Chapter 64 The Old Patriarch Strikes, First Battle Victory

Not good.

Witnessing his 2 prized treasures being trapped, Lin Mocheng’s expression shifted abruptly. Without hesitation, he swiftly unleashed a divine ability to strike back.

This divine ability of the Lin Immortal Clan (Organization) is named 'Earthen Divine Thunder', 1 of the renowned 5 Elements Divine Thunder techniques.

Legend has it that if a cultivator could master all 5 Pure Yang Divine Thunder arts—Jia Wood, Geng Metal, Bing Fire, Ren Water, and Wu Earth—they might glimpse a sliver of opportunity to comprehend the supreme divine ability that shakes the heavens: the Great 5 Elements Pure Yang Divine Thunder.

Even across the vast expanse of the Ziyin Realm, the 'Great 5 Elements Pure Yang Divine Thunder' ranked among the top 3 supreme offensive divine abilities. In the immeasurable ages past, those capable of mastering this art were all peerless powerhouses whose names echoed through history.

Unfortunately, only cultivators with 5 Spirit Roots can master all 5 divine thunders simultaneously. With the spiritual energy in the Ziyin Realm now so scarce, high-level 5 Spirit Root cultivators have nearly vanished. For countless years, no 1 has been able to unleash this supreme divine ability.

Although this 'Earthy Yellow Divine Thunder' paled in comparison to the supreme divine ability 'Great 5 Elements Pure Yang Divine Thunder', it was nevertheless a genuine supernatural power, possessing not insignificant might.

Lin Mocheng raised his hand to strike. Under the blazing sun above Verdant Chariot Mountain (Location), a thunderclap tore through clear skies as an earthen-yellow lightning bolt descended from the heavens, coalescing into a Wutu Divine Thunder Pearl that shot toward its target.

Not good.

The old clan leader’s eyes abruptly sharpened. If he allowed this Earth-Sundering Divine Thunder to strike unimpeded, it would likely shake the Li Fire Soul-Burning Array, giving the 2 top-grade Rank 2 magic treasures an opportunity to break free.

At the critical moment, the Old Clan Chief summoned the Blazing Sky Sword.

"Clang—"

A golden sword radiance flashed across the sky as the foremost divine ability in Yu County’s conquest reappeared atop Verdant Chariot Mountain (Location). Striking later yet arriving first, it collided with the Earth-Subduing Divine Thunder.

In an instant, roaring thunder shook the heavens as golden light and lightning-fire energy clashed across the sky. The overwhelming shockwave tore through clouds spanning hundreds of zhang.

"Bzz…"

Having shattered the Earthen Fury Thunder, Lin Mocheng’s face paled slightly. In the end, he no longer possessed any means potent enough to threaten the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss.

In the blink of an eye, the Li Fire God-Devouring Formation enveloped the 2 upper-second-grade magical instruments. The all-encompassing Li Fire scorched them until their radiance dimmed, and they plummeted to the ground, stripped of all brilliance.

Having lost 2 second-grade, high-tier magical instruments, Lin Moyan was like a tiger with its fangs pulled, making him even less of a match for Chen Changxuan.

The Old Clan Chief roared with laughter, channeling his power into the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss Formation. In a sudden surge, the formation swept forth and unexpectedly dragged Lin Mo into its swirling depths.

No matter how formidable the Kunwu Earth-Sundering Bell was, it could not withstand the overwhelming Li Fire of the Li Fire Soul-Burning Array. In less than a quarter of an hour, Lin Mocheng’s mana was nearly depleted.

Left with no choice, he could only plead for mercy while shielding his dimmed innate magical treasure. "Fellow Daoist Chen, your cultivation is profound. This old man admits he is no match for you."

"Please withdraw your magic treasure."

"Haha, I appreciate your gracious concession."

The old clan chief laughed heartily and swept his sleeve. The Li Fire Banner of the Soulscorch Formation coiled around Lin Mocheng, sending him crashing to the ground.

A flicker of venomous resentment flashed through Lin Mocheng's eyes before he quickly suppressed it, his face stiff as he replied.

"Fellow Daoist, your magic treasure is formidable. This old man admits he is no match for you."

"But the Chen Clan lacks a Foundation Establishment, Mid Stage (Cultivation Realm) cultivator. I fear they still cannot defeat us in this upcoming sword duel."

"You speak too soon." Chen Changxu waved his long sleeve. "The final outcome shall only be determined through a proper duel."

The 2 of them landed back in their original positions. The old clan chief cast a glance at Eldrin and asked with a grave expression,

"Are you confident?"

Eldrin nodded confidently and declared, "Rest assured, unless it's a cultivator at Foundation Establishment, Late Stage, I can hold my own against any foe."

"The Lin family has come prepared this time as well. You must not let your guard down."

The old clan leader reminded him with profound sincerity, then let out a sigh. "What a pity we lack sufficient 5 Elements essence. Otherwise, your Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure) could have advanced to mid-second grade, and this battle would undoubtedly have been far less arduous."

Elsewhere, Lin Mocheng landed beside the Lin family members with a face as dark as thunder.

Lin Baixi, standing nearby, noticed his expression and quickly stepped forward to console him, "Clan Leader, there is no need for anger. The outcome of this battle was well within our expectations."

"With that old fox Chen in their ranks, the Chen Clan has already gained the qualification to supplant us." Lin Mocheng's expression was icy as he gazed at Lin Baixi, transmitting his voice in secret. "I specifically entrusted that artifact to you. Do not disappoint me."

"Rest assured, Clan Leader," Lin Baixi nodded and said, "I will surely defeat that Chen family youngster in this duel."

"More than mere defeat." A flicker of killing intent passed through Lin Mocheng's eyes as he continued his mental transmission. "In a sword duel, mystic arts and magical treasures recognize no boundaries."

"If someone were to sustain injuries and be left with a condition that damages their foundation, it would be within reason, wouldn't it?"

Upon hearing this, a faint smile graced Lin Bai Xi's (Person Name) lips. "I understand."

After a brief exchange, the second sword duel was about to commence.

The cultivators of the Chen Clan knew all too well that Chen Qingwan and Lior (Person Name) had only just established their foundations. With their nascent true essence and relatively weak magical treasures, they stood no chance of victory against the Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Lin Family.

Thus, the Chen Immortal Clan had no intention of fighting a third battle at all. By directly deploying Eldrin, they aimed to crush their opponent in 1 decisive strike, securing consecutive victories to replace the Lin Clan.

The Lin Clan was acutely aware of this fact. They knew that capturing Eldrin, who had achieved Foundation Establishment through his own cultivation, would almost certainly guarantee victory in the third round. Thus, they dispatched Lin Baixi.

Lin Baixi was a rising star of the Lin Clan. Though junior to Lin Moqin in both lineage and age, his cultivation surpassed the elder's, having reached the fifth level of Foundation Establishment.

In terms of cultivation base alone, this was in no way inferior to Zuo Mingxu (Person Name), the former head of the Zuo Family.

The 2 soared into the heavens, where Lin Baixi gazed at Eldrin with a faint smile, declaring with unshakable confidence, "Fellow Daoist Chen, though you've achieved Foundation Establishment through your own merits, your cultivation remains merely at the first level. You stand no chance against me."

"My Dharma Sword has no regard for mercy. To spare you from grievous injury, I suggest you concede defeat now."

Eldrin's eyes flickered slightly as he calmly declined, "Thank you for your reminder, fellow daoist. My cultivation is still unrefined, and should I inadvertently cause you harm, I beg your utmost forgiveness."

"Let us begin."

As Lin Baixi’s words fell, he abruptly summoned a flying sword, slashing through the air in a swift arc. The blade radiated a pale cyan glow—it was none other than a mid-grade, second-tier flying sword.

Eldrin’s eyes flickered as he summoned the Mingxu Sword to counter. This sword, originally named the Mingyuan Void God Sword, was the very magic treasure that had made Zuo Mingxu famous.

This sword was forged from 2 rare treasures—millennium-old cold iron and elite aqua essence—then tempered with the dual energies of aqua and gengmetal. Its might rivaled even the late patriarch's Crimson Flame Qi (Spiritual Root) spirit blade without the slightest disadvantage.

The greatest advantage of the 5 Spirit Roots lies precisely here—they can unleash the full power of flying swords and magical treasures of all 5 attributes.

Now that this flying sword had fallen into Eldrin’s hands, though it could not rival the astonishing power of Zuo Mingxu’s blade, it stood out as exceptional among mid-grade second-tier flying swords. It clashed fiercely with Lin Baixi’s Cyan Radiance Flying Sword, each trading blow for blow.

Lin Baixi was not surprised in the least. He knew perfectly well that a single mid-second-grade flying sword alone could never subdue Eldrin.

He flicked his wrist, releasing a streak of silver light that shot forward. Eldrin focused his gaze and realized the radiance had materialized into a slender, needle-like magical artifact.