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The atmosphere was extremely tense.

Thousands upon thousands of flying swords hovered in the sky; this was the protective formation of the Qingyun Sect. Disciples from other sects had already drawn their weapons, glaring at Xie Wanning as if they wanted to devour her alive.

Xie Wanning wanted to step forward, but Lin Xuanjin shielded her behind him: "Don't be afraid, Master will protect you."

Xie Wanning stopped in her tracks, and Lin Xuanjin blocked her way, so she could only see Lin Xuanjin's tall back.

Lin Xuanjin bowed, a smile on his face, but caution and coldness in his eyes: "Fellow Daoists, let me introduce you. This is my eldest disciple, Xu Weilin. We have come together today to participate in the sect competition."

"Sect Leader Lin, Xu Weilin murdered over a hundred sect disciples in the Void Secret Realm, seized the Invincible Daoist's inheritance, and colluded with the Demonic Sect. Sect Leader Lin, are you sure you want to acknowledge this disciple?" Xiao Zheng, the Valley Master of Ten Thousand Beasts Valley, narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone full of warning.

She had dealt with Lin Xuanjin before, wanting to use Twilight Snow Peak as a breeding ground for ice-type spirit beasts. Unfortunately, Lin Xuanjin refused. She naturally knew Lin Xuanjin's stubbornness, but still admired his cultivation and character, so she wanted to kindly offer a word of advice.

Lin Xuanjin knew Xiao Zheng's thoughts, of course. Having traveled the martial world for many years, he could tell that although Xiao Zheng had a fiery temper, he was a good person. Even when he refused to submit Muxue Peak to Wanshou Valley, Xiao Zheng did not force him.

Lin Xuanjin shook his head decisively, raised one hand, and shielded Xie Wanning behind him: "Xu Weilin is my eldest disciple, and no one can change that fact."

Xie Wanning looked at Lin Xuanjin's tall figure in front of her. Her view was blocked, and she couldn't see the hateful looks in the eyes of the sect leaders and disciples. At this moment, Xie Wanning only felt a strange sense of peace in her heart.

"Sect Leader Lin, harboring members of the Demonic Sect is a grave taboo in the cultivation world. Do you intend to make an enemy of the entire cultivation world?" Zhuge Kuang, the leader of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, said grimly.

Lin Xuanjin remained calm, his tone full of certainty: "My eldest disciple has not colluded with the Demonic Sect; she has absolutely no connection with them."

"Lin Xuanjin, I don't know how you were bewitched by this witch. You need to understand that you have other disciples. Do you think they are willing to bear unwarranted accusations as well?" Ling Moqing, the sect leader of Yunxiao Sect, looked anxious, his body tense, ready to exert his strength.

He had fought alongside Lin Xuanjin, so he didn't want to hurt her.

Lin Xuanjin turned his head and saw the resolute gazes of the other four disciples. Even Mu Ruo was not hiding behind Mu Zhi. He understood that his disciples were always standing with him.

"Brother Ling, I will not believe those rumors. The innocent are innocent. I know perfectly well whether my eldest disciple has done those things or not." Lin Xuanjin looked ahead resolutely, like a great general bravely facing thousands of troops on the battlefield.

Everyone understood Lin Xuanjin's attitude, and no one came forward to persuade him anymore.

The sword formation in the sky was arranged in a row, and the disciples around it were eager to try their skills.

Lin Xuanjin drew his natal sword, Frostbite Sword, ready to fight to the death with everyone.

The sounds of swords being drawn, magical weapons attacking, and a sword formation opening wide—tens of thousands of attacks were about to strike.

Lin Xuanjin swung his sword, and instantly all was silent. All attacks froze in mid-air, becoming a magnificent iceberg.

The air around was as cold as on the winter solstice, and the square was covered with a large amount of white snow.

All the disciples of the sects with lower cultivation levels were shivering from the cold, and sneezing was heard everywhere.

The leaders of the eight major sects all frowned slightly, becoming wary. They hadn't expected the leader of a small sect to possess such formidable strength.

A hint of displeasure flashed in Yan Ze's eyes, and faint purple lightning could be seen around his body.

Looking at the snow-covered scene before her, Xie Wanning couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion.

I never expected Lin Xuanjin to be so powerful; the Cold Sword Technique is incredibly strong.

Suddenly, a purple figure appeared in front of Lin Xuanjin.

Lin Xuanjin used the sharp sword in his hand to block the attack, but only felt a soreness in his palm, as if he had been electrocuted.

Yan Ze, standing before him, was surrounded by electric lightning, his eyes blazing with fury.

Was he angry because someone disrupted the sect's grand competition?

Xie Wanning was startled. She had rarely seen Yan Ze so angry. What was wrong? Did he recognize her?

Probably not. Her appearance and cultivation have both changed; Yan Ze shouldn't recognize her.

Indeed, Yan Ze didn't even glance at Xie Wanning. His gaze lingered on Lin Xuanjin, his eyes filled with undisguised ruthlessness and killing intent.

Fearing that Xie Wanning and the others might get hurt, Lin Xuanjin quickly flew into the sky and started fighting with Yan Ze.

Silver and purple figures intertwined continuously, their swords flying wildly in the sky.

Xie Wan Ning felt a surge of urgency: Yan Ze was already at the mid-stage of the Mahayana realm, while her master was at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm. Her master wouldn't be able to hold on for long, and she couldn't just sit and wait to die.

The attacks from the sect disciples in front of her came one after another, fierce and aggressive, as if they wanted to beat Xie Wanning to a pulp.

Meng Qingyue and the others behind Xie Wanning had never seen such a scene before and were completely at a loss for what to do.

Suddenly, three Grade 8 defensive magic artifacts activated simultaneously, and a Grade 8 defensive array appeared beneath Meng Qingyue and the others' feet, creating a powerful defensive shield around them.

In an instant, all attacks were ineffective, only producing a booming sound outside the defensive magic shield.

"Second Junior Brother, this defensive shield can withstand attacks from those below the Mahayana stage. You all stay inside the shield and don't go out. I'm going to help Master," Xie Wanning anxiously instructed.

Xie Wanning knew that the group outside only had her as their target, and Meng Qingyue and the others should be safe. However, Xie Wanning couldn't guarantee what irrational things those enraged people might do, so she used 30% of her spiritual power to form a defensive shield to ensure the safety of Meng Qingyue and the others.

She looked up again and saw the silver figure retreating repeatedly, while the purple figure's attacks grew increasingly fierce.

Xie Wanning felt guilty. She had only wanted to see how Lin Xuanjin would help her. She thought that her master was quite powerful, and she could defend herself after her master finished making his harsh words. She never expected Yan Ze to suddenly launch an attack.

Isn't Yan Ze always calm and composed? Why would he personally attack Lin Xuanjin? Could there be some past grudge between them?

Xie Wanning didn't have time to think further and quickly left the defensive shield.

As soon as she stepped outside, a gigantic fist, carrying the force of creation, hurtled towards her.

Xie Wanning quickly dodged, only then realizing that the person in front of her was Ling Moqing, the sect leader of Yunxiao Sect.

Xie Wanning didn't want to waste time, so she instantly used an eighth-grade teleportation talisman to teleport to mid-air, leaving Ling Moqing standing there in a daze.

However, as soon as Xie Wanning reached mid-air, a fierce seventh-rank black eagle attacked her.

Just as the eagle's talons were about to pierce her shoulder, a barrier suddenly appeared, protecting Xie Wanning. The black eagle outside the barrier was struck by the lightning shadow needles thrown by Xie Wanning, its whole body was paralyzed by electricity, and it fell directly from mid-air.

Xiao Zheng, the master of the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts and the owner of the Black Eagle, hurriedly caught the unconscious Black Eagle and looked at Xie Wan Ning with vicious eyes.

Xie Wanning didn't look at her, and activated the eighth-grade teleportation talisman to go to Lin Xuanjin's location.