Projection of the Heavens: I prove my immortality through slaughter.

The aftershocks of the Starfall Arena finals had not yet subsided when the name of "Black-Robed God of Slaughter" Lin Xuan swept through Chenxi Ancient City like a storm. The reward of ten drops of Star Essence Liquid was enough to make any Foundation Establishment cultivator envious, and Lin Xuan's terrifying strength and ruthless style attracted the attention of countless people who were either wary, resentful, or had ulterior motives.

No more than three days after the tournament ended, trouble began to follow.

The first to come knocking were several young prodigies who were quite famous in the ancient city. They were either from powerful cultivation families or elites of sects. They were usually arrogant and disapproving of Lin Xuan, this suddenly emerging "wildcat" leader, believing that he had only won by luck through some strange supernatural power.

On this day, Lin Xuan was consolidating his cultivation in his cave in the Star Origin District, comprehending the magical civilization knowledge contained in the virtual godhood, when the protective array outside the cave was simultaneously triggered by several powerful auras.

"Lin Xuan! Come out and fight!" "Hiding and cowardly, what kind of skill is that? Do you dare to fight us fairly?" "If you win, this bottle of 'Millennium Stone Milk' is yours! If you lose, obediently hand over five drops of Star Essence Liquid and apologize to us!"

The voice was arrogant, carrying undisguised provocation. Through the array, Lin Xuan's divine sense swept over and saw four figures standing outside the cave, three men and one woman, all with cultivation levels ranging from late Foundation Establishment to Great Perfection. They were dressed in luxurious clothes and had extraordinary auras; they were the direct descendants of several major families and sects in the city.

Lin Xuan frowned slightly. He didn't want to cause trouble, but he was never afraid when trouble came knocking on his door. What's more, the other party had offered "Millennial Stone Milk," a treasure that nourishes the body and warms the meridians, as a prize.

He moved swiftly and appeared outside the cave, his gaze calmly sweeping over the four people.

"Who goes first?" The tone was indifferent, as if asking about a trivial matter.

This attitude further enraged the four prodigies.

"Arrogant!" A young man in a crimson robe, with an arrogant expression, stepped forward first. He was a true disciple of the Li Huo Sect, named Yan Yangzi, a Foundation Establishment cultivator at the Great Perfection stage, whose Li Huo spells were incredibly powerful. "Let me, Yan Yangzi, deal with you!"

Before he finished speaking, his hands had already formed hand seals, and flames rose around him, transforming into nine lifelike fire snakes that hissed and tore through the air, devouring Lin Xuan from different angles! The heatwave rolled in, scorching and distorting the surrounding air.

Faced with this attack powerful enough to melt gold and iron, Lin Xuan neither dodged nor evaded, nor even used his Destruction Intent. He simply raised his right fist.

There was no glint of light or burst of power on his fist, only a faint, jade-like luster.

Then, he threw a punch.

An ordinary punch.

However, the moment he threw that punch, Yan Yangzi's expression changed drastically! He felt as if the air around him had frozen instantly, and the nine fierce fire snakes seemed to be stuck in an invisible swamp, their speed dropping sharply and their light dimming!

The next moment, Lin Xuan's fist, arriving before the enemy, ignored the nine fire snakes and directly struck the fire shield that Yan Yangzi had hastily condensed in front of him.

"Snap!"

A crisp cracking sound rang out. The flame shield, which was strong enough to withstand a full-force attack from a Foundation Establishment Grand Perfection cultivator, shattered like paper! The force of the fist penetrated his body, and Yan Yangzi was struck as if by a heavy blow. He flew backward like a kite with a broken string, spitting out blood in mid-air, and crashed heavily a hundred feet away. He struggled for a few moments but was unable to get up!

One punch!

It was just one punch! He didn't even use that terrifying destructive power; he defeated the true prodigy of the Li Huo Sect with just his physical body and spiritual power!

The remaining three people's pupils contracted, and their arrogance was instantly replaced by horror.

"Attack together!" The only female cultivator, Snow Fairy from the Ice River Valley, shouted, unleashing her icy jade hairpin, which transformed into a chilling blue current that swept towards Lin Xuan. The other two prodigies also attacked simultaneously. One summoned a large, earthen-yellow seal, which swelled in the wind and pressed down like a mountain; the other waved a shimmering blue feather fan, unleashing countless sharp wind blades to block all of Lin Xuan's escape routes.

The three of them joined forces, their power was astonishing, and the fluctuations in their spiritual energy attracted the attention of many cultivators in the Star Origin District.

Lin Xuan's eyes turned slightly cold. He hadn't intended to get entangled further, but since the other party was so ungrateful, then... he would completely subdue them!

He still didn't unleash his true destructive intent, yet his figure moved like a ghost, weaving through the dense wind blades and icy currents, none of them able to touch him. At the same time, he threw another punch, meeting the descending earthen-yellow seal head-on.

"Thump!"

Like a resounding bell! The fists collided, producing an extremely dull and deafening sound! The earthen-yellow seal trembled violently, its surface flashing with spiritual light, and was actually sent flying back by Lin Xuan's punch. The genius who controlled it turned pale and groaned as he staggered back several steps.

Lin Xuan's movements did not stop at all. In a flash, he appeared in front of the Snow Fairy. To her horror, he pointed his fingers like a sword at the icy jade hairpin.

"Ding!"

With a soft sound, the extraordinary ice jade hairpin was flicked away by Lin Xuan with a single finger. Its spiritual light dimmed, and it fell into the Snow Fairy's arms with a mournful cry, damaging her mind and causing a trace of blood to spill from the corner of her mouth.

The last prodigy who controlled the wind blades, seeing that things were not going well, turned around and tried to escape.

Lin Xuan snorted coldly and threw a punch from a distance!

The immense force of the punch solidified into a tangible form, like an invisible giant hammer, traversing space and slamming hard into the back of that prodigy!

"Pfft!" The prodigy coughed up blood, his protective aura shattered instantly, and he was thrown far away like a rolling gourd, losing consciousness.

In the blink of an eye, all four renowned young prodigies were defeated! Throughout the entire process, Lin Xuan never even left the area within ten steps of his original position!

A deathly silence fell over the surroundings. Every onlooker felt a chill run from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads. This Lin Xuan—not only was his destructive power terrifying, but his physical body and basic combat strength were also incredibly formidable!

Lin Xuan's gaze swept over the four disheveled people on the ground, finally landing on Yan Yangzi, whose face was ashen. He reached out and summoned the bottle of "Millennium Stone Milk" that was the prize, which flew into his hand.

"roll."

One word, as cold as ice that has stood for millennia.

The four men, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, struggled to their feet, not daring to utter a single harsh word. Supporting each other, they fled Xingyuan District in a disheveled state.

After this battle, Lin Xuan's fearsome reputation grew even stronger. The news of his fist suppressing the prodigy spread quickly, completely extinguishing any remaining thoughts of those who might have harbored ambitions.

However, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind keeps on.

The Tianjiao incident had just subsided when even bigger troubles followed.

Three days later, Lin Xuan went to Wanbaolou, intending to exchange Star Essence Liquid for some rare body-refining materials. Just as he stepped out of the Wanbaolou gate, he was blocked by someone.

This man was tall and thin with a sinister face. He wore a black robe embroidered with a hideous ghost head and exuded a strong aura of bloodlust. His cultivation level was clearly at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage, with one foot already in the Pseudo-Core stage! A bone sword that kept humming and spewing black and red evil energy hung at his waist, clearly a weapon that had drunk countless blood.

"Lin Xuan?" the sinister cultivator spoke, his voice hoarse and unpleasant, like sandpaper rubbing together. "Someone has offered a high price for all the Star Essence you possess, and... your life."

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly. From this person, he sensed an aura completely different from those of the previous geniuses. It was the unbridled, ruthless aura of a madman who had truly crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Who are you?

"Blood Fiend Sect, Li Wuhun." The sinister cultivator announced his name, and some of the surrounding cultivators who recognized him immediately gasped and retreated, making way for a large open space.

The Blood Fiend Sect is a notorious evil sect in the Heavenly Wind Star Region. Its members and disciples all cultivate the Blood Fiend Demonic Art, employing cruel methods and vengeful natures. Li Wuhun is a particularly infamous figure within the sect, having killed no fewer than twenty cultivators of the same level, earning him a fearsome reputation!

"I'll give you three breaths. Hand over the Yuan Liquid, commit suicide to atone for your sins, and you may be allowed to leave with a whole corpse." Li Wuhun's tone was chilling, as if he were stating something perfectly reasonable.

Lin Xuan smiled, but there was no warmth in that smile.

"I'll give you three breaths. Get out, or... die."

Li Wuhun's eyes flashed with bloodlust. Without another word, he let out a fierce roar, and the bone sword at his waist was suddenly drawn! The instant the sword was drawn, a sound like ghosts wailing and wolves howling resounded all around. A black and red sword aura, extremely condensed and formed from the evil energy of countless vengeful spirits, tore through the air like a scythe from the deepest hell, aiming straight for Lin Xuan's neck! Its speed and power far surpassed any of his previous opponents!

This sword strike already possessed some of the power of a Golden Core cultivator!

Faced with this deadly sword strike, Lin Xuan finally... unleashed the true intent of destruction.

He didn't draw his sword, nor did he even point his fingers together. He simply raised his right hand, his five fingers slightly spread, and made a grasping motion in the air towards the rapidly slashing black and red sword energy.

"Buzz—!"

An invisible yet powerful aura of destruction instantly enveloped the sword energy!

Before the horrified eyes of Li Wuhun and everyone around him, the terrifying sword aura, capable of easily slaying a Foundation Establishment cultivator at the Great Perfection stage, suddenly froze in mid-air, as if gripped by an invisible giant hand, when it was still a few feet away from Lin Xuan! Immediately afterward, the dense bloodthirsty aura and wailing vengeful spirits on the sword aura, as if encountering their nemesis, rapidly dissolved and disintegrated! The sword aura itself began to shatter inch by inch, transforming into the purest negative energy, and then… was completely swallowed up by the invisible vortex of destruction in Lin Xuan's palm!

With his natal magic weapon destroyed, Li Wuhun, whose mind was connected to his, was struck as if by lightning. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, his face turned ashen, and his eyes were filled with extreme fear and disbelief!

"No... Impossible! My Soul-Devouring Sword Qi!!"

Lin Xuan's eyes were icy. After absorbing the sword energy, the vortex of destruction in his palm did not dissipate; instead, it became even more solid. He pointed his fingers like a sword and made a light slash at Li Wuhun from a distance.

A tiny, yet incredibly pure, jet-black line flashed by.

Li Wuhun's roar abruptly ceased. He stiffly lowered his head, looking at his chest, where he saw a hair-thin black line that had somehow pierced through his heart. The black line spread rapidly, and wherever it passed, his flesh, meridians, and even his soul were wiped away as if by an eraser, silently turning into nothingness.

"You..." Li Wuhun only managed to utter one word before his entire existence was completely annihilated, leaving only an empty black robe and a bone sword devoid of any spiritual light, which drifted down from the sky.

The entire venue was deathly silent.

The wind blew, billowing the black robe, as if telling the story of a notorious madman's utter demise.

Lin Xuan withdrew his finger as if he had done something insignificant. Without even glancing at the fallen object, he turned and calmly left under the gazes of countless people filled with fear, awe, and complex emotions.

Fists subdue the arrogant, swords shatter the madman.

The power of the black-robed god of death was so great that no one dared to directly confront him!