The Unparalleled Sword Emperor

"Kid, the fruit in your hands has caught our Qingtian Alliance's eye. Be smart and hand it over or risk losing your life."

Behind Lin Bai, a group of about a dozen men and women with unpleasant expressions had appeared out of nowhere.

There were more than a dozen of them, but their martial arts cultivation was not high. Five at the Martial Arts Fourth Level, seven at the Martial Arts Third Level, and two at the Martial Arts Second Level.

"Qingtian Alliance?" Lin Bai was taken aback for a moment.

On his journey, Lin Bai encountered many people within the Qingling Mountain Range and had heard about the Qingtian Alliance.

There were two major alliances within the Qingling Mountain Range: the Demon Slaying Alliance and the Qingtian Alliance.

Both alliances were specifically formed to hunt demon beasts. Joining an alliance would grant access to many resources. Information such as dangerous locations in Qingling Mountain Range, areas infested with demon beasts, or where True Martial Realm level demon beasts could be found was shared amongst members.

If Lin Bai had been privy to that information, he wouldn't have been wandering aimlessly within the Qingling Mountain Range like he had been.

Initially, Lin Bai had planned to join one of the alliances after obtaining the Pregnant Spirit Fruit to gain some intel on high-level demon beasts' whereabouts and then proceed to hunt them.

The leader of the Qingtian Alliance grew impatient with Lin Bai and yelled, "I told you to give me the fruit. Are you deaf or did you not hear me?"

Coolly, Lin Bai stashed the three Pregnant Spirit Fruits into his arms and retorted, "You want the fruit? Come and grab it yourself!"

Lin Bai had spent a lot of time wandering around the Qingling Mountain Range for over half a month to locate the Pregnant Spirit Fruit. He wasn't going to hand them over that easily.

With a frosty expression, Lin Bai warned, "I advise you to leave now and I will let bygones be bygones. If you insist on seeking death, I won't hesitate to help you take that final journey!"

"Ha ha ha, this guy must be crazy. You're just at the Martial Arts Fourth Level, yet we have five warriors at the same level as you. What makes you think you can fight us?"

"It's hilarious! He actually thinks he can kill us?"

"Brothers, since he refuses to comply, let us show him the might of our Qingtian Alliance!"

The Qingtian Alliance warriors laughed scornfully after hearing this and watched Lin Bai, amused and confident participants in this impending showdown.

In their view, couldn't five warriors of the Martial Arts Fourth Level from their own camp handle a single Martial Arts Fourth Level warrior?

This Lin Bai was already as good as dead to them.

"So stubborn!" Lin Bai brandished his Soul-Slaying Sword.

"Kill!"

"Black Beard Heart Extraction!"

"Raging Bull Fist!"

"Autumn Wind Sword Skill!"

"Sweeping Thousands of Troops!"

"Asura Palm!"

...

These dozen warriors from the Qingtian Alliance charged towards Lin Bai as if they were attacking a demon beast.

"Since you've chosen to court death, allow me to assist you!"

"One Sword Blood Spurt!"

A swift sword light, like a flash of lightning, spread across the crowd.

"Ah! Ah~~"

"Spare me!"

"Kind sir, spare me!"

With a single stroke, Lin Bai instantly killed three of the Martial Arts Fourth Level warriors.

"River of Blood!"

A large swath of sword light fell, and Lin Bai killed all the remaining warriors under his sword.

The power of the Qixue Sword Skill, after all, was not to be underestimated, even if it was a mere Yellow Level Ninth Grade. Even the earlier White-headed Eagle, whose cultivation level was a notch above Lin Bai, died at his hand.

It went without saying just how formidable this Qixue Sword Skill was.

The sword skills, fist techniques, and palm methods unleashed by these Qingtian Alliance warriors were essentially Yellow Level First Grade or Second Grade martial techniques, barely worth mentioning.

After slaying the other warriors from the Qingtian Alliance, only the leading man was left alive, albeit with some minor injuries.

The leading man looked around, noting that all the warriors of their alliance were dead. He sneered, "Kid, do you realize you are already one foot in Yama Hall? No one in Qingling Mountain Range has ever dared to confront our Qingtian Alliance!"

"I didn't want to pick a fight with you all. It's you who truly desired death!" Lin Bai retorted coldly.

"Looking for death? It doesn't seem so. It remains to be seen who will live and who will die between us. With all these warriors dead, the Spirit Fruit and the Treasure Sword you possess will be mine."

This leading man, instead of showing sorrow for the warriors' deaths, revealed a ferocious grin.

All of a sudden, Lin Bai had a premonition. Could it be that this leading man intentionally let him kill those warriors?

"Heavenly Dragon Fist!"

With a chilling laugh, the leading man's muscles bulged as an unsettling, sudden surge of power burst forth in his arm.

He threw a ferocious punch, and the loud roar of a dragon rolled out, sending out a shock wave that came rushing in.

"Pfft—"

Caught off guard, Lin Bai was hit in the chest by the leading man's punch. He flew backward and struggled to get up from the ground, mouth full of blood.

"A Yellow Level Seventh Rank martial skill, indeed impressive! You damn thing, dying under my secret weapon is an honor!" After hitting Lin Bai with his punch, the leading man showed no hesitation. He rushed forward again and aimed another punch at him, as heavy as a skyfall.

"Heavenly Dragon Fist, Second Form, Dragon Soaring in the Sky!"

He leaped into the sky, charging at the clouds, then descended with a punch intending to kill Lin Bai.

"Die!"

Under such a ferocious punch, the leading man was certain Lin Bai was doomed.

"Qixue Sword Skill, Third Form, Blood Wind!"

Boom!

The two forces collided. The instant their immense powers contacted, a shockwave shattered all the grass within the ten-yard radius.

"How is this possible!" Seeing that Lin Bai had managed to block his punch, the leading man was perplexed and frightened. He exclaimed in total shock, "Your sword skill, your sword skill must be at least a Yellow Level Ninth Grade, otherwise, how could you possibly resist the Heavenly Dragon Fist?"

"Any last words? If not, go on your way." Lin Bai's face hardened, and he charged forward.

The leading man finally began to panic, "You dare kill me! You truly dare to kill me! I am a disciple of the Qingtian Alliance, and also a hall master under it. If you kill me, the Qingtian Alliance will surely avenge me until death!"

"I advise you to hand over the fruit obediently, then disable your own Dantian and cut off both arms. Maybe I can beg the Alliance Leader of the Qingtian Alliance to let you die intact!"

Relying on the support of the Qingtian Alliance and his important position within it, the leading man was not afraid of Lin Bai and continued to threaten him.

"Shut up!" Lin Bai said impatiently, his sword aiming straight at the man's throat.

The leading man hastily pleaded, "Don't kill me, don't kill me. Hero, I am the illegitimate son of the Qingtian Alliance Leader. If you spare my life, I can get my father to give you many, many treasures and abundant spiritual medicine!"

Pfft—

Lin Bai, uninterested in the man's nonsense, decisively thrust his sword through the man's throat, killing him.

"Seems like these warriors were attracted by the scream of the White-headed Eagle."

"I wonder how many more warriors have heard the eagle's scream..."

"I can't stay here for long! Let's find a place to refine the Pregnant Spirit Fruit first."

Before leaving, Lin Bai searched the bodies of those warriors, taking everything of value.

He then left the mountain.

Not long after Lin Bai left, a group of top-class experts from the Qingtian Alliance rushed to the mountain peak. A middle-aged man with silvery hair arrived to see the leading man slain by Lin Bai's thrust. Tears welled up in his eyes.

"My son!"

The middle-aged man with silvery hair cried out in agony.

At that moment, an elegant scholar next to the middle-aged man leaned in and said, "Alliance Leader, I have checked. The other brothers and... Lord Yangtian were all killed by a decisive sword strike!"

"This person must be a sword art master, and the sword skill he employed is of high caliber. It must be at least a Yellow Level Seventh Rank martial skill!"

The middle-aged man with silvery hair, wiping away his tears, bellowed, "A sword art master, with a Yellow Level Seventh Rank martial skill or higher... there are less than ten such individuals within the Qingling Mountain Range!"

"Find him! I don't care if you have to dig three feet into the ground, find him! I want to dismember his body into ten thousand pieces!"

"Yes!" responded the scholar.