After the Celestial Gate’s opening, he raised the bar once again, challenging three experts beyond the peak at once.
Beyond the peak, just half a step away from the Death Gate realm.
Yet, he easily handled the three of them, defeating these half-step Death Gate experts with just five moves.
The three experts perished in an instant, while Zhou Kuangtian remained unfazed, merely commenting, "Not bad."
Zhou Yuanshou knew very well that his strength, far surpassing his peers in the same rank, was partly due to his innate talent and more so because he had cultivated Zhou Kuangtian’s technique.
Zhou Kuangtian’s cultivation technique, refined from countless Daoist Scriptures, was already the most powerful technique in the world.
But now, his own technique based on this foundation, the Celestial Gate Technique, was effortlessly shattered with a mere flick of his opponent’s finger?
Who exactly was this person on the other side?
Could it be that he was not only a Celestial Gate expert but also someone of great significance?
Zhou Yuanshou was utterly shocked.
However, an even more unbelievable thought emerged in his mind.
Though his master was powerful, even Zhou Kuangtian himself probably could not easily break the Daoist Sect techniques.
Creation is hard, and breakthroughs even harder.
The Daoist Sect techniques are already incredibly intricate. Zhou Kuangtian almost dedicated his entire life to creating such a cultivation technique.
Yet Zhou Kuangtian could not break this move.
This person before him seemed to have reached a height even his master could not attain.
Countless thoughts crossed Zhou Yuanshou’s mind. Despite his shock, his hands did not pause in their movements.
As soon as the Wind Dragon Possession was broken, Zhou Yuanshou immediately retreated, drawing the belt from his waist. The belt instantly transformed into a Flowing Light Soft Blade!
This narrow blade was about two meters long, with a simple and dark blade, adorned with two distinct grooves.
Each groove held a mysterious-colored test tube, which seemed to ooze venom as Zhou Yuanshou brandished the blade.
Zhou Yuanshou grasped the blade tightly, his eyes radiating intense killing intent. With a sudden swing, a mass of dark flames burst forth, instantly flying toward Lin Beichen.
The ancient-looking blade appeared unremarkable but emitted frictional sounds with the air as it moved.
Carrying flames, the blade accelerated the volatilization of the venom in the test tubes, filling the air with toxic gas as it swung.
This toxic gas seemed capable of killing invisibly.
But Zhou Yuanshou had already taken the antidote in advance.
"Isn’t this the Ghost War Emperor’s Formless Blade?"
"The Ghost War Emperor was from Japan. He came to Xiang Island two years ago, killing over a hundred people within three days in what he claimed were challenge battles, but in reality, he used living humans to sacrifice to his blade!"
"Wasn’t there anyone to stop him from such excesses?"
Hearing this, someone nearby couldn’t help but ask.
As soon as he finished speaking, another nearby person sneered.
"Isn’t that stating the obvious? If he wasn’t dead, how would his blade end up in Zhou Yuanshou’s hands?"
"The Ghost War Emperor was too arrogant and too self-assured. After three days of killing, he thought himself invincible, even daring to publish an article provoking, claiming Xiang Island had no experts and demanded Zhou Kuangtian kneel at his feet."
Zhou Kuangtian couldn’t be bothered with him, merely designated a location and then sent Zhou Yuanshou to face him. Although we know little of the battle’s details, the fight reportedly concluded in less than ten minutes.
The people nearby let out exclamations of awe.
The Ghost War Emperor was extraordinarily powerful, yet in front of Zhou Yuanshou, he couldn’t last ten minutes.
And now, armed with the Ghost Battle Frenzy’s weapon, Zhou Yuanshou had grown even stronger. How could Lin Beichen possibly be a match for him?
At this thought, anticipation flashed in the eyes of those around.
As they spoke, Lin Beichen listened in silence.
He wandered through the banquet hall, his movements as light as a small boat amidst a fierce storm. Despite Zhou Yuanshou’s fierce blade technique, he couldn’t land a scratch on him.
Though Lin Beichen found the toxic gas from the blade somewhat troublesome, he quickly thought of a way to counter it.
With a casual wave of his hand, Spiritual Qi circulated through his wrist and then infused into Zheng Yaxin’s body.
Zheng Yaxin felt nothing, only sensing the fierce gale and dazzling blade light around her. She hid within the blade light, too frightened to move an inch.
Her grandfather had told her that when cultivators fought, one should never act rashly, or they’d be caught in the chaos, and even a moment’s carelessness could lead to beheading.
She had a bright future ahead and couldn’t die here.
Zheng Yaxin never expected that the person trying to save her was already lost in a frenzy of killing intent, completely unmindful of rescuing her.
Instead, the one seeking revenge on her harbored a bit of kindness, injected a strand of Spiritual Qi into her body to alleviate the toxins within.
The Ghost War Emperor’s blade contained a special type of toxic gas, unlike ordinary chemical poisons. It not only had chemical elements but also carried a certain radiation.
Once this radiation entered the human body, it would damage the cellular structure, causing internal bleeding that was incurable.
Anyone else would find it impossible to find a cure, but Lin Beichen cultivated the Withered and Flourishing body!
The essence of plants and trees held tremendous life energy, capable of instantly healing bodily injuries. No matter what poison, it could always be easily neutralized.
Lin Beichen indeed paid no heed to Zhou Yuanshou, but if Zhou Yuanshou’s madness continued, the resulting impact would extend beyond this cruise ship to the entire port.
There were only a few dozen people on the ship, but the port housed tens of thousands of travelers, including tourists from around the world and inland visitors.
Lin Beichen didn’t care about people from other countries, but he couldn’t just watch inland residents suffer radiation exposure.
"The killing intent has entered the body, and it’s beyond saving."
Lin Beichen coldly stared at Zhou Yuanshou, a flicker of killing intent flashing in his eyes. Then, he lightly pointed his finger through the air.
A burst of Spiritual Qi collided with Zhou Yuanshou’s battle blade.
With a loud bang, the terrifying battle blade instantly cracked.
The crack spread rapidly, instantly spreading through the entire blade.
Zhou Yuanshou was critically hit, feeling immense pain in his tiger’s mouth and letting out a scream.
Blood spurted from his tiger’s mouth, quickly drenching half his palm.
He suddenly woke up, staring dazedly at Lin Beichen, his eyes filled with shock.
Before he could react, he felt a surge of Spiritual Qi envelop him.
Not good!
Zhou Yuanshou’s heart screamed, and he quickly summoned the Wind Dragon back into his body, intending to hasten his escape.
His speed had been passed down by his master, and even Zhou Kuangtian couldn’t catch him easily.
A flash of cyan light enveloped Zhou Yuanshou, creating numerous afterimages that quickly filled the area.
These afterimages were all blinding techniques. His real aim was to capture Zheng Yaxin from the banquet hall.
Once he took Zheng Yaxin and escaped to the Zheng family’s estate, he could utilize her to gather various experts and surround Lin Beichen again.
Zhou Yuanshou, indeed favored by heaven, remained calm and calculated, even in a weakened state, strategizing his counterattack.
But today, misfortune befell him.
He believed his dozen afterimages could deceive Lin Beichen’s eyes. But Lin Beichen had long discerned his true intention the moment he moved.
As the afterimages appeared, Lin Beichen lightly waved his hand, and Withered and Flourishing Spiritual Qi effortlessly spread out, sucking in the afterimages like a black hole.
The afterimages turned into Spiritual Qi and flowed into Lin Beichen’s body without causing any disturbance.
Zhou Yuanshou’s eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Lin Beichen, filled with astonishment.
Who exactly was this man? Effortlessly breaking the Wind Dragon Secret Technique, something even his master couldn’t achieve.
At this moment, Zhou Yuanshou had not even a shred of resistance left.
Escape, must escape immediately!