Within My Sect, All Realms Unite-Chapter 52: Heavenly Dao Severing Finger

Lin Xiaotian knew he had to act immediately, because if he hesitated even for a moment longer, the entire situation would collapse beyond recovery as the pressure kept stacking from every direction. Even as he fought, his mind split its focus as he rapidly browsed through the system shop, searching for anything that could shift the balance before they were completely crushed.

Nothing useful appeared at first, and frustration began to rise within him as he was forced to defend continuously, until his gaze suddenly locked onto a single item. Invisible Talisman — Duration: 30 seconds.

His eyes flickered toward the higher-grade version instinctively, but the price instantly shut that thought down without mercy, leaving no room for hesitation....This damn system really knows how to give just enough to struggle.

Without any hesitation, he purchased the talisman, and the moment it appeared in his hand, he activated it instantly as his figure vanished completely. What shocked him even more was the sensation that followed, as his body felt light and unreal, as if he had partially slipped out of existence.

The three Core Formation experts facing him froze momentarily, their movements faltering as confusion spread across their expressions when their target disappeared mid-fight. That single moment was enough.

Lin Xiaotian moved like a ghost, closing the distance instantly as his attacks landed before they could even react. Thin lines of blood appeared across their throats, so precise that for a brief second, nothing seemed to happen.

Then everything broke.

They tried to react, hands rising instinctively, but the hidden sword qi erupted within their bodies before they could even form a proper defense. Blood burst outward violently as their insides were torn apart, their eyes frozen in confusion, horror, and disbelief. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Three seconds already...

Lin Xiaotian did not stop, turning immediately as he rushed toward the other battlefields, his movements silent and undetectable as he cut through the chaos. Time ticked rapidly as he struck again and again, each attack clean, fast, and fatal.

One Core Formation expert suddenly staggered mid-strike, a thin red line forming across his throat before his body collapsed. Another had his torso ripped open from within as sword qi erupted outward, his face still frozen in shock.

Ten more seconds passed, and in that short span, eight Core Formation cultivators and nine Foundation Establishment experts fell one after another, their bodies dropping across the battlefield. The momentum shifted instantly as fear spread among the remaining enemies.

Panic erupted as the assassins began to retreat, unable to face an invisible threat they could not perceive or counter. Han Leu ignored them completely, his figure already moving as he flew toward the Golden Core battlefield.

As he moved, Lin Xiaotian’s thoughts remained razor sharp despite the chaos, his mind counting every second as the invisible timer continued to burn away. Without slowing even slightly, he reached into his storage and pulled out a Grade-4 pill.

War God Awakening Pill... this is the only way.

Twenty-two seconds had already passed, and the moment his gaze shifted toward Han Leu, his expression darkened as the situation there had clearly turned unfavorable. Han Leu was being steadily suppressed under the combined assault of three Golden Core experts, their attacks coming in relentless succession, forcing him back step by step.

What shocked him even more was the aura erupting from the assassins, as a familiar demonic energy began to seep out from their bodies, thick, violent, and unstable like something that should not exist in a human cultivator. The blackish-red qi coiled around them like living smoke, pulsing with a faint corruption that distorted the surrounding air.

One of the assassins took a direct strike from Han Leu, a deep wound opening across his chest, yet instead of weakening, the demonic qi surged violently into the injury. The flesh twisted unnaturally as the wound sealed at a visible speed, skin reforming as if time itself had been reversed, leaving only faint traces behind.

Another assassin let out a low growl as his aura spiked, his attacks becoming heavier and more savage, each strike now carrying a corroding force that ate away at everything it touched. His technique twisted mid-execution, turning into something darker, the spiritual energy mixing with demonic qi as his blade released a jagged, unstable wave.

The third assassin’s eyes flickered faintly with a dark glow as his movements sharpened unnaturally, his speed increasing as if his body was being pushed beyond its natural limits. Even his defensive techniques changed, layers of demonic qi forming crude but effective barriers that absorbed damage with disturbing efficiency.

The battlefield itself seemed to react, the air growing heavier, the ground faintly darkening under their presence as if the corruption was spreading outward with every passing second. Their power was no longer just cultivation, it was something twisted, something that traded stability for raw, violent force.

The realization struck instantly.

Demonic corruption...

Without hesitation, Lin Xiaotian sent a mental transmission while throwing the pill with precise control, letting it slip through the chaos unnoticed.

Han Leu caught it instantly. "Take it and go all out."

At the same instant, Lin Xiaotian activated the Heavenly Dao Severing Finger.

All of his spiritual energy was ripped away in an instant, flowing toward his fingertip as a terrifying pressure condensed there. The surrounding air seemed to grow heavy, as if something unnatural had formed.

At the same time, Han Leu swallowed the pill, and his aura erupted violently, pushing back the pressure around him. The assassins rushed forward immediately to interrupt him.

But before they could fathom anything, Lin Xiaotian’s talisman time ended as his figure suddenly reappeared on the battlefield, breaking the illusion in an instant. At that same moment, the terrifying aura gathered at his fingertip surged forward, condensing into a faint finger avatar that descended with overwhelming pressure.

Before the approaching assassin could even react, the attack crushed him completely, his body exploding into pulp as blood scattered outward under the sheer force. There was no resistance, no struggle, only instant annihilation.

Lin Xiaotian then turned his gaze toward Yan Chuan, his expression calm despite the exhaustion tearing through his body as he raised his hand. He showed him the middle finger.

Then he began to fall rapidly as his spiritual reserves were completely emptied, his body losing all strength at once.

His vision blurred as darkness slowly crept in, yet before losing consciousness, he saw Han Leu moving like a war god, crushing the head of the leader in a single strike before chasing down the fleeing low-level Golden Core and Yan Chuan.

Then everything began to fade.

As his consciousness slipped away, he felt himself being caught by something soft, a gentle presence stopping his fall as warmth faintly lingered around him.