Myth Beyond Heaven

Chapter 2568: Young Master (1)



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The moment Fan Shen summoned the Human Emperor Sword, the atmosphere on the battlefield shifted dramatically. The air grew heavy, and the ground beneath their feet trembled as if the very earth was recoiling in fear.

The sword radiated an overwhelming aura of authority and destruction, its blade shimmering with a golden light that seemed to pierce through the fabric of reality itself.

Yun Lintian's heart sank as he felt the sheer power emanating from the sword. He had faced countless powerful enemies before, but this was on an entirely different level.

Fan Shen wasn't just strong-he was in a league of his own.

Fan Shen's lips curled into a cold smile as he gripped the hilt of the Human Emperor Sword. "Since you refuse my offer, Yun Lintian, then you leave me no choice. If you won't be my pawn, then you're nothing more than an obstacle to be removed."

RIP!

Without warning, Fan Shen swung the sword. The motion was simple, almost casual, but the result was catastrophic. A golden arc of energy erupted from the blade, slicing through the air with unimaginable force. The ground split open, and the sky itself seemed to tear apart as the attack surged toward Yun Lintian.

Yun Lintian's instincts screamed at him to move, but he knew there was no escaping this. The attack was too fast, too powerful. He had no choice but to face it head-on.

"Get behind me!" Yun Lintian shouted, his voice filled with urgency.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Ye Yingxi hesitated for a moment, but she quickly complied, knowing that Yun Lintian's strength was their only hope of surviving this. She stepped behind him, her dark energy swirling around her as she prepared to support him in any way she could.

Yun Lintian took a deep breath and unleashed everything he had. His Divine Beast bloodlines surged to life, their power coursing through his veins. The aura of the Primordial Sun God erupted from his body, surrounding him in a blazing halo of golden light.

He raised the Heaven Piercing Sword, channeling every ounce of his energy into a desperate defense.

BOOOOOM!!

The golden arc of energy from Fan Shen's attack collided with Yun Lintian's defenses in a deafening explosion. The force of the impact sent shockwaves rippling through the battlefield, obliterating everything in its path.

The ground was reduced to dust, and the air was filled with a blinding light that made it impossible to see.

For a moment, it seemed as if Yun Lintian's defenses might hold. The power of the Primordial Sun God and his Divine Beast bloodlines created a barrier that resisted the onslaught. But it wasn't enough. The sheer force of Fan Shen's attack was too much to withstand.

BANG!

With a sickening crack, Yun Lintian's defenses shattered. The golden arc of energy tore through his barrier, slamming into him with devastating force.

Yun Lintian was thrown backward, his body crashing into the ground with enough force to create a massive crater. Blood spilled from his mouth, and his vision blurred as pain wracked his entire body.

Ye Yingxi, who had been standing behind him, was also caught in the blast. She was sent flying, her body slamming into the ground several meters away. She coughed up blood, her dark energy flickering weakly as she struggled to stay conscious.

Fan Shen stood amidst the destruction, his expression calm and composed. He looked down at Yun Lintian and Ye Yingxi, his eyes filled with a cold indifference.

"Pathetic," he said, his voice dripping with disdain. "You think you can stand against me with such feeble power? You're nothing more than insects beneath my feet."

Yun Lintian struggled to rise, his body trembling with pain and exhaustion. Every movement sent sharp jolts of agony through his limbs, but he refused to give up. He clenched his teeth and forced himself to his feet, his eyes burning with defiance.

Fan Shen's smile widened, but there was no warmth in it. "Still clinging to your illusions, I see. How admirable. But futile."

He raised the Human Emperor Sword once more, the blade glowing with a golden light that seemed to mock Yun Lintian's defiance. "Since you don't appreciate my offer, then you don't deserve to live any longer. This ends now."

Fan Shen swung the sword again, and another golden arc of energy surged toward Yun Lintian. This time, there was no doubt-Yun Lintian wouldn't be able to withstand another attack. He was too injured, too exhausted. This was the end.

But just as the attack was about to hit, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Yun Lintian. The figure was clad in a white robe that covered her from head to toe, her presence calm and serene. She raised her hand, and a barrier of pure light erupted from her palm, blocking Fan Shen's attack with ease.

BOOM!!

The golden arc of energy collided with the barrier, but it didn't even make a dent. The barrier held firm, its light shining brightly against the darkness of the battlefield.

Fan Shen's eyes narrowed, his calm demeanor faltering for the first time. "It's you." He uttered coldly.

The woman in the white robe didn't answer. She simply stood there, her presence radiating an aura of power and authority that even Fan Shen couldn't ignore. She turned her head slightly, her gaze falling on Yun Lintian.

"You've done well to survive this long, Young Master," she said, her voice soft but filled with an undeniable strength. "But this battle is not yours to fight. Not yet."

Yun Lintian stared at her, his mind reeling. Who was this woman? And why did she feel so familiar?

Fan Shen's expression darkened, and he took a step forward. "It seems the trap I've prepared for you wasn't enough."

The woman turned to face Fan Shen, her gaze calm but piercing. "You overestimate yourself, Fan Shen. You will never be able to absorb the power of the other Primordial Gods. That's your

fate."

Fan Shen's eyes narrowed, and for a moment, it seemed like he might attack. But then, he hesitated. Not because he was no match for the woman in front of him, but because he felt that his plan had been disrupted, and it was unwise to continue, as he couldn't reap Yun Lintian's life here under her protection.

With a cold smile, Fan Shen lowered the Human Emperor Sword. "This isn't over," he said, his voice filled with menace. "But for now, I'll let you live. Consider it a gift."

With that, Fan Shen turned and walked away, his figure gradually fading into the shadows. The battlefield fell silent, the tension slowly dissipating as his presence vanished...