Told You I Can Turn Back Time
Chapter 406 - 331 Disgrace

Chapter 406: Chapter 331 Disgrace

Emei Mountain.

Bai Mei’s limbs were each pierced by four beams of Sword Intent, his body hanging from the cliffside like a piece of spoils of war.

A man who resembled him but younger and more powerful stood in front of Bai Mei, holding his head in one hand.

The man seemed to be appraising something and commented, "Hmm... you indeed haven’t wasted much time in the last decade, diligently cultivating your skills."

"So I’ll take those ten years of cultivation..."

Bang!

A loud explosion burst open behind the man as a surge of Gang Qi shot towards his back, only to be intercepted by dozens of invisible sword lights from all directions.

Turning to look at the swordswoman still trying to attack him, the man said indifferently, "Woman, I didn’t kill you only because you are someone else’s prey."

"But now it seems that has given you some misconceptions, some illusions that you could contend with me."

Swordswoman widened her smile as her flesh was continuously torn apart by the surging Sword Intent: "You are indeed strong, much stronger than the Third Successors of the major sects."

"But the pressure you bring is still far less than Lin Xing."

"If I can’t even defeat you, how could I overcome Lin Xing in the future? How can I use the strongest force to suppress my archenemy?"

As the man frowned slightly at her words, enveloped by the Sword Intent, he deemed them nonsensical.

His tone grew colder: "You have no idea. Even the sects you belong to are nothing but something we have deliberately spread."

"You are pigs, a herd we have been rearing, harvesting, and slaughtering!"

"And you pigs should be aware of your role as food, not indulge in unrealistic fantasies."

As the man spoke, distinct forms of Sword Intent rose from behind him — some were peerlessly sharp, some filled with a deathly stillness, others like the blazing sun, some changing unpredictably...

The swordswoman, sensing the vastly different Sword Intents, understood they must have been stolen from others.

She thought to herself: "Bai Mei once mentioned that after reaching the Third Successor level, Emei’s ’Heaven and Earth Seizing Method’ combined with the Third Successor’s elevation could steal and even enhance someone else’s Sword Intent."

"But how many Sword Intents does this man possess? Two hundred? Three hundred? Five hundred? Where did he get so many?"

The man, unleashing the Sword Intents, continued: "Be it skills, elevation, combat experience, or spiritual insight, we have nearly trained to the limit."

"Not to mention the pain we have endured, our control over malice and ingenuity, has long surpassed your imagination."

"What makes you think you pigs can compete with us?"

Swordswoman exclaimed excitedly: "I don’t understand what you’re talking about. Use your sword to show me, and let me truly feel your so-called power."

But the man arrogantly replied: "Defeating you is too easy."

"So I’ve decided to make it more challenging."

He pointed to Bai Mei’s glabella: "I’ll use this pig to defeat you."

"I will break all your swordsmanship and then use him to completely trample and humiliate your dignity."

Swordswoman tilted her head, impatiently saying: "Bai Mei’s body has been modified and can’t exert its full strength. Don’t use such rubbish against me."

The man simply smiled lightly: "Is modifying a body difficult?"

One touch of his sword finger, and beams of light sliced off Bai Mei’s flesh.

Like a sculptor crafting a statue, the man began to sculpt and carve Bai Mei’s flesh.

"Hahaha." The man laughed wildly as Bai Mei screamed in agony: "See, now he can recover most of his cultivation, can’t he?"

...

On the Great Snow Mountain.

A heavy oppression enveloped nearly a hundred miles of space.

The clouds in the sky churned and gathered as if expressing unease.

Countless animals paralyzed by the oppressive force remained still, letting their fear induce excrement, as avalanches swallowed them whole.

And the source of these anomalies, possessing Lin Xiao’s body, Little Lin Xing, now looked at Lin Xing with satisfaction.

He took a deep breath: "That’s right, this is how it should be."

"Now I am the strongest and fiercest in the world."

"Only the current me can fucking explode the gates to the Immortal World, the artifacts of the Three Purities, and solve all problems."

He glanced at Lin Xing and continued: "Considering you are part of me, I’ll give you a chance to surrender."

"That way, once I fuse the strength of these two bodies, I can grant you a VIP seat to watch me explode the whole world."

Lin Xing, hearing these words, suddenly smiled, his smile growing into a wild laugh.

Little Lin Xing furrowed his brows and shouted: "What are you laughing at?"

Lin Xing said with a sigh: "Good."

"Really good."

"I initially thought that old dog wanted to do something..."

Lin Xing looked at Little Lin Xing and said indifferently, "If he had told me earlier, there would have been no need for you to snatch my flesh and blood, and that he had already prepared a body to pull you out, I would have cooperated with him right away."

"Crazy, do you know?"

Lin Xing’s mouth revealed a sinister smile, and the frantic killing intent already surged toward Little Lin Xing: "I’ve been thinking about how to cure my illness, how to completely annihilate you."

"But how does one extinguish their own thoughts?"

He casually tossed Yun Hezi aside, followed by Lin Xing’s body disintegrating, already transformed into a stream of blood light surrounding the Primordial Spirit.

"Now, Heaven has finally given me this opportunity."

"How could I not be happy? How could I not laugh?"

Listening to Lin Xing’s words, what Little Lin Xing did was take a step forward, and then release his fist with a thunderous blow.

"Go to hell."

Fight! That was his answer.

There could only be one Lin Xing, and the contradictions between the two could no longer be reconciled, both having reached the pinnacle of this world’s power.

When words were exhausted, and when neither would accept the other’s strength, all they could do at this moment was fight, to see who could subdue the other with absolute martial force.

The surging Gang Qi rose like a tsunami with Little Lin Xing’s punch, fiercely slapping toward Lin Xing.

At Lin Xing’s brow, the runes symbolizing Immortal World’s power flickered and vanished, as if the entire heaven and earth had become his weapon.

The fierce winds, mountains, snowflakes, soil... All of it transformed into swords in an instant, becoming an endless sea of swords crashing forward.

The Sea of Swords collided with the Sea of Qi, causing intense explosions that reverberated between heaven and earth, sending Yun Hezi, who lay on the ground like a dead dog, flying far away.

He continued to fly, to fly, until he crashed into a mountain range after traveling over ten miles with a thunderous impact.

How long had it been since he was last injured like today?

In Yun Hezi’s mind surfaced the memories of year after year of arduous cultivation and life-or-death battles.

Generation after generation of Yun Hezis tirelessly cultivated, and in the end, like rivers flowing into the sea, all their cultivation gathered in his body.

To push each cultivatable art to its limit and to obtain the ultimate power that this body could wield, each generation of Yun Hezi might spend ten years cultivating and elevating just one art, or even just one skill.

This mastery, forged through arduous refinement, enabled him to nearly maximize all aspects of his qualities.

But precisely because each generation of Yun Hezi had different cultivation focuses and experiences, it resulted in their different memories and personalities.

Thus, with the cultivation of generation after generation coming together, there were the personality conflicts of the Yun Hezis and the instabilities of their spiritual states that came with them.

Especially when using this power, the cultivation fused from various Yun Hezis, the harder he fought, the more unstable his spirit became.

And the more unstable his spiritual state, the chaotic, conflicting emotions and personalities, the more it enabled him to adapt to the operation of malevolent qi and spiritual mechanisms, freely unleashing his emotions and desires to generate even greater combat strength.

A will to madness mixed with extreme power often led to irreparable consequences, and therefore, except for moments of necessity, he rarely went all out.

But at this moment...

"A cultivation like mine, a legacy like mine, now I seem like a dead dog that’s been thrown out at will."

"Shame, an unprecedented shame."

At that moment, it felt as though thousands of Yun Hezis simultaneously experienced the shame and then erupted with a hundredfold, a thousandfold fury.

Immediately afterward... a mutation began to appear on Yun Hezi.

A shrill scream erupted from the Three Dantians.

"Three Flowers Gathering at the Top!"

Following that, it was as if three giant serpents with strange mouths sprouted directly from the Dantian, transforming into three thick arms.

"Five Qis Towards the Origin!"

The three newly formed monstrous arms, along with Yun Hezi’s original two arms, suddenly plunged into his viscera.

The next moment, his heart, liver, kidney, spleen, and lungs, the five major organs under the squeeze of the five giant palms, came to life, grew mouths, and emitted shrill screams.

Then the monstrous mouths on the organs opened wide and spewed out massive amounts of Gang Qi, relentlessly transforming Yun Hezi’s blood and qi into surging Gang Qi.

"Lin Xing!!!"

Yun Hezi, along with the monstrous mouths, let out a roar, and the next moment he surged with layers of qi waves, striking Lin Xing’s position like a meteor.

Little Lin Xing watched Yun Hezi charging toward him and let out a sly chuckle, "I just had an idea."

"Someone as invincible and powerful as me, how could I fight in such an unnoticed, unknown battlefield?"

"We should change the location."

Watching Little Lin Xing turn to retreat, Lin Xing was about to pursue when he saw Yun Hezi, who was rapidly approaching him.

"Lin Xing! Come and face my Tao True Form Fist that I’ve trained for a hundred years!"