"I don’t need you meddling in my affairs."
Lin Chen initially thought about killing the old man in front of him, because the old man was too interfering and blocked his path.
However, for some reason, after a while, he changed his mind. This old man should not die, and if he really killed him, he would become someone who slaughters innocents.
Lin Chen now only wants to deal with all the reputable sects.
Lin Chen leaped and soon arrived at the legendary Kunlun Sect.
All the Kunlun disciples had gathered and were standing at the entrance, ready for battle, determined to compete with this young man.
Standing at the forefront was the legendary Jiujian Xian.
Seeing Jiujian Xian sparked curiosity in him. He wondered who this young person was, possessing such courage and audacity to challenge him directly.
The Kunlun Ancestor slowly stepped forward, looking at the demon Kuangtian hovering in the air, a demon residing within Lin Chen that once terrified the whole continent.
"I didn’t expect you to really come."
Initially, everyone in the Kunlun Sect was terrified. In their view, the arrival of demon Kuangtian meant the inevitable doom of their sect, but when Jiujian Xian returned, their worries vanished.
Lin Chen slowly descended from mid-air, then reached out with his right hand, and a longsword appeared in his hand. He looked at the people not far ahead, his eyes aflame with anger.
"If you all choose to fall before me now, I’ll leave you intact. But if I have to act against you, then you’re doomed."
The words Lin Chen spoke received no response from the surrounding people. To them, he was just telling a ridiculous joke; they absolutely would not retreat or surrender.
"Young master, if you think we are a bunch of cowardly creatures, then you underestimate us; we will never concede or surrender."
Lin Chen held a disdainful attitude toward the words just spoken, thinking that the person before him was overly arrogant.
"It seems you’ve decided to stand firm against me. Since that’s the case, let me ask you—who among you is the strongest to duel me?"
In Lin Chen’s heart, a feeling of solitude and emptiness emerged at the thought of being invincible. He once thought this sentiment was arrogant, but after reaching this level, he found it true.
Everyone unanimously focused their gaze on Jiujian Xian.
Jiujian Xian took out his weapon and slowly walked towards the person not far ahead, determined to take him down.
"Are you sure you want to duel me?"
Lin Chen felt curious, unsure who gave Jiujian Xian such courage and strength, making him think defeating him was simple.
"Are you the Jiujian Xian of Kunlun Sect?"
Jiujian Xian was highly skilled and powerful, a leading figure in Kunlun, rumored to have surpassed the Kunlun Brain organization—a legendary figure in the sect.
Lin Chen had heard numerous stories about Jiujian Xian before his appearance; he was the earliest king on earth.
"That’s right, you’re a smart kid. I’m Jiujian Xian, and if you know I’m here, you’d best leave quickly."
Lin Chen was unclear who gave him such courage, making him so arrogantly bold to speak such words before him.
"In that case, come at me."
Everyone in the Kunlun Sect placed their hope on Jiujian Xian, believing he had reached the pinnacle of their abilities.
They were convinced that once Jiujian Xian struck this young man, his fate would be sealed, leaving them without any need for concern.
Seeing this scene, Lin Chen found it somewhat amusing. They placed too much belief in Jiujian Xian, believing that if he attacked, the opponent wouldn’t withstand a single move.
"Die! Ten Thousand Swords Return."
Jiujian Xian leaped high, gripping his longsword tightly. Around him, countless longswords emitting golden light formed a sword dragon.
This sword dragon, surrounded by golden light, swiftly attacked the young man ahead, like an unending tidal wave.
The Kunlun sect members watching felt stirred; they believed Jiujian Xian’s move could pulverize the opponent.
But Lin Chen stood there without any sign of resistance.
"Is this demon Kuangtian? I couldn’t have imagined you’d be unable to resist my attack."
Lin Chen didn’t respond directly; he thought there was only one reason for his lack of resistance—his opponent wasn’t worth it.
"If that’s what you think, I can only say you overestimate yourself. Do you think you have the qualification to make me truly attack?"
After saying that, Lin Chen casually split his right hand, causing the sword dragon to vanish and crumble.
The people around were shocked and incredulous; to them, this spectacle was truly unexpected.
Many even wanted to slap themselves.
Jiujian Xian was Kunlun’s representative figure, a supreme power, yet he seemed so vulnerable before the young man.
"Keep coming; don’t tell me this is your strongest attack, or you’ll disappoint me." Lin Chen looked at the floating person and shook his head.
Both Jiujian Xian and the Kunlun Ancestor were filled with unprecedented amazement and shock; they hadn’t expected the opponent to be so terrifying.
Lin Chen watched calmly, maintaining a poised demeanor.
"Just so you know, that was merely the beginning; I haven’t been serious. Now it’s time to get real because you’re slightly more formidable than I expected."
After saying that, he gripped his weapon tightly to launch a second attack.

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