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The wind in the Northern Sea grew stronger.

The Demon Master's Palace swelled in the wind and instantly transformed into a massive black mountain, covered with densely packed demonic runes and radiating a suffocating chill.

Kunpeng stood atop the Demon Master's Palace, his hair disheveled, his eyes filled with madness.

"Die! Die, all of you! Even if Lin Xuan comes, he'll only be able to collect your corpses after I kill you all!"

He formed hand seals, and the Demon Master Palace, with its earth-shattering aura, slammed down on the three children.

This time, there were no tests, only deadly moves.

The surrounding space has been locked by the aura of the Demon Master Palace, so there is no way to escape.

Lin Yue's face turned a little pale. Although she had the power of Taiyin protecting her, the difference in cultivation level was too great, and the oppressive feeling made her very uncomfortable.

"Second brother! Shout it!" Lin Tian kicked Lin Yang in his haste.

Lin Yang then realized what was happening.

He took a deep breath, focused his energy in his dantian, and used all his strength.

"Godfather—!!! Help!!! Someone's trying to kill your eldest disciple!!!"

That shout was truly earth-shattering and awe-inspiring.

The sound, imbued with the explosive power of the sun's true fire and the profound weight of Pangu's bloodline, pierced directly through the barrier of the Northern Sea and, following the causal thread, instantly reached Biyou Palace on Jin'ao Island.

Almost at the same time.

The Tongtian Sect Leader, who was preaching to his disciples, suddenly crushed the teacup in his hand with a "crack".

"Which bastard dares to touch my godson?!"

Tongtian suddenly stood up, and the Qingping Sword on his back emitted a "humming" sound, its killing intent instantly sweeping across the entire East Sea.

On this side of the Northern Sea.

It looked like the Demon Master's Palace was about to crash down on them.

Sudden.

"Zheng—!"

An indescribable sword light suddenly cleaved out of the void without warning.

The sword light was so fast that time seemed to stand still.

"boom!"

That once invincible Demon Master's Palace was actually cleaved away by this sword light, its demonic runes shattering on the ground.

The Kunpeng suffered a backlash, spitting out a mouthful of blood and nearly tumbling off the palace.

Immediately afterwards, a huge phantom appeared above the three children's heads.

Dressed in a green robe, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, although he was just a phantom, his aura of a saint who looked down on the world made all the creatures in the entire Northern Sea tremble.

"Godfather!" Lin Tian immediately forgot his earlier tension upon seeing the figure, jumping up and down to complain, "This old bird is bullying us! He's going to kill us! He's going to chop us up and feed us to the fish!"

The phantom of the Tongtian Sect Leader looked down at the three children and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that they were all unharmed.

Then, he turned his head and looked coldly at Kunpeng.

"Kunpeng, you have quite the nerve."

Tongtian's voice wasn't loud, but to Kunpeng's ears, it sounded like a death knell.

"The... the Sage of Heaven?!" Kunpeng was so frightened that his face turned green.

He knew these three children had powerful backgrounds, but he hadn't expected them to be this powerful. And before anything even happened, a saint had already descended upon them?

"It's a misunderstanding! It's a misunderstanding!" Kunpeng quickly explained, "They killed my son first..."

"So what if I killed your son?" Tongtian interrupted him irrationally. "It's normal for kids to fight and a few to die. You, an old man millions of years old, attacking a few newborn babies, have you no shame?"

Kunpeng was so angry that he trembled all over.

What the hell?! Kids were playing around! My son got roasted and eaten!

"Tongtian! Don't push your luck! This is the Northern Sea, not your Golden Turtle Island!" Kunpeng was also furious, relying on this being his home ground, he wanted to fight back.

"Oh? The Northern Sea?"

Tongtian laughed, a cold laugh.

"So what? Where in this primordial world can't I go if I want to?"

Just as Tongtian was preparing to teach Kunpeng a lesson.

Suddenly, the space beside them was torn apart like a rag.

"Rip—!"

Twelve terrifyingly malevolent energies burst forth from the spatial rift.

Leading the group was none other than the Space Ancestral Witch, Dijiang, whose face was filled with anxiety and rage.

Behind him, Zhu Rong was engulfed in flames, Gong Gong stood on a black dragon, and Xuan Ming exuded murderous intent... All twelve Ancestral Witches were present!

Among them stood a handsome young man dressed in white.

Lin Xuan.

At this moment, Lin Xuan's usual playful smile was gone.

He looked at the disheveled Kunpeng not far away, then at the three children protected by Tongtian, his eyes as cold as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Kunpeng".

Lin Xuan's voice was soft, yet it carried throughout the entire venue.

"I heard you want my child to pay with his life?"

Kunpeng looked at the group of fierce and menacing Ancestral Witches, then at the Tongtian Saint in the sky, and finally fixed his gaze on Lin Xuan, who seemed to have no cultivation fluctuations but who made him feel the most fear.

His calves started to cramp.

This isn't a fight, this is stirring up a hornet's nest!

"I...I didn't..." Kunpeng wanted to cry.

"Nothing?" Zhu Rong's temper flared up, and he directly revealed his true form as an ancestral witch, smashing the Demon Master Palace, which had just been cleaved away by Tongtian, back into the sea with a single punch.

"Bullshit! I heard it all! You said you wanted my nephew to be buried with you!"

"Brothers! Beat it! Pluck the other half of this featherless bird's feathers too!"

With a roar from Zhu Rong, the twelve ancestral witches truly disregarded martial ethics and swarmed forward.

What one-on-one duel? That doesn't exist.

When the Wu tribe fights, it's always a group brawl.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The Northern Sea was in complete turmoil.

Poor Kunpeng, who was just thinking about revenge, now just wants to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Lin Xuan did not make a move.

He walked up to the three children, squatted down, and checked them one by one.

"Daddy!" Lin Yue threw herself into Lin Xuan's arms, pointing at Kunpeng, "That weird uncle is so fierce and ugly, he scared me to death."

Lin Xuan tenderly patted his daughter's head: "Don't be afraid, Daddy's here. Daddy will avenge you."

He turned his head and looked at the Kunpeng being rubbed in the sea, a cruel smile curving his lips.

"System, redeem a set of top-grade barbecue seasoning for me. Spicy, please."