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

Chapter 2340

The purple-gold divine chain appeared, breaking through the boundaries to extract the traces of Shi Qingyou's rebellion.

"Lin Xuan, the Soul Devouring Clan will never forgive you!"

Shi Qingyou's roar, coming from the bottom of his heart, revealed his true thoughts.

Lin Xuan ignored it and directly resonated with the Soul-Hidden Canopy.

"Oh?"

Surprises always come unexpectedly; he actually resonated with three near-Dao level scriptures from the Soul Treasury Canopy.

One of them was the Soul Devouring Demon Book, which was incomplete, so Lin Xuan skipped it.

He obtained the Soul-Devouring Book from the Soul-Devouring Umbrella, and it was the most complete version.

The other two near-Dao level scriptures, although lacking profound cultivation methods, are sufficient to serve as nourishment for the Undying Heavenly Scripture.

"very good!"

The Soul-Suppressing Tower trembled, increasing the cultivation time by 14.4 million years. The total cultivation time has now reached 93.8 million years, and it will soon break 100 million years.

“I told you, killing you would have been more practical.”

"You have not disappointed me. If the Dark Forest is number one, you alone are enough to be number two."

Lin Xuan spoke into the air, as if he were sending a message to Shi Qingyou, who had already perished.

The World Destroyer broke free from Lin Xuan's palm, unleashing a profound azure light that enveloped the top-tier Dao weapon, the Ancient Lamp, before quickly returning to Lin Xuan's side.

"Prodigal stuff!"

Lin Xuan couldn't help but complain.

The world-destroying force has already destroyed that ancient lamp and has begun to devour it, like a starving ghost. The excellent top-tier Dao weapon is about to perish.

"Kill me!"

"Slaughter these Dark Forest scum!"

"Hahaha...you black bastards, your grandpa's here for revenge."

After a brief silence, the area suddenly erupted in deafening shouts of battle.

In an instant, the sky was filled with rosy light, and the power surged like a raging torrent, creating an overwhelming battlefield.

The number of Dark Legion members was decreasing rapidly, and Lin Xuan's eyes turned red.

"Bastard!"

"Stop it, all of you! Let me do the killing!"

Lin Xuan raised his hand, and the Heavenly Sword River converged, actually condensing into a celestial sword. Various domains unfolded, and the power of the Transcendent Realm Dao Foundation evolved a second time in the real domain, with overwhelming pressure.

His heart was bleeding. These bastards had no sense at all. Didn't they know he was seriously out of time?

Lin Xuan descended from the sky, bathed in the glow of the sun and moon, surrounded by a flowing purple-gold divine light, his majestic presence unparalleled.

"My lord, there's no need for that. Leave these lackeys to us."

"My lord, you may proceed to the next battlefield to slay the prodigy."

"My lord, there is a great battle taking place at the anchor point. It would be good if you could go and provide support."

The voices came one after another, but Lin Xuan ignored them and even wanted to slap them a few times.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Lin Xuan stopped as an extremely familiar aura rushed into his domain and then attacked at an incredible speed.

A soaring aura of swordsmanship suddenly enveloped this area, causing all living beings to tremble and involuntarily look up into the distance.

Suddenly, a white line cut through the sky and arrived in an instant.

Finally, they could see clearly that it was a person surrounded by sword light, like a rapidly spinning sword wheel.

Wherever the sword wheel passed, it seemed as if the heavens and earth were cleaved in two.

The moment he approached, his sword light filled the sky, and the remaining members of the Dark Tribe were all annihilated by the sword light.

Those sword lights even rushed into the cycle of life and death, completely erasing all traces of the dark tribes' defiance of fate.

In the time it takes to breathe, the sword light that filled the sky stopped, and a figure was suspended high in the air.

"Strong man!"

"Not inferior to Lord Lin Xuan, who... is this?"

All the pure Yang beings born with natural abilities were filled with doubt.

The three siblings, Jian Yi and his sister, stared intently at the figure—or rather, at the long sword in the figure's hand.

The longsword is a top-tier Dao weapon, and the gleaming white tassel at the back of the sword is particularly eye-catching.

"Pure Yang Sword Tassel!"

Jian Yi and his two siblings sensed something was wrong and rushed towards Lin Xuan.

"boom!"

However, at this moment, an astonishing aura of swordsmanship erupted, filling the entire world with countless sword shadows, like the sands of the Ganges.

The three siblings, Jian Yi and his sister, froze, too afraid to move.

The other pure Yang beings also looked on in horror, as if they would die if they moved even slightly.

"I'm here to find Lin Xuan. All unrelated persons should retreat thousands of miles to avoid accidental injury."

The voice came from that person in a flat tone, devoid of any emotion.

"who are you?"

"We are all living beings of the Nine Provinces, do you want to fight among yourselves? Do you know the consequences of fighting among yourselves during wartime?"

The seventh-level immortal of the Pure Yang Heaven questioned.

The man ignored him, only looking at Lin Xuan, then raised his long sword, the tassel of the Chunyang sword swaying casually.

"Let them go. With the Pure Yang Sword Tassel still intact, the Three Imperial Killing Sword Formation is ineffective."

After saying that, he glanced at Jian Yi and his two siblings.

"retreat!"

Lin Xuan stared at him, but saw no hostility or murderous intent. He raised his hand to signal Jian Yi and the others.

"grown ups!"

Jian Yi panicked, and the other pure Yang beings were also taken aback.

"There's no point in keeping them!"

Lin Xuan spoke again.

Jian gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions.

After a long while, he turned and left with his men, beckoning many pure Yang spirits to follow.

Soon, only Lin Xuan and the being radiating sword intent remained in this area.

“You are only at the peak of the Life Realm, and there is still a distance to go before you reach the True Immortal Realm. I’m afraid you won’t be able to fulfill his last wish.”

Lin Xuan's voice was heard.

The figure frowned: "What are you talking about?"

"Oh right, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Yuan Yi."

"Your name doesn't matter!" Lin Xuan waved his hand.

"Xiao Jian asked me to fight his successor, but only after I reach the True Immortal Realm. You've only just received the inheritance, so why have you come looking for me?"

"Xiao Jian can't still give you orders, can he? That shouldn't be the case, since he hasn't truly recovered."

Lin Xuan frowned and murmured, his words sending chills down Yuan Yi's spine.

"you you……"

Yuan Yi, whose mind was inhuman, even stammered a little when he spoke.

The peerless swordsman Xiao Jian, a figure who once shone brightly in an era, was repeatedly mentioned by Lin Xuan.

Judging from this, it seems Lin Xuan has met him before, and they even fought, with Xiao Jian losing...

What kind of joke is this?

Is this possible? Is this reasonable?

Is Lin Xuan some kind of ancient monster who has lived several lifetimes in reverse?

Yuan Yi was quite disoriented...