Chapter 482: Chapter 482: A Grade Four Spiritual Artifact! Nothing to Fear!

When they felt this power, Ye Tian and the others despaired. This middle-aged man was so strong he could kill them in a single move. I wonder if Lin Xuan can withstand it? Probably not. Even if Lin Xuan can fight across different levels, he’s still no match for a true five-star Grandmaster.

Yet Lin Xuan remained unconcerned. An ordinary five-star Grandmaster was no match for him, especially since he had the Divine Sword. With it, he could sweep through anything!

The middle-aged man standing in the sky looked down at Lin Xuan, let out a cold snort, and thrust out his palm. It descended like a great mountain, aiming to crush Lin Xuan.

"No, Young Master Lin, run!" Ye Tian roared frantically.

"Why should I run?" Lin Xuan asked. "He’s just a five-star Grandmaster. Nothing to fear."

What? Hearing this, Ye Tian froze. Ye Fei was equally dumbfounded. Is he insane? Has Lin Xuan lost his mind? He’s become too arrogant! So what if he swept through five four-star Grandmasters? That doesn’t mean he can contend with a true five-star Grandmaster! If Lin Xuan doesn’t flee, he’s going to suffer a huge loss.

Fang Qingyu also let out a cold snort. "Foolish thing, you’re no match for my Third Uncle."

When she saw Lin Xuan actually extend his own palm toward the sky, she burst out laughing. He actually wants to fight a five-star Grandmaster head-on? He’s truly overestimating himself!

In the next moment, their attacks collided with a thunderous roar. The middle-aged man’s fist was knocked back, and he was sent flying like a kite with a broken string.

What? How is this possible? The surrounding spectators were all dumbfounded when they saw this! A five-star Grandmaster was sent flying by a single palm strike from Lin Xuan! It was unbelievable!

Ye Tian stood dumbfounded, Ye Fei was stunned, and Fang Qingyu felt her scalp tingle. The members of the Fang Family were petrified, like statues.

"A five-star Grandmaster is nothing special," Lin Xuan said with a cold laugh.

"You despicable brat, you dare to belittle me?" the middle-aged man roared, flying back from a distance. He was seething with murderous intent, and the power radiating from him was as deep as an ocean. He couldn’t believe Lin Xuan had sent him flying. To him, this was a great humiliation.

"I truly underestimated you, but you’ve completely enraged me now," he snarled. "Next, I’ll show you the true power of a five-star Grandmaster!"

The middle-aged man attacked again, unleashing the Raging Fire God Palm. His palm conjured towering Flame Mountains that descended from the sky. The mountains merged into a vast range, seemingly capable of suppressing everything in the world.

Lin Xuan snorted and unleashed the World-Ending Flood Dragon Fist. His fists moved like dragons, punch after punch sweeping across the sky. One after another, flood dragons soared into the air, rising and falling between heaven and earth. They carried a destructive power that swept across all directions.

The two forces collided once more. The moment the Flame Mountains were struck by the destructive flood dragons, they instantly shattered.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The Flame Mountains crumbled, scattering flames everywhere. Ye Tian and the others, unable to withstand the force, quickly retreated. Once they reached a safe distance, they continued to watch, amazed at the scene before them.

So powerful! Lin Xuan could truly contend with a five-star Grandmaster, and he wasn’t at a disadvantage in the slightest! It was truly unbelievable! It seemed Lin Xuan could really fight across seven realms! It was heaven-defying! Absolutely incredible!

The faces of the Fang Family members turned extremely grim. Fang Qingyu was on the verge of a breakdown. How can this be? Even with Third Uncle personally taking action, he can’t handle him? This kid can actually fight across seven realms... that’s too heaven-defying!

She had never seen anyone capable of crossing so many realms. Could this boy be a Saint Heir from a Holy Land? Otherwise, how could he be so formidable?

Just as she was thinking this, another thunderous sound echoed from the sky. Immediately after, a figure was sent flying.

Who is it? Fang Qingyu looked closer, and her expression changed dramatically. The one sent flying was her Third Uncle! 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

The middle-aged man flew backward, spitting blood. His arm was covered in cracks and severely injured. And Lin Xuan? He was completely unscathed.

Defeated! The Fang Family’s Third Uncle had actually been defeated! Fang Qingyu was stunned. Even a five-star Grandmaster isn’t his match? It’s over... Does this mean the mission is a failure?

Fang Qingyu’s heart sank into a pit of despair.

Meanwhile, the middle-aged man stabilized himself. His expression was incredibly grim, his eyes locked onto Lin Xuan. He couldn’t believe his opponent had injured him. It was unbelievable.

"Who are you? Who on earth are you?" In his mind, only the legendary Saint Heirs from the major Holy Lands could be so heaven-defying. "Could it be you’re a Saint Heir from some Holy Land?"

"What’s a Saint Heir? My status is far more noble than that," Lin Xuan snorted coldly.

He was a descendant of a Great Emperor. In truth, his status was absolutely above that of any Saint Heir.

The middle-aged man was dumbfounded; he had never met such an arrogant young man. However, this also thoroughly enraged him. With a wave of his hand, he took a Scroll from his Storage Ring. When he opened it, it unfurled into a painted scroll: the Qiankun Mountain and River Map.

The middle-aged man activated the Qiankun Mountain and River Map. Countless resplendent rays shot out from the scroll, forming a rain of light that enveloped the area. Lin Xuan was also swallowed by the rain of light, and the crowd could no longer see his figure.

Ye Tian and Ye Fei grew worried. Can Young Master Lin withstand this?

But the members of the Fang Family were ecstatic. "That kid will undoubtedly be defeated!"

"Young Master Lin’s strength is beyond your imagination," Ye Tian said coldly. "He might not lose."

Ye Fei added, "Young Master Lin has created so many miracles. He’ll surely win this time too!"

"You’re all so naive!" Fang Qingyu sneered. "You have no idea what the Qiankun Mountain and River Map is, do you? This is a fourth-grade Spiritual Artifact. Even a Grandmaster couldn’t escape if trapped inside, let alone that boy. Unless he has a fourth-grade Spiritual Artifact of his own, he has no chance of getting out. But does he?"

What? Ye Tian froze. Ye Fei despaired. How could this be happening? It’s over. Lin Xuan is going to be suppressed. Even their Ye Family didn’t possess a fourth-grade Spiritual Artifact, so how could Lin Xuan possibly have one? To think that after fighting so hard, he would still end up losing... It just goes to show that the Fang Family’s foundation is too deep and their Spiritual Artifacts are too powerful.

Fang Qingyu looked up at the rain of light in the sky, a smug smile gracing her lips. Next, her Third Uncle just needed to defeat this boy and her task would be complete. Then, she could take the three of them back to see her grandfather.

Within the rain of light, the silhouette of the middle-aged man emerged.

"Boy, kneel and submit," he said, looking down from on high. "You have nowhere to run. Your defeat is certain."

Lin Xuan felt the power of the light rain but was unconcerned. He snorted coldly, "You alone are not enough to defeat me."

"Foolish boy, what do you know? This Qiankun Mountain and River Map is a genuine fourth-grade Spiritual Artifact! Can you possibly resist a fourth-grade Spiritual Artifact? What a joke!"

"What’s so great about a fourth-grade Spiritual Artifact? It can’t trap me," Lin Xuan retorted, completely disregarding it.

The Linglong Nine Heavens Sword is far more powerful than any fourth-grade Spiritual Artifact. Once the Divine Sword is drawn, it can sweep away everything.

What an idiot, the middle-aged man sneered. "Let me show you the might of a fourth-grade Spiritual Artifact."

With that, he waved his hand, and the rain of light transformed into countless chains that rushed forward, instantly enveloping Lin Xuan.

Victory! The middle-aged man was ecstatic. In his mind, Lin Xuan surely couldn’t withstand this.