Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 255 - 255 254 Leng Yidao

255: Chapter 254 Leng Yidao 255: Chapter 254 Leng Yidao Futu Sect, one of the oldest existences on Floating Island, stands as a symbol of the island, erected there year-round.

It seemed to have existed for tens of thousands of years, and no one knew when it had appeared.

Just like Floating Island, it was always a mystery.

However, this did not hinder people’s interest in it.

It was said to be a Creation Gate, containing countless treasures.

Each time Floating Island opened, the Sealing Power of Futu Sect also weakened to its minimum.

It was believed that by today, it would be completely open.

Then, probably all the strong individuals on Floating Island would gather there, waiting for their fortune.

But who could gain this fortune?

Apart from luck, one needed great strength!

Lin Xuan had encountered disciples from other sects along the way and had used Illusion Technique to gather this information; now, he was rapidly heading towards the Futu Sect.

From a distance, Lin Xuan saw a Stone Gate towering into the clouds, standing like a mountain on the land.

As he approached continually, a sense of endless vicissitudes hit him face-on.

Feeling the subtle aura, Lin Xuan was inwardly impressed.

“Could this Futu Sect be related to Wind Emperor?” he wondered, feeling a sense of anticipation.

“This must be a relic of a sect.” Lord of Wine said gravely, “But it has been in decline for a long time.”

“It must be tens of thousands of years already!”

The voice of Lord of Wine was somewhat low.

“Tens of thousands of years?” Lin Xuan gasped.

One must know, those who entered the Three Spirit Realms also only lived for a few hundred years; compared to ten thousand years, that was truly like an ant to an elephant!

“Could anything have been left after such a long time?” Lin Xuan suddenly felt a bit worried.

“Your Wind Emperor’s Sword is just an incomplete inheritance.

If you could obtain a complete inheritance here, it might significantly enhance your strength.”

“Complete inheritance?” Lin Xuan was somewhat tempted.

Indeed, it was possible, especially since he had come here because of that strange key.

Some more steps forward, and he could see figures flickering and various sounds of breaking the air.

Each had a strong aura, the weakest also possessing the cultivation of Spirit Sea Sixth Layer Heaven, mostly of Spirit Sea Seventh Layer Heaven.

Among them, a few even surpassed the Spirit Sea Realm!

“Half-step Soul Fusion!” Lin Xuan was slightly moved, not expecting to see Half-step Soul Fusion strong individuals here.

Initially, he had used all his trump cards just to barely kill a practitioner of Half-step Soul Fusion Realm.

Now, with his improved cultivation and having learned two new Martial Arts, he was now able to stand his ground somewhat.

However, it would still be difficult to kill, unless he entered Spirit Sea Seventh Layer or achieved Sword Intent Small Success.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Xuan ran towards the front.

Along the way, gazes occasionally swept over him; when they saw his cultivation of Spirit Sea Sixth Layer, all quickly retreated.

Lin Xuan smiled, indifferent, as this made things better, not attracting too much attention.

However, if someone indeed treated him as an ordinary Spirit Sea Sixth Layer Practitioner, he wouldn’t mind giving them an unforgettable lesson.

As time passed, more and more people arrived near Futu Sect.

With so many people here, it was inevitable there would be some friction, but so far, no one had started fighting.

Mostly because of Futu Sect, the kind of aura it exuded made people revere it from the bottom of their hearts.

Lin Xuan’s eyes flashed.

He roughly counted; about three hundred people had come here, and even more were arriving.

These people wore different sect uniforms, making them easy to recognize.

In fact, aside from remote countries like Xia Country and Ying Country, the central countries of the Tian Nan Domain had sent many disciples.

This was due to geographical reasons, and also because the strength of these places varied.

Although all were Three-star Sects, the gap among them was enormous.

Everyone quietly waited; suddenly, intense fluctuations of Spiritual Power came from a distance.

Several figures arrived near Futu Sect one after another, catching the attention of nearly half the people present.

Because they had fought their way through.

Sword energy swept across, carrying a fierce momentum as if it would break through the skies.

The aura dissipated much of the pressure brought by the Futu Sect.

“Is this Sword Intent?”

“How formidable.

Who is this person?”

“I don’t know.

Judging by his clothes, he doesn’t seem to belong to any of the great sects.

Could he be a martial artist from the border regions?”

Nearby martial artists whispered among themselves, all gazing at the young man wielding the long sword.

Lin Xuan also looked up, soon displaying a look of surprise.

“It’s actually him?”

Lin Xuan stroked his chin.

He recognized the young man; they had even briefly crossed swords before.

He was none other than Leng Yidao from the Wenxue Sect, the genius who had grasped Sword Intent.

The dazzling sword light shone like the Heavenly Blade, thunderously descending.

A killing aura pervaded, carrying the cold chill of ice, splitting the earth.

Behind him, a huge fist, like a small mountain, fiercely shot out, colliding with the sword light and exploding violently.

The sound was like a Heavenly Tribulation, causing everyone’s ears to buzz.

“Not good, retreat quickly!”

“Damn, this is terrifying!”

Many martial artists sealed their ears with soul power, hurrying backward.

Lin Xuan lightly tapped his foot, his body floating away like duckweed.

“You bastard, hand over the Spiritual Medicine right now!” the person behind yelled angrily.

“The Spiritual Medicine is mine, I won’t give it to outsiders!

If you disagree, let’s start the battle, and Leng will take it on!”

“This guy is really arrogant.

He doesn’t even care about someone at the Seventh Realm Peak of Spirit Sea!”

“Being so young and already understanding Sword Intent, he’s definitely a genius.

How could such a person admit defeat?”

“Kid, keep being arrogant.

When the strong members of the Black Wind Sect arrive, I’ll make you understand what regret means!” the black-clothed disciple snorted coldly.

“It’s actually a disciple from the Black Wind Sect?” The crowd gasped, some looking at the black-clothed martial artist with awe.

Feeling the fearful eyes of the crowd, the black-clothed youth wore a proud expression, “Offending the Black Wind Sect means you’re as good as dead!”

“It won’t be long before Elder Brother Ling Fengzi arrives, and by then, killing you will be like slaughtering a dog!”

“Let him come, and the battle will follow!” Leng Yidao’s voice was cold, like eternal ice.

“Hmph, still so arrogant when death is at your doorstep!” The martial artist from the Black Wind Sect wore a cold expression, standing aside.

Leng Yidao directly ignored him and walked forward.

Rustle—

The nearby martial artists scattered, not wanting to associate with Leng Yidao.

Leng Yidao was not afraid of the Black Wind Sect, but that didn’t mean they weren’t.

The Black Wind Sect was powerful, also one of the top existences within the Three-Star Sects, and this time its members included Ling Fengzi.

He was one of the strongest geniuses!

Seeing this, Leng Yidao’s expression was icy as he walked briskly.

“Brother Leng, over here.”

Suddenly, a hearty voice called out from the crowd.

Everyone was shocked, scarcely believing their ears.

Leng Yidao had already offended the Black Wind Sect, and now someone was openly welcoming him.

Didn’t they know what death was?

The surrounding martial artists all turned back to look, finally spotting a youth in the crowd.

Dressed in a green robe, with black hair like a waterfall, his face wore a calm smile and his eyes were as deep as the starry sky.

“What a handsome young man!” the crowd inwardly exclaimed.

“Wait, no, get away!” these martial artists reacted, jumping away like avoiding snakes and scorpions, their expressions filled with fear.