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230: The Spiritual Finger Cuts Through Magical ArtifactsQin Yue’s willow-like brows shot up in anger, her pretty face frosty. She stepped forward and reprimanded furiously:

”Ouyang Ming! Baili Feng! Have you no shame? You were the ones who broke your word and started the internal strife first!

Now that you see we’ve gained something, you want to seize it by force? Aren’t you afraid of Shopkeeper Feng settling accounts later?”

”Feng Xixi?”

Ouyang Ming sneered, his single eye filled with mockery and disdain.

”It’s still uncertain if she can come out of the core area alive! Even if she does, in the Secret Realm, life and death are fated. Robbing treasures and killing people is commonplace!

Who can prove it was us? Qin Yue, I advise you not to be so stubborn. Following this kid is a dead end! If you’re willing to abandon the darkness for the light and offer up the treasures, perhaps I can spare your life!”

Facing such blatant threats and foul language, Lin Jingyu’s expression remained terrifyingly calm, as if he were watching a clumsy performance by a group of clowns.

He sighed inwardly. These people’s eyes and hearts had been blinded by greed.

Unless Feng Xixi and the others came in person, they couldn’t be suppressed.

He smiled, a smile carrying a sense of condescending pity and mockery, and slowly spoke:

”Elder Ouyang, Elder Baili, it seems the dangers of the Secret Realm haven’t made you any clearer-headed. Do you think...

We are like those Demonic Cultivators, at the end of our strength, and can be easily manipulated by you?

You are welcome to try!”

His voice wasn’t loud, yet it clearly entered everyone’s ears, carrying an inexplicable chill.

Baili Feng, enraged, roared:

”little beast! You still dare to be stubborn when death is at your doorstep! Even if you aren’t injured, so what?

Our numbers are double yours! Brother Ouyang, no need for idle talk with them, act! Kill them, and we’ll split the treasures evenly!”

”Stubborn and seeking your own death!”

A fierce glint burst forth in Ouyang Ming’s eye. He could no longer restrain the killing intent and greed in his heart. With a sudden swing, a long saber appeared.

It transformed into a sharp black light, accompanied by a mournful ghostly wail, striking directly at Lin Jingyu’s face! This strike was imbued with his anger and Demonic Essence, clearly intended to kill in one blow.

Facing this ferocious strike, capable of splitting a Seventh or Eighth Layer of Qi Refining Cultivator in half, Lin Jingyu remained standing, neither dodging nor evading.

Under everyone’s astonished, bewildered, and even slightly pitying gaze, he merely slowly raised his right hand, extending his index and middle fingers.

Upon his fingertips, no spiritual light seemed to flash. They simply and unremarkably met the fierce black light.

”Is he crazy?” an Ouyang Family disciple exclaimed in shock.

”Catching a blade bare-handed? And it’s Elder Ouyang’s full-power strike? Does he think he’s a Foundation Establishment Senior?” another Baili Family Cultivator’s eyes widened.

Even Qin Yue and Xu Shousheng’s hearts were in their throats.

Only Xu Li’s eyes flashed with a peculiar brilliance; he seemed to have sensed the extremely restrained yet unfathomably deep aura on Lin Jingyu, like an abyss.

The next moment, a scene unfolded that everyone would remember for a lifetime!

”Ding!”

A crisp sound, like the striking of jade chimes yet with a metallic vibration, echoed through the valley.

The fiercely incoming ghost-head saber was actually firmly clamped by Lin Jingyu’s seemingly slender and fair fingers, suspended in the air less than three inches from his forehead.

The violent spiritual power attached to the saber body, as if crashing into an invisible, indestructible barrier, instantly dissipated and vanished.

The saber body vibrated violently, emitting an unwilling hum, yet it seemed to be cast in the air, unable to advance another inch.

Time, at this moment, seemed to freeze.

Ouyang Ming’s sinister grin and killing intent instantly froze, turning into extreme shock and disbelief. His single eye widened like a copper bell, staring intently at those two fingers, as if he had witnessed the most incredible thing in the world.

He felt as if he had struck not a flesh-and-blood body, but an ancient, unyielding profound iron divine mountain.

”You... you...” He made a gurgling, strange sound in his throat, like a rooster whose neck had been squeezed, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Baili Feng and the others were as if collectively struck by a body-fixing spell. The greed, arrogance, and cruelty on their faces instantly solidified, then melted away like ice and snow, transforming into boundless fear and a sense of absurdity.

Catching a blade bare-handed? And it was Ouyang Ming’s full-power strike at the Middle Stage of the Ninth Layer of Qi Refining cultivation?

This... how was this possible? Even a Body Cultivator at the Peak of Ninth Level Qi Refining wouldn’t dare to be so presumptuous, would they?

Lin Jingyu calmly looked at Ouyang Ming, whose face was as pale as if he had seen a ghost. The mocking curve of his lips became even more pronounced.

Actually, it wasn’t difficult.

Under his powerful Divine Thought, the spiritual energy circulation path within Ouyang Ming’s Magical Artifact long saber was clearly visible to him.

Every node was easily mastered by him.

He simply clamped his fingers at the weakest point of spiritual energy circulation.

Like a snake caught by its seven-inch vital point.

It could no longer struggle.

Of course, this was also because Ouyang Ming himself was injured, only able to exert seventy to eighty percent of his strength, coupled with his somewhat impure spiritual energy.

That’s why he could be easily handled.

If it were the Magical Artifacts of Feng Xixi and Xu Li, he wouldn’t dare to take them head-on, even with eight hundred guts.

Lin Jingyu exerted a slight force with his fingers. The pure spiritual energy, surging like a river within him, instantly erupted. Through his fingertips, it surged into the Magical Artifact long saber like a destructive torrent.

”Crack... crack... boom!”

A grating sound of shattering echoed!

This long saber, of no inferior quality, began to crack from where it was clamped by his fingers. The cracks spread like lightning across the entire blade.

Finally, after a violent tremor, with a crisp ”boom,” it shattered completely into more than a dozen pieces, clattering to the ground.

Lin Jingyu casually flicked his fingertips, as if merely brushing away a trivial speck of dust.

His gaze, cold, swept over Ouyang Ming and Baili Feng, whose faces were ashen and bodies trembling. His voice was calm, yet carried a suffocating majesty and killing intent:

”Now, tell me, whose burial ground is this place, after all?”

Lin Jingyu exuded an aloof, immortal-like aura, making the opposing crowd afraid to meet his gaze.

Silence, a deathly silence.

In the valley, only the faint sound of the pale purple poisonous miasma slowly flowing remained, along with the heavy, bellows-like breathing of Ouyang Ming, Baili Feng, and the others, filled with indescribable fear.

Shattered!

Elder Ouyang Ming’s famous Magical Artifact long saber was actually crushed by the opponent with just two fingers.

This had completely exceeded their comprehension! What terrifying Physical Body strength would this require? What pure and vast spiritual energy? What powerful control?

Such an act could be called a miracle.

Even among the young talents on the hidden dragon ranking list, how many could achieve this?

Terrifying, truly terrifying!

Even a top-grade Magical Artifact could be shattered so easily.

How terrifying must his strength be! It was probably already on par with Feng Xixi’s. In their fright, their greed-blinded minds cleared up considerably.