The Prodigies War

The battle for the blessing erupted without any surprises.

The experts from the various clans moved immediately, swarming like bees toward the nine mountains.

For a time, flashes of movement light seemed to rain from the sky, creating a gorgeous and attention-grabbing sight. Many powerful auras swept forth, causing space to ripple and distort.

Kill!

A group of Fire Crow experts attacked, swiftly flying forward like a black sun.

They were led by a saint-level individual. Flames surged fiercely around his body, warping the air as he fought to be the first to ascend one of the mountains with his clansmen.

Chla!

A rain of azure swords suddenly fell from the sky. The Azure Rain Dragon Clan Saint brandished a sword that glowed azure as he attempted to stop the Fire Crow experts.

Six Fire Crow experts were instantly slain, causing blood and chunks of flesh to splatter onto the ground.

The Fire Crow Saint's eyes burned with icy anger as he activated his secret art to counterattack, igniting the start of a battle between the two mighty clans.

The sounds of battle shook the heavens, and a red mist filled the air amidst the fierce fighting.

Rumble!

A giant snow eagle rose into the air as its blade-like wings swept up a powerful gust toward the Cloud Hou Clan Saint, Kong Xiu.

Kong Xiu icily snorted and roared. Soundwaves with the characteristics of solid matter wove together into dreadful dao light and boomed through the air like thunder, shattering space itself.

The giant snow eagle’s body stiffened before it coughed blood due to heavy injuries, nearly dying right then and there.

“Scram!”

In front of one of the other mountains, Golden Luan Clan Saintess Meng Lianqing yelled as she was being attacked.

Her opponent was a Giant Python Clan expert. His large and muscular body was covered in scales, and his big palm-leaf-like hands wielded a pair of giant black axes.

He was brute force incarnate, widely swinging his giant aces with herculean strength that could easily cut mountains and flatten plains.

Boom!

The giant axes released blinding light as they collided with an old lamp.

In response, however, countless light droplets exploded from the unremarkable old lamp, which forcefully knocked away the giant axes.

Omm!

Golden light radiated from Meng Lianqing as if she was a divine being walking out from the sacred light. Her beautiful face was filled with frost and arrogance, and her stare was death as she sprinkled droplets of light from the old lantern in her hand that could pierce even space itself.

The old lantern was a special artifact she had inherited from her ancestors, and she rarely used it. However, she was no longer going to hold back at this juncture.

She did not wish to waste time and intended to seize the blessing as soon as possible.

Giant axes repeatedly clashed with the old lantern, releasing deafening and terrifying booms.

Urgh!

In the end, the light droplets from the old lantern swirled together to form a mysterious symbol that instantly pierced the Giant Python expert’s head, causing his large body to crash to the ground.

“AH—”

A death cry was heard from another nearby mountain as a powerful Silver Spirit Clan expert was slain.

His opponent was the Mysterious Ao Clan Saint, Xuan Luozi, who was quite a sight to behold with his long sea-blue hair, slender figure, and dreamy, blue mist-like aura.

He wielded a blue jade-like spear that gleamed with intimidating sharpness. Dao flowed along it as he brandished it and charged with his clansmen.

Splash! Plop! Splash!

Blood splattered amidst shrieks of agony along their path.

Xuan Luozi’s combat style was ruthless, precise, and vicious. His beautiful blue spear was fierce and merciless as it left a path of carnage in its wake.

Battles for blessings were always cruel and bloody. There were never any flukes to speak of.

In fact, this was merely a small part of the entire battlefield.

There were nine mountains in total. After the curtains were raised on the battle, equally bloody fights were playing out in front of each mountain.

Rumble!

Niu Tuntian roared in front of the first mountain from the left. His vital energy soared into the sky as he brandished a black three-pronged halberd.

Power rose from his body like a storm as if a chaotic demon king had descended upon the mortal realm.

More than a dozen other experts nearby were unable to dodge in time and were wiped out by the attack!

Blood and chunks of flesh flew into the air and fell like heavy rain, causing the expressions of the experts in the distance to change and their scalps to turn numb as a single thought flashed in their minds: Niu Tuntian is ridiculously strong!

Lin Xun and the others were also in a similar situation that was filled with danger. All kinds of artifacts and weapons danced in the air while secret arts clashed against battle techniques, sending sand and stone flying as flames burned everywhere.

Lin Xun, Zhao Jingxuan, Toady, Xiao Ran, and the other Spirit Treasure Holy Land Successors were advancing in a group and didn’t feel much pressure.

Moreover, Xiao Ran was putting on a spectacular display of might.

He exuded an air of superiority and confidence as mist rose around him. At the spearpoint of the group, he easily swept away all resistance and was basically unstoppable.

Not to mention, there was also Zhao Jingxuan, Su Xingfeng, Wen Xiang, Gong Yangyu, Yun Che, and others. The group was like a sharp blade as they swiftly pushed up one of the mountains.

Of course, Lin Xun was also playing a huge part. Although he wasn’t doing anything impressive, numerous experts retreated in fear upon realizing his identity.

It was the power of reputation!

Before this, Lin Xun had single-handedly carved a bloody path of carnage through many experts from the various clans, shocking even the saint-level individuals. This caused many of them to avoid him.

Such splendid and bloody battle accomplishments had long shaken up the Deva Sacred Domain and alarmed even the bigwigs outside.

Under these circumstances, which blind fool would dare to provoke the ‘young demon god’ from the human race unless they were tired of living?

As a result, although the group did face resistance, they were comparatively under less threat than the others.

Lin Xun and the others soon reached the peak where an old palace stood amidst the mist.

On the other eight mountains, factions led by strong saints like Niu Tuntian, Kong Xiu, Meng Lianqing, Xuan Luoqi, also ascended the summits.

A magnificent palace stood on each peak, giving off a solemn and sacred aura.

“The opportunity is right before our eyes!”

Upon reaching the peak, Xiao Ran’s expression relaxed. His face glowed with desire as he looked toward the old palace.

“Go!”

Without any further hesitation, Xiao Ran led them into the palace.

Zhao Jingxuan closely followed.

However, just as Lin Xun was about to step into the building, his body suddenly stiffened as his pupils abruptly shrank.

He had sensed an unprecedented level of fatal danger that made all the hairs on his body stand on end.

Rustle!

An icy glimmer appeared and shot toward him from behind at an inconceivable speed as if it was waiting for the very moment when Lin Xun stepped into the palace.

It was sword will.

Lin Xun could sense that it was the exact same sword will that had ambushed him twice before, so he wasn’t very surprised.

After all, he had already been prepared to settle things with the mysterious assassin when he decided to climb the mountain together with Xiao Ran and the others.

However, he had not expected that the assassin wasn’t Xiao Ran!

After all, Xiao Ran was the first to enter the palace. Lin Xun had originally been wary of Xiao Ran alone and had subconsciously decided that he was the assassin.

Who could have imagined that he would be proven wrong?

The assassin was someone else, but who?

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. At almost the same instant the assassination attempt occurred, Lin Xun also made his move.

Hornless Ice Dragon Step!

His figure immediately disappeared.

Pff!

The sword will turned a patch of space to dust, distorting the area for a split second.

It was easy to imagine how Lin Xun would have been instantly killed if he failed to avoid it.

Rumble!

However, the assassin seemed to have already expected that the attack would fail. Before Lin Xun could stabilize his body, a silver ring shot at him from the side.

The treasure released a demonic, soul-stealing sound that swiftly attempted to envelop him.

At the same time, a string of fire pierced through the air. Despite being as thin as a cow’s hair, the string burned with terrifying fire dao that would make anyone shiver.

These events transpired far too quickly. It was as if everything had been precisely calculated from the moment the sword will appeared to the attacks by the ring and fire string. It was all perfectly aligned, leaving no room for respite.

In a situation where the target was completely unaware, even if a cultivator did manage to avoid the sword will, he or she would have never expected that it would be followed by even more fatal danger!

Lin Xun was in the same boat. He had no time to think as he abruptly released an incomparably terrifying dao ripple from his body.

Deng!

A Bixi phantasm surfaced from his back and smashed against the silver ring, sending out a spray of sparks.

Clang!

Meanwhile, the Broken Blade rose to block his front and barely managed to defend against the string-like fire.

The Broken Blade collided with the flames, releasing terrifying undulations.

Lin Xun groaned and nearly coughed blood. His blood was churning wildly in his body.

Although he had ultimately managed to survive, the sudden ambush by two waves of attacks had almost been too much for him.

The force from the silver ring was especially compact and heavy. It left his back in pain and nearly broke his bones.

Although the flame string looked unremarkable, its destructive power was even more dreadful. Fortunately, it was blocked by the Broken Blade. Otherwise, the power from the flames would have instantly inflicted grave injuries on him.

“F*ck your grannies, you guys are asking for death!”

Toady finally reacted. It showed just how quick the series of attacks had been!

Everything had happened in a heart-thumping instant.

“It honestly surprises me that you guys would act before we enter the palace.”

By this time, Lin Xun was already standing in a safe spot. His expression was calm, but his black eyes were filled with chilling killing intent as an uncontrollable rage boiled in his heart.

Opposite him, Su Xingfeng, Wen Xiang, and Gong Yangyu were standing at different locations with grave and bewildered expressions as if they had never imagined that Lin Xun would avoid their assassination attempt.

On another side, Yun Che was standing near Toady to guard against him from interfering if need be.

“So the person who tried to assassinate me twice…is you!”

Lin Xun’s ice-cold gaze ultimately stopped on Gong Yangyu.

It had never occurred to him that the elegant and proud Azure Goat Spirit Clan descendent would be the mysterious assassin!

Earlier, Zhao Jingxuan had even mentioned that Gong Yangyu was considered extremely kind and clean among the Spirit Treasure Holy Land Successors.

Who could have imagined that he would be an assassin with top-notch skills?