Chapter Twenty: Is Strength Supreme?

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The entire Grand Dao Sect suddenly trembled violently, a terrifying surge of spiritual energy rippling outward like waves, spreading to the horizon! Even several surrounding mountain peaks were worn down by half by the immense spiritual fluctuations! Under Lin Jun’s punch, the world-ending strike formed by several peak masters united was shattered and melted away like evil spirits driven off by sunlight. Several peak masters simultaneously coughed up blood and retreated.

“Seeking death!” the Heavenly Sword Sovereign bellowed coldly, extending a finger as countless heavenly swords suddenly appeared from nowhere.

The overwhelming heavenly swords descended like Mount Tai crashing down, tens of thousands of swords flying toward Lin Jun in an instant.

Ssss!

The volley of arrows tore through the sky, the dreadful sword qi exuding an aura of annihilation.

“Well struck!”

Lin Jun roared loudly, pushing his Demonic Immortal Indestructible Body to the extreme, his entire form resembling a giant humanoid sun. Facing the Heavenly Sword Sovereign’s overwhelming volley, he did not retreat but advanced.

He laughed heartily, allowing each long sword to strike his body.

At this moment, his Demonic Immortal Indestructible Body’s strength rivaled that of an Earth-grade magical artifact. Though he wielded no talisman, his body itself was a humanoid treasure—comprehensive and all-encompassing.

Though the Heavenly Sword Sovereign was the sect leader and his strongest trump card was also only an Earth-grade magical artifact, he was at the peak Nascent Soul stage, while Lin Jun was merely at the early Nascent Soul. Yet, because Lin Jun cultivated the Demonic Immortal Indestructible Body beyond the level of an Emperor-class technique, even standing there letting the Heavenly Sword Sovereign attack, the latter could not harm him in the slightest.

This was the very reason Lin Jun dared to face the Heavenly Sword Sovereign alone with such confidence.

“Impossible! What kind of demonic technique is this?” The Heavenly Sword Sovereign’s expression changed drastically, his figure retreating rapidly. He never expected his strongest strike to be absorbed by flesh and blood.

This shattered years of his cultivation!

From his horrified eyes, faint traces of fear could be seen—this was far beyond anything he comprehended.

“Sect Leader Senior Brother, kneel before me!”

At this moment, Lin Jun shouted, a golden hand suddenly blotting out the sky, slapping toward the Heavenly Sword Sovereign like swatting a fly.

When the Heavenly Sword Sovereign had used this move against him before, Lin Jun had returned it in full.

“Ah!” he shouted.

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All the resentment from years of being bullied by the sect leader exploded, his entire being striving to break into early Nascent Soul.

“Don’t even think about it!” The Heavenly Sword Sovereign’s face turned ashen as he roared.

As a sect leader, this was a grave humiliation.

But with his current strength, he truly could not contend with Lin Jun.

In an instant, he became a streak of light, fleeing into the distance.

“Sect Leader Senior Brother, please go slowly, let your junior brother send you off!” Lin Jun laughed heartily, changing the slap into a push. In a flash, a golden hand caught up with the fleeing figure and violently struck him flying!

Witnessing this, the remaining peak masters’ faces paled, and they scattered in all directions, fleeing madly.

“Hahaha!” Lin Jun turned and laughed loudly.

“Senior brothers, you also go slowly, let me send you off!”

As he spoke, golden spiritual energy surged forth. In an instant, dozens of palms transformed into golden handprints filling the sky, striking the fleeing ones with incredible speed and sending them flying.

Boom!

At that moment, his spiritual power shifted again—he had advanced to mid Nascent Soul.

Below, the disciples of Baizhan Peak and others, already battered to pieces by him, were terrified. They covered their heads and fled, not daring to meet his gaze.

“This is exhilarating!”

Standing above the sky, Lin Jun looked up at the clear horizon, feeling immensely refreshed.

Having vented all the negative emotions accumulated over the years, he sank into a state of tranquility and serenity, as still as an ancient well.

“Woof, woof, woof!”

Out of nowhere, Ye Zhetian flew to his side, affectionately rubbing against him.

Having formed a demon pill, the three blood streaks on its head grew more distinct, faintly dripping blood. Though a dog, it appeared increasingly demonic, far from an ordinary beast.

“Master, are you alright?” Ji Qingyou floated over.

Though she knew that with her master’s strength he could not be seriously harmed, after the fierce battle just now, worry still lingered in her beautiful eyes.

“I’m fine.” Lin Jun smiled calmly, waving his sleeve. “Let’s go. From today on, our Myriad Laws Peak will never be underestimated again.”

In the blink of an eye, several days passed.

Since that day when Lin Jun decisively defeated the Heavenly Sword Sovereign and the peak masters, each returned to their respective peaks in silence.

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However, the earth-shattering battle between Lin Jun and the sect leader Heavenly Sword Sovereign, along with other peak masters, spread widely throughout the Grand Dao Sect.

Though no one dared openly discuss it out of respect for the sect leader’s authority, undercurrents surged. Many disciples, shocked by Lin Jun’s sudden rise in power at Myriad Laws Peak, harbored various ambitions.

Now, although the overall situation in the Grand Dao Sect showed no obvious change, because Lin Jun had defeated the sect leader Heavenly Sword Sovereign, the balance of power had shifted significantly.

Many disciples who had previously defected from Myriad Laws Peak now considered returning.

Others from different peaks, witnessing Lin Jun’s divine might, also desired to transfer to Myriad Laws Peak.

Thus, in the following days, almost every day saw groups of disciples from other peaks sneaking secretly into Myriad Laws Peak, all eager to meet Lin Jun.

Yet, a single dog at the gate blocked their every step.

The disciples were furious at Ye Zhetian’s obstruction, blaming it for cutting off their path to cultivation, yet they were powerless.

This dog was simply too strong. None of them combined could match it—not even several other peak’s Golden Core disciples trying to sneak in.

Hence, the nickname “Black Emperor” gradually spread throughout the Grand Dao Sect.

After forming its Core Pill, Ye Zhetian had grown immensely large, and the three blood streaks on its head all symbolized the noble “King among Dogs.” Thus, the moniker “Black Emperor” was born.

Below the Grand Dao Sect, in a tavern, a scruffy Lin Qingxuan drowned himself in drink daily, appearing utterly despondent.

These past days had been a rollercoaster for him. First becoming an apprentice to the sect leader, then witnessing Lin Jun’s meteoric rise—his Dao heart was close to collapse.

He had thought transferring to the sect leader’s side would bring a better future, but he never imagined his former master was the true hidden king.

Although he awakened the Immaculate Sword Body, he was still merely at the peak Foundation Establishment stage, while his master’s dog had already formed a Core Pill. What was he to do in the upcoming Young Sect Master competition?

He recalled his bet with his master Lin Jun: if he couldn’t defeat a dog his master just took in within a month, he would commit suicide on the spot!

And now, this unbelievable event had become reality. He remembered Lin Jun saying that if he failed to beat a dog but didn’t kill himself, Lin Jun would do it with his own hands.

And now, Lin Jun clearly had the power to do so.

Glug, glug!

Lin Qingxuan lifted a jar of wine and drained it in one gulp, his eyes bloodshot.