59: Third Life: How Am I the Villain? (Twenty-Three)

After speaking, Zhao Zheng turned around, his gaze as sharp as a blade, shooting directly at Lin Feng, his voice suddenly turning cold.

"Furthermore, these idiots who don't know when they're going to die and delivered themselves to our doorstep are perfect for Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters to practice with, and to test the results of our Cultivate in the Burial Mound of Soldiers!"

"I ask Your Highness to grant permission for us to sweep away these small fry for you!"

"Very well."

Xu Yuan glanced at the fellow Disciple behind him, who were silent but brimming with Battle Intent and eager to try, the sharp Saber Intent condensed at his fingertips quietly dissipating as he smiled faintly.

"Yes! Thank you, Your Highness!"

A flash of excitement crossed Zhao Zheng's eyes as he turned abruptly, unsheathing his long saber with a clang, the blade pointing straight at Lin Feng!

"Overlord Blade Sect Disciple, hear my command!"

"Form up!"

Zhao Zheng's voice was like a booming bell.

"Yes!"

The Overlord Blade Sect Disciple behind him roared in unison, their movements uniform and synchronized, instantly forming a saber formation filled with biting Evil Qi!

A terrifying Aura, far more majestic, more condensed, and carrying an Aura of iron-blooded slaughter than that of a 9th Layer of Qi Refining Cultivator, erupted violently, like a sleeping Vicious Beast suddenly awakening!

"What?! You..."

The mockery on Lin Feng's face instantly froze, turning into an expression of utter disbelief.

That kind of nearly tangible slaughtering Evil Qi was enough to make those with weak minds feel their Soul tremble!

This was definitely not the state of someone whose Saber Intent had not been refined!

They had fallen into a trap!

The Overlord Blade Sect had long since been to the Treasure Land, and their gains were immense!

"But, if the Overlord Blade Sect had already been to the Treasure Land to refine their Saber Intent, how could they have managed to arrive one step ahead of us to loot the Secret Realm?"

This contradictory thought flashed through Lin Feng's mind like lightning, leaving him utterly baffled, feeling only that the other side was strange in every way.

However, Zhao Zheng gave him no time to think it over!

"Kill!"

Accompanied by a thunderous roar, the grim saber formation formed by the Overlord Blade Sect Disciple, like a single entity, bore down on the Purple Cloud Pavilion group with an Aura of crushing everything in its path!

Saber light was like a forest, and Evil Qi soared to the heavens!

"Form up! Block them!"

Lin Feng was both shocked and angry, suppressing the unease in his heart. So what if the Overlord Blade Sect had refined their Saber Intent in the Treasure Land? Hadn't his own group also refined their lightning techniques in the Treasure Land?

Purple Cloud Pavilion Disciple did not hesitate upon hearing this, forming hand seals as lightning flashed around them, attempting to interweave into a wall of lightning nets for defense and counterattack.

Arcs of electricity jumped, crackling loudly, the momentum looking equally terrifying.

"Hmph! Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot! Break for me!"

Zhao Zheng took the lead, his long saber carving out an incredibly condensed jet-black saber beam, drawing upon the sky-high Evil Qi of the saber formation, slashing fiercely toward the place where the lightning was brightest!

Boom!

The saber beam and the lightning net collided violently!

The anticipated stalemate did not occur!

The seemingly violent wall of lightning nets, upon contacting the saber light containing the pure Evil Qi of the Overlord Blade Sect's saber formation, seemed to have met its nemesis, the lightning light rapidly dimming and collapsing!

"Puh-ah!"

"How is this possible?!"

"My lightning technique..."

Screams and exclamations instantly erupted from the Purple Cloud Pavilion camp!

In just one exchange, more than ten Purple Cloud Pavilion Disciple were struck by the sharp Saber Qi, spraying blood as they were sent flying backward, instantly losing their combat ability!

The remaining Disciple were also struck by the terrifying Evil Qi, causing their blood to churn and their formation to fall into chaos!

"Impossible!"

Lin Feng's eyes were wide with rage, and he simply could not believe his eyes!

Both were at the 9th Layer of Qi Refining, and both had refined in the Treasure Land, how could the gap be so large?!

Why had the Overlord Blade Sect's Saber Qi and Evil Qi become so terrifying?

How could Lin Feng know that with Xu Yuan's assistance, the Overlord Blade Sect Disciple's ability to refine Evil Qi had been greatly improved, and coupled with their insights into Xu Yuan's Saber Intent, their gains were not something other Sect Disciple could compare to?

Lin Feng still wanted to command, but Zhao Zheng had already broken through the chaotic formation like a ghost, coming directly for him!

"Lin Feng! Your opponent is me!"

Battle Intent burned in Zhao Zheng's eyes; after Xu Yuan's guidance and massive improvements, he had long been craving a real battle to test himself!

"Thunder Break!"

Lin Feng was shocked and angry, pushing his hands out violently as a violent lightning spear, as thick as a child's arm, instantly condensed, shooting toward Zhao Zheng with a destructive Aura!

This was one of his extremely powerful killing moves!

However, facing this swift and fierce blow, Zhao Zheng did not dodge or evade, simply slashing out with one strike!

The saber momentum was heavy and condensed, striking first despite moving later, hitting the very core of the lightning spear's power flow with absolute precision!

Bang!

The lightning spear was actually split and exploded by his single strike, turning into countless scattered specks of lightning light!

"What?!"

Lin Feng's pupils contracted sharply; the opponent's control over power and grasp of timing far exceeded his imagination!

Without waiting for Lin Feng to change his move, Zhao Zheng's saber had already slashed in close, like a maggot on a bone.

The saber technique was still the Mountain-Splitting Saber Technique, but the speed, power, and angles had become incredibly tricky and terrifying, and it carried a fierce, vicious Evil Qi that disturbed the mind!

Lin Feng could only wolfishly use his lightning evasion technique to constantly dodge and parry, and was actually completely suppressed and on the defensive!

The lightning light around his body was suppressed by that Evil Qi, flickering uncertainly, and he had almost no power to fight back!

And the situation on the entire battlefield was a one-sided slaughter!

Overlord Blade Sect Disciple were in groups of three, their saber formations operating like wheels, cooperating seamlessly, with saber light and Evil Qi flowing continuously.

While Purple Cloud Pavilion Disciple had lost their formation, fighting individually, and their lightning techniques were suppressed by the Evil Qi, they were often heavily injured and defeated within two or three moves!

In the mountain hollow, the lightning light quickly dimmed, and screams and wails were endless, with only the Overlord Blade Sect's grim saber light and sky-soaring Evil Qi becoming increasingly intense!

The more Lin Feng fought, the more alarmed he became, the more he fought, the more desperate he felt!

He finally understood that the Overlord Blade Sect had not only been to the Burial Mound of Soldiers, but the improvements they had gained far exceeded their imagination!

This was definitely not just as simple as refining Saber Intent!

That thought flashed through his mind again: How on earth did they do it?!

But realizing it now was too late.

As Lin Feng was heavily injured by Zhao Zheng's saber, the remaining Purple Cloud Pavilion Disciple were also captured one after another by the Overlord Blade Sect Disciple.

At this moment, the Purple Cloud Pavilion Disciple no longer had a shred of their previous arrogant Aura.

Zhao Zheng stood holding his saber, his gaze coldly sweeping over these captives, not ordering them to be killed to the last.

Instead, he turned to look at Xu Yuan, cupping his hands to ask for instructions: "Your Highness, how should we dispose of them?"

Xu Yuan stepped forward slowly, his gaze calmly sweeping over the Purple Cloud Pavilion Disciple kneeling on the ground, finally landing on Lin Feng, who looked ashen and whose Aura was withered.

"Follow the rules." Xu Yuan said casually.

Hearing the word "rules," those Purple Cloud Pavilion Disciple were not afraid; on the contrary, they seemed to have grasped a straw, letting out a sigh of relief.

They hurriedly unfastened the Storage Pouch at their waists and held them above their heads without hesitation.

"We understand! We understand!"

"The resources are all here, please accept them, Daozi Highness!"

"We only beg Your Highness to spare our lives!"

"..."

Although in the Secret Realm, life and death were left to fate, those entering the Secret Realm were all elite Disciple of various Sect; how could they be treated as expendable supplies like Loose Cultivator?

Unless it was a fight over supreme treasures like the Black Water Spirit Lotus, deliberately slaughtering in the Secret Realm would mean completely tearing off the mask of civility, which could very likely trigger a Sect war.

In the case of a normal conflict, the loser must hand over all resources on their person, and the winner will generally follow the rules, releasing them after collecting the resources, so as to avoid forging a blood feud that would never die, truly leading to the outbreak of a Sect war.

This was also a tacit rule acknowledged by the surrounding Sect within the Secret Realm.

Xu Yuan's Divine Sense swept over them slightly, discovering that inside these Storage Pouch, apart from the resources they had collected in the Secret Realm themselves, they had indeed prepared a small pile of Spirit Stone in advance, the amount roughly equivalent; this was exactly the default "life-buying money."

"Get lost."