What is sword intent?
It's sharpness.
It's killing intent.
It's the ruthless resolve to cut through everything!
Sword intent radiates from Evan Lin in all directions, spreading outward.
The razor-sharp sword intent, at this moment, even slices through the entire space.
The more than a hundred Upper‑Grade Lin Clan experts tangled around Evan Lin suddenly shuddered all over.
More and more streaks of white light flee rapidly outward.
It only took a second.
Everyone watched as those people were sent flying outward, one after another.
More than a hundred Heavenly Phenomenon experts!
Now they’re slammed to the ground, each one battered and miserable, faces pale with defeat.
Blood gushes from their mouths, one mouthful after another.
The clothes on their bodies have been sliced into countless strips.
If they hadn’t escaped fast enough, they’d have been completely shredded by that overwhelming sword intent!
Silence.
Everyone stared in shock at Evan Lin, still standing right there.
The seven-inch sword in Evan Lin’s hand had completely dissolved and vanished.
The explosive sword intent didn’t just force back those hundred Heavenly Phenomenon experts—it also shattered Evan Lin’s sword.
That sword was condensed from pure sword intent to begin with.
It was a sword formed entirely from sword intent!
"More than a hundred Upper‑Grade Lin Clan members—nothing special."
Evan Lin stood there, barely even moving his feet.
The stagnant aura between heaven and earth instantly collapsed.
Everyone in front of the screen stared wide-eyed.
Is this Master Lin from Seacrest a man or a monster?
How can he possibly be this strong?!
This already...
...goes beyond what anyone thought possible!
Those were more than a hundred Heavenly Phenomenon experts!
Looking across all of China right now, probably only the Upper‑Grade Lin Clan could muster a lineup like this!
But they lost—just like that?
Not just lost.
They lost miserably!
"You really are... astonishing."
Inside the chariot, the Upper‑Grade Lin Clan Patriarch couldn’t help but sigh in admiration.
His voice echoed down from above, passing through in an instant, leaving a strange heaviness in everyone’s heart.
"More than a hundred Upper‑Grade Lin Clan members—nothing special."
"What a ‘nothing special.’"
Inside the chariot.
As the Patriarch of the Upper‑Grade Lin Clan, he fell silent for a moment.
Today...
The Upper‑Grade Lin Clan had sent people here for a global livestream, at the moment of the Spirit Spring’s emergence.
But now, it’s turned into Master Lin from Seacrest’s personal highlight reel.
This kind of situation, in an instant, was a direct slap in the face for the whole Upper‑Grade Lin Clan.
But luckily, at the end of the day...
Master Lin from Seacrest also carries Upper‑Grade Lin Clan blood in his veins.
From this angle, maybe it helps the world understand just how terrifying the Upper‑Grade Lin bloodline really is.
"Patriarch!"
"This kid can’t be allowed to live!"
His battle power today is nothing short of terrifying! If he’s given enough time, his achievements will be limitless!
He’s bound to become an enemy of the Upper‑Grade Lin Clan. Even That One probably wouldn’t want to see this happen! Patriarch, please fight!
Patriarch!
The Upper‑Grade Lin Clan members sprawled on the ground struggled to their feet and knelt, bowing toward the chariot.
They loudly begged for orders.
Everyone watching was stunned by this scene.
The Upper‑Grade Lin Clan Patriarch had never once shown his face.
But his aura lingered between heaven and earth the whole time.
"Will the Upper‑Grade Lin Clan Patriarch really make a move?"
"With the Upper‑Grade Lin Clan being so terrifying, after Master Lin from Seacrest beat so many of them, how can the Patriarch not step up? Where would the clan’s face go?"
"Do you guys think the Upper‑Grade Lin Clan Patriarch could actually be Master Lin from Seacrest’s match?"
"Before this, I was sure the Patriarch could squash Master Lin from Seacrest like an ant. But now, after seeing his strength, I’m not so sure!"
"Master Lin from Seacrest’s power can only be described as unfathomable!"
All around the world, everyone watching this scene felt nothing but shock.
They were stunned by Master Lin from Seacrest’s strength.
And also by how massive the Upper‑Grade Lin Clan truly is!
"Azure Dragon, how about coming out and fighting him?"
Inside the chariot.
The person’s voice was low and steady.
Azure Dragon!
When those two words came from inside the chariot...
Everyone instinctively looked toward the car parked not far away.
Azure Dragon sat inside.
Azure Dragon—the leader of the Four Hidden Dragon Saints!
The name Azure Dragon...
...is unmatched throughout China.
He’s forever ranked number one on the Divine Martial List of China!
His stories are told everywhere.
He’s never been defeated.
All anyone knows is his codename: Azure Dragon!
He’s a true legend!
At this moment, the Upper‑Grade Lin Clan Patriarch spoke softly, and that single line instantly drew everyone’s gaze.
"Azure Dragon?"
"That publicly recognized number one powerhouse in China today?"
"He’s here too?!"
"I always thought that, strong as Azure Dragon is—number one on China’s Divine List—he’d still be nowhere near the Upper‑Grade Lin Clan, one of those hidden powerhouse families. But hearing the Patriarch now, could Azure Dragon actually be stronger than those hundred Heavenly Phenomenon experts?"
"No way! How could Azure Dragon be that strong?"
"Nothing’s impossible! Just being the leader of the Four Hidden Dragon Saints, never having lost a single fight—that alone proves his strength!"
A wave of exclamations swept through the crowd.
For a moment, every gaze focused on that quietly parked car.
Zheng Qiuchan, racing toward Yanjing, was sitting in a speeding car. She switched the livestream feed to that car.
She saw Azure Dragon sitting in the front passenger seat.
Her face turned pale, completely bloodless.
"No! Jian Han!"
Zheng Jiayun was startled. She leaned forward from the back seat and grabbed Azure Dragon’s sleeve.
"At this point, a decision must be made."
Azure Dragon gazed ahead, his eyes meeting Evan Lin’s through the windshield, quietly locking eyes.
Their eyes met in midair.
No more words were spoken.
"You can’t do this!"
Zheng Jiayun suddenly became anxious and flustered.
"This is momentum—an unstoppable force."
Azure Dragon took a deep drink of liquor: "If you knew why the Upper‑Grade Lin Clan Patriarch won’t act himself, why That One never appeared, you’d understand."
"Why I must take action."
"I can promise you, no matter what, I’ll try to spare his life."
"Whether it’s for you, for That One, or for Qiuchan."
Qiuchan.
When Azure Dragon mentioned that name, a smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
Then, that smile turned bitter.
All words vanished in a single sigh.
The car door opened.
Azure Dragon got out.
A jug of wine, a sword, and a blue robe!