I am a loser, but I defeated countless geniuses with the Soul-Calming Tower.

Chapter 2428

"when!"

Lin Xuan's battle blade was shattered by a single sword strike, and scorching pure yang divine fire swept over, threatening to engulf Lin Xuan.

A terrifying power erupted from Lin Xuan's body, blasting away the Pure Yang Divine Fire, but it could not stop the longsword that pierced through.

"Pfft!"

Lin Xuan's chest was pierced, and the intense heat of the Pure Yang Divine Fire swept over his body and mind.

"Haha...hahaha..."

Feng Changjian smiled, his eyes filled with the joy of avenging his great enemy.

"metropolitan!"

Wu Mingyao's exclamation rang out at this moment, and the battle on their side completely stopped.

"Hey……"

Wu Mingkong sighed and completely concealed his aura.

At this moment, the outcome is already decided!

Wu Mingyao's eyes reddened, and she turned around and rushed towards Lin Xuan, her beautiful hair dancing wildly. The graceful fairy transformed into a mad fairy in the blink of an eye.

As she wielded her pen, a terrifying aura of killing intent mingled with the Confucian and Taoist spirit.

She needed to rescue them, but they were too far away and there wasn't enough time.

"You seem... to be celebrating too soon!"

Just then, Lin Xuan spoke slowly, causing the nearly frantic Wu Mingyao to pause in her tracks.

Feng Changjian, who was laughing wildly, was also stunned, and his laughter stopped abruptly.

Then, Feng Changjian felt the hilt of his sword suddenly become heavy. Looking down, he saw that Lin Xuan had actually grabbed the hilt of the Chunyang Sword. At that moment, the arrogance in Lin Xuan's eyes turned into greed, and it glowed green.

"you……"

Feng Changjian was astonished, his mind racing, and an incredible conjecture suddenly came to mind.

Lin Xuan did it on purpose, just to get closer to me!

He's a madman, a complete madman. Isn't he afraid I'll kill him with one sword?

"boom!"

At this moment, seemingly to verify Feng Changjian's conjecture, Lin Xuan unleashed an unprecedentedly terrifying power, attempting to seize the hilt of the Pure Yang Sword.

The pure yang sword blade that pierced Lin Xuan's chest disintegrated directly under the terrifying power that erupted within Lin Xuan's body.

Lin Xuan's power surged and rose wildly, rapidly recovering from a state of depletion—a recovery even faster than if he had swallowed a divine pill.

In the blink of an eye, although Lin Xuan was still covered in blood, his injuries had been fully recovered. Although his strength was not at its peak, it was still several levels stronger than Feng Changjian's current state.

"1390 million years of consumption, although it's still a little short, it's enough."

Lin Xuan murmured to himself, a sinister smile playing on his lips, his eyes fixed on Feng Changjian like a demon.

A burst of dark blue light bloomed, and the power of Annihilation was unleashed. The dark blue light rushed out from Lin Xuan's arm and directly enveloped the hilt of the Pure Yang Sword.

"you wanna die!"

The wind sword finally reacted, unleashing its power as if it were free, pouring it into the hilt.

At that moment, a terrifying will seemed to be stirred within the sword hilt, and a vast aura swept out like a raging tide.

"Buzz!"

The world trembled, encountering its first obstacle.

In Lin Xuan's memory, this seemed to be the first time since he had seized various weapons.

The immense will caused cracks to appear in the azure light, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

"Lin Xuan, you're courting death!"

The hilt of the Pure Yang Sword is an imperial weapon. Although it is only a broken imperial weapon, it is not something that anyone can take away just because they want it.

Lin Xuan's idea was good: if he took the sword hilt, he would surely die. But he was terribly wrong. How dare a mere mortal challenge a celestial weapon?

Lin Xuan frowned, his expression turning somewhat grim.

But at this moment, something strange happened.

"boom!"

Deep within his mind, the Soul Suppressing Tower suddenly trembled, and an overwhelming will descended from the third level of the Soul Suppressing Tower, the World-Destroying Blade Tomb...

"This is……"

The strange phenomenon of the Soul-Suppressing Tower startled Lin Xuan.

Then, he clearly felt a disdainful emotion emanating from the world-destroying being.

In this surge of emotion, Lin Xuan clearly felt that the World Destroyer seemed to be saying that he and the Soul Suppressing Tower were originally one, and that this mere broken imperial weapon dared to resist, which was simply courting death.

Lin Xuan's eyes gleamed, then a playful look appeared in them as he curled his lips and looked at Feng Changjian.

At this moment, Feng Changjian's expression changed drastically. He was horrified to find that the hilt of the Chunyang sword in his hand was trembling, conveying a sense of fear.