Chapter 170: Immortal-Slaying Black Blade, Kill Him

Qingfeng Zhandi's expression changed abruptly, his eyes full of shock, looking at the two imperial weapons on his neck, both worried and puzzled, he looked at Lin Yang and asked.

"You... what are you trying to do?"

Lin Yang's expression was stern, he spoke word by word: "Are you determined to make things difficult for my disciple?"

Qingfeng Zhandi was momentarily at a loss for words, then retorted: "Hasn't she yet agreed to take you as her master?"

After all, Yu Xian'er indeed has not agreed to take Lin Yang as her master; instead, she will only do so after passing the test and obtaining the position of heir to the imperial clan.

He really couldn't understand; the rice hasn't even been cooked, what is Lin Yang's intention with this move now?

Lin Yang's eyes were icy, he said without yielding: "Are you determined to make things difficult for my prospective disciple?"

Qingfeng Zhandi suddenly felt dizzy, his face full of bitterness, he inwardly groaned: "Is this even possible?"

Helplessly.

He could only steel himself and ask: "What exactly do you want?"

Lin Yang paused briefly, then said: "Let her break her inner knot and pass the test."

"Otherwise, this sword and this blade will take your 'life'."

Qingfeng Zhandi had two imperial weapons pressed against his neck, he said with a bitter face: "This doesn't follow the rules, does it?"

Lin Yang slammed the table angrily, shouting: "This is the Mysterious Yellow Continent; here, my rules are the rules!"

"Answer me, can you let her pass the test?"

Qingfeng Zhandi continued to struggle inwardly, appearing extremely unwilling.

But Lin Yang had no intention of yielding; he shouted coldly: "Immortal-Slaying Sword, Black Blade, attack!"

In an instant.

The two imperial weapons shone brilliantly, their powerful aura pressing Qingfeng Zhandi to the brink of suffocation.

It is obvious that, although both are imperial weapons, the Immortal-Slaying Sword and Black Blade are clearly of a higher grade than the Azure Sword.

Seeing this, Qingfeng Zhandi gritted his teeth and said helplessly: "Fine, fine, we'll do as you say."

"Isn't letting her pass the test enough?"

He knew clearly that although he was now formed from a sword illusion, if this sword were truly destroyed, he would suffer severe harm.

Moreover, even if she truly passed the test, it does not mean Yu Xian'er would become the heir of the imperial clan.

Furthermore, even harsher trials await Yu Xian'er down the line.

Furthermore, Yu Xian'er passing the lower realm test is not a good thing; it may actually hasten her path to death.

Since she wants to die so quickly, let's grant her wish.

Hearing Qingfeng Zhandi's words, Lin Yang nodded in satisfaction, slightly raised his hand to collect the imperial weapons, and said: "That's about right."

Seeing that things had come to this, and that he could do nothing against Lin Yang, Qingfeng Zhandi turned his gaze toward Yu Xian'er.

She slowly said: "Since someone is pleading for you, I will give you a chance to take the test."

As her words fell.

Only a hum was heard.

Qingfeng Zhandi's spiritual power surged throughout his body, and a azure sword emitting a chilling cold light hovered before Yu Xian'er.

Qingfeng Zhandi pointed at the azure sword and explained indifferently: "To pass the test, it's actually not difficult; you only need to enter this azure sword and break through its nine layers."

"However, I'll say this upfront: breaking through these layers is not easy, as each layer hides danger, and you might end up losing your skin."

Qingfeng Zhandi paused.

He then looked at Yu Xian'er with a neutral tone and added: "Alright, I've made everything clear; do you have the courage to enter the azure sword and take on the challenge?"

Yu Xian'er gazed calmly at the azure sword before her, about to express her stance.

But Lin Yang's voice suddenly rang out.

"Immortal-Slaying Sword, Black Blade, kill him for me."

In an instant.

The Immortal-Slaying Sword and Black Blade again hummed, erupting with powerful imperial might; the blade and sword body flashed with a chilling light, shooting straight toward Qingfeng Zhandi.

Seeing this, Qingfeng Zhandi's expression changed abruptly as he watched the two imperial weapons rush straight at him.

He was so nervous his voice changed tone.

"Hey, hey, hey."

"What's going on now? I already agreed to you, what else do you want?"

"Hurry, hurry, put away your treasure!"

He was utterly bewildered; he had clearly agreed to give Yu Xian'er a chance to attempt the challenge, yet Lin Yang was now up to what?

Lin Yang's expression was stern, his tone as cold as winter ice, saying: "I mean letting her pass the test, not you setting up nine levels to make things difficult for her."

"If you can do it as required, then hurry up and comply; if you can't, I'll kill you first."

Although Lin Yang's cultivation is only at the Quasi-Emperor Realm, Qingfeng Zhandi possesses the strength of the Great Emperor Realm.

But at this moment he showed no fear.

After all, when a powerhouse from a higher continent descends to a lower continent, they are bound by the heavy shackles of heaven and earth's laws.

Qingfeng Zhandi's true form cannot set foot on the Mysterious Yellow Continent at all.

Thus.

He relies on the two imperial weapons in his hand to have the confidence to contend with him.

Qingfeng Zhandi also understands this principle; he gritted his teeth, eyes wide open, staring fixedly at Lin Yang, his inner anger surging like a raging tide.

But he merely got angry.

He truly had no recourse, only able to suppress his anger and say: "Just letting her pass the test like this—what's the point?"

"Can you grow flowers in a greenhouse that can withstand wind and rain?"

Lin Yang's mouth corner twitched, he let out a cold laugh, and sneered: "Haven't you heard a saying?"

"A disciple's shortcomings can be made up for as long as the master is strong enough."

"You..." Qingfeng War Emperor was left speechless by Lin Yang's words; this guy is truly too arrogant, if not for his true form being restricted, he couldn't have come here.

He must give this ignorant brat a harsh lesson.

"Cut the nonsense, hurry up." Lin Yang urged impatiently.

He is naturally protective of his own; how could he stand by and watch his acknowledged disciple suffer such harassment?

Moreover, who says flowers can't grow well in a greenhouse?

His disciples Li Yilan, Ye Xiaojie, and Zhou Tianming—who hasn't grown under his protection?

Yet each of them stands out, far from being weak and bullyable.

Qingfeng War Emperor gritted his teeth, making a creaking sound, but could only helplessly compromise: "Fine, everything as you say."

Immediately.

He looked at Yu Xian'er, with a hint of unwillingness in his tone, and said: "Congratulations, you have passed the assessment."

However.

Yu Xian'er's face showed no joy; instead, she slowly walked to Lin Yang's side and softly said: "Young Master Lin, I appreciate your kindness."

"But Xian'er really needs this assessment opportunity; I want to use it to prove myself to those who doubt me."

"So, Xian'er hopes to participate in this assessment."

Upon hearing this, Qingfeng War Emperor immediately became displeased and said: "Yu Xian'er, I've already let you pass the assessment; aren't you satisfied?"

"Stop being obstinate; you've already passed!"

But his words hadn't yet faded.

Then Lin Yang gave another order.

"Zhu Xian Sword, Black Blade, kill him for me."

Amid a humming sound.

The Zhu Xian Sword and Black Blade, once again wrapped in fierce imperial might, whistled toward Qingfeng War Emperor.