After millions of years in the library, I became an Immortal Emperor.

In an instant, the Qu family celestial being turned white-haired. He used his life force to activate the Qiankun Mirror, but he only controlled Lin Weiyan for a moment. However, this moment created an opportunity for the other celestial beings.

The darkness was like a sea, engulfing Lin Weiyan's figure.

Another giant sword slashed down into the darkness.

"die!"

The Mountain-Moving Venerable roared, raised his hands slightly, and a phantom of a great mountain appeared in his hands. He carried the mountain and smashed it down into the darkness.

The other three celestial beings also arrived.

"boom--"

The combined attack of the seven celestial beings seemed to tear the sky of Bianjing apart, and countless people watched this scene with horror in their eyes.

"Is he dead?"

Darkness flowed across the sky, obscuring everyone's vision. They could only stare at that patch of sky, their expressions solemn.

The Qiankun Mirror lost its light and fell into the hands of the Qu family celestial being, who trembled and fell uncontrollably to the ground.

"Father!"

Qu Yan called out, but not many people could hear her.

Everyone's attention was focused on that sky.

Did Lin Weiyan die?

"With the seven Celestial Beings joining forces and wielding a sacred weapon, even the Imperial Preceptor, who is at the Dao-Slaying Realm, wouldn't survive."

Beside the carriage, the man holding a long knife spoke with a solemn expression.

The others nodded in agreement.

When the Qiankun Mirror was activated, they could all feel that immense pressure, which was the will of the saints, a single wisp of which could crush a whole world.

Even from this distance, they could feel a sense of suffocation; how much more so for Lin Weiyan, who was directly facing the will of the sage.

Inside the carriage, Lin Fan slightly raised his head.

"He's not dead."

As if to confirm his words, light burst forth from the dark sky, one wisp, then a thread, and then countless threads.

Finally, Lin Weiyan's figure emerged from among them.

His golden pupils gleamed with boundless indifference, and a pair of fleshy wings spread across his back, his body stained with blood, making him appear like a demon.

"A half-demon body!"

Someone exclaimed in horror.

"He didn't die, he transformed into a demon!"

Not only did he not die, but his demon bloodline was activated, transforming him into a true half-demon with even greater strength.

"How could this happen?"

"They're still alive?"

In Bianjing, countless people wore expressions of despair.

A look of fear appeared on the faces of several celestial beings, including Venerable Yongye, Venerable Banshan, and Xu Taishang.

Even with the combined power of the seven celestial beings and the activation of the sacred weapon, they still couldn't kill him.

Lin Weiyan stood in mid-air, his gaze cold and distant, looking down at the several celestial beings and the entire Bianjing. The demonic blood dripping from his body exuded an eerie aura.

"You guys really made me angry."

His words, spoken softly, carried a chilling murderous intent.

"Since you're unwilling to submit, then you're all going to die."

In short, the entire world was filled with a chilling atmosphere. His target was not just a few celestial beings, but countless humans in Bianjing.

He wanted to slaughter the entire capital of Bianjing.

Xu Taishang, Yongye Venerable, Banshan Venerable and others all trembled, exchanged glances, and their eyes were filled with a death wish.

Even though they were already seriously injured, they still stood in front of Lin Weiyan.

"Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, it's futile and overestimating one's own strength."

Lin Weiyan said coldly.

On the land of Bianjing, countless people trembled as they watched the scene in the sky.

"He's only a half-demon, not even a full-fledged demon, yet he's already this powerful. What would happen if he faced a true demon..."

Some people said, recalling what Lin Weiyan had said before, that it was nothing but despair.

A demon clan has set its sights on the human race and is about to attack them.

The demon race is one of the ten most powerful races in the Xuanhuang Great World, and one of the true rulers of the Xuanhuang Great World.

Can humanity truly withstand such a race?

Inside the carriage, Qu Yan and her two maids were also trembling, not only because of the impending calamity, but also because of the future of the human race.

There is absolutely no hope in sight.

As if it were his last glimmer of hope before death, Xu Taishang suddenly looked at the entire land of Bianjing and then uttered a sentence.

"Your Excellency, aren't you going to make a move?"

One sentence left countless people stunned.

Lin Weiyan, who was about to make a move, also froze, following Xu Taishang's gaze to look at the surrounding land, but did not see anything unusual.

Then came a cold laugh.

"Making a mystery out of nothing."

"What, you're afraid of dying too?"

He said that Venerable Yongye, Venerable Banshan, and others looked at Xu Taishang with solemn expressions, knowing that Xu Taishang was not the kind of person who would deliberately mystify things.

Before they even arrived in Bianjing, Xu Taishang had told them that they would have another helper on this trip.

A mysterious and powerful figure, possibly at the Dao-Slaying Realm.

Could there really be such a person?

Why have they never heard of such a person?

"Your Excellency, I know you are not the kind of person who would break your promise. You want books, don't you? The Song Dynasty Imperial Palace has a collection of millions of books."

"As long as Lin Weiyan dies, Your Excellency may peruse all the books in the Song Dynasty Imperial Palace and take them all with you."

Xu Taishang continued, but what he said became increasingly outrageous.

They actually started talking about books.

Venerable Yongye, Venerable Movshan, and the others were also stunned.

The books stored in the Song Dynasty imperial palace?

What is the connection between that mysterious powerhouse and the collection of books? Is it really possible that someone would be willing to make an enemy of a half-demon at the Dao-Slaying Realm for the sake of some books?

"Your Excellency!"

Seemingly unsure of what to say, Xu Taishang bowed directly towards Bianjing City.

Inside the carriage, Lin Fan smiled slightly. This Xu family elder was quite interesting.

As Qu Yan and the two maids stared in disbelief, he lifted the carriage curtain and stepped out.

"Young master, don't go out..."

Qu Yan called out and followed them out.

The coachman also woke up at this moment, and the first thing he saw was Lin Fan getting out of the carriage.

His vision went blank for a moment, then his expression changed, and he suddenly stood up.

His body, which was on the verge of death, was restored to its original state at this moment.

Before he could speak, Lin Weiyan's voice came from the sky.

"What, knowing your death is imminent, have you gone mad?"

He said, taking a step forward, his Dao-slaying aura suppressed all directions, causing several Celestial Beings to vomit blood and retreat, and Xu Taishang also had a very ugly expression.

Did he really misjudge the person?

Lin Weiyan looked at the entire city of Bianjing with a mocking expression.

"Even if such a person truly exists, so what? Humanity has no saints; at most, he's just a coward who secretly cuts off the path of cultivation somewhere."

"What is there to fear?"

His voice echoed across the land, and Lin Fan simply shook his head and smiled. Then Lin Fan spoke.

"Aren't you afraid?"

The words were simple, just four words, yet they resonated throughout the world, as if they came from the depths of countless souls.

Qu Yan and her two maids stared blankly at Lin Fan.

In an instant, countless eyes fell on Lin Fan.

A young man, dressed in plain clothes and a scholar's robe, with a book tucked into his waistband, was dressed like a scholar, which was the most different thing about him from a scholar.

That was the sword that the scholar was carrying.

Is it him?