Chapter 898: One Against Three

Half a day later, Lin Yan landed on a desolate island spanning dozens of miles. His expression was cold, with a hint of killing intent in his eyes.

Wang Qingshan had gained considerable fame after participating in the Sword-Fighting Tournament hosted by the Myriad Swords Sect. Lin Yan had naturally seen Wang Qingshan's portrait. As Wang Qingshan's cultivation level was the same as his, Lin Yan was not afraid. He possessed dual spiritual roots and cultivated an Earth-grade technique, giving him confidence that even if he couldn't win, he could retreat safely.

Not long after, Wang Qingshan caught up, stopping above the island. Seeing Lin Yan halt, he felt a mix of surprise and uncertainty. He swiftly released his spiritual sense, sweeping it across the entire island, but detected no other cultivators' aura.

"You dare to pursue me? You have quite some nerve," Lin Yan said coldly, brimming with killing intent.

"And you dare to stop," Wang Qingshan retorted indifferently, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, "Your nerve is no less."

"Hmph, let's see whose nerve is greater," Lin Yan sneered, his expression turning cold. A yellow light flashed in his hand, and a hazy yellow bronze mirror appeared, its edges adorned with flame patterns.

A roar resounded as countless yellow lightning-flames surged out from the mirror, assailing Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan's expression remained calm. He flicked his sleeve, and a blue flying sword flew out, landing in his hand. With a gentle flick of his wrist, a large expanse of blue sword qi shot forth like a peacock fanning its tail, meeting the incoming yellow lightning-flames.

*Boom!* A dense shower of blue sword qi shattered the yellow lightning-flames. The lightning-flames transformed into a vast expanse of yellow flames, enveloping a large portion of the blue sword qi. Both dissipated, and a powerful shockwave spread in all directions.

An irresistible force of gravity appeared out of nowhere, causing Wang Qingshan's body to uncontrollably descend towards the ground.

Lin Yan stood on the ground, his body glowing with a dazzling yellow light. A significant portion of the island transformed into a yellow desert. Fierce winds arose, and countless yellow sand grains flew up, turning into yellow sand blades that assailed Wang Qingshan in an overwhelming barrage.

Wang Qingshan performed a sword incantation, and numerous illusory blue flying swords appeared around him. The illusions rapidly solidified, spinning erratically. Sword qi crisscrossed, and a powerful current of air appeared, howling loudly, as a piercing whooshing sound echoed through the air.

As the yellow sand blades approached within ten zhang of Wang Qingshan, they were shattered by the powerful current of air, turning into a vast expanse of yellow sand that dissipated.

The space above Wang Qingshan's head rippled, as countless yellow lights emerged, forming a small yellow mountain that slammed violently towards him.

At the same time, countless yellow lightning-flames flew out, transforming into a yellow lightning python over ten zhang long. Its body wreathed in lightning, it lunged at Wang Qingshan, baring its fangs and claws.

The sea surface near the island churned violently as two gigantic blue clam shells emerged from the water. A young woman in a blue dress, in her early thirties, and a tall, thin man in a green robe stood inside the clam shells, respectively. They were unmistakably Core Formation cultivators.

Lin Yan dared to fight Wang Qingshan because he had backup. While it was a common understanding in the cultivation world that sword cultivators were almost invincible among their peers, Lin Yan believed that two fists were no match for four hands, and with the three of them combined, Wang Qingshan would be no match.

Lin Yan was at the sixth layer of Core Formation, while the other two cultivators were both at the third layer.

The young woman in the blue dress summoned a crystalline blue jade shuttle. Numerous dense blue threads shot out from it, flying towards Wang Qingshan. Wherever the blue threads passed, a whooshing sound echoed, as if sharp blades were cutting through the air.

The man in the green robe summoned a green banner. With a gentle wave, over a hundred colossal wind blades, as large as doors, shot forth.

The young woman in the blue dress flicked her finger, and a blue light shot out. The man in the green robe clawed his right hand towards the void, causing fierce winds to erupt. A gigantic hazy blue hand suddenly appeared near Wang Qingshan's head, wreathed in a gale, and swiftly slammed down.

Wang Qingshan's expression became solemn. He performed a sword incantation, and the flying swords around him rang with a clear hum. Over a thousand blue flying swords converged, forming a blue disc several zhang wide. It spun rapidly with a loud whooshing sound, and countless blue sword qi shot out, piercing in all directions.

He flicked his sleeve, and seven blue flying swords flew out; one of them was dim. The seven blue flying swords merged into one, forming a blue long rainbow over ten zhang long, which struck towards the small yellow mountain.

*Boom!* The small yellow mountain was shattered by the blue long rainbow, sending dust flying everywhere. Wang Qingshan's figure flickered, appearing over ten zhang away, thereby avoiding the gigantic blue hand. All other attacks were intercepted by the dense blue sword qi, and roaring sounds continued.

An astonishing sword intent surged from Wang Qingshan's body. Numerous illusory blue flying swords appeared around him; these illusions rapidly solidified, spinning erratically. The airflow immediately churned violently, accompanied by loud whooshing sounds.

Not long after, a blue tornado over twenty zhang tall appeared out of nowhere, sweeping towards Lin Yan amidst a piercing whooshing sound.

The blue tornado was formed by over a thousand blue flying swords rapidly rotating, periodically unleashing streaks of blue sword qi.

The young woman in the blue dress's expression turned cold. She cast a spell on the blue jade shuttle, which glowed brightly, transforming into a blue light that shot directly towards the blue tornado.

The green banner in the man in the green robe's hand emitted a dazzling blue light, and a gigantic blue wind dragon flew out, lunging at the blue tornado, baring its fangs and claws.

Fierce winds raged around Lin Yan as countless yellow sand grains were swept high into the air by the gale, forming a yellow mountain over ten zhang tall that slammed violently towards the blue tornado.

He opened his mouth and spat out a reddish-yellow horse-chopping saber, which landed in his hand. He swung it towards the void in front of him with a loud whooshing sound, and dozens of gigantic yellow saber shadows flew out, weaving into a massive net of death that shrouded the blue tornado.

The howling intensified as the blue tornado more than doubled in size, and dense blue sword qi shot forth.

*Boom!* A tremendous roar erupted. Neither spiritual techniques nor magic treasures could approach within ten zhang of the blue tornado.

A fierce glint flashed in Lin Yan's eyes. The yellow horse-chopping saber in his hand rotated rapidly, and a powerful current of air appeared out of nowhere. His entire body was enveloped in yellow sand, transforming into a yellow tornado over ten zhang tall that enveloped him and swiftly moved to meet the blue tornado.

*Boom!* The blue and yellow tornadoes collided, yellow saber qi and blue sword qi clashing. A turbulent shockwave rapidly spread in all directions, stirring up a large amount of dust.

"Break!" The yellow tornado suddenly erupted with a vast expanse of reddish-yellow flames. The blue tornado's volume continuously shrank, as if it were merging into the yellow tornado.

"Man and Sword as One!" Wang Qingshan's cold shout echoed from within the blue tornado. A gigantic blue sword light shot out, striking towards the yellow tornado.

Almost simultaneously, a blood-red shimmering talisman shot out. As it approached the blue sword light, it immediately burst open, and a wheel-sized circle of blood-red flames appeared out of nowhere, enveloping the gigantic sword light. The blood-red flames emitted an extremely foul, bloody stench.