CHAPTER 315: CHAPTER 310: STILL ONE SWORD

Outside the Scripture Pavilion of the West Emperor Palace, a spacious hall, many cultivators were gathered at this time.

Among the cultivators, two figures were knocked to the ground, blood seeping from the corners of their mouths, their bodies injured. There was Sword Intent at the wound, indicating that the injuries were not light.

These two were Luo Qingyan and Meng Hong.

Standing opposite them were several people, their aura sharp, precisely sword cultivators from West Flame Island.

At this time, from various positions in the West Emperor Palace, people were still rushing over, whispering when they saw what was happening here.

Some time has passed since the Demon Slaying Summit, but the conflict between West Flame Island and Li Fan during the summit remains fresh in everyone’s memory. Li Fan had embarrassed West Flame Island back then.

Afterward, Li Fan secluded himself and West Flame Island couldn’t find an excuse to trouble him, so they targeted the people around him?

This conflict seems to be the extension of that day’s resentment.

"I always thought the sword cultivators of West Flame Island were extraordinary, but now, seeing their narrow-mindedness firsthand, it’s truly disappointing," Luo Qingyan said, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth.

"Buzz..."

A flash of cold light arrived in an instant, a flying sword suspended before her brow, its sharp sound ringing, as if only a thought was needed from the opponent, and she would spill blood here, killed on the spot.

"Trying to scare me?" Luo Qingyan was fearless, her eyes fierce, "I know West Flame Island holds power in the West Sea, killing me would be easy, but today, if you have the guts, kill me publicly and see if it can enhance West Flame Island’s reputation?"

"Your words are insolent and deserve punishment. You keep provoking me, do you truly believe I won’t dare kill you?" the sword cultivator sneered coldly, his sword swallowing cold light, murderous intent intense.

"If not for being in the West Emperor Palace, you’d already be dead," said another sword cultivator nearby.

"What’s happening?" At this moment, a voice came, a group of figures approaching through the air.

"Elder Nan is here." Everyone looked toward the arriving group; it was Nan Chen, the Law Enforcement Elder of the West Emperor Palace.

"Elder Nan." The sword cultivators of West Flame Island slightly cupped their hands toward Nan Chen and said, "These two insulted West Flame Island, thus we taught them a lesson, sorry for disturbing you."

"You boast of your Sword Dao, arrogant and disdainful. The events of the Demon Slaying Summit remain vivid for everyone. How can there be any insult when you didn’t win that day? Truly shameless," Luo Qingyan continued, "If I were a cultivator from West Flame Island, I’d stay behind closed doors to avoid embarrassment, let alone have the audacity to discuss other Sword Dao forces."

The incident started when they were browsing cultivation techniques in the Scripture Pavilion, and the sword cultivators of West Flame Island were arrogantly debating the world’s Sword Dao. If they were merely boasting, Luo Qingyan wouldn’t have bothered.

However, when the sword cultivators of West Flame Island were discussing the current world’s Sword Dao, they happened to talk about the Li Mountain Sword.

During their conversation, they were quite impolite, saying the Li Mountain Sword Dao was declining, while they, the sword cultivators of West Flame Island, had entered the world to shine.

Luo Qingyan, unable to bear it, intervened and directly offended the sword cultivators of West Flame Island, leading to the current conflict.

Meng Hong tried to pull Luo Qingyan but couldn’t, so he had to join her. Sun Zhao, seeing that the situation was unfavorable, went back to inform Li Fan, knowing that Luo Qingyan and Meng Hong would inevitably suffer against the cultivators from West Flame Island.

Nan Chen understood the situation from those around him and then said, "West Flame Island is the Sword Dao Sacred Land of the West Sea, how can one tolerate such insolence? Giving them a lesson is only right."

After saying this, he looked at Luo Qingyan and Meng Hong, "You two should thank them for being lenient, otherwise, how could you still have the chance to stand here?"

"Another shameless individual," Luo Qingyan laughed with a hint of sarcasm, knowing that Nan Chen was still dwelling on the death of his son, Nan Zhengchuan, naturally seizing the opportunity to kick them when they’re down.

"Unappreciative wretches," Nan Chen said coldly, "Go back, and in the future, stop talking recklessly, not knowing the immensity of heaven and earth."

"Who doesn’t know the immensity of heaven and earth?"

At this moment, a voice came, a sword’s whistle appeared in the sky, flying swords shuttling in the air. Everyone looked toward the direction and saw the white-robed youth stepping on a sword, arriving in the area. It was Li Fan.

He scanned the crowd, looked down, and saw the two injured individuals. His face turned extremely unpleasant as Sun Zhao had already informed him of the events along the way.

Luo Qingyan intervened because the opponent mentioned Li Mountain, naturally because she knew of Li Fan’s identity as a disciple of Li Mountain.

The flying sword landed in front of the two, Li Fan glanced at their injuries, wounded by the sword, showing the ruthlessness of the opponents.

Li Fan raised his eyes, his gaze sharp like a sword, and said, "I heard of the Sword Cultivators from West Flame Island before. Their reputation seemed decent before the Demon Slaying Summit. But after the events of the summit, they appeared to be nothing special. And now that I look again, they are merely a group of vain glory seekers, unaware of their shame."

"Although you performed well at the Demon Slaying Summit, if you dare to speak again to humiliate West Flame Island..." the Sword Cultivator from West Flame Island glared at Li Fan, with unrestrained threat in his words.

This young man, despite his extraordinary talent, is merely a Ning Dan Sword Cultivator, yet he dares to insult West Flame Island?

"You both take some rest." Li Fan said to Luo Qingyan and Meng Hong, "I’ll settle this score for you."

"You take care of them." Li Fan turned to Sun Zhao and said, then he soared into the sky, looking down at the Sword Cultivators from West Flame Island, he said, "West Flame Island entered the world to cultivate, boasting their remarkable Sword Dao, yet their actions are despicable and shameless. If you want to discuss swords, then speak with swords, don’t let people of the West Sea see that the swords of West Flame Island Sword Cultivators only bully the weak."

"I have entered the Ning Dan Realm not long ago. Today, I will battle the West Flame Island Sword Cultivators at the Ning Dan Realm, regardless of life or death," Li Fan looked at the Sword Cultivators from West Flame Island and said, "Since you boast of your Sword Dao, then pick up your swords."

The crowd heard this and fell silent for a moment; Li Fan, at the Initial Stage of Condensed Core, challenged any Sword Cultivator from West Flame Island, regardless of life or death—what formidable confidence.

Should someone at the Late-stage of Condensation appear, they would be two stages higher, and still, a Sword Cultivator from West Flame Island.

From the distance, people continued to approach, including Sword Cultivators from West Flame Island, only a few of them were involved in the earlier conflict.

"Who hurt the two of them, come out and don’t disgrace West Flame Island," Li Fan shouted, staring at the Sword Cultivators below.

The crowd heard and looked at one among them; in such a situation, not daring to come forward indeed disgraces West Flame Island.

West Flame Island Sword Cultivators only dared to act against Luo Qingyan and Meng Hong, but did not dare when Li Fan came?

Xiao Jin stared intensely at Li Fan, dressed in a blue long robe, sword strapped to his back, his gaze sharp. His cultivation at the Mid Stage of Condensed Core exceeded that of the junior brother whom Li Fan defeated on that day, but Li Fan’s total victory at the Demon Slaying Summit left him unsure he could defeat Li Fan.

But with Li Fan’s aggressive posture inviting battle, how could he avoid it?

"Buzz..."

Sword Aura soared into the sky, a brilliant golden sword light lit up between heaven and earth, extremely sharp, golden clouds appeared in the sky as if swords were flowing, intending to form a Sword Domain, covering this sky.

"Boom."

The sword roared to the heavens, the flying sword shot out, Li Fan struck with anger.

Xiao Jin waved his hand, instantly golden sharp swords formed a line before him, turning into a Sword Wall encircling him, the exploding sound echoed out as the flying sword smashed onto the Sword Wall with terrifying power.

Xiao Jin shouted, a giant golden sword appeared behind him, golden sharp swords danced around him, like numerous streams of golden Rune Light shining brightly.

Li Fan’s will moved, immediately this piece of heaven and earth was shrouded by Sword Intent, countless flying swords flowed, swords on Sword Cultivators below ringing.

A stripe of sword light flashed from Li Fan’s brow, flying into the sky, immediately infinite Sword Intent surrounded that sword, countless flying swords seemed to merge, Sword Intent grew stronger, sharper.

"Sword Seed?"

The crowd looked up at the sword, their hearts trembled, vast Sword Intent merging with the sword, moreover, it was a golden sword, seemed intentionally crafted.

The formed giant golden sword is like the Sword of the Great Tao, engraved with runes, countless golden sword beams shuttled, the sword power grew increasingly strong, in resonance with the Sword Intent of heaven and earth.

A glow connected to the sword from Li Fan’s brow, his will moved, the crowd saw the giant golden sword cutting through void, explosively killing downward at terrifying speed, creating a massive golden sword shadow in the sky.

A thought flashed through everyone’s mind: spectacular.

The feeling this sword gave them was, spectacular, overpowering.

Xiao Jin was still releasing Sword Intent, but the giant golden sword ignored spatial distance, instantaneously reached him, smashed onto his Sword Wall, the terrifying giant golden sword crushed the Sword Wall, the surrounding golden sharp swords all shattered.

"Bang..." Xiao Jin’s body was sent flying instantly, a Magical Treasure emerged within him, blocking in front, as the giant sword fell, both the treasure and Xiao Jin were smashed to the ground.

A single sword, difficult to withstand.