For his beloved

"The unity of heaven and man is a state that many martial practitioners strive for throughout their lives, a realm that even powerful martial artists in the Xuanwu realm cannot easily reach without intelligence and opportunity.

Heaven and man merge together, where one can harness the power of heaven and earth, every action and movement seemingly in harmony with the grandeur of nature.

As Lin Feng's sword slashed out, a broad arc of brilliance appeared in space. Those rushing towards Lin Feng were all engulfed in this brilliance, strands of sharp sword energy spreading towards the surrounding crowd.

"A light thud!" broke the silence of space. Then, a continuous series of sounds followed. Under the shocked gaze of the crowd, those rushing towards Lin Feng gradually fell, one by one, all devoid of life.

One sword, total annihilation, not a single one spared!

The hearts of the crowd trembled wildly. Dozens of strong Purple Mansion warriors were all killed by Lin Feng's sword. This was true swordsmanship. In front of Lin Feng, Lin Haojie was indeed unworthy of wielding a sword.

The flashy golden sword rain of the Golden Rain Sword Artist seemed like a mere sideshow compared to this sword of Lin Feng's, the true sword, sharp and deadly.

The gazes of Ziyin and Ziqiong froze in place as they watched the white-clothed youth holding the sword. They felt a chill in their hearts.

So powerful. Ziqiong dared to affirm that if he were to fight Lin Feng, he would undoubtedly die without any suspense. Just like Lin Haojie, he couldn't withstand a single sword from Lin Feng.

Their gaze shifted to their father, Ziyin. Only Ziyin could kill Lin Feng.

Not only them, but the eyes of the crowd under the corridor also fell on Ziyin. As the master of the Purple Mansion, how could he allow Lin Feng to be so arrogant?

"Your martial skills are impressive."

Ziyin stared at Lin Feng, saying coldly. He was a ninth-level practitioner in the Lingwu realm, and beyond that was the powerful Xuanwu realm.

He could clearly sense that the cultivation reflected by Lin Feng's sword just now wasn't particularly powerful. It must be his swordsmanship that was strong. In other words, Lin Feng had practiced a very powerful sword technique.

"Martial skills?"

A hint of ridicule appeared on Lin Feng's face. He hadn't used any martial skills at all, just casually swung his sword. It was spontaneous, a fusion of sword and man, man and heaven.

This sword was the sword of realms.

"You don't understand!"

Lin Feng said indifferently. Ziyin's realm was not enough to understand the concept of the unity of heaven and man. Only those who had reached that level could truly comprehend it.

Just like Lin Feng, even without using his martial soul, he could sense every movement in the surroundings with his eyes closed, incredibly clearly. Ziyin couldn't do that. He could only vaguely sense it. Even if he knew someone could do it, Ziyin couldn't understand it because he hadn't experienced it himself.

"You don't understand!"

These three words flowed naturally from Lin Feng's mouth, making Ziyin feel uncomfortable all over. A junior dared to speak to him like this in front of the crowd, as if he, the head of the Purple Mansion, was ignorant.

"I don't understand?" Ziyin sneered. "A junior is so arrogant, thinking that I, the master of the Purple Mansion, at the pinnacle of the Lingwu realm, would fear a brat like you?"

"You fear me!" Lin Feng's voice remained calm. "I intruded into the Purple Mansion, disrupted your son's wedding, killed your daughter's future husband, and slaughtered the people of your Purple Mansion. There's irreconcilable enmity between me and the Purple Mansion. There's nothing to discuss. If you weren't afraid of me, you would have acted long ago. You can't be sure of defeating me. Therefore, you're using words to intimidate and test me. You want to know the extent of my cultivation, and at the same time, you're stalling for time."

Upon hearing Lin Feng's words, Ziyin's gaze narrowed. Indeed, he feared Lin Feng. He couldn't see through that sword just now.

The unknown was the most terrifying, instilling fear in people. Ziyin couldn't be certain how strong Lin Feng was. Otherwise, given what Lin Feng had done, he wouldn't be wasting time talking. After the people of the Purple Mansion were killed by Lin Feng, he should have taken action himself to capture Lin Feng.

Lin Feng had hit him where it hurt the most.

"No matter whom you await, today, I shall slay you."

Stepping forward, Lin Feng advanced with his sword. His figure seemed slow, but when the sword light flickered, the crowd found that Lin Feng had already reached Ziyin's side in an instant, giving them a sense of illusion. Did Lin Feng really cover that distance just now?

"Boom!"

A purple shadow soared into the sky. Ziyin was enveloped in a layer of purple light, and behind him, his martial soul appeared, a peculiar and mysterious purple martial soul.

Facing Lin Feng, Ziyin unexpectedly released his martial soul at the first opportunity. This undoubtedly validated Lin Feng's words. Ziyin feared Lin Feng, so he dared not be careless and immediately unleashed his martial soul in battle.

"Slash!"

With a light exhale, the sword in Lin Feng's hand descended from the heavens.

"Purple Fist!"

Ziyin roared angrily, and his martial soul behind him roared, transforming into a shadow.

Endless purple energy instantly enveloped Ziyin's body, the purple aura spiraling around him, roaring in Ziyin's hands, covering his arms.

In the end, countless purple fist shadows burst forth, with countless fist shadows emanating from Ziyin's fist in just an instant.

"Swoosh, swoosh..."

The sword cut through the purple fist shadows, emitting tangible sounds. The sword in Lin Feng's hand was continuously bombarded by the fist shadows, making Lin Feng feel a fierce force constantly impacting his arms.

This Purple Fist was a top-grade martial technique of the Profound Extremity level. It was especially powerful when wielded by someone from the main line of the Purple Mansion, complementing their martial soul, and capable of displaying the strength of an Earth-level martial technique, extremely powerful.

Especially when wielded by someone like Ziyin, who was at the ninth level of the Lingwu realm, it was even more majestic. If this fist struck a mountain, it would be enough to blast a large hole into it.

The sword in Lin Feng's hand gradually slowed down, seeming unable to continue pressing down, and his arms became heavier and heavier. However, the calmness in Lin Feng's eyes still bore unparalleled determination and persistence.

A sword, sharp and invincible.

A swordsman should have the determination to destroy everything. No matter how powerful you are, I will cut you down with a single sword. As long as there's a glimmer of hope, I won't retreat.

"Slash!"

With an angry shout, Lin Feng's body exuded a sense of sharpness, cutting through all sharpness.

The sword in Lin Feng's hand poured down, and the purple fist shadows were annihilated within the sword.

"Retreat!"

Ziyin's face changed drastically. Lin Feng's sword still came down, and it seemed like he was about to split Ziyin in half. Without any hesitation, his body frantically retreated.

Then, in the next moment, Ziyin's face became extremely pale because as he retreated, he saw Lin Feng's sword slightly rotate and slash towards Ziqiong, who hadn't yet managed to evade.

Even he couldn't stop Lin Feng's sword. How could Ziqiong withstand this sword?

"How dare you?" Ziyin roared furiously, seeming almost insane.

"Die!"

From Lin Feng's mouth came a cold word. Dare? He, Lin Feng, dared anything!

If he hadn't coincidentally been brought along by Ziling in the carriage and learned that Ziqiong might have kidnapped Duan Xinye, today, the one who would be dead would not be Ziqiong, but Duan Xinye would have met her end.

If that were the case, he, Lin Feng, would have regretted it for the rest of his life.

Seeing the unstoppable sword coming towards him, Ziqiong's face contorted madly, revealing a look of despair. Was he, Ziqiong, about to die? On the day of his wedding, as he was about to enter the forbidden area, was he to be killed?

"Swoosh!"

With a light sound, Ziqiong no longer had any thoughts. His eyes were still open, filled with fear and despair. He never imagined he would end up like this.

Watching Ziqiong's body slowly fall, the crowd breathed a sigh of relief, feeling their hearts pounding heavily and their breaths rapid.

The young master of the Purple Mansion, dead?

Lin Feng remained silent, killing without a word. He swung his sword, slaying everything. Every member of the Purple Mansion must die. All of them deserved death.

Out of anger, for his beloved!