Ling Tian Sword God

"Master, rest assured, with just this old guy, I’m afraid he can’t do anything to me."

Just as Saint Qian Yan’s expression was uncertain, a voice carrying a hint of mockery suddenly came from the sky at a distance.

Shen Bingxin followed the voice and looked over, only to see, not far away, the unmistakable figures of Ling Chen and Ling Yin appeared.

Upon seeing Ling Chen and Ling Yin, Shen Bingxin also breathed a sigh of relief, then slightly bowed towards Saint Qian Yan, a trace of apology appearing on her face, and said, "I didn’t expect a moment of impulse to lead to a misunderstanding with Your Excellency; I truly apologize."

Hearing this, Saint Qian Yan let out a cold snort, just about to speak, but was interrupted by Ling Yin, "Elder Shen, there’s no need to apologize to this old dog; he previously tried to take the lives of Brother Ling Chen and me, only to be chased away by Brother Ling Chen, otherwise, we might not have made it here."

"What?"

Shen Bingxin was taken aback by this, not surprised at Saint Qian Yan’s attack on Ling Chen and Ling Yin, but rather at what Ling Yin just said, that Ling Chen drove away Saint Qian Yan. With Ling Chen’s strength, how could he contend with Saint Qian Yan, let alone drive him off?

"This kid actually managed to repel Saint Qian Yan?"

Over on the side of the Great Mysterious Heavenly Dao, Elder Len was also a bit skeptical, turning to look at Xuannv beside her and asked, "Has Ling Chen’s strength reached such a level already?"

"If it were during the Nine Stream Assembly, he probably wouldn’t have such strength."

Xuannv pondered for a moment and then replied, "But now, it’s hard to say."

Her beautiful eyes also flickered with a glimmer of light. After all, for someone to break records as a Youth King, there was no need to elaborate on their talent. Even if Ling Chen now possessed the power to defeat Saint Qian Yan, she wouldn’t be too surprised.

"Then you mustn’t slack off,"

Elder Len gave Ling Chen a deep look, then shifted her gaze to Xuannv and said, "The so-called half-year appointment, the battle on Mount Kunlun, will swiftly pass in the blink of an eye; when the time comes, this kid must not steal all the limelight."

"Disciple understands."

Xuannv slightly nodded her head. She knew that the sect was very concerned about the upcoming battle on Mount Kunlun in a few months. Although it was just a contest among some Youth Kings, word had already spread throughout the Nine Province Sect Realm in such a short time. When the battle on Mount Kunlun occurs, many elder generation powerhouses are bound to appear, significantly increasing its significance.

Ling Chen was indeed one of her very powerful rivals.

At this moment, in a corner not far away, several shadows were watching Ling Chen’s position. One of them raised his head, revealing a stunningly beautiful face, none other than the Mingyue Heavenly Demon.

"This kid, we haven’t seen for a few days, and he has made progress in strength,"

Mingyue Heavenly Demon gazed distantly at Ling Chen’s figure, the coldness in her eyes grew more intense, "If he isn’t dealt with sooner, even I might fail to kill him."

"Since Senior Mingyue despises this kid so much, then once we enter the main tomb chamber, find an opportunity to eliminate him,"

The hooded, masked man next to her spoke, appearing mysterious and unpredictable, yet the sinister Devil Qi emanating from him was chilling.

He raised his head, glanced at Ling Chen, and then at Saint Qian Yan, whose face was ashen and whose eyes were brimming with murderous intent, and continued, "Moreover, there seem to be others who wish to see this lad dead; perhaps we can have someone else do the job, using others’ hands to kill him quietly without a trace."

"If it truly happens like this, that would naturally be the best,"

Mingyue Heavenly Demon’s eyes lit up slightly. She didn’t care what method was used, as long as Ling Chen was killed, any means would suffice.

Rumble!

Just as Shen Bingxin was about to question Saint Qian Yan, suddenly, the ground tremored, and all eyes were drawn to the Golden Light Palace, which had almost completely emerged from the ground and become stable.

A majestic pressure to the extreme also erupted from the direction of the Palace, sweeping across in all directions, forming a terrifying pressure storm.

However, with the emergence of the Golden Light Palace, the various forces did not rush in but rather stayed in place, waiting for something.

Seeing this, Ling Yin was puzzled, "Brother Ling Chen, since the tomb chamber has come into the open, why aren’t these people making a move?"

"As the saying goes, the protruding bird gets shot first. Moreover, these people are shrewd; they all know the main tomb chamber is extremely perilous. Treasures are undoubtedly good, but compared to them, one’s life is still more important," Ling Chen said with a smile.

At this moment, under the watchful eyes of the various powerhouses, the golden patterns surrounding the Palace were gradually receding like rippling water, becoming increasingly faint. After about ten minutes, a faint click echoed, and a slit appeared in the door of the Palace, with strange colorful lights streaming through the gap.

"Go!"

Suddenly, someone’s greedy shout echoed, and the tension and silence in the air instantly shattered. Some powerhouses, unable to restrain their greed, charged towards the Palace’s door first.

Ling Chen watched the eager powerhouses, his gaze was indifferent, his body unmoving, his strong will and determination naturally unaffected by this change in circumstances.

"First, break through the tomb chamber’s door!"

Whoosh!

A shout resounded, and over a hundred figures cut through the air, speeding towards the Palace in an astonishing manner and, within just a few breaths, reached the entrance of the Palace.

Boom!

Majestic true energy transformed into over a hundred streams, tearing through the air, then fell upon the Bronze Door of the Palace, reverberating thunderously in the sky.

Bang!

Facing the full-force attack of so many powerhouses, the Bronze Door instantly exploded open, an ancient aura wafting out from the fractured Palace, and the building that had been sealed for millennia was once again exposed to the light of day.

"Charge in!"

Seeing the door of the Palace broken open, the eyes of those powerhouses were filled with even more ecstasy, their figures violently shot forward. Though their hearts were filled with joy, they still fully mobilized their true energy, forming powerful defenses around their bodies.

Ling Chen’s gaze indifferently watched this scene, and just as the leading person was about to rush into the Palace, his eyes suddenly focused.

Inside the door, a fuzzy silhouette suddenly appeared.

This silhouette held a Long Sword in hand, its aura entirely undetectable. At the moment Ling Chen saw the silhouette, it suddenly vanished from sight, transforming into a white arc that suddenly dashed into the crowd of over a hundred powerhouses!

The arc swept by, sword light flickering rapidly. In the blink of an eye, the bodies of over a hundred powerhouses were turned to pieces, neatly sliced with not a single complete corpse, all plummeting from the sky, raining a shower of flesh and blood.