The Prodigies War

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Beams of magnificent light soared into the sky, gradually appearing from thousands of miles away. 

However, Lin Xun’s face became overcast. That unusual feeling of excitement and anticipation completely faded from his heart. 

He spotted Xiao Qinghe and many Spirit Treasure Holy Land cultivators in apricot-yellow robes on the beams of light in the distance. But there was no sign of Zhao Jingxuan.

Additionally, there were over thirty figures, among which, several were half-step kings. 

It was very unusual!

After years of fighting, Lin Xun knew that something was going on as soon as he saw the line-up. Without any wavering, he activated the Suanni Qi to conceal himself. 

Within seconds, Xiao Qinghe and the group of cultivators from the Spirit Treasure Holy Land roared across the sky, heading in his direction.

“Everyone, there’s no need to see me off. Since Miss Zhao has gone to the Immortal Sacred Mountain to prepare for the Little Giants List competition then I will come back again to see her.” Xiao Qinghe came to a stop and gave a cupped fist salute. 

“Fellow cultivator, you are too polite.” The old man who headed the group said with a smile. He was lanky and had a goatee beard. “Before we leave, can I ask whether or not you came alone?”

Everyone else’s expressions subtly changed. 

Xiao Qinghe ran his eyes over everyone and said with a look of surprise, “What? Is there a problem with me coming to visit your noble sect?”

A goateed old man laughed. “No problem, it’s just...” he paused. The smile on his face faded, replaced by a questioning glint in his eyes. “From what we know, you didn’t come alone.”

Xiao Qinghe frowned. “Elder Gong Yangqian, what do you mean by that?”

“Stop pretending, who doesn’t know that you and Demon God Lin were the ones who stirred up a disturbance in Baiyujing a few days ago?” a youngster roared out loud. 

“We appreciate that you are a successor of the Moon Sun Sacred Palace, but if you have malicious thoughts or bad intentions, then don’t blame us for being rude!”

“Tell us, did Demon God Lin come with you?”

The other Spirit Treasure Holy Land successors spoke one after another, studying Xiao Qinghe with an icy expression. 

The sea of clouds tumbling and rolling across the void turned the atmosphere more austere and chilling.

Xiao Qinghe thought for a moment before he sneered, “I already sensed that something was wrong when you went to such effort to see me off. Turns out I was right.”

He was alone, but even so, he was not the slightest bit afraid despite the Spirit Treasure Holy Land cultivators gradually moving in closer to surround him. Instead, a look of disdain crossed his face.

“Do you think you can find out about Demon God Lin from me? Keep dreaming! You better get out of the way now!” Xiao Qinghe walked straight forward. 

Shua!

With a flash, Gong Yangqian blocked Xiao Qinghe’s path, his expression had turned cold and chilling. “Fellow cultivator, if you insist on going your own way, then we will have to resort to another method.”

As he threatened Xiao Qinghe, the other cultivators drew closer and closer, their aura surging violently as if they were ready to fight. 

Xiao Qinghe’s face darkened as he said coldly, “I just want to ask if you want to start war with the Moon Sun Sacred Palace?”

Gong Yangqian’s eyelids twitched, and then he chuckled, “That’s a bit extreme, I just want you to tell us the truth. Once we get the answer, we will respectfully send you away and absolutely won’t stop you.”

Clang!

A black iron battle spear emerged in the palm of Xiao Qinghe’s hand while magnificent golden light circulated his body. His aura instantly soared in power. 

“Stop talking nonsense, if you have the guts then attack!” He roared, his eyes flashing like lightning.

“Ahh, why are you so stubborn? It’s not too late to pull back...” Gong Yangqian sighed, but an iciness flickered across his eyes. 

“Old guy, I’ll tell you that even if you kill me today, I won’t tell you anything. If you don’t believe me, then you can try!”

Xiao Qinghe’s aura roared around his golden body like thunder. He stood tall in the sea of clouds, spear in hand as if he was a ruler of the world. 

Gong Yangqian’s eyes flashed, and then he suddenly smiled slightly. “Say, if we do something to you, do you think Demon God Lin would come out to save you?”

Xiao Qinghe’s countenance changed. “What do you mean by that?”

“Fellow cultivator, excuse me!” As Gong Yangqian yelled, he straightened his thin body and stepped across the void, aiming his palm at Xiao Qinghe.

Boom!

That palm was akin to a sacred mountain crashing down from the sky. Purple light flared up around the palm, crushing the surrounding space with mighty power. 

Xiao Qinghe swung his spear and met the palm head-on. Following a deafening boom, Gong Yangqian’s blow was easily deflected. 

“You? Do you think you are worthy to battle me?” Xiao Qinghe snorted disdainfully. 

Indeed, a half-step king could not pose a threat to him. 

“Then what about us?”

Four figures rushed forward one after another, all of them which were half-step kings.

At the same time, other Spirit Treasure Holy Land cultivators brought out their treasures and weapons and moved into a battle stance. 

“Do you want to all fight me at the same time? Are all the supreme figures in your Spirit Treasure Holy Land dead?” Xiao Qinghe mocked. 

“Fellow cultivator, watch what you say!”

Gong Yangqian’s slender body erupted with mighty power as he charged forward like a bolt of violent lightning. 

At the same time, several other half-step kings also attacked from different directions.

Dong!

A middle-aged woman took out an animal-skin drum and tapped it lightly. Even so, the drumbeat shook the earth like the battle cry of gods and demons. 

Hua!

A short and fat man swung a glittering silver chain, smashing the sky and the earth. 

“Slash!”

An old man in a gray robe charged at Xiao Qinghe with an ancient blue sword.

……

All of a sudden, Xiao Qinghe was surrounded by enemies from all directions and attacks were coming at him everywhere.

It was clear that the half-step kings of the Spirit Treasure Holy Land did not dare to underestimate someone like him. Otherwise, they wouldn’t join forces and attack together. 

Xiao Qinghe’s face darkened and rage pounded in him like a drumbeat. They are clearly taking advantage of the fact that I am fighting alone!

However, before he could counterattack, a figure appeared in front of him out of thin air.

It was Lin Xun!

He had witnessed everything from afar so he couldn’t help but feel a gush of uncontrollable murderous intent rushing up his heart.

Boom!

The attacks from all directions had enveloped them.

Whips, palm strikes, drum beats, sword qi...all were terrifyingly powerful. They were the devastating killing moves of several half-step kings. 

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The sky dimmed and whimpered while the wind and clouds raged. 

The tremendous mass of clouds dissipated in an instant!

Lin Xun swiftly launched thousands of azure palms in an instant. Each palm was imprinted with powerful dao light, glowing brightly in the air like a real tangible object. 

Following a series of deafening explosions, all attacks were dissolved!

However, Gong Yangqian and the others were not shocked but instead happy to see that. 

“Hahaha, Demon God Lin, you finally showed up!” Gong Yangqian threw his head back and laughed. 

The other Spirit Treasure Holy Land disciples also laughed coldly, as if they had known this would happen.

“Are you an idiot? You know that they just want to force you to show up! Why did you still come then? Do you think they would dare to kill me?” Xiao Qinghe grumbled as he stared angrily at Lin Xun. 

He had been pretending to converse civilly with the other party to warn Lin Xun that the situation had changed and to tell him to leave quickly.

But he never thought that Lin Xun would jump out so stupidly!

“Idiot?”

The corners of Lin Xun’s lips twitched. “As a friend, it’s better to be an idiot than a heartless one, what do you think?”

“Friend?” Xiao Qinghe was taken aback, feeling touched for a rare moment.  

“Demon God Lin, you killed my nephew Gong Yangyu in Return Dominion back then, do you remember?!”

Gong Yangqian’s eyes glowed a menacing and chilling light in the distance. “I’ve been waiting for today for a long time! You finally came!”

 

“You are Demon God Lin? You have guts! Back when you were in the Return Dominion, you made our Spirit Treasure Holy Land lose face. How dare you set foot into our territory now?! Do you have a death wish?!”

The other experts’ expressions also turned ice-cold. 

“Stop talking nonsense. I dared to kill Gong Yangyu back then, so what makes you think I won’t slaughter you all today?!” Lin Xun launched into action as he spoke. 

His murderous intent had already been triggered so he did not want to waste any time.

Bang!

As he took a step forward, a snow-white Hornless Ice Dragon flew into the air and his bearing drastically changed. It was as though he had turned into a true demon god.  

Gong Yangqian narrowed his eyes, mobilized all his powers and made a slash with a blade. “Let’s attack together. Kill that bastard!”

However, before he finished speaking, Lin Xun was already speeding towards him and throwing a punch forward. It was as though he teleported.

With a clang, Gong Yangqian’s blade whimpered and escaped his grip.  

At the same time, the blazing fist slammed into Gong Yangqian’s chest.

Crack!

His chest sank in and his lungs ruptured. His thin body curled forward like a boiled prawn and flew across the air. 

He bled from all seven orifices as he screamed at the top of his voice. He was so badly wounded that he was on his last breath!

From beginning to end, only a blink of an eye passed. 

Everyone went silent. 

One punch!

Even a half-step king like Gong Yangqian failed to withstand the punch!

It was also then that they realized that the young man facing them was a demon god-like character whose name resounded throughout the East Victory World. 

Xiao Qinghe’s lips twitched imperceptibly. When it comes to ruthlessness and heaven-defying power, no one can beat Lin Xun. 

Amidst the commotion, all Spirit Treasure Holy Land disciples’ expressions dramatically changed.

Meanwhile, Lin Xun continued to attack without reservation.

After all, they were in the territory of the Spirit Treasure Holy Land, and they were only a thousand miles away from Three Clear Mountains where the core of the sect was located. He could not let the battle drag on and needed to end it as soon as possible. 

Boom!

Lin Xun’s figure blurred like an illusion as he charged towards the short and fat man with lightning speed.  

But midway, a deafening drumbeat echoed like a tangible substance. 

Lin Xun roared and the shadow of a Pulao Beast mysteriously took shape in the air. With a boom, the drumbeat was effortlessly dispelled.

Even so, the power of the Pulao Roar remained undiminished. The middle-aged woman wielding the animal skin drum screamed in agony as if her spirit was under unimaginable pain. 

Meanwhile, Lin Xun was inches away from the short and fat man. The blindingly bright Bi’an Stamp struck down from above.