Chapter 11: The Divine Skill of Glaring Someone to Death?

A burst of rage for a fair lady's sake!

Zhang Yuanlin saw that everyone was only talking about that enchantress and paying no attention to him, feeling annoyed already!

At this moment, he saw the goddess of his heart in the same room with another man, his anger reached the sky.

The hurricane stirred up by the Profound Qi grew stronger and stronger.

The curtains of the sedan were blown, flying up.

Inside, two silhouettes appeared, it was Leng Bi Yue.

The Fairy Sect's Saintess!

Her visage was like that of a fairy descending to the mortal world, breathtakingly beautiful.

Everyone saw it and were all stunned!

But right after, they immediately came to their senses.

Because next to Leng Bi Yue, there was a man!

That man was leaning back in the sedan like a master, eating the rare and exotic fruits passed to him by Leng Bi Yue.

This scene!

Made everyone dumbfounded!

"I must be seeing things, the Fairy Sect's Saintess is feeding a man!"

"Who is this man, to receive such care from the Saintess?"

"It seems, the Saintess shows no sign of resistance, willingly serving him!"

Yang Yan looked down at Zhang Yuanlin beneath the sedan, his gaze calm.

He wasn't in a hurry, but Zhang Yuanlin was.

"You, you all!"

He stretched out his hand, pointing at Leng Bi Yue and Yang Yan.

His lips trembled, unable to utter a word.

"Ah..."

Rage, towering rage!

Profound Qi erupted from his body, condensing into Sword Qi in the air.

The Sword Qi surged mightily!

The fierce Sword Qi tore through the air.

Hovering over Zhang Yuanlin's head, he held his breath in concentration.

"Lady Leng, step aside, I want to fight him!"

Although Zhang Yuanlin was furious, he was still a respectful gentleman.

Knowing to cherish a beauty, unwilling to hurt Leng Bi Yue.

Leng Bi Yue gave him a sidelong glance, then respectfully looked towards Yang Yan.

"Master, please let me take action, to discipline this disrespectful person!"

Zhang Yuanlin's words were met with the cold murderous intent of Leng Bi Yue.

In her eyes, Zhang Yuanlin was a stranger, one might even say she did not know him.

But Yang Yan was different!

Yang Yan was her master!

The one who controlled her life!

The weight of the two was clear, no need to think.

"Lady Leng, what did you say?" Zhang Yuanlin was stunned.

He didn't expect that Leng Bi Yue's first words would be to discipline him.

Moreover, she called the man beside her, master!

To discipline him for her master!

The Fairy Sect's Saintess became a servant to a man!

The people around who were watching were also so shocked they couldn't speak.

"Master, let me kill him!

A small character like him doesn't warrant the Saintess taking action," said Wudao Tian, the bearer of the sedan.

He had the Cultivation of the Four Extremes Secret Realm, dealing with Zhang Yuanlin, a newly Entered Tao Palace Cultivator, was no problem.

Even if he called himself a Little Genius, he was confident.

The sword behind Zhang Yuanlin was also drawn from the sheath at this moment.

"You guys, well done!

Not only do you humiliate me in person, but you also dare to underestimate me!

I will let you see the power of the Yunxiao Thirty-Three Swords of my Yunxiao Sect!"

With a swing of his sword, the circling Sword Qi displayed its fierce blade.

"Sword Qi soaring, slash!"

The sword in his hand chopped down, the Sword Qi slashing toward Yang Yan.

The intent to kill was directed solely at Yang Yan!

In his eyes, the reason Leng Bi Yue treated him in such a way, all because Yang Yan forced her.

"If it wasn't for him, how could Leng Bi Yue, such a pure and flawless Saintess.

Become a servant, willing to serve a man!"

Zhang Yuanlin's gaze was icy.

A hundred strands of Sword Qi, under the control of Zhang Yuanlin, charged straight at Yang Yan.

The chilly Sword Qi emanated an extreme killing intent.

"Master!" The Heaven Flipping Seal appeared in Leng Bi Yue's hand.

She immediately wanted to take action to stop Zhang Yuanlin's Sword Qi and protect Yang Yan.

In her eyes, Yang Yan's importance surpassed everything else.

However, before she could make a move, Zhang Yuanlin's Sword Qi aimed at Yang Yan halted in mid-air.

Snap snap snap!

Sounds like glass shattering came, it was the Sword Qi!

The Sword Qi halted in the air, each one shattered, broken, and dissipated.

Zhang Yuanlin's mouth bled, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"How could my Sword Qi..."

Without touching the opponent, it disintegrated on its own.

This was the first time something like this happened!

Leng Bi Yue was astounded.

"Why?" She did not understand just as much.

Wudao Tian's sword thrust at Yang Yan broke itself.

Now, the Sword Qi unleashed by Zhang Yuanlin shattered on its own in front of Yang Yan.

Only Yang Yan knew the true answer.

"A cultivator who only cultivates Sword Qi, sword moves, but not the Sword Realm!" A smile appeared at the corner of Yang Yan's mouth.

Sword Force, Sword Intent, Sword Dao!

These are the three realms of the sword!

Within the realm of Sword Force, there are three minor realms.

Having a sword, Human Sword Unity, Swordless!

Within these three Sword Realms, Yang Yan had already touched upon the realm of Human Sword Unity!

Coupled with his possession of the Supreme Innate Sword Bone!

Therefore, within the realm of Human Sword Unity, including those below it, all are supreme.

Any cultivator using a sword, within this Sword Realm, no matter their level of cultivation, cannot injure him with a sword.

As for those below the realm of Human Sword Unity, who do not cultivate the Sword Realm, and only cultivate sword techniques, Sword Qi, and sword moves like Zhang Yuanlin, naturally have even less right to harm him!

Sword Qi upon meeting him is like encountering the Supreme, will only choke itself, not daring to offend!

Zhang Yuanlin clenched the sword in his hand tightly.

"What kind of trick did you use?" he asked.

Yang Yan looked at him indifferently.

"Do I need to resort to tricks against you?"

Zhang Yuanlin's face turned awkward.

"You're not just underestimating me, you're also humiliating me.

I refuse to believe that you can withstand this sword strike!"

He gripped the sword, and Profound Qi burst forth, forming a sword shape.

Man and sword, merged into one!

"It's the realm of Human Sword Unity!"

"He has actually stepped into such a realm!"

"Zhang Yuanlin really deserves to be called a Little Genius, no wonder he is so arrogant!"

The surrounding crowd was astonished.

In Human Sword Unity, Zhang Yuanlin and the sword in his hand, carrying fierce Sword Qi, thrust toward Yang Yan.

"Die!" Zhang Yuanlin screamed.

Crack crack crack!

The sound of shattering reached his ears.

"What!!!"

Zhang Yuanlin saw the sword in his own hand, the tip shattered.

Following the tip's shattering, the rest began to break successively.

Until his Sword Qi, the longsword in his hand, and he himself!

"No…"

Zhang Yuanlin screamed, suddenly releasing the longsword from his hand!

Bang!

His body fell down, covered in cracks.

His entire body, nearly shattered!

Blood flowed from the cracks, staining the ground red.

His eyes looked towards Yang Yan inside the palanquin, and what he saw in his eyes was no longer Yang Yan.

But a Supreme Sword!

"He…" Zhang Yuanlin spat out a word, then fell silent.

Silence!

The onlookers all fell quiet.

"The self-proclaimed Little Genius, who had cultivated the realm of Human Sword Unity, Zhang Yuanlin, is dead?" They were all stunned.

Zhang Yuanlin's cultivation was at the Taoist Palace Realm, and he even bore the Yunxiao Thirty-Three Swords.

He had also conceived the Sword Realm of Human Sword Unity!

Yet after using all his trump cards to kill a man,

That man did not even move, just sitting there, quietly watching!

And then Zhang Yuanlin just cracked apart?

"What kind of Divine Skill has this person cultivated?"

"Could it be Shadowless and Formless, the legendary Divine Skill that kills with a glance?"

"But he didn't even glance at anyone!"

Yang Yan's eyes shifted, and with a flick of his finger towards Zhang Yuanlin, a golden Profound Qi burst forth.

Boom!

Zhang Yuanlin's body was blasted apart by him in a single breath.

The dispersed force was completely absorbed by him.

"Proceed to the city center!" he said.

"Yes, Master."

Wudao Tian continued to carry Yang Yan forward, as if nothing had just happened.

"He directly killed Zhang Yuanlin, moreover, leaving no intact corpse; this means complete enmity with the Yunxiao Sect!"

"He's really bold, who exactly is he?"

"Did you notice that the Profound Qi he emitted was golden-colored, it could be someone from an Ancient Family or a Hidden Family!"

After Yang Yan and his party left, the people remaining at the location continued to guess his identity.

At the center of Cloud City, atop the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.

On the eighth table, a figure holding a folding fan, clothed in white, suddenly paled as if losing some blood color.

He was the Saint Heir of Xuantian Sect, Yuan Shaotian, Zhang Yuanlin's older cousin.

Beside him, a young person looked over.

"Shaotian, what's the matter?"

Yuan Shaotian's face was solemn.

"My cousin has been killed!" he said.

Immediately, the figures inside the Drunken Immortal Pavilion turned their heads in his direction.

Those present were either Saint Heirs, Saintesses, or little geniuses from a Sect.

On the ground floor of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.

"Master, that is the famous Drunken Immortal Pavilion in Cloud City, would you like to sit there for a while?" Leng Bi Yue pointed at a tall tower not far away and asked.

"Let's go."