The Legend of the Netherworld

An unprecedented determination ignited in Lin Xiao's heart. The anger and helplessness of being betrayed and hunted had turned into a raging fire in his body.

Watching Wang Haohao approaching, he suddenly stopped, his eyes fixed on the cold figure. A surge of emotion surged in his heart, and he realized he could no longer escape. This battle was not just for himself, but also for those who had helped him and offered him warmth in his darkest moments.

"Escape?" Lin Xiao sneered, "Why should I run away?"

Wang Haohao was slightly stunned, obviously not expecting Lin Xiao to suddenly change like this. Lin Xiao smiled coldly, his eyes flashing with madness: "Since you insist on forcing me to death, then I will let you know who the real prey is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a sudden step forward, channeling all his spiritual energy. A surge of energy erupted in the air, instantly snapping the surrounding trees and sending dust flying. Lin Xiao's aura suddenly became extremely terrifying, and the powerful sense of oppression made Wang Haohao's face change. Although he had long seen Lin Xiao's potential, he still felt a deep sense of threat when facing Lin Xiao's aura.

"The strength of the Jiachen Fifth Realm..." A hint of surprise flashed in Wang Haohao's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. "Even if you are stronger, you can't escape today."

As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword shot out like lightning, heading straight for Lin Xiao's chest. The sword light flashed, as if it was about to tear through the air, and the speed was so fast that no one could react.

A cold light flashed in Lin Xiao's eyes. He suddenly jumped up, and his figure passed through the gap of Wang Haohao's sword light like a ghost. He waved his left hand and performed the "Tiger Roar Palm". A powerful palm force blasted towards Wang Haohao's chest like thunder.

"boom!"

Wang Haohao was instantly blown away, slamming heavily into the rock wall, leaving a deep crack. He endured the severe pain in his body, a flash of astonishment in his eyes: "You... are so strong!"

Lin Xiao stared at him mercilessly, his eyes full of indifference: "This is just the beginning." Before he finished speaking, his body flashed and he pounced on Wang Haohao again.

Wang Haohao's heart tightened, and he immediately activated his internal strength. The long sword danced violently, and the sword energy surged, like a series of sharp wind blades, attacking Lin Xiao.

However, Lin Xiao didn't stop. He continued to charge at Wang Haohao, letting the sword energy come crashing down on him. Every muscle in his body was filled with explosive power. He unleashed his "Dragon Wandering Across the Seas" technique once again, his figure dodging the sword energy like a ghost in an instant, heading straight for Wang Haohao's chest.

"Die!" Lin Xiao growled, swung his right fist, and smashed it hard into Wang Haohao's chest with a strong sound of breaking through the air.

A trace of panic flashed in Wang Haohao's eyes. He tried to use his internal energy to resist, but was still hit by the punch. His body was instantly sent flying. There was a loud noise from the bones in his chest. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale instantly.

"Who... who are you?" Wang Haohao's voice trembled, and he was obviously a little scared. He hadn't expected that Lin Xiao's strength was far beyond his expectations, and even his own killer moves could not cause any effective damage to him.

Lin Xiao sneered and slowly walked towards Wang Haohao who was lying on the ground: "You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know that your Xiaoyao Sect has begun to fall."

He walked closer to Wang Haohao step by step, the coldness in his eyes as biting as ice.

"Xiaoyao Sect, die!" Lin Xiao roared, and the spiritual energy in his body swept out like a tide. Like an angry beast, he pounced on Wang Haohao and swallowed him up in an instant.

Wang Haohao only had time to let out a desperate scream before he was swallowed by Lin Xiao's energy and fell to the ground in an instant.

Lin Xiao stood beside Wang Haohao's body, panting and covered in blood, but his eyes still burned with intense anger and determination. He knew that this was just the beginning. In his eyes, the Xiaoyao Sect had long been an existence that he could not tolerate.

"Xiaoyao Sect..." Lin Xiao repeated the name in a low voice, a cold light flashing in his eyes, "I won't let you leave alive."

He looked around coldly, and suddenly, his eyes stopped on a mountain in the distance. On the mountain stood a huge building complex - that was the headquarters of the Xiaoyao Sect, the Xiaoyao Sect's base camp hidden in the mountains.

"It's time to end." Lin Xiao said softly, then he turned around abruptly and walked towards the Xiaoyao Sect's headquarters without hesitation.

This time, he wasn't fleeing, but attacking proactively, determined to make all those who had hurt him pay. His steps were firm and powerful, as if each step was treading on the enemy's heartbeat. Lin Xiao had already decided that this hatred would never end, until the Xiaoyao Sect was destroyed and all those who pursued him were torn to pieces!

He faced the blood-red sunrise in the sky and headed towards the Xiaoyao Sect's headquarters, ready for an even greater bloody battle...

Lin Xiao's steps grew more resolute, each one brimming with unstoppable resolve. The flames of anger burning within him over Shangguan Qingqing's death were unquenchable. The existence of the Xiaoyao Sect had long been a thorn in his heart, the deeper it pierced, the more painful it became. And he had decided to remove it all.

He walked swiftly, his feet whirling like the wind, as if his figure had melted into the earth, and the pressure in the air increased. Along the way, Lin Xiao encountered no more obstacles. Clearly, the Xiaoyao Sect was unaware that such a powerful enemy had quietly approached, and that he was ready to carry out this feud to the end.

After several days of travel, Lin Xiao finally arrived at the Xiaoyao Sect's headquarters. Standing before this majestic mountain gate, his gaze was as sharp as a knife, revealing an incomparable coldness and determination. The Xiaoyao Sect's headquarters was not only a symbol of the entire sect, but also one of the most powerful cultivation sects in the world. It was filled with powerful individuals, and its leader was a supreme master of the Jiachen Fifth Realm.

"This time, no one can stop me." Lin Xiao whispered to himself, then suddenly stepped into the door.

The base camp was unusually quiet, as if all the cultivators were either asleep or engaged in some kind of training. However, this silence was quickly broken by Lin Xiao's arrival. His aura swept in like a torrent, causing a commotion in the surroundings.

"Who?" A low voice came from inside the door, and then a figure suddenly jumped out and quickly locked onto Lin Xiao's position.

The newcomer was wearing the robes of the Xiaoyao Sect, with a stern expression and a tall stature. He fixed his gaze on Lin Xiao, his eyes filled with hostility and vigilance. "Who are you? How dare you trespass into the territory of the Xiaoyao Sect?"

Lin Xiao sneered, his hand already grasping the power of the "Weapon Control Technique". Spiritual energy surged, and the surrounding air seemed to be sucked away, gradually condensing into a huge airflow. "Your people all died for Shangguan Qingqing's death." After he finished speaking, he immediately slapped out with his palm.

This palm strike was not just a physical attack; it also released a powerful spiritual energy wave, striking the intruder like a thunderbolt. Although the intruder was swift, he was unable to dodge Lin Xiao's blow. He was knocked back several feet and slammed into the stone wall behind him, sending stone chips flying.

However, this blow did not completely deprive him of his fighting ability. The man quickly stabilized his body and looked at Lin Xiao coldly: "Dare to break into my Xiaoyao Sect, you are seeking death!"

As he spoke, he activated his spiritual energy, and the space around him instantly became tense, as if being restrained by a powerful force. He waved his hand violently, and the long sword in his hand was wrapped in spiritual energy, turning into a cold light and flying towards Lin Xiao.

Lin Xiao looked at the flying sword, a cold light flashing in his eyes. He leaped up like lightning, avoiding the sword's attack. Then, he waved his hand and unleashed the "Tiger Roar Palm" again. The force was so astonishing that it almost tore through the air.

The man barely blocked the attack and was forced to step back a few steps again. His face was solemn: "Who... are you?"

"Lin Xiao." Lin Xiao responded indifferently, staring at the other party coldly, his eyes filled with unconcealable anger and murderous intent.

As his voice fell, everything around him seemed to be silent, with only the sound of the wind whistling past.

"Lin Xiao?" The man was slightly startled, clearly familiar with the name. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and he sneered, "So it's you. You dare to come here? You're courting death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he moved his body and released a powerful aura, as if an invisible wall of energy enveloped Lin Xiao. This person was obviously not an ordinary cultivator, but an elder of the Xiaoyao Sect, with unfathomable strength.

A hint of coldness flashed in Lin Xiao's eyes. "You are just a guard dog of the Xiaoyao Sect."

Before he finished speaking, he moved like the wind, unleashing all his might as he lunged at the man. The distance between them instantly shortened, and the fluctuations in the spiritual energy in the air caused the surrounding environment to change dramatically. Lin Xiao's fist met his opponent's with overwhelming force, and the elder, unwilling to be outdone, swung his sword to meet his blow.

The two forces collided violently, making a loud noise and shaking the air. The surrounding trees were instantly knocked down, leaving a mess.

However, Lin Xiao did not stop after this attack. His body was like a fierce tiger. He quickly approached the elder and struck out with a palm, pressing down hard on the opponent's chest.

A trace of fear flashed in the elder's eyes. He quickly used his internal energy to block the palm, but Lin Xiao's strength was too strong. The palm hit him like thunder. The elder's body was instantly knocked back and hit the surrounding rock wall, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"You...you!" The elder gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with anger and unwillingness, "You dare to kill me!"

"Your death is not a pity." Lin Xiao responded coldly, with a hint of ruthlessness in his tone.

As he uttered these words, his figure disappeared again, silently approaching the elder like a ghost. Before the elder could react, Lin Xiao had already appeared beside him and slapped him with his palm.

The elder's body suddenly stiffened, his eyes filled with despair.

"This is the end of you." Lin Xiao said coldly, and the power of his palm burst out, and the elder's body was blown into pieces in an instant.

After the battle, Lin Xiao stood there, breathing slightly faster, blood dripping from his hands. He looked at the battlefield in front of him, his eyes without any regret, only a deep coldness and determination.

"Xiaoyao Sect... die today!"

Lin Xiao's eyes swept around him. The shattered ground, fallen trees, and the stench of blood in the air seemed to speak of his anger and determination. Although he had won this battle, it had only solidified his conviction: the Xiaoyao Sect must be destroyed. Shangguan Qingqing's death had become an indelible scar in his heart, and the Xiaoyao Sect was the culprit.

Without waiting for the surrounding cultivators to react, Lin Xiao leaped up again, charging towards the core area of ​​the Xiaoyao Sect like a ferocious beast. At this point, the Xiaoyao Sect reacted quickly, alarms blared in all directions, and masters within the sect began to gather, creating a tense atmosphere.

"You bold thief, how dare you trespass into my Xiaoyao Sect!" An angry shout was heard, accompanied by a sharp sword energy, which quickly cut towards Lin Xiao.

Lin Xiao didn't turn around, only chuckling softly. He swung out a palm gust, instantly dispelling the sword energy. With a slight tilt of his body, he charged forward again. The surrounding cultivators, observing this, tried to stop him, but Lin Xiao's speed was too great, darting through them like a ghost, making it nearly impossible for anyone to discern his presence.

"Stop!" Another strong man came from the front. This man had a stern face, holding a long sword, and his aura was as steady as a mountain. He was one of the core elders of the Xiaoyao Sect. His cultivation was among the five realms of Jiachen, and he was definitely a top strong man.

A cold glint flashed in Lin Xiao's eyes. He threw aside the cultivator blocking his way and swiftly struck the elder with a single punch. Wherever his fist passed, the air was compressed into a massive shockwave, and the scene before him seemed to be torn apart.

The elder's eyes focused, and he quickly mobilized his sword energy, sending it vibrating as he charged towards Lin Xiao's fist. However, Lin Xiao's power was far too great. The elder felt an overwhelming surge of force, and his body was suddenly thrown back, falling to the ground, spitting blood, and nearly losing his ability to fight.

"You can't stop me." Lin Xiao said coldly, as if it was a prophecy of the devastating blow that was about to happen.

As his words fell, Lin Xiao waved his sleeves, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth erupted with his movement, instantly transforming into an invisible shock wave that wreaked havoc in all directions. Those cultivators who dared to stand in his way were repelled one after another, and even several vulnerable low-level cultivators were directly shattered into dust.

Lin Xiao advanced triumphantly, reaching the Xiaoyao Sect's main hall. Before him stood a crowd of Xiaoyao Sect's elite cultivators. Each one exuded a powerful aura, their sword energy surging, clearly prepared to resist Lin Xiao.

"It's finally here." A hint of provocation flashed in Lin Xiao's eyes. He took a deep breath and mobilized all his strength to prepare for this final decisive battle.

"Kill!" Lin Xiao roared and attacked fiercely. A huge palm force swept out like a torrent, and the ground of the entire hall shook violently.

The monks were already prepared. They all swung their swords to meet the attack, their sword energy shooting towards Lin Xiao like arrows. However, in the face of Lin Xiao's overwhelming palm power, these attacks were almost useless. He swatted them all away like shattered glass.

"Your era is over," Lin Xiao gritted his teeth and then launched a fierce strike. With this strike, the atmosphere within the Xiaoyao Sect's main hall seemed to be torn apart. The spiritual energy in the air instantly surged, followed by an unstoppable airflow, like a torrent that could destroy the world.

All the monks who tried to resist were hit by this torrent and were knocked away in an instant. No one could resist.

"Who dares to break into my Xiaoyao Sect?"

Suddenly, a deafening roar came from the hall, and then a pressure like a mountain pressed down on Lin Xiao, as if the whole world was shrouded in this pressure.

Lin Xiao's heart moved. The source of this pressure was the ancestor of the Xiaoyao Sect. His strength had reached the peak of the fifth level of Jiachen. He was definitely a strong man who was difficult to deal with.

However, Lin Xiao showed no fear. With a determined look in his eyes, he grabbed the ground with his right hand. The ground cracked open, and a huge sword emerged from the ground. Lin Xiao grasped the hilt and said coldly, "Today is your doom."