Chapter 847: What a Commotion!

Chapter 847: What a Commotion!

Lin Nuo’s skills made breaking a curse a trivial task; it was a piece of cake for him.

Back in the day, breaking a curse required drawing formations and performing spells. But now, with this “Demon Sword” in hand, he found it effortless to channel the Spirit Technique into his sword, unleashing sword energy that swept through the Demon Foxes and effortlessly shattered the curse—all in one go, like breaking through bamboos.

The hidden troubles and cursed seeds laid down by Dong Wei were instantly resolved by him, and it was a walk in the park.

The gap in strength was starkly evident now.

Everyone was left dumbfounded.

“What the…”

Looking at the restored Demon Foxes, Xu Ku was left wide-eyed and speechless.

What kind of divine Spirit Technique was this? It was as if he were wielding powers akin to those lofty immortals, merely waving a hand to sprinkle some celestial water, causing the cursed Demon Foxes to revert to normal, with all curses vanishing.

But just a moment ago, he was using Demon Power; he was a Demon Practitioner, yet his sword was anything but a Demon Practitioner’s weapon.

And his swordsmanship was far superior to that of masters from the immortal sects.

“Senior Brother, the curse is broken!”

Su Kexin was exhilarated; this curse-breaking technique was just too suave and cool.

He looked like a savior descending from the heavens, rescuing the masses.

However, even though he had broken the curse, he found himself in a dangerous predicament.

Cultivators were coming, and elders had arrived on the scene, already surrounding them.

To be honest, these Demon Foxes were in dire straits; dealing with just Dong Wei was tough enough, but now the elder showed up—things were getting even harder.

Would these Demon Foxes be able to escape this calamity?

She was deeply worried but could do nothing about it.

Honestly, if it came down to opposing the elders, it would only bring shame to her master, and her sect was down to just Qin Shili.

“Lin Nuo, even if you have calmed the ferocity of these Demon Foxes, does that mean nothing has happened? Impossible; everyone saw the vicious nature of these Demon Foxes; they will ultimately cause harm to the human realm. And you, having received such cultivation from the Xuanyun Sect, dare to do such rebellious acts!”

Master Cong’s moralistic condemnation was a delight for him; he loved coming out to scold in these situations to showcase his righteousness.

Lin Nuo chuckled; this fat old man was harboring ill intentions while reprimanding him.

It’s a miracle you’ve survived this long.

“Fatty, if you hate me this much, come and kill me.”

Lin Nuo continued to sneer provocatively.

“Very well, prepare to die!”

Master Cong, acting in the name of righteousness, couldn’t tolerate this rebellious kid being so arrogant.

At least he had made some breakthroughs in his cultivation recently and was ready to show off his skills.

After all, this kid was still a disciple, and he hadn’t cultivated for long.

Attack!

Master Cong gathered his spiritual energy into his hands, channeling it through a brush he held.

With his brush, he marked a big character “封” in the air, which transformed into solid form and surged toward Lin Nuo.

Lin Nuo simply flicked his sword lazily, a surge of sword energy burst forth, slicing the character in half, ultimately fracturing it.

Was this supposed to have any lethality? Was this all there was?

“Is this the extent of your skills?” Lin Nuo continued to mock him.

“Stop talking nonsense!”

Master Cong roared in anger and charged toward Lin Nuo.

Lin Nuo didn’t even need the sword; he tossed it up into the sky, directing it towards the group of Demon Foxes.

Then, a multitude of swords split off from it, each glowing, forming a sacred light sword array to protect all the Demon Foxes.

Balancing two tasks at once, he could easily crush this fat old man.

“Take this!”

Master Cong swung down his massive brush, which was no longer a mere brush; it had become a lethal weapon.

But Lin Nuo effortlessly dodged it.

Does this fat guy not realize his weight? With that physique, how can he engage in close combat?

This man had an inexplicable confidence, believing himself to be invincible.

After dodging, Lin Nuo tightened his fist.

Downward punch.

Bang!

This punch landed on the fat man’s belly with a scream, then another punch to his face, twisting it sideways.

Bang!

This punch was rough and hard, sending Master Cong flying with a single blow.

“Master!”

Master Cong’s disciples were startled and rushed to catch him, but the force sent them staggering.

“Lin Nuo, you dare punch your mentor, a flagrant disrespect!”

Elder Yuan could no longer sit back; he had once witnessed Lin Nuo’s contributions and held high hopes for him, yet now this was happening.

“Old man, if you dare come at me, you’ll end up just like him.”

Lin Nuo showed no fear; all these old bones from the Xuanyun Sect thought they were above him. Didn’t they see the situation? He, Lin Nuo, had already severed ties with them. What did he care about their notions of rebellion?

He would take down one if they came, and a pair if two came.

Of course, Sister Su wouldn’t dare attack; she’d get counter-killed.

Lin Nuo’s swords danced around, protecting the Demon Foxes and Luo Xiaoxue’s unit. This technique was energy-consuming and wouldn’t last long; they’d better run fast and avoid getting embroiled in battle with these folks.

Prioritize the main threats; there would be plenty of opportunities to deal with these people later.

But the situation looked grim; more and more people were arriving, and even Master Zhao from the Xuanyun Sect had shown up.

Now it was truly lively.

But for Lin Nuo, that was a bad thing.

Another tricky opponent had arrived; getting these Demon Foxes out wouldn’t be easy.

Besides, Master Zhao was formidable; fighting him would be exhausting, and if they weren’t careful, those Demon Foxes would end up as souls beneath their blades.

He had worked hard to save a group of Demon Foxes, only to have them slaughtered—how could he bear that?

“Master Zhao!”

The other disciples hurried to greet him; his arrival was just in time, a perfect chance to pressure this traitor.

The scene descended into chaos; Master Zhao was anxious, seeing Master Cong downed. He likely thought he’d have to engage Lin Nuo in a fierce battle.

“Lin Nuo, did you take down Master Cong?”

Master Zhao questioned sharply, and Lin Nuo replied with a cold smile:

“He tripped himself; he’s too big and clumsy.”

“Lin Nuo, you’ve made significant contributions and are a promising young man. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t pained by how far you’ve fallen. But I trust you must have your reasons. These Demon Foxes were imprisoned; releasing them was indeed inappropriate. Leave them behind, and we can let you go.”

“Bullshit. I’m taking them with me today; let’s see who can stop me.”

Lin Nuo’s voice was icy, already resolute.

There was no helping it; Master Zhao could only take action against him.

But he needed to unite with Dong Wei; one punch couldn’t beat a group. If too many gathered, Lin Nuo would have a hard time managing.

He was not like Master Cong, who looked down on Lin Nuo; he held a healthy respect for him.

With a larger opponent, they truly became difficult to handle. But having reached this point, retreat was not an option.

Let’s fight.

Suddenly, numerous swords flew down from the sky, swirling around rapidly with incredible speed.

Lin Nuo glanced up at the flying swords…

Damn it, isn’t that the Sword Saint?!

It really was him, arriving on his flying sword.

Well, this is great! How on earth did all these top-notch experts gather here?

“Sister Su, lend me a burst of your power! Let’s wipe them out!”