As soon as the na "Lin Tian" was spoken, a fla mark slowly erged on his forehead, and a sky-high aura burst from his body, enveloping the surroundings.
Those close by felt as if thunder was rolling above their heads, an overwhelming heavenly power, irresistible.
"Miss, you all step back!" Lin Tian's voice rumbled, though he didn't need to say it, as those around instinctively distanced themselves upon feeling that aura.
Master Tang was the first to bear the brunt, as Lin Tian's aura was entirely locked onto her. Activated by this aura, the Purple Lightning Sword beside her shook violently, as if sensing danger, attempting to protect its master.
"Ziqing, Muling, all of you step back!" Master Tang spoke in an almost commanding tone. Tang Ziqing and Tang Muling exchanged a glance, then silently retreated far.
In an instant, the area within several hundred ters beca empty, leaving only Lin Tian and Master Tang. Master Tang closed her eyes slightly, and when she opened them again, a sharp aura flashed in her gaze, as if a small sword was swimming within her eyes.
With a buzzing sound, the Purple Lightning Sword trembled violently, flew above her head, and emitted a clear humming, like the sound of a rally being called. The Green Frost Sword in Tang Muling's hand also trembled, flying out to float beside the Purple Lightning at Master Tang's head.
The Green Frost Sword's flight was just the beginning. Suddenly, everyone's swords began to tremble, and then uncontrollably unsheathed themselves, flying to hover over Master Tang's head.
Xiao Manxue's Hua Ying Sword also started to tremble incessantly, seemingly wanting to fly out. She pressed her hand on the sword's hilt and gently stroked the sheath, emitting a faint blue light from her hand, calming the Hua Ying Sword down, preventing it from flying out like the other swords.
anwhile, in a nearby grove, four female guards felt their longswords tremble, then fly out automatically. Shocked, they ran after the swords and witnessed a stunning scene.
The four longswords joined the swords above Master Tang's head, then, with a heavy buzzing sound, nurous shadows flew out from a distant building, swiftly converging.
Everyone could see clearly that countless longswords flew out from the Sword Pavilion, arriving above Master Tang's head in the blink of an eye. At this mont, an incalculable number of longswords were suspended there, forming a sword array, with the array's center being the Purple Lightning and Green Frost.
A sharp, imposing aura surged from Master Tang, resonating with the sword array above. At this mont, she was like a heavenly sword, seemingly able to pierce the sky, her terrifying aura confronting Lin Tian's majestic imposingness.
"All Swords Return to the Sect! The Pavilion Master plans to use All Swords Return to the Sect... No... No..." Xiao Manxue's face changed drastically, shouting out the words 'All Swords Return to the Sect,' preparing to rush towards Lin Tian.
Ling Zishan reacted the fastest, grabbing her hand, shaking her head solemnly, "Don't go, Lin Tian and Master Tang's auras are already in conflict, spiritual senses clashing. Whoever rushes in will provoke a change, bringing the battle sooner."
"But if we don't stop it, once Master accumulates power to the peak, Lin Tian will be in danger. Five years ago, the Pavilion Master comprehended this Ancient Martial skill from the Kunlun Travel Painting, All Swords Return to the Sect, which is over ten tis stronger than Sword Qi Cross. Lin Tian can't block that barehanded!" Xiao Manxuan spoke anxiously.
Ling Zishan, however, remained calm, smiling instead, "Who said Lin Tian is barehanded? I think he'll use it; I witnessed its ergence, yet haven't seen its power."
"What ergence? What power? Pavilion Master Ling, what are you talking about?" Xiao Manxuan looked puzzled, not knowing what Ling Zishan ant, while Wang Wanxi and Xiao Manxue's eyes flickered, as if sothing occurred to them.
"Hahaha... It's really All Swords Return to the Sect, they really think highly of this lad. However, dying under All Swords Return to the Sect fulfills his wish, to have the Ancient Martial World rember his na, though it's just a dead man's na. How long will the Ancient Martial World rember it? Lin Tian is, after all, just another of Master Tang's many failed opponents," Situ Ming's eyes glowed as if he already saw Lin Tian being sliced to pieces by countless swords. Although he couldn't personally retaliate, he still felt satisfied.
"Luofei, your friend here is always overestimating himself, I think he's co to the end. I hope he won't offend the Ghost ssenger in the Underworld, otherwise, if thrown into the Beast Path and reborn as a cat or dog, it would be tragic." Li Wenfeng spoke softly, his tone seemingly sympathetic.
Yuwen Luofei frowned and did not respond, but there was regret and pity in her gaze.
"Admit defeat, I can spare your life, but I'll abolish your martial arts, and you can live as an ordinary person." Master Tang spoke, her tone still condescending.
Her only response was a cold smile, as Lin Tian slowly took off the tal bracelet from his wrist and slapped it onto the ground with a snap.
Lin Tian slowly lifted his hand, and between his palm and the ground appeared a purple shadow. As he raised his hand, the shadow gradually elongated into the shape of a sword.
When Lin Tian's hand was nearly level with his waist, the purple shadow revealed its full form: a purple sword with natural patterns, a nacing, exaggerated guard, all proclaiming its extraordinariness.
"What...what is that?" A middle-aged man from the Yuwen Family looked stunned.
"Sister, Lin Tian...he conjured a sword from thin air!" Xiao Manxuan exclaid excitedly, her face full of wonder, montarily forgetting the danger in the field.
Though she shouted loudly, it was as if everyone else was deaf, showing no reaction to her words as they all stared intently at the sword in Lin Tian's hand.
Almost everyone involuntarily recalled a scene of a rainy night in their minds: the ergence of the Divine Sword, sword qi piercing the Bull Dipper, its brilliance shining upon the world.
"So it's with you," Master Tang realized, speaking softly.
"It's him, he's the one who stole the Divine Sword, soone like him doesn't deserve to own the Divine Sword," Situ Ming shouted loudly.
Lin Tian raised an eyebrow slightly, his gaze sweeping over Situ Ming's face. At this mont, Lin Tian's imposingness was not sothing soone like Situ Ming could bear. Frightened, Situ Ming took three steps back, his face pale.
"Trash!" The two words Lin Tian spoke caused Situ Ming's face to flush red with anger.
"Heavenly Tribulation Sword, this is your first battle since your ergence, it's ti to prove yourself." Lin Tian spoke to the sword, the Heavenly Tribulation Sword shuddered, issuing a sound like a dragon's roar and a phoenix's cry.
"Master, co, ignite your fla, this King has long hungered!" The Sword Spirit suddenly uttered sothing out of place, nearly causing Lin Tian's arduously accumulated aura to dissipate.
Damn you, Lin Tian cursed inwardly, lifting the Heavenly Tribulation Sword in his hand. The fla mark on his forehead suddenly emitted a purple light. At the sa ti, a purple fla spread rapidly from the sword's hilt along the blade to the tip, instantly transforming the Heavenly Tribulation Sword into a Fla Giant Sword!
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