Unrivaled Comprehension: From Mortal to Immortal King

In the Scripture Pavilion, inside the study.

White Yunfei and Old Sheep rushed in, finding Lin Jiufeng still in meditation, looking anxious.

"Senior Brother, those old bastards from Taishang Dao are coming. Stop meditating!" White Yunfei said urgently.

"Senior, four peak-level Ninth-Grade experts are about to arrive soon," Old Sheep also said in distress.

Lin Jiufeng, still in his meditative state, slowly opened his eyes and said softly, "What's the rush? Four Ninth-Grade experts are nothing."

"Four Ninth-Grade experts are nothing?" White Yunfei's eyes lit up immediately, staring at Lin Jiufeng. "Senior Brother, do you have a way to deal with them?"

Old Sheep also fixed his gaze on Lin Jiufeng.

Lin Jiufeng calmly responded, "It's just one sword."

"One sword?" White Yunfei was dumbfounded.

What sword could possibly stop four peak Ninth-Grade experts?

Old Sheep also looked confused, staring blankly at Lin Jiufeng.

"Yes, just one sword," Lin Jiufeng confirmed, nodding firmly.

"But this sword, its sword qi stretches for thirty thousand miles!"

White Yunfei and Old Sheep gasped in disbelief. Could there really be such a powerful sword technique in the world?

Ignoring their astonishment, Lin Jiufeng raised his head, gazing out of the window. At that moment, dusk was approaching, and the sky was bathed in red, like the blushing face of a maiden—beautiful beyond words.

Amid this beauty, four streaks of radiant light cut through the sky, heading toward the Yu Hua Sect.

Boom!

The overwhelming force surged, the sound thundered, and the oppressive pressure arrived, astonishing everyone.

White Yunfei and Old Sheep, standing behind Lin Jiufeng, also saw this scene and involuntarily swallowed.

In the sky painted with the red glow, four massive waves of energy approached, as though a divine punishment had arrived—brilliant yet terrifying.

"They're here for the four peak Ninth-Grade experts!" the onlookers muttered in fear.

In an instant, White Yunfei and Old Sheep realized the gravity of the situation.

Old Sheep spoke, "These are experts from the Ninth-Grade realm."

White Yunfei's face turned grim. "We are no match for them."

"What should we do?" Old Sheep asked, furrowing his brow.

"We'll go find Senior Brother!" White Yunfei said decisively, immediately heading for the Scripture Pavilion.

When facing an unbeatable opponent, they knew where to turn for help.

In the meantime, Lin Jiufeng remained calm, eyes focused as he waited.

In the Scripture Pavilion, Lin Jiufeng raised his hand as rain suddenly began to pour down.

The rain came unexpectedly, leaving White Yunfei and Old Sheep dumbfounded, unable to comprehend the phenomenon.

"This rain... it feels alive?" Old Sheep murmured.

White Yunfei looked at the pouring rain, then suddenly understood. "Yes, it's truly alive."

Without a word, they both turned to Lin Jiufeng, their eyes filled with hope.

In that moment, the overwhelming pressure from the four peak Ninth-Grade experts seemed insignificant before Lin Jiufeng's calm presence.

The rain fell, but upon closer inspection, each droplet was a sword, splashing onto the ground.

The next moment, Lin Jiufeng raised his eyebrow and unsheathed his sword.

The sword qi gathered around him, flying out of the Scripture Pavilion, merging together.

Clang!

The sharp sound of the sword echoed through the heavens, and everyone heard it.

Then, the rain that had fallen began to rise, as if the world was turning upside down. The rain turned to sword qi, merging with Lin Jiufeng's strike into a massive, unstoppable sword energy.

This colossal sword energy shot through the sky, heading straight toward the four Taishang Dao ancestors.

This strike, it tore through the sky, causing countless people to look up in disbelief.

This sword, unmatched in the world.

This sword turned the stars upside down, the world itself was reversed.

It was as though Lin Jiufeng had transcended this mortal realm, while the four Taishang Dao ancestors were now the ones falling through the sky.

Boom!

The sword collided head-on with the four Taishang Dao ancestors, causing them to change color in shock. They never imagined that there was someone so formidable in the Yu Hua Sect.

Before they could react, they were completely engulfed by the sword energy.

In an instant, they evaporated.

The sword passed through the four ancestors, reaching the heavens above, splitting the very fabric of space.

In the eyes of thousands, this sword spanned thirty thousand miles.

The rain began to fall again, accompanied by a fierce wind. This time, the wind and rain carried an enormous amount of spiritual energy from the heavens, bringing it down to the mortal realm.

At that moment, cultivators around the Yu Hua Sect witnessed a miracle.

The thirty thousand miles of sword energy not only vanquished the four Taishang Dao ancestors, but also opened a gateway to the abundant spiritual energy in the heavens.

The rain and wind carried this immense spiritual power, nourishing the nearby cultivators. Those with lower cultivation levels took deep breaths, immediately breaking through to higher levels. Even elderly cultivators at the Eighth-Grade, rejuvenated by the influx of spiritual energy, saw their lifespans extend by years.

The scene was beyond belief, followed by a wave of joyous celebration.

Even the oldest of the masters, some of whom had lived for centuries, were moved to tears. They could feel the opportunity for breakthroughs.

In the Scripture Pavilion, Lin Jiufeng raised his hand to catch a raindrop. It landed in his palm with a soft splash, releasing a burst of fresh spiritual energy.

He gazed up at the sky, where the red glow had vanished, replaced by rolling dark clouds and flashing lightning.

The rain continued to pour, and the spiritual energy kept rising.

A new era had begun.

Lin Jiufeng nodded in satisfaction, turning to White Yunfei and Old Sheep. He was about to speak when he noticed the two of them staring at him in awe, as though they were looking at a monster.

"What is it?" Lin Jiufeng asked gently.

"W-What... what sword technique was that?" White Yunfei stammered, still in shock.

Old Sheep stared at Lin Jiufeng, his eyes full of admiration. He was on the verge of kneeling in reverence.

Lin Jiufeng smiled. "This sword technique is called—One Sword to Exterminate the Immortals."

"One Sword to Exterminate the Immortals... truly deserving of the name," White Yunfei murmured, still unable to snap out of his amazement.

Were the four peak Ninth-Grade experts that they had feared... truly wiped out so easily?

"One Sword to Exterminate the Immortals... truly terrifying," he whispered.

"Senior, did you develop this sword technique yourself?" Old Sheep asked, his voice full of envy.

"No, it was taught to me by a senior," Lin Jiufeng shook his head, speaking softly.

"Where is this senior?" White Yunfei immediately asked, eager to invite the creator of this technique to join the Yu Hua Sect.

Lin Jiufeng replied, "Don't ask about that senior. I've already solved the crisis. Now, the rest is for you to handle."

White Yunfei, suppressing his excitement, nodded. "I'll take care of it."

"Go and calm down those excited people. I need to enter meditation again," Lin Jiufeng told them.

Both White Yunfei and Old Sheep nodded obediently and left. Lin Jiufeng stood alone by the window, watching the rain outside. He murmured, "So, the peak of the Ninth-Grade isn't that remarkable after all."

Once, the Ninth-Grade had seemed like an insurmountable peak to him.

But now, it was nothing extraordinary in his eyes.

"Perhaps, it's time I set my sights on the Tenth-Grade."