Chapter 312

Chapter 312

Everyone was shocked to see someone flying out without any vitality. It didn’t matter who it was because it was certain that that person was dead. When they thought of how four people ganged up on Lin Yun, they subconsciously thought that it was Lin Yun who died. Even Luo Feng had the same thoughts.

A brief silence lasted in the observation platform before someone yelled out that Lin Yun was dead and caused a huge uproar. It didn’t matter much if someone else died, after all, many disciples already lost their lives in it. But Lin Yun wasn’t just anyone. He was someone who rang the Phoenix Plum, not to mention that he displayed unbelievable potential in the Alliance-Union Battle.

After all, he was the youngest among the five. He was only seventeen, and he had great prospects ahead of him. So everyone found it a pity that Lin Yun died. Many people had expected that he would be defeated, but no one had expected that he would be killed.

“Haha, that bastard is finally dead!” Wang Yan’s face was covered with joy with a fanatic expression. Lin Yun had been a thorn in his eye, not to mention Lin Yun was also the reason why he underwent the punishment back then. So his hatred for Lin Yun was unprecedented.

He spared no efforts to kill Lin Yun, and even went as far as offering a bounty. So how could he not be happy when Lin Yun finally died?

“No!” Xin Yan cried out. She directly jumped down the observation platform, which startled everyone.

“Senior Sister Xin Yan!” Mo Cheng and the others were shocked. The observation platform was ten thousand feet in height, and it wouldn’t feel great if someone in the Profound Martial Realm descended.

This scene left everyone shocked. When Guardian Plum saw this scene on a higher platform, his face changed and he shook his head. Only Wang Yan was briefly shocked before he rejoiced inwardly, “I’ve said that you’ll regret it!”

“Senior Brother Wang, something doesn’t seem right. I remember that Lin Yun carries a sword box with him…” Leng Mo spoke in a soft voice.

“That’s not Lin Yun?” Wang Yan’s face changed. But he soon sneered, “How can he possibly be alive? Do you think that he can kill someone even after being sieged?”

Even the elders also started to whisper among themselves.

“That doesn’t seem like Lin Yun…”

“Elder Hong, did you manage to see it clearly?”

“It all happened too quickly. I didn’t manage to see it clearly; he fell into the sea of flames. But he doesn’t seem like Lin Yun.”

“That person looks like Jiang Feng to me…”

Everything happened too quickly, and the disciples couldn’t see it clearly. But the elders were all in the Violet Palace Realm, and they could see everything with just a glance. The reason why they thought it was Lin Yun was that they saw four people ganging up on Lin Yun, so they subconsciously thought that Lin Yun was dead.

But they soon felt that something was amiss after they calmed down. At the same time, discussions began to sound out on the observation platform. All of them were discussing if the deceased was Lin Yun. Even Wang Yan couldn’t help suspecting. His face changed, and the Gentlemen Union’s alliance could feel the surrounding awkward atmosphere.

They looked at Wang Yan occasionally with fear in their eyes. If that wasn’t Lin Yun, then Wang Yan would’ve rejoiced for nothing. On the other hand, who knew what kind of expression Wang Yan would have.

After Xin Yan jumped down the observation platform, she wiped the blood off her lips and searched for the direction to the Sword Tomb.

“It’s good that she’s fine,” sighed an elder who descended on a Sword Condor.

“Elder, can you borrow me your condor?” Xin Yan asked anxiously.

“Go ahead.” The elder merely shook his head with a sigh and borrowed her his Sword Condor.

“Thank you!” She jumped onto the Sword Condor and dashed forth. Tears began to roll down Xin Yan’s cheeks as she muttered, “I shouldn’t have allowed you to participate in the Alliance-Union Battle. Damn it, you promised me that you won’t die!”

ON the Sword Condor, Luo Feng let out a breath of relief before he smiled, “Old geezer, have a better look next time if you want to ridicule me.”

“What are you saying?”

“I’m saying that you’re blind!”

“Bullshit! That’s clearly Lin Yun. How can he possibly kill someone after being ganged by four people? Do you think I’m stupid?” Bai Ting cursed. As he spoke, he poured his origin energy into his eyes. But Jiang Feng had already fallen into the sea of flames, and he was already incinerated. So how could Jiang Feng possibly see who that person was?

Retracting his gaze, Bai Ting turned to Luo Feng. He snorted, “Lin Yun must’ve died. Look, even the battle has stopped. We’ll be able to have a better look once the flames calm down.”

But Luo Feng couldn’t be bothered to argue with Bai Ting. He smiled, “That’s right. We’ll know after taking a look. But I’m afraid that it won’t be the outcome that you want. Mhm? What’s that lass doing here?”

A figure was descending on a Sword Condor towards the sea of flames in the Sword Tomb. This sudden scene had caused a huge commotion to the outer disciples gathered outside the Sword Tomb.

Li Wuyou exclaimed out when he saw this scene and stopped Xin Yan. He asked, “Big Sister Xin Yan, what are you doing?”

“I’m going to retrieve junior brother’s corpse even if he’s dead!” Xin Yan sobbed.

“Senior Sister, Big Brother Lin is fine. The one who died is Jiang Feng,” smiled Li Wuyou bitterly.

“Senior Sister Xin Yan, the one who died is really Jiang Feng.” Lin Qiushan, Lin Yan, and everyone else stepped forth with shock in their eyes. They never expected that the indifferent Bloody Rose would have such a soft side to her.

“The sea of flames is calming down. Senior Sister Xin Yan, look at it yourself.”

When the sea of flames calmed down, four figures appeared in everyone’s vision. There was a youth with resilience written on his face standing there proudly with a sword box on his back. He was Lin Yun.

“It’s him…” Xin Yan placed her hands before her chest.

“How is this possibly?!” Bai Ting nearly fell from the Sword Condor because he was too emotional. Lin Yun was actually still alive, and the one who died was Jiang Feng.

“It’s really Lin Yun!”

“He’s actually not dead, and he even managed to kill someone! What a monster!”

“Only Bai Ting can be compared to him in the Sword Firmament Pavilion.”

“He’s not simple. It’s hard to imagine that he’s only seventeen.” The observation went into an uproar.

Wang Yan’s face was drained without any trace of blood. His eyes then flashed with violence and insanity. It was as though he made a decision.

Guardian Plum revealed an appreciative smile. Although the one who died was Jiang Feng, he was emotional when he saw Lin Yun standing there proudly facing three opponents.

“He’s not bad.”

“He’s worth grooming.”

The Sword-Bearing Elders and Hall Masters nodded their heads with appreciation in their eyes. The pushover that everyone had considered actually turned the tables around and even killed someone.

Although the battle was covered by a sea of flames, the elders could imagine how shocking the battle must’ve been. The Sword Tomb was only left with four people, and all of them were injured.

Lin Yun’s injuries might seem more serious than the three, but Chang Wu, Chu Haoyu, and Ye Xiu all had fear in their eyes when they looked at Lin Yun. Chu Haoyu sheathed his sword with a grave expression.

The four stood on the swords in the Sword Tomb with battle spirit blazing in their eyes. When they circulated their origin energy within their body, the atmosphere in the Sword Tomb felt suffocating. No one dared to be careless after Jiang Feng was killed.

Anyone could tell that it was just calm before the storm. Suddenly, an ear-piercing whistle rang out and descended among the four of them. Even the entire Sword Tomb trembled when that object descended. It was an ancient war flag covered in mysterious runes.

“This is…”

While the four of them were shocked, Guardian Plum’s voice rang out, “This is a high-grade cosmic artifact, Scarletflame War Flag. The one who takes the flag wins the Alliance-Union Battle!”

The sea of flames blazed on the war flag, and the spiritual runes on it dazzled. At the same time, the four on the Sword Tomb were shocked.

“A cosmic artifact?!” Did that mean the one who obtains the war flag will become the champion? Everyone’s gazes were on the war flag with a fire burning deep in their eyes. They finally lost control of the battle spirit in their hearts.

A sword buzzing noise echoed from the four of them, which caused the swords in the ground to resonate.