Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 245 - 245 244 The Pursuit

245: Chapter 244: The Pursuit 245: Chapter 244: The Pursuit Lin Xuan speculated that the worn-out map probably documented a treasure, and the red dots were likely burial locations of the treasure.

However, there were too many red dots; each had to be verified one by one.

“The nearest one is two hundred li away from Green Water Valley; let’s go check there first,” Lin Xuan said as he folded the map and vanished into the night.

Shortly after Lin Xuan left, two figures swiftly dashed towards the valley.

Swoosh, swoosh!

Silent like specters, the two approached the territory of the Purple Extreme Demon Palace and quickly sent a message.

“Reporting to the Fifth Elder, the lad has indeed left.”

“Huh, if he has left, that makes things easier,” the Fifth Elder sneered, his gaze filled with malevolence.

“Such a talent must not be allowed to grow; otherwise, he will become unmanageable for Xia Country in the future.”

“Both of you, follow Zi Xin.

You must kill this youngster!”

“This small matter doesn’t require Brother Zi Xin; the two of us brothers are enough.”

The Fifth Elder’s voice grew stern.

“I’ll feel more assured with Zi Xin taking action.”

Meanwhile, Zi Ye revealed a cruel smile.

“Lin Xuan, what does it matter if you won first place?

You will still end up dead!”

Only the one who laughs last is the true winner!

Amidst the night, a blurry figure appeared.

This was a sinister young man with an aura even more powerful than Zi Ye’s.

After giving a few instructions, the sinister young man quietly left with two individuals dressed in purple.

“Did you leave a mark?” the three asked as they exited the valley.

He was Zi Xin, as referred to by the Fifth Elder.

“Don’t worry, sir, we left Purple Extreme Energy around the area.

If even a little bit adheres to him, we will be able to track him down.”

Purple Extreme Energy, a colorless and odorless gas, detectable only through a secret technique by people from the Purple Extreme Demon Palace.

Once this gas attaches to someone, within a thousand li, there is nowhere to escape.

“Let him run for a while.

Once he completely leaves the region around Green Water Valley, we will make our move,” Zi Xin commanded gravely.

Swoosh!

Three figures dashed toward the distance.

Among the mountains, Lin Xuan hurried along; two hundred li were not far for him.

Eventually, he arrived at the first red mark.

After exploring a bit, however, he discovered nothing.

He pulled out the map, confirmed his next destination, and swiftly departed.

Long after, three figures appeared in front of a cave—it was Zi Xin and his companions.

“It seems he’s searching for something?” one figure commented.

“Follow him; strike at dawn,” Zi Xin said indifferently.

After a night of rushing, dawn broke as Lin Xuan reached the second red mark.

It was a mountain stream surrounded by rich spiritual energy.

Lin Xuan was about to explore when suddenly, he felt wary.

Patterns resembling thunderbolts appeared on his body, propelling him out like a cannonball.

Hiss, hiss!

The moment he left, two figures materialized on the spot, their daggers stabbing at the void.

The flickering cold light bore a purple-black color, evidently coated in deadly poison.

Lin Xuan’s expression darkened; the two who attacked were exceptionally well-hidden, and his Soul Power had failed to detect them.

If not for the slight killing aura they emitted at the moment of attack which alerted him, he would have been seriously injured by now!

“Hey, not bad reacting to that,” a faint voice sounded from the void before a figure materialized.

Dressed in purple clothes with purple eyes, he bore the attire of the Purple Extreme Demon Palace.

“You’re quite persistent!” Lin Xuan’s voice was icy cold.

“To be honest, you have great talent, which is why we can’t allow you to continue growing,” Zi Xin spoke slowly.

“If you surrender without resistance, I might consider leaving your body entire.”

“Otherwise, prepare to plunge into hell!”

Lin Xuan stared at the speaking youth, a hint of disdain curling his lips.

“Indeed, this is the way of the Demon Sect.

However, stopping me isn’t something you can achieve with just a few words!”

Lin Xuan wasn’t being arrogant.

Even Zi Ye, acclaimed as the top of the younger generation, had lost to him, and there were hardly any in the new generation of the Purple Extreme Demon Palace who could match him.

Unless an elder intervened, he wouldn’t be intimidated.

“What do you think you are, boy?

Our Lord Zi Xin was renowned across the world before you were even born!”

“This year’s tournament champion…” A trace of mockery appeared in Zi Xin’s eyes, “You two, go play with him.”

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

Two individuals clad in purple darted forward like specters.

Their daggers gleamed with a purple-black light, emanating a chilling aura.

Their coordination was impeccable, instantly positioning themselves at Lin Xuan’s flanks, aiming directly for his vital points!

Not far away, Zi Xin sat on a large rock, his face wearing a wicked smile, but his eyes were filled with icy killing intent.

Sensing the fierce attacks from both sides, Lin Xuan’s gaze sharpened as his aura erupted like a flood.

The stones on the ground instantly shattered into powder, then scattered in all directions driven by the surge of Spiritual Power.

On Lin Xuan’s body, Copper Thunder Patterns emerged, and the surrounding air was heavy with the Power of Wind and Thunder.

His fists roared out, akin to twin dragons, ferociously pouncing toward the purple-clothed individuals.

Cling clang!

The daggers in their hands harshly stabbed onto the Thunder Dragons, creating terrifying cracks.

However, a more ferocious force burst forth from inside the Thunder Dragons, traveling up the daggers and entering the bodies of the two assailants.

Within them, numerous golden arcs burrowed, rumbling ominously.

Two muffled grunts emerged as the purple-clothed individuals rapidly retreated, constantly switching positions.

“What terrifying Thunder Power!”

Shock filled their eyes, clearly having underestimated the golden arcs.

However, having been followers of Zi Xin, they were not ordinary fighters.

Moments later, the two Purple-clothed Martial Artists managed to control the Thunder Power within their bodies and charged again.

“Purple Extreme Charm Kill!”

The two were siblings with a deep connection; a single glance was enough to communicate their intentions.

Together, they executed an Illusion Killing Array.

“So quick to use your ultimate move, this kid is more interesting than I thought!” Zi Xin’s smile grew even broader.

Lin Xuan lightly tapped his foot, his right leg sweeping out, the Power of Wind and Thunder surging with the force of sweeping through thousands.

Boom, boom, boom!

The Purple-clothed Martial Artists joined forces, taking the blow head-on.

The purple-black daggers, like raindrops, aimed at Lin Xuan’s right leg.

The Copper Thunder Pattern bloomed with light, acting as the sturdiest barrier, safeguarding Lin Xuan.

Swoosh!

Invisible Soul Power flowed towards Lin Xuan, and suddenly, dozens of purple-clothed figures appeared around, each looking as real as the next.

Ten people joined forces, striking at Lin Xuan from all directions.

“Illusion Technique?” Lin Xuan’s lips curled slightly, the Soul Power of a Peak Second Grade Rune Master bursting forth, fiercely colliding with these purple-clothed figures.

Puff, puff!

The illusions around disappeared, and two figures were flung out awkwardly.

Boom!

The two landed on the ground, creating terrifying deep pits.

“What robust Soul Power!”

“How is this possible?”

Fear finally appeared in their eyes, unable to believe that such Soul Power could exist in a seventeen-year-old youth.

Even Zi Xin in the distance had lost his playful smile, his gaze flickering uncertainly.

“Interesting!

You two wastes, hurry up and finish him off!”