Chapter 1200: The End

Chapter 1200: The End

Lin Nuo executed a flurry of sword strikes, successfully riling up Zhang Yuanxu.

Of course, he wasn’t too furious; after all, this guy had some emotional management skills. At least he didn’t appear overly angry on his face.

Yet, his movements became frantic, and the aura of spiritual energy around him intensified greatly.

It was the final showdown.

Seeing the black tornado whip up around Zhang Yuanxu, Lin Nuo felt himself being pulled toward it by an immense force. If he got sucked in, a normal person would be doomed.

However, he was adept at wind techniques, and this was his area of expertise!

Lin Nuo didn’t flee; instead, he allowed himself to be drawn in by the powerful suction.

To thoroughly defeat his opponent, he had to start from the big move Zhang Yuanxu relied on. The more confidence his opponent felt, the less they would see the hidden dangers lurking beneath.

Watching Lin Nuo get pulled in, Zhang Yuanxu was elated. Lin Nuo was already at a disadvantage engulfed in the black mist, and entering the tornado would only seal his fate.

He was determined to wear Lin Nuo out and upped his attack.

Zhang Yuanxu amplified his magic, causing the black tornado to spin at high speed. Each rotation drained Lin Nuo’s spiritual energy, and that rapid spinning would soon exhaust him completely.

However…

What caught Zhang Yuanxu completely off guard was that Lin Nuo managed to endure the fierce tornado, remaining steady and resolute, with a clear direction in mind.

That’s right—straight toward Zhang Yuanxu!

Thinking the tornado would sap Lin Nuo’s strength, he never anticipated it would become Lin Nuo’s breakthrough point.

“What?! How is this possible?!”

By the time Zhang Yuanxu reacted, Lin Nuo was already about to crash into him.

Having channeled all his energy into the black tornado meant his defenses were considerably weaker. If Lin Nuo hit him now, recovery wouldn’t be as easy as before.

“Do you think I’ll let you run wild?!”

Zhang Yuanxu bellowed as he channeled his energy into his palm, creating a strong black flame that pulsated with energy capable of devouring all living beings.

Here! This strike will annihilate you completely!

Lin Nuo’s sword lingered at the edge of the tornado. If he brought it with him, it would be a burden, so he decided to leave it.

A real man should fight with his fists!

You think the energy that devours life will empower you? It will only end up destroying you!

Lin Nuo remained calm. There was no time for clever strategies anymore; he had to confront this head-on.

Come on, let’s go!

To counter your forbidden technique, I came prepared.

The Great威天龙 Dao Fu protecting my hands, though a replica, was meticulously crafted by myself, made specifically for this moment.

Back then, you laid a trap for me, leading me to a dark and hopeless existence. I turned to a life of crime, hunted, slaughtered, lost myself, firmly embraced the villainous route, and ultimately met my demise. Reflecting upon it, I have always been a miserable figure.

Now, let your life succumb alongside those traumatic memories.

The Xuanyun Sect will disband at this moment—an ideal that I once aspired to became a place of exclusion, ridicule, and humiliation. Finally, I will personally end this once-glorious sect.

It ends here.

Boom!

A fierce golden light burst forth; in that instant, Zhang Yuanxu felt an unprecedented surge of power rush towards him. No matter how much spiritual energy he had absorbed, it all seemed insignificant in the face of this might, like an ant beneath a giant’s foot, utterly unable to withstand it.

“What, you…! Ah!!!”

Accompanied by Zhang Yuanxu’s agonized scream, the golden glow shattered the black tornado and the surrounding dark mist, ultimately ending Zhang Yuanxu’s life.

Boom!

The last echo reverberated, shaking the land. After the intense golden light faded, everything returned to stillness.

“I ended up using a technique that shouldn’t have belonged to me after all.”

Lin Nuo smirked coldly, lying on the ground as a gentle breeze washed over him, delightful and peaceful.

Gazing up at the blue sky and white clouds, everything felt like a dream.

But the lives lost through slaughter would not come back, and this land had become a silent wasteland.

As for Zhang Yuanxu, he had perished in the blast, the negative energy accumulated from abusing forbidden techniques triggering a fierce explosion upon contact with the golden aura.

His clothes were tattered beyond recognition; he needed to find a stream for a wash.

Then, he could have a good, long sleep.

His body felt drained; fortunately, no one else seemed to be around. Any surprise ambush would likely be too much for him to handle.

Sigh, time to regroup with the others.

Lin Nuo slowly got up, realizing his sword was missing.

Where is it?

Come back!

He raised his hand, trying to summon his sword, but it didn’t return as he hoped.

His energy was depleted; he had to search for it himself.

Could it have exploded?

It can’t be that low quality, can it?

“Hey, big bro! Are you dead or what? Give me a sign. Where are you? I’m leaving; if you don’t show up, you’ll feed the wolves!”

Lin Nuo shouted weakly, but it was in vain. After all, a swordsman’s condition influenced their weapon, and he was in no state for the sword to respond well.

Like a scavenger, he rummaged around and soon found his sword buried under a patch of black soil.

“So you were buried. Alright, are you back from the dead? Still usable?”

Lin Nuo attempted to channel his multi-sword intent, but it was of no use, straining him.

“Forget it; even flying with my sword seems out of reach now. You’ve grown; you should be able to fly on your own without relying on my guidance, you useless thing.”

Lin Nuo hefted the sword and began to walk, honestly not knowing where Ruo’er and the others had run off to.

This place had been flattened; he had lost his sense of direction.

Sigh, let’s sit for a moment, recover, then fly off on the sword.

They can’t be too far, can they?

The Xuanyun Sect crew must either be dead or have scattered far, leaving few behind, right?

Maybe?

He wasn’t sure. He was now covered in black soil, just wanting to lie down and rest.

I hope I don’t blink and find my life has passed me by.

“Is anyone there??”

Lin Nuo remained keenly aware, especially in the quiet surroundings; he felt every rustle of wind.

If it were an enemy, he would have to risk it all. How could a prominent villain let someone else take advantage?

He would rather run than die.

Alright, time to muster up every ounce of strength and prepare to bolt with wind techniques.

“Lin Nuo, where are you?”

Hearing a familiar voice, Lin Nuo felt a bit relieved.

Oh, not an enemy.

“This.”

Lin Nuo tossed his sword high into the air so the other could see him.

“Good, I see you!”

The girl spotted Lin Nuo’s tossed sword and dashed toward him.

“Why haven’t you left yet?”

As he turned to see who was running towards him, Lin Nuo was shocked to recognize it was Mu Yiting, her speed was impressive—he had to wonder if she had been waiting right next door.

“I didn’t move with them; I stayed near. You’ve worked hard.”

Mu Yiting hurried over to help Lin Nuo up from the dirt.