Zhou Yong's face twisted when he saw Lin Xuan.
However, when he thought of Lin Xuan's status as a second-grade inscription master, he sighed.
He could not afford to offend Lin Xuan unless his master intervened.
"Big Brother Zhou, you must have become a second-grade inscription master. Help me teach them a lesson!" Xing Tong was still shouting.
However, when they saw the golden pattern on Zhou Yong's chest, they were stunned.
"Brother Zhou, could it be that you …" the bald man said doubtfully.
"I'm sorry, everyone. I can't do anything about this." Zhou Yong sighed.
"Lord Lin Xuan, this has nothing to do with me." He cupped his fists and said to Lin Xuan.
"Lord … Lord Lin?" The surrounding martial artists were stunned and looked at Lin Xuan in confusion.
Someone who could be addressed as lord by Zhou Yong was definitely not a simple person.
Could it be that Lin Xuan had an extraordinary background?
The bald man suddenly had a bad premonition. He was about to ask when he realized that Zhou Yong had already run away.
Lin Xuan flipped his palm and put on his silver robe. The two golden patterns on his chest were as dazzling as swords.
"Second-grade inscription master!" The Xing Family martial artists' expressions changed, and the bald man almost jumped up.
They never would have thought that Lin Xuan was a second-grade inscription master!
No wonder Lin Xuan was not afraid of them. No wonder Zhou Yong called him Lord Lin Xuan. Everything was clear now.
"It's a misunderstanding, Lord Lin. It's a misunderstanding!" The bald man immediately smiled. They could not afford to offend a second-grade inscription master.
"Hurry up and disperse. If you block Lord Lin's path, I'll kill you."
"Lord Lin, take care. We'll leave now." The bald man nodded and bowed, preparing to leave.
"Wait!" Lin Xuan said in a low voice. "You want to leave?"
Everyone stiffened and reluctantly stopped in their tracks.
The bald man gritted his teeth and threw Xing Tong in front of Lin Xuan. Then, he punched and kicked him.
"You piece of trash, how dare you offend Lord Lin. You're courting death!"
Xing Tong twitched, clutching his head and screaming.
He wanted to die now. A second grade inscription master could kill him in the blink of an eye.
"Lord Lin, I was wrong. I was blind. I deserve to die!" Xing Tong began to slap himself.
"Lord Lin, please let me go!"
"It's done," Lin Xuan said calmly. "It's not impossible to let you go, but it depends on whether you are sincere."
"Lord Lin, feel free to instruct us. The Xing Family will definitely get it done for you."
The bald man hurriedly said. Xing Tong also looked at Lin Xuan with hope.
Lin Xuan took out a piece of paper and wrote down a bunch of Spiritual Grasses.
"I'll give you three days to gather everything on the list and send it to the Volcano Cultivation Room."
The bald man took the paper and glanced at it. Seeing that it was full of precious spirit herbs, he immediately felt distressed.
However, he couldn't show it on his face.
"If I don't see anything in three days, I'll have to make a trip to the Xing Family. At that time, don't blame me for not giving you a chance," Lin Xuan said calmly.
"Lord Lin, don't worry. We'll definitely deliver it!" The bald man quickly said and left with the group.
Lin Xuan smiled as he watched the group leave. He then walked towards the Volcano Cultivation Room with Zhao Xue.
He entered the Cultivation Room again. This time, he wanted to remove the mark of the Purple Demon Palace.
He constantly scanned his body with his soul power. With Lord Alcohol's guidance, he finally found the mark.
It was a purple dot of light the size of a needle. It was hidden deep within his body.
In the past, Lin Xuan wouldn't have been able to discover it. However, now that his soul power had increased, it was easy for him to find it.
His soul power transformed into an invisible sword aura and pierced out, shattering the purple dot of light.
Golden lightning surged, forming a sphere that wrapped around it and sent it out of his body.
After removing the purple dot of light, Lin Xuan felt much more comfortable. Even the circulation of his spiritual power was much smoother.
He closed his eyes and rested for a while. After adjusting his condition to its peak, he took out a huge block of ice.
Cold air surged out, and the entire room seemed to be frozen.
Inside the blue block of ice, the azure-haired man was motionless.
However, Lin Xuan could clearly feel that the azure-haired man's aura was still fluctuating.
"It's been so long, but he hasn't frozen to death?" Lin Xuan was surprised.
"With your current strength, you should be able to use the slave seal," Lord Alcohol said slowly. "Do as I say."
Lin Xuan nodded. His soul power surged out and seeped into the ice block.
When it came into contact with the azure-haired man, the latter's tightly shut eyes suddenly opened. Green flames danced in his eye sockets.
"Seal!"
Lin Xuan's soul power surged into the azure-haired man's mind, forming a strange seal.
Ka ka ka!
The green flames in the azure-haired man's eyes danced. A terrifying aura spread out, causing cracks to appear on the ice block.
"Soul Sword!"
A translucent sword beam surged out of Lin Xuan's left eye, penetrating the ice block and entering the azure-haired man's soul.
Chi chi!
Immediately, the green flames in the azure-haired man's eyes weakened significantly.
As for Lin Xuan's slave seal, it was successfully imprinted in his mind.
"It's a success." Lin Xuan heaved a sigh of relief.
Cloud Prefecture, underwater world.
In a huge crack, there was a palace.
Inside the palace, the bronze coffin suddenly trembled as a terrifying aura spread out in all directions.
The waves at the bottom of the sea churned, forming a huge whirlpool that seemed to tear everything apart.
"Slave seal!" A deep voice came from the coffin.
In the cultivation room, Lin Xuan released the azure-haired man and stared at him cautiously.
"Master." Inscriptions appeared in the azure-haired man's eyes.
"Okay." Lin Xuan nodded in satisfaction. From the looks of it, the slave seal was indeed useful.
Suddenly, the azure-haired man's body stiffened as the green flames in his eyes burned again.
"This is his true body summoning you. Quickly use your sword intent to sever this connection," reminded Lord Alcohol.
Lin Xuan's eyes focused as his sword intent surged. A sharp sword beam slashed out into the void.
With the invisible connection severed, the azure-haired man regained his calm.
"Alright, there won't be any accidents this time."
Cloud Prefecture, underwater.
The deep voice sounded again, "Great Dragon Sword …"
Cultivation room.
Lin Xuan exhaled and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
"I'm your servant," said the azure-haired man.
"I'm asking who you were before. Or should I say, who is your true body? "
"Left Azure Wyrm Envoy," said the azure-haired man.
"What's your relationship with the Nether Hall?" Lin Xuan continued asking.
"The Nether Hall is one of the eight halls of our sect," said the azure-haired man slowly.
"One of the eight halls!" Lin Xuan's pupils constricted. According to what he knew, the Nether Hall had once controlled several countries and was abnormally powerful.
But now, it was only one of the halls.
"What sect? Tell me everything you know!" Lin Xuan said in a deep voice.
"The Nether Hall belongs to the Black Dragon Sect. It's one of the weaker halls. The hall master is Old Man Nether, who has reached the Earthly Supremacy Realm.
"Our sect's leader, the Black Dragon Sect's leader, has boundless magic power. He's like a true god. He has two envoys, four guardians, and eight hall masters. All of them are powerful.
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