Ten Thousand Dragons Technique

Chapter 596: Obtaining the Golden Sword Token!

Qingyou’s fist tore through the void like a massive meteor, hurtling toward Lin Xuan. The ground beneath them shook violently as cracks spiderwebbed across its surface.

Lin Xuan’s expression darkened, but a smirk of disdain played on his lips. "Defeat me? I’m afraid you’re not qualified."

As his voice faded, Lin Xuan raised his fist and blasted it forward once more. "World-Ending Flood Dragon Fist—Three Fists to Shake the Cosmos!"

Lin Xuan unleashed three consecutive punches. Three fist-shadows transformed into three massive Serpents, which whistled through the air. The first punch collided with the massive meteor, shattering it instantly.

Immediately after, the second Serpent charged, lunging for Qingyou.

Qingyou roared in fury as the Nine Nether flames covering his body flared to form a shield. But it was still torn apart by the Dragon Claws.

Qingyou staggered back several steps, his qi and blood roiling within him.

At that moment, the third Serpent arrived. It swooped down from above Qingyou’s head, descending like a colossal mountain crashing down.

Qingyou defended frantically but couldn’t withstand the impact.

With a deafening CRASH, Qingyou was slammed to the ground, pinned beneath the massive Serpent.

You Ruo stared, her eyes nearly bulging from their sockets. Clan Leader Ye gasped, and Alliance Leader Tianyang felt as if he were dreaming. Wan Er was utterly dumbfounded.

Madam Ye exclaimed, "Heavens, he actually won!"

Ye Qingwu was thrilled. "Lin Xuan has created another miracle!"

Ye Ruxue was so scared she nearly fainted. So this kid wasn’t just bragging after all!

The others started shouting. "Holy crap, what did I just see?"

"Master Qingyou actually lost!"

"Lin Xuan defeated Qingyou with just three punches!"

"This is unbelievable!"

This time, Qingyou hadn’t been sealed. He was a genuine Nine-Star Grandmaster, and an extremely powerful one at that. Yet even so, he had still lost to Lin Xuan.

What did this signify? It meant that Lin Xuan’s strength was also at the Nine-Star Grandmaster level—and he was one of the very best.

When Lin Xuan had previously claimed to have the strength of a Nine-Star Grandmaster, no one had believed him. They thought the kid was too arrogant, too full of himself. But now it was clear that wasn’t the case at all. He had been telling the truth. He truly possessed the combat prowess of a Nine-Star Grandmaster.

Is this guy a monster? As the crowd looked at Lin Xuan, their faces were filled with utter shock.

The members of the Nine Serenity Alchemy Alliance were devastated. How could this be happening?

The people from the Fire Dragon Sect felt their scalps tingle with fear. Huo Yuner’s body trembled slightly.

Nearby, Situ Hang’s expression turned grim. He gritted his teeth and snarled, "Qingyou, you’re truly useless. You couldn’t even defeat this kid. Let me handle it."

He prepared to make his move.

"Situ Hang is going to make a move!" someone exclaimed.

But this time, no one was worried about Lin Xuan. Instead, they were worried for Situ Hang.

"Do you think Situ Hang can beat Lin Xuan?"

"It’ll be tough!"

"Situ Hang’s strength is about the same as Qingyou’s, right? Even if he’s a little stronger, he couldn’t defeat Qingyou in three punches."

"But Lin Xuan *did* defeat Qingyou in three punches."

"When you put it like that, Situ Hang is clearly no match for Lin Xuan!"

"Yeah, I don’t think Situ Hang stands a chance."

The members of the Tianyang Alchemy Alliance laughed aloud. "Situ Hang, I suggest you admit defeat now! You’re no match for Young Master Lin!"

"That’s right, Situ Hang! Don’t waste your energy. You’ll only lose if you fight, so why bother?"

"All of you, shut up!" Situ Hang’s body trembled with rage. How dare these people look down on him? The audacity was infuriating. He was livid. "Brat, die!"

Situ Hang roared to the heavens as flames erupted from his body. "Fire Dragon Divine Palm!"

He unleashed his Ultimate Skill from the very start. He thrust out a palm, and a Fire Dragon coiled around it, sweeping forward in an instant. The very air seemed to melt wherever it passed.

Witnessing this power, the surrounding crowd cried out in alarm and scrambled backward. He’s so strong! He’s definitely a cut above Qingyou. Can Lin Xuan handle this?

Faced with such an attack, Lin Xuan was openly disdainful. He extended his own palm and struck forward. "Cyan Dragon Heaven-Hunting Palm!"

His palm also transformed, becoming a Dragon Claw that descended fiercely.

The next moment, the power of the Cyan Dragon and the Fire Dragon clashed. The world seemed to tremble. With a sorrowful wail, the Fire Dragon was instantly torn apart, and the Fire Dragon Divine Palm shattered. Lin Xuan’s Dragon Claw continued forward with unstoppable momentum, slamming viciously into Situ Hang.

BANG!

Situ Hang was sent flying, crashing to the ground and spitting up mouthfuls of blood.

The entire arena was stunned. The crowd went insane.

"Heavens, what did I just witness?!"

"A one-hit kill!"

"Unbelievable!"

"Situ Hang was clearly stronger, and yet he was defeated even faster!"

"Beaten in a single strike!"

"Just how powerful is Lin Xuan?!"

"I think he’s already invincible among Nine-Star cultivators!"

"This kid is defying the heavens!"

"Young Master Lin is mighty!" the Tianyang Alchemy Alliance members cheered wildly.

"Lin Xuan is invincible!"

The Ye Family also cheered excitedly. Madam Ye and Clan Leader Ye were deeply shaken. Ye Qingwu was ecstatic.

As for the Fire Dragon Sect, they were dead silent. They were all dumbstruck, standing frozen with blank minds. Huo Yuner was on the verge of fainting from shock.

How could it be? Elder Situ was defeated... so utterly and completely crushed. How could this kid be so powerful? Invincible at the Nine-Star level... Half a month ago, he was merely unrivaled among Eight-Star cultivators. He advanced an entire realm in just half a month? What kind of cultivation speed is that? A Young Emperor... this kid truly is a Young Emperor.

Huo Yuner trembled and lowered her head, no longer daring to look at Lin Xuan. She swore to herself that she would never oppose him again for the rest of her life.

Lin Xuan strode forward. He arrived before the Golden Sword Token and asked loudly, "I’m taking this token. Any objections?"

The entire area was silent. Who would dare object? You defeated both Qingyou and Situ Hang. Who could possibly be your match? Everyone was completely convinced.

Seeing this, a smile touched Lin Xuan’s lips as he reached for the token hanging in the air. The golden token transformed into a ray of light, slashing down at him like a Divine Sword.

Lin Xuan snorted coldly. Dragon Scales materialized on his palm as it transformed into a Dragon Claw, seizing the token from the air.

The token thrashed violently, as if trying to escape, but it couldn’t break free from Lin Xuan’s grasp. Eventually, the token grew still. Lin Xuan had acquired a Golden Sword Token.

Lin Xuan opened his palm to observe the Golden Sword Token. The token was small and exquisitely crafted, yet it was incredibly sharp, like a miniature Flying Sword. The front was engraved with a golden mountain peak. The back of the token was blank.

But in the next instant, two lines of text appeared on the back:

The number ’1’.

And Lin Xuan’s name.

Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment but quickly understood. This meant he was the first to obtain a Golden Sword Token.

At the same time, a resonant voice echoed from Golden Sword Peak: "The first Golden Sword Token has been claimed."

Hearing this, the people of the True Dragon Sect laughed heartily.

"That first one must have been claimed by Jian Wushuang!"

"Exactly! Jian Wushuang is a Sword Dao genius at the pinnacle of the Nine-Star realm. With his sword, he’s powerful enough to sweep across the world."

"This first token is definitely his."

"Jian Wushuang is so fast! He truly is the peerless prodigy of our True Dragon Sect."