Although Lin Yun spoke with a casual air, Fang Yu'er did not for a moment believe that he could single-handedly take on so many experts at once. This was, after all, a princely mansion, filled with countless masters. If a real fight broke out, they would not gain the slightest advantage. Lin Yun's abilities were certainly unique, but the best course of action right now was to negotiate with the Prince, not to fight like this.
Therefore, Fang Yu'er had already prepared herself to escape the battlefield. The moment Lin Yun lost, she would turn and flee without a second's hesitation.
Soon, the first wave of cultivators from the Prince's mansion charged forward.
There was no discernible change in Lin Yun's expression. He just stood there quietly.
The instant the group rushed him, Lin Yun produced his sword box. He slapped a hand against its side. The box sprang open, and a stream of light flashed out.
What flew from within was the Yamata Sword he had just recently obtained. This sword had not appeared in the public eye for many years. The reason Lin Yun chose to use it now was to see if its power was as formidable as it was in the legends.
And in fact, it was just as he had imagined.
The moment the Yamata Sword flew out, the charging cultivators all paused slightly. At first, like the butler, they hadn't taken Lin Yun seriously, and so they hadn't been particularly wary when they attacked. But the instant they drew near, Lin Yun's killing intent domain unfurled. At the same time, as the Yamata Sword appeared, its sharp, murderous aura triggered their instincts. Almost simultaneously, the men halted their charge and rapidly retreated.
The Yamata Sword soared into the air and then plunged downwards, striking the ground like a meteor. A terrifying shockwave of energy rippled outwards. The men who were retreating were indeed fast, but they still couldn't outrun the speed of the expanding energy.
With a deafening boom, they were all sent flying.
The butler's face changed. He knew that for the Prince to value Lin Yun so highly, the boy must have something unique about him. But he had never imagined that Lin Yun would be so extraordinary in battle. The power he could unleash in an instant was immense. Even among the many experts the butler had seen, few could compare to the Lin Yun before him now; they all seemed to be lacking something.
But after the first wave of energy dissipated, more and more men charged forward. Their goal was singular: to defeat Lin Yun in this short window of time.
Although Lin Yun had only deployed the single Yamata Sword, he firmly suppressed everyone present.
Fang Yu'er watched this scene, completely dumbfounded. She knew Lin Yun was strong; the Crimson Ghost Sect had numerous records on him. But she had never imagined that he could display such terrifying power in a real fight. He was just one person, yet he easily held off all the guards of the Prince's mansion, completely dominating them with just a single sword.
Fang Yu'er could see it clearly: there were still two more swords in Lin Yun's box that he hadn't even used. If all three swords were to emerge at once, could anyone present withstand such a terrifying assault? Although it would certainly put more pressure on Lin Yun, it was obvious that the people here were not yet enough to force him to use all three.
The butler's expression was grave, his breathing becoming ragged. If things ended like this, he would have no way to explain it to the Prince. But in the current situation, there was nothing he could do but stand aside and watch helplessly.
"I told you before. With just you people, you have no way of stopping me," Lin Yun said, his tone as relaxed as ever, even as more and more enemies surrounded him. Perhaps many would be worried in such a battle, but not him.
The Yamata Sword soared through the air, moving as if it were an extension of his own body, controlled freely by his will. It was impossible for the people present to stop him now.
Fang Yu'er was stunned into a stupor by Lin Yun's incredible strength. Just how powerful did this kid have to be to act so arrogantly even here?
But while Lin Yun was strong, the key to his dominance was his constant observation of his own panel and the panels of the enemies around him. With this method, he could practically predict the future. Before his opponents could even make a move, Lin Yun had already prepared a counter. The result was predictable. Even though they fought with all their might, Lin Yun would quickly find an opportunity to break through their defenses.
And so, time passed. In just a quarter of an hour, the ground was littered with the bodies of the Prince's men.
Prince Zuo Cheng had not wanted to get involved in this matter personally. After all, this was his own territory. How could he possibly be unable to handle a single Lin Yun? But as the minutes ticked by, even the Prince began to feel a sense of disbelief. It had been so long, why wasn't the battle over yet? Even if Lin Yun's abilities were truly great, it was impossible for one man to defeat every expert in his entire mansion, right? Not to mention, the forces here were not just from his mansion; there were also people from the Shangqing Temple.
Lin Yun, despite the heavy resistance, showed no signs of stopping. Instead, he was like a bulldozer. No matter who dared to stand in his way, the result was the same. It was simply impossible for them to stop him in this state.
Soon, he had pushed from the front courtyard all the way to the central courtyard. During this process, Fang Yu'er came to a true realization. This man was simply too powerful, completely surpassing their level of combat strength. Nearly everyone in the Prince's mansion had been deployed, yet they still could not stop him. Even the butler was now pale, having suffered an internal injury.
And Lin Yun? His expression was still unchanged, as if all the so-called fierce battles before were nothing to him at all. Seeing this, even Fang Yu'er had to admit she was in awe of the man's power.
"Are you going to continue to block my path?" Lin Yun called out, his voice ringing through the courtyard.
"Prince Zuo Cheng is truly a cowardly turtle, hiding in his shell! Even now, you still don't dare to come out and say a single word to me?"
Lin Yun threw his head back and laughed.