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The battle raged on. Furious, the Four Fiend Venerables unleashed their full strength, desperately resisting Lin Xun’s assault. For the moment, they managed to withstand him, and the clash only grew all the more violent.   0

Despite that, Lin Xun showed no fear and instead only delight. This was exactly the kind of battle he needed to force a breakthrough to the intermediate Heavenly Longevity Stage!0

If he had wished to kill them outright, he would have already invoked the Time Stopping ability. As for the Gate of Exile and the Blade of Time, he had no intention of wasting such supreme powers on opponents like them. Why bring out a butcher’s blade to slaughter chickens?0

In the distance, Feiyun’s heart surged with emotion. His thoughts drifted back seventeen thousand years. Back then, Fang Daoping had descended upon the Empty Hidden World alone like an invincible god of slaughter, killing without pause. Blood ran in rivers, heads rolled, and the terrified roars of immortals thundered ceaselessly across the heavens!  0

Now, Lin Xun, a mere deputy deacon, a youth who had only just stepped into the Immortal Stage, was standing alone against the siege of four venerables. His brilliance was no less dazzling than Fang Daoping’s back then!1

Rumble!0

In the frenzied, heart...0