SWNOVELXO Chapter 49: Chapter 49: The Terror of a Rune Master — Killing Without a Trace!
Chapter 49: The Terror of a Rune Master — Killing Without a Trace!
"So you're Lin Fan?"
Wei Tong was stunned the moment he heard the name.
Before arriving at the Lin family, he had already gathered some intel. He knew that the Lin family had a particularly outstanding genius. But earlier, when he saw Lin Dong nearly kill Gu Ying, he had subconsciously assumed Lin Dong was Lin Fan.
Only now did he realize his mistake.
Lin Fan responded calmly, "That's right. Your Bloodclad Sect dared to invade my Lin family. Today, none of you are leaving alive."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
As he spoke, his Niwan Palace trembled, and a terrifying spiritual force erupted forth. He instantly released 365 hair-thin Fragmented Yuansteel needles, directing them to rain down like a storm upon the Bloodclad Sect disciples.
"Aaaargh!!"
In an instant, screams echoed.
More than half of the Bloodclad Sect members were killed on the spot, pierced by the invisible hail of spiritual death!
The rest—just two or three dozen—were left wounded and terrified.
"You little bastard, I'll kill you!"
Wei Tong roared in fury. In a blur of motion, he shot toward Lin Fan, his body wrapped in an aura of terrifying pressure. His right fist clenched and struck toward Lin Fan's chest.
His entire arm was wrapped in a layer of Pure Yuan Qi, sharper and deadlier than a blade.
Lin Fan didn't dare take the blow head-on. After all, he was still a level below in terms of raw Yuan Power.
He retreated rapidly, creating distance while his three life sigils spun violently in his Niwan Palace, forming an invisible spiritual barrier before him.
Boom!
Wei Tong's fist slammed into the spiritual shield.
The fierce Pure Yuan Qi erupted like a volcano—but Lin Fan's Three-Seal-level defense held firm.
A standoff.
And in that moment of deadlock…
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The needles Lin Fan had fired earlier now reversed course, coming from behind to strike Wei Tong!
"Hmph! This trick again? You think it'll work on me?"
Wei Tong snorted coldly and activated Pure Yuan Qi, forming a glowing shield around his body.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The needles struck the protective Qi like rain hitting steel—bounced off harmlessly.
Pure Yuan Qi was formed by compressing Yuan Energy, far superior in both offense and defense.
Besides, Lin Fan was multitasking, his spiritual force divided—it wasn't enough to break through.
"Out of tricks, brat?"
Wei Tong sneered. "Let's see what else you've got!"
Lin Fan ignored the taunt and focused. His three life sigils continued pulsing in his Niwan Palace, pouring out tremendous spiritual power.
But this time, instead of reinforcing his shield, he condensed an invisible spiritual blade—Blade of the Mind.
Across from him, Wei Tong's palms blazed with Pure Yuan Qi.
"Thousand-Crack Palm!"
He roared as his palms combined and descended like twin cleavers, releasing a massive wave of light dozens of feet tall, filled with devastating force.
"Careful!!"
Lin Zhentian, Lin Xiao, and Qingtan shouted in alarm.
Everyone—Lin family and Bloodclad Sect alike—turned to watch.
It was clear: this clash would decide everything.
And at that precise moment, Lin Fan's mental blade was complete.
"Blade of the Mind!"
He whispered coldly. A piercing mental screech echoed across the battlefield, echoing inside everyone's mind.
For a second, it felt like their very souls had been stabbed.
Wei Tong's pupils shrank.
Inside his head, he suddenly sensed a sky-splitting blade descending.
In that instant, his consciousness went blank—as if the whole world had turned against him.
His protective Pure Yuan Qi vanished, and the massive glowing palm strike collapsed mid-air.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two short swords—part of Lin Fan's Seven Star Sword—shot forward.
One pierced Wei Tong's throat.
The other stabbed into his heart.
"Ugh…"
He barely had time to groan before collapsing to the ground—dead, eyes wide open.
All of this had taken only a few breaths.
The Bloodclad Sect disciples stared in disbelief.
"Th-the Sect Master… is dead?!"
Someone finally screamed, shattering the silence.
Terror instantly spread through the remaining Bloodclad Sect members.
On the other hand, the Lin family erupted in cheers.
"Lin Fan-ge won!!"
Qingtan leapt up joyfully.
"Young Master Lin Fan is unmatched!!"
The Lin family guards roared with admiration and relief.
While everyone was celebrating, the hawk-nosed elder—seeing the battle lost—quietly tried to flee.
Roar!!
Xiao Yan spotted him and growled.
"Lin Fan-ge, that one's trying to run!" Lin Dong shouted.
But Lin Fan had already noticed. He darted forward in a flash.
"Spare me! I'll pledge allegiance to the Lin family!"
The elder fell to his knees, crying for mercy.
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