him away!"

"Kid, obediently come with us," the two disciples sneered, charging swiftly at Lin Xuan from the left and right.

Get lost!

Lin Xuan coldly shouted, delivering a kick.

Boom!

Following that, the two disciples cried out miserably, flying away.

"You dare strike?"

Witnessing this scene, the woman in pink shouted, her beautiful eyes filled with rage.

She truly couldn’t believe it; the other party dared to make a move in their Sacred Land, truly not knowing life from death!

Swish!

The next moment, she drew a red soft whip from her waist, whipping it forward.

Whoosh!

The red soft whip expanded in the wind, transforming into a red Flood Dragon, baring its fangs and claws.

In an instant, it reached in front of Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan remained composed; he extended his hand and performed the Dragon Capturing Hand.

On his palm, a dragon-shaped claw mark appeared, reaching forward.

Buzz!

With one hand, he caught the red Flood Dragon.

The Flood Dragon struggled vehemently, thrashing in the void, but it couldn’t escape.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this, the woman’s face turned pale.

She couldn’t believe that the opponent’s strength was so overwhelming, easily capturing her long whip.

"Damn you, let go!"

The woman jumped with anger, but she couldn’t pull back her whip.

"Junior Sister, I’ll help you."

The green-robed male beside her roared angrily upon seeing this. He flipped his hand, and a green long sword appeared in it.

Boom!

With one slash, a hundred-foot long green sword light shone in the sky, carrying clumps of green flames.

Lin Xuan raised his other hand, and a huge Light Sword appeared, surging with killing aura, emitting a terrifying whistling sound.

With one sword, he slashed down, colliding with the green sword light.

Terrifying sounds roared, and intense light burst in the sky.

Crack!

The hundred-foot long green sword light instantly shattered into fragments.