Ten Thousand Dragons Technique

Chapter 710: Chapter 708: Jin Ze Slain!

"Elder, how did it go? Is that Lin Xuan dead?" Jin Ze asked quickly as he walked over.

But in the next moment, he froze. His eyes widened, his face a mask of disbelief as if he had seen a ghost.

"It’s you," he exclaimed. "How is this possible?"

He was shocked because the person emerging from the cloud of mist wasn’t an elder from the Jin Family, but Lin Xuan. How could he still be alive?

Jin Ze shook his head frantically, refusing to believe it. A hallucination. This must be a hallucination. He blinked hard, trying to snap himself back to reality. When he looked forward again, however, he found Lin Xuan still standing there. Jin Ze was dumbfounded.

"How can you still be alive?" he stammered. "Where are the elders?" he shouted frantically.

Lin Xuan simply sneered. "Those two old fools are already in hell. Don’t worry, I’ll send you down to reunite with them soon enough."

"What? The elders are dead!"

Jin Ze was startled, but he quickly followed it with a cold laugh. That’s absolutely impossible.

"Who do you think you are? You think you’re worthy of killing a six-star elder?"

The men who had come were two six-star Grandmasters. No matter how strong Lin Xuan was, he only possessed the power of a three-star Grandmaster. It was impossible for him to kill a six-star Grandmaster. This kid must be spouting nonsense. Could it be that he just got lucky and escaped?

Thinking of this, he began shouting frantically for the elders. But no matter how loud he yelled, there was no response. The figures of the two Jin Family elders never appeared.

Jin Ze’s face turned ugly, and his heart sank. Damn it. It seems the elders really are in trouble. He didn’t know what had happened, but he had a very bad feeling about it. He decided to escape first.

However, Lin Xuan’s form flickered, and he appeared in front of him, blocking his path. "You’ve plotted against me time and time again," he said coldly. "Do you really think I’d let you go?"

"What are you trying to do?" Jin Ze was startled. "Do you dare to kill me?"

"Why wouldn’t I dare? You wanted to kill me, so why can’t I kill you in return?" Lin Xuan sneered.

"Do you want to break the rules of the Sacred Institute? If you make a move, you’ll surely leave a trace. The Sacred Institute won’t spare you!"

"Kid, calm down!" Jin Ze roared frantically.

Lin Xuan laughed heartily. "Don’t worry, no one will know that I killed you. Because you’re about to die at the hands of a disciple from the Da Yan Holy Land."

What does he mean? Jin Ze was stunned. What does ’die at the hands of a Da Yan Holy Land disciple’ mean? Does this kid have help? Are there people from the Da Yan Holy Land backing him? No wonder the two six-star elders didn’t respond. Could they have been killed by people from the Da Yan Holy Land? At this thought, Jin Ze’s face became grim. How could he possibly know people from the Da Yan Holy Land?

As if to answer, Lin Xuan waved his hand. All the stones on the ground floated into the air. Under his control, the stones rapidly coalesced, forming a gleaming flying sword.

Seeing this, Jin Ze’s eyes bulged. "That’s the Sword Control Technique!" he exclaimed. "How do you know the Sword Control Technique of the Da Yan Holy Land?"

Lin Xuan waved his hand again. The flying sword sliced through the void and shot toward Jin Ze, piercing straight through his body in an instant.

Jin Ze’s body trembled, and he collapsed to the ground. His eyes remained wide open, filled with utter unwillingness as he opened his mouth, trying to say something. In the end, no sound came out.

Lin Xuan walked up to him and said coldly, "You don’t need to know why I can use the Sword Control Technique. The dead don’t need to know too much."

With a final kick of his legs, Jin Ze’s neck lolled to the side. All signs of life vanished. He died with his eyes wide open, unable to rest in peace.

Lin Xuan confirmed that he was truly dead before turning to leave. He returned to the mist and said to the Snake King, "First, retract this purple mist."

The Snake King opened his great maw and inhaled. The purple mist instantly flew into his mouth and disappeared without a trace. The Snake King then transformed into a tiny snake and slithered back into Lin Xuan’s sleeve.

「On the other side.」

Ning Xue and Lu Jiu were on edge, while Ning Yu and Mo Fan were also incredibly tense. What on earth is going on? Will a Demon Sect expert attack us?

Just as they were wondering, the purple mist suddenly vanished.

Ning Yu quickly turned her head and soon saw Ning Xue standing not far away. "Sister, are you okay?" Ning Yu cried, rushing over without a second thought.

"I’m fine. Sis, what are you doing here?" Ning Xue asked, surprised.

Mo Fan and the others also hurried over. Seeing that Lin Xuan was unharmed, Mo Fan breathed a sigh of relief. It’s a relief he’s okay. Mo Fan had been extremely worried just now.

"Brother Mo, are you the four-stage disciple who has been secretly protecting us?" Lin Xuan asked in surprise.

"That’s right." Mo Fan nodded. "I’m the disciple responsible for protecting you. Ning Yu is responsible for Ning Xue, and Zhan Hu is responsible for Lu Jiu."

"So that’s how it is!" Ning Xue said, suddenly understanding. No wonder her sister was here; it turned out she had been secretly protecting her all along.

"Jin Ze, how are you?" Just then, a cry of alarm came from a distance. They saw a young disciple squatting on the ground, shouting frantically, and everyone turned to look.

"What’s going on? Did something happen to Jin Ze?"

"Let’s go check it out."

The group rushed over. Soon, they saw Jin Ze lying on the ground. Blood stained the earth red around him, and he was already lifeless.

"He’s dead!" Lu Jiu exclaimed.

Ning Xue gasped, covering her mouth. Mo Fan and the others wore grave expressions. They went over to inspect the body, then shook their heads. "There’s no saving him."

"How could this happen?" The young disciple squatting on the ground had an extremely ugly expression. His name was Liang Shaotian, the four-stage disciple responsible for recording and protecting Jin Ze. But now, Jin Ze was dead. This was a major failure on his part. He would definitely be punished when he returned.

"Damn it! Who was it? Who killed Jin Ze?" Liang Shaotian roared madly.

"It must have been that mysterious expert from before. He enveloped us in purple mist and killed Jin Ze."

"It must be an expert from the Demon Sect."

"We’d better be careful."

Lu Jiu and Ning Xue discussed among themselves. From their perspective, a Demon Sect expert was responsible. No one suspected Lin Xuan in the slightest. Even Liang Shaotian thought the same.

It seems Jin Ze’s luck was just terrible, running afoul of the Demon Sect!

He waved his hand, collected Jin Ze’s body, and said, "I have to return at once." With that, he hurriedly departed. The death of a Holy Land disciple was a major event. He had to report it immediately.

Mo Fan turned to Lin Xuan. "You all be careful, too. And you, kid, stop using your blood energy to attract enemies directly."

"Sister, be careful with everything." After saying this, Ning Yu also concealed herself in the void again. The three four-stage disciples all hid themselves from sight.

"Let’s go," Lin Xuan said with a wave.

He, of course, knew that it wasn’t the Demon Sect. He was the one who had acted, but no one suspected a thing.

「On the other side.」

Liang Shaotian returned to the Sacred Institute at great speed and reported the news of Jin Ze’s death. The elders of the Sacred Institute were shocked and hurriedly informed the vice dean.

"What exactly happened?" the vice dean inquired in detail.

Liang Shaotian recounted everything he knew. After listening, the vice dean’s expression changed. What? Such a powerful Demon Sect expert has appeared in Lion Moon City? Doesn’t that mean everyone else is in danger too?

He quickly dispatched two nine-star Grandmaster-level elders to stand guard over Lion Moon City. At the same time, he sent a message to the Jin Family, telling them to come and claim the body.

「Jin Family.」

Clan Leader Jin was sitting in his courtyard, squinting in the sun and enjoying the pleasant afternoon. Suddenly, the butler came running over anxiously. "Clan Leader, terrible news!"

"What is it?" Clan Leader Jin frowned. The butler had clearly disturbed his afternoon rest.

The butler said anxiously, "He’s dead! He’s dead!"

Hearing this, Clan Leader Jin’s eyes shot open. He sat up straight and asked with a smile, "Is it that Lin Xuan who’s dead?"

"Hahahaha, excellent! We finally succeeded this time! We finally killed that brat."