Novel Full Chapter 313 I’ve Seen Earthworms with More Yang Energy Than You
Chapter 313: Chapter 313 I’ve Seen Earthworms with More Yang Energy Than You
It was one thing to fight head-on, exchanging blows in a fair and honorable battle but it was another thing entirely to be treated as if you didn’t exist.
And that was exactly what Lin Feng was doing.
He didn’t counter. He didn’t dodge. He didn’t even spare Daoist Limitless Sword a glance.
Sitting there calmly, sipping tea as if he were in a quiet courtyard, he reduced his opponent’s full-powered assault to nothing more than background noise.
That kind of indifference…
It cut far deeper than any blade ever could.
Daoist Limitless Sword’s expression twisted violently.
The calm, calculating demeanor he once maintained was long gone.
Veins bulged across his forehead, his eyes turning bloodshot as rage surged uncontrollably through him.
“You dare… you dare ignore me?!”
His voice trembled, not from fear but from pure, unrestrained fury.
“Enough!”
In that moment, the last thread of his restraint snapped.
If Lin Feng refused to acknowledge him… then he would force him to.
Whoosh!
His figure suddenly blurred and shot backward, tearing through the air as he created a vast distance between them.
The ground beneath where he once stood cracked and collapsed from the residual force.
Then, in the blink of an eye…
He vanished.
Only to reappear high above in the sky, standing amidst the clouds like a wrathful deity looking down upon the mortal world.
The atmosphere shifted instantly.
A suffocating pressure descended upon the entire academy.
The air grew heavy, making it difficult for even distant observers to breathe.
Spiritual energy in the surroundings began to tremble, as if responding to something ancient and terrifying being awakened.
Then…
Space behind Daoist Limitless Sword began to distort.
One sword appeared.
Then another.
And another.
Within a single breath, hundreds had formed. Within two breaths, thousands filled the sky.
By the third…
Ten thousand swords hovered behind him, blotting out the heavens.
Each sword was unique. Some were slender and elegant, glowing with a cold, moonlit sheen.
Others were massive and brutal, radiating raw destructive force.
A few were ancient beyond measure, their surfaces etched with mysterious runes that pulsed faintly with power.
Some hummed softly.
Others screamed.
A handful even trembled violently, as if eager to be unleashed.
Every single one of them was a treasure… an object that countless cultivators would fight and die for.
And yet Daoist Limitless Sword wielded ten thousand of them at once.
The sheer display of wealth and power was enough to make even seasoned experts feel a chill down their spine.
“This… this is insane…”
“He’s actually using that technique…”
“Skyfall Sword Rain… I thought it was only a legend…”
Even the hidden Foundation Establishment experts watching from afar felt their scalps go numb.
Some instinctively retreated further, their spiritual senses shaking as they struggled to maintain focus.
They knew…
What came next would be devastating.
Daoist Limitless Sword slowly raised his hand, his gaze locked onto Lin Feng below.
His fury had not subsided, but it had transformed into something colder… something more dangerous.
“Skyfall Sword Rain,” he muttered.
The moment the words left his lips…
The heavens answered.
The ten thousand swords trembled in unison before shooting downward.
Like a collapsing sky.
Like divine punishment descending upon the world.
They tore through the air with terrifying speed, leaving behind streaks of light that illuminated the sky like countless meteors.
The sound alone was deafening… a roaring storm of blades that seemed capable of shredding everything in existence.
Their target…
Lin Feng.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The first wave struck, followed instantly by the second, then the third, until it became an endless cascade of destruction.
Each sword carried immense force, slamming into the ground with explosive power.
The earth trembled violently.
Smoke and dust surged upward, forming a massive cloud that swallowed everything in sight.
Flames flickered within the chaos, while spiritual energy raged uncontrollably, turning the area into a hellish storm of destruction.
The once peaceful courtyard was gone.
The bombardment continued relentlessly, as if the sky itself had no intention of stopping.
From afar, the watching cultivators could only stare in stunned silence, their hearts pounding violently in their chests.
“This… there’s no way anyone could survive that…”
“Even a Nascent Soul expert would be seriously injured…”
“No… they’d be lucky to even remain alive…”
The sheer scale of the attack had completely surpassed their expectations.
When the dust finally began to settle, the roaring explosions faded into an eerie silence.
The thick clouds of smoke slowly dispersed, revealing the aftermath of the devastating attack.
Or rather…
What should have been the aftermath.
Because what everyone saw next left them completely stunned.
Lin Feng was perfectly fine.
Not a single scratch marked his body.
His robes remained pristine, his posture unchanged as he sat calmly in place.
Even more shocking was that the entire courtyard behind him was untouched.
The ground was smooth, the structures intact, and not even a speck of dust had been disturbed.
Encasing everything was that same massive turtle shell, standing firm like an eternal guardian.
It had absorbed the full force of the Skyfall Sword Rain without yielding even the slightest bit.
It was as if the destructive storm from moments ago had never existed.
The watching cultivators fell into complete silence, their minds unable to process what they were seeing.
“This… this is impossible…”
“Ten thousand swords… and not even a crack…?”
“What kind of defensive treasure is that…?”
High above, Daoist Limitless Sword’s expression turned grim.
He had expected the shell to be strong and he had even prepared himself for it to withstand his ultimate technique.
But what he hadn’t expected…
Was this.
Lin Feng hadn’t moved.
Not once.
Not even after such a devastating attack.
Worse still…
He was still sitting there, leisurely sipping his tea, as if everything that had just happened was nothing more than a minor disturbance.
That calm, that indifference…
It made Daoist Limitless Sword feel an unfamiliar sense of pressure creeping into his heart.
His eyes flickered, his thoughts racing as he quickly abandoned his previous approach.
If force wouldn’t work…
Then he would use something else.
A cold sneer appeared on his face as he looked down at Lin Feng, his voice filled with mockery and malice.
He was old, having lived in this world for thousands of years, and he knew exactly how to provoke a prideful young master into taking action.