"Why are you so certain?"
Jenna Jiang looked at him in surprise.
Harvey Li didn't even bother to look at her. His gaze remained fixed on Master Lin from Seacrest and the five Elders in the distance.
It seemed that, in all the world, only those people could draw his attention.
"Hanbin... did something happen to you?"
Kevin Qin frowned and asked, "I keep feeling like something's off about you."
Harvey Li shook his head, stayed silent, and couldn't be bothered to respond to Kevin Qin.
Kevin Qin was about to press him further, but suddenly heard a deafening roar erupt from the distance.
All of them turned to look that way.
In a single glance,
There was a cold, almost tangible sword light, leaving behind streaks of dazzling brilliance between heaven and earth.
Smoke and dust billowed everywhere.
All the shattered stones and rubble nearby had been sliced into fine powder.
It was as if everything within that small area had been completely cut apart.
A terrifying sword intent swept toward everyone present.
This sword intent didn't cause physical harm, but the surging tide of sword energy made even the elites of Nightstar, Moonshade, and Hidden Dragon change color.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Five figures in a row were blasted out of the smoke and dust, sent flying backward.
With a huge crash, they slammed into the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Five Elders of the Upper-Grade Lin Clan—is this all you've got?"
"With such pathetic strength, who gave you the guts to stand before me?"
The youth's cold voice cut through the layers of smoke, reaching everyone's ears.
Everyone turned toward the sound.
And saw, emerging from the haze, the silhouette of a young man.
The sword in his hand was gone.
Only that tall, slender figure remained, unchanged.
Wind lifted the bangs over his forehead, exposing his dark eyes—still as calm and deep as ever.
"The five Elders of the Upper-Grade Lin Clan, defeated just like that?"
"How is this possible... This makes no sense!"
"There's no way Master Lin from Seacrest could be this strong!"
"Even if he carries the blood of the Upper-Grade Lin Clan, he shouldn't be this powerful! What on earth is going on?"
In front of the TV,
Countless experts watching the battle were all stunned in their hearts.
Waves of shock rolled deep inside them.
Especially seeing the youth standing there without a scratch, they felt their entire worldview had been overturned.
A person whose veins carried the blood of the Upper-Grade Lin Clan.
Facing off against five others with the same bloodline—all at the same time!
These five were among the best of the Upper-Grade Lin Clan!
Everyone had thought Master Lin from Seacrest was doomed for sure.
But now, all five had been utterly defeated and lay sprawled on the ground.
Everyone felt like their brains just couldn't keep up.
Looking at Evan Lin over there, they felt a genuine sense of fear.
"How dare you..." One of the five Elders clutched his chest, his hair disheveled, all his former aura of superiority gone.
His eyes were full of panic and unease, especially as he felt his heart sealed by sword intent!
"It won't be long before all of you die."
Evan Lin spoke calmly: "I've sealed the hearts of all five of you with sword intent. When the time comes, you'll leave this world."
"I'm sparing your lives for now so you can personally witness how your so-called Upper-Grade Lin Clan is defeated by me today."
Evan Lin's tone was light, as if he were talking about something utterly trivial.
"Such arrogance! You—"
"You have no idea what kind of existence you're really facing!"
"You have no idea why the Upper-Grade Lin Clan are considered superior!"
The Elders' faces turned red with fury, their voices dripping with murderous intent.
But they couldn't move at all.
If they so much as twitched, the sword intent locked in their hearts would mercilessly slice them apart.
It was like a shackle, binding them in place.
Thinking back to the battle just now, even the Elders themselves couldn't help but feel a chill deep inside.
That sword intent was terrifying to the extreme!
They had never—never in their lives—seen such horrifying sword intent!
It was something far beyond ordinary sword energy.
But how could Master Lin from Seacrest, barely twenty years old, possibly possess such terrifying sword intent?
It just...
It just didn't make any sense!
The five Elders tried to get up, but their limbs were weak; halfway up, they collapsed back to the ground.
Their pale faces revealed their current state.
"Where are the rest of your Upper-Grade Lin Clan? It's about time they showed up."
Evan Lin spoke slowly, his hair blowing in the wind as he looked toward the horizon—the direction the five Elders had come from.
But now, things were different.
From the horizon, a series of thunderous booms echoed.
It sounded like ten thousand horses galloping—iron cavalry stomping the earth, shaking the world with terrifying might.
Soon enough,
From the horizon, billowing clouds of dust appeared.
At the very front were nine horses clad in silver armor, each with a single horn and wings on their limbs.
Behind them, they pulled a grand chariot.
The chariot didn't travel on land, but hovered low in the air.
It was extravagantly luxurious—the body of the chariot gleamed with opulent splendor.
Around the chariot, countless attendants marched quickly.
At a glance, the group didn't seem all that large.
At most, there were a little over a hundred people.
Yet these hundred or so people, from hundreds of miles away, made the ground here tremble.
Thunderous booms echoed everywhere.
It was like war chariots roaring.
Wherever they passed, mountains and rivers yielded, streams dared not block their way!
"It's the Patriarch..."
"Well, well, well! Master Lin from Seacrest, you dare disrupt the Upper-Grade Lin Clan's grand plans! Now that the Patriarch himself has arrived, let's see how arrogant you can be!"
"Hahaha! You're dead, dead for sure!"
The five Elders saw the chariot and grew excited, shouting out loud.
Blake Lin, lying on the ground, unable even to stand, gazed deeply at the approaching chariot. He couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh, followed by a sigh.
How did it come to this?
It was supposed to be just Master Lin from Seacrest—nothing more.
At his peak, Blake thought he could crush him with a wave of his hand.
But unexpectedly, all his strength was gone, and he was utterly defeated.
Not just him—the five Elders were each worse off than the last.
But in the end, all of this was about to come to an end.
The Patriarch of the Upper-Grade Lin Clan!
What kind of existence was that?
Today, all for Evan Lin, they had come in force.
This time,
They would not rest until their goal was achieved!