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Chapter 236 - Killing One Thousand

Wu Feng Valley was one of the demonic sects in Zhao. It was a great sect 400 years ago, but it had fallen in the past 400 years.

Its Nascent Soul cultivators weren't able to break through. Their lifespans ended and none of them could escape the life and death cycle.

This caused this once great sect to gradually decline, and along with how powerful the Xuan Dao Sect became, Wu Feng Valley dropped down to a second grade sect.

The decline of Wu Feng Valley caused Teng Huayuan's ambition to flare up. Throughout the years, he had been slowly sending more and more Teng family members into Wu Feng Valley. The ancestors of Wu Feng Valley knew of this, but because Teng Huayuan was so powerful, they couldn't do anything.

It has to be said that Teng Huayuan was an elder of Wu Feng Valley. This way, the other sects couldn't say anything as this would be considered an internal problem of Wu Feng Valley.

So far, there were a total of 93 Teng family member in Wu Feng Valley, with a majority of them holding high positions in the sect. Three of them had already reached very high positions. The most prominent of them was a 5th generation family member, Teng Gao. He had already become a candidate for the next sect head.

The other two Nascent Soul cultivators were completely helpless against Teng Huayuan's actions. They could only pretend that nothing was wrong while always in closed door cultivation to try to break through the early stage of Nascent Soul into the mid stage of Nascent Soul and increase their lifespans.

In addition, every year, the Teng family would gift them things like spirit herbs and pills. As a result, they were given even more reasons to turn a blind eye. It's not like they could win against Teng Huayuan.

It could be said that Wu Feng Valley had become a personal sect of the Teng family.

When this first started, there were people that were opposed to it. People of Wu Feng Valley acted out and voiced their concerns, but after hundreds of years of it happening, there was no longer anyone that voiced their opposition and even the disciples of Wu Feng Valley believed they were part of the Teng Family.

After all, hundreds of years could change a lot and most of Wu Feng Valley's current disciples were a new generation that had been accepted in the past few hundred years.

Wang Lin stood on top of the mosquito beast and his divine sense was locked on the people in Wu Feng Valley. Behind him was the long dragon banner with seven bodies bound to it that had already been mummified under the strong wind.

Wang Lin arrived outside Wu Feng Valley with a monstrous killing intent.

Although Wu Feng Valley was called a valley, it still had a mountain. The mountain range was called Five Peak Mountains. The mountain range was shaped like five fingers coming out of the ground.

Wu Feng Valley was located in this mountain range. The main sect was in the middle mountain while the other four mountains were for all the branches of the sect.

Many years ago, when Wu Feng Valley was at its peak, the five mountains were filled with spirit energy. There were thousands of cultivators and Wu Feng Valley was the overlord of the area.

But now, the mountain range was very deserted and spirit energy was scarce. There wasn't even one thousand disciples in the sect anymore and many of them were new disciples who were only at the 1st or 2nd layer of Qi Condensation.

Wang Lin arrived at the mountain riding the mosquito beast. It seemed someone had noticed his presence. Immediately, a cyan colored lightscreen appeared to block Wang Lin. At the same time, a powerful killing intent came from the peak of each mountain. There were five men in white standing at the top of each peak with blue, red, purple, yellow, and white swords respectively floating above their heads.

Boundless waves of spiritual energy came from the mountains and entered the five. After a series of conversions, that energy entered the flying swords, making them more powerful.

Wang Lin let out a sneer. These five are all members of the Teng family. Clearly, they were prepared. They must have been warned by that old man of the Teng family from the last sect, so they made preparations beforehand.

This was inevitable and Wang Lin didn't try to keep it a secret. With that old man's cultivation level, Wang Lin could have easily killed him before he could send out the warning.

This was exactly what Wang Lin wanted. He wanted the entire country of Zhao to know that he was going to wipe out the Teng family. His revenge was not something to be done in secret. Instead, he would blaze the across country, because right now, he had the power to do so.

The five Teng family members' hearts were very gloomy. They opened up the grand formation because they got the warning from Teng Gao that a powerful enemy was coming. Even though they had the grand formation up, the five didn't feel relaxed at all and instead felt rage in their hearts.

They were enraged because they saw the seven bodies bound to the dragon banner floating behind the youth in white.

Wang Lin didn't pause. The moment the defense formation came up, he took out an ancient sword sheath. His eyes were filled with a ruthless light.

Since Wu Feng Valley was using Sword Qi to fight, then let them see what real Sword Qi is.

Wang Lin took out a flying sword with his right hand. Currently, he had many low quality magic treasures with him. After all, 400 years of accumulated wealth was no small amount.

He quickly forced the sword into the sword sheath. When it was 4/5th of the way in, there was suddenly a powerful resistance.

The five people on the peaks of the mountains let out shouts. The swords above their heads hummed and sword qi shot up into the air from the five swords. The color of the sky changed and the five sword qis moved like five dragons as they charged toward Wang Lin.

Wang Lin held the sword sheath. He could feel that the killing intent mixed with the sword qi inside the sword sheath had reached its limit. He let go of the sword and suddenly, an aura more powerful than the five swords' qis combined came out of the sword sheath.

The sword aura flowed like a river. It made people want to go insane.

After one hour, Wang Lin left the area with a head in his hand. This head belonged to the highest ranking Teng family member in Wu Feng Valley, Teng Gao.

Teng Gao's eyes were filled with fear; however, because he was named Teng, he couldn't avoid it.

Behind Wang Lin, the large dragon banner behind him already had 100 bodies bound to it.

These bodies and heads spread out like a fan as Wang Lin flew. Anyone who saw this would be shocked.

After the killing spree was over, two old men walked out of Wu Feng Valley. These two were the Nascent Soul cultivators of Wu Feng Valley. Not only were they not angry, but there was excitement burning in their eyes as one of them said, "The Teng family is finished!"

The other nodded and laughed. "That's right. This person's cultivation level is really high. He must be from a demonic sect of a higher ranked cultivation country. From the looks of his actions, he intends to wipe out the Teng family. I wonder, if Punnan Zi acted, would he be able to hold out? Even if he can't, it won't affect us."

"Junior apprentice brother, I feel that this person looks very familiar, but no matter how much I try, I just can't remember where I've seen him before."

"Realy? Senior apprentice brother, I thought it was just me, but we must have met this person before!"

The two thought for a long time, but still couldn't remember anything. They had already forgotten about the youth that had his body destroyed in a fight against Teng Huayuan outside Wu Feng Valley all those years ago.

Wang Lin stood on top of the mosquito beast. His eyes were still cold as he set his sights on a village 8,000 kilometers away. There were 174 Teng family members in that village.

Teng Family City.

Teng Huayaun sat in the main hall of the Teng family ancestral home. His face was gloomy and before him knelt three people.

Besides the three people, there were dozens of others around the hall. All of them stood with their heads down. Silence and fear flashed across their eyes.

"In four days, this person has killed 961 people of the Teng family!" Teng Huayuan let out a laugh as his eyes became even colder. He threw a piece of jade at one of the people that were kneeling on the ground and said, "Xun Er, speak! Share the news that you have brought back!"

The youth kneeling on the ground was a young man whose face was as white and smooth as jade. He took the jade and placed it on his forehead. His expression didn't change as he slowly said, "Four days ago, this person appeared at the Tian Dao Sect. He killed seven members of our Teng family and left."

"On the same day, he appeared at Wu Feng Valley and used a sword sheath magic treasure to destroy the defense formation. He set up a 1000 kilometer restriction zone and killed 93 members of our Teng family."

"Three days ago, he appeared at a branch home of our Teng family. He killed all 174 Teng family members there."

"On the same day, this person showed up Tian Yin City and wiped out the branch family that was established there 200 years ago. A total of 104 Teng family members were killed."

"Two days ago, the Teng family members near the capital were wiped out. 211 people died in one hour."

"On the same day, the 27 Teng family members in the Yuan Kui Sect all died."

"Yesterday… the group we sent to the Jie Mie Sect to train was wiped out. All 345 Teng family members died. Their blood flowed like a river."

As he spoke, the breathing of people in the room became more rough. Every one of those numbers represented the life of a Teng family member.

Teng Huayuan tightened his fists. He took a deep breath and asked, "Did you find out the identity of this person?"

The youth, who still had an indifferent face, shook his head and said, "I haven't managed to find out. Every person from the Teng family that has encountered him has died. Everyone else received orders from their sects to not say a word. Junior spent a lot of effort to get a picture. Ancestor, please look."

With that, he slapped his bag of holding and took out a scroll. He slowly opened up the scroll for Teng Huayuan to see. On the scroll was a very simple sketch of a person.

This person had flowing white hair and had a purple star on his forehead. His entire expression was filled with killing intent. Below him was a giant mosquito beast. The most notable feature of the beast was its long proboscis.

In the middle of the proboscis hung chain that connected to something all the way behind them.

The chain spread into many different branches. There were countless bodies attached to each branch.

Although everyone only saw a picture, they all took deep breaths and revealed horrified expressions. Some of their faces were already so pale, there wasn't even a trace of blood left on them.

After Teng Huayuan saw the picture, his eyes were glued onto the youth's face. After a long time, he revealed an expression of disbelief.

He didn't hesitate as he grabbed the scroll with his hands. He stared at the picture as veins began to surface on his forehead.

"So it is you!" A strong aura suddenly spread from Teng Huayuan and turned the furniture around him into dust. There was even a Teng family member that wasn't able to get away fast enough and was turned to dust after letting out a scream.

As for the three people kneeling on the ground, they were the first ones to back away. Aside from the youth with the indifferent expression, the other two were terrified.

Everyone in the hall knew that the ancestor was angry.

After killing 900 plus Teng family members, the ancestor didn't get angry and was only gloomy, but after seeing a picture of this person, they didn't know why, but the ancestor lost control of his spiritual energy.

Teng Huayuan stared at the youth in the picture. There was a trace of fear in his eyes. He was able to instantly recognize the person in the picture.

It was that Wang Lin from back then!

But he clearly remembered seeing Wang Lin die back then, which was why when he saw the picture, he was shocked and lost control of his spiritual energy.

Teng Huayuan still remembered even to this day the terrifying eyes Wang Lin had when he died. That look had haunted him for these past 400 years.

Teng Huayuan muttered, "He came back…"

At that moment, everyone in the hall wondered who exactly this person was. It was clear that the ancestor knew this person, or their hatred for each other wouldn't be so deep.

But almost everyone here was born in the last 400 years, so they didn't know about what had happened 400 years ago. In fact, although many people knew about this matter, not many people talked about it. After all, a Nascent Soul cultivator wiping out a mortal family was not something to brag about.

Teng Huayuan's face was ugly. Just as he was about to speak, a middle aged man rushed into the hall. This person's face looked familar to Teng Huayuan. Right as he entered the main hall, he kneeled down and revealed a shocked expression. With a voice filled with terror, he said, "Ancestor, we… we can't leave…"

Teng Huayuan frowned and shouted, "What are you panicking for? What are you saying? What do you mean we can't leave?"

The middle aged man swallowed, took a deep breath, and quickly said, "A few days ago, there was a rumor from Teng family members about a lightscreen 10,000 kilometers from Teng Family City preventing anyone from leaving. Junior didn't mind at first, but when I tried to leave for business, junior found that it was indeed as the rumors said. I was unable to go more than 10,000 kilometers from Teng Family City."

The moment those words were said, the entire room became silent. Teng Huayuan looked at the middle aged man and left the ancestral hall without a word. After leaving the hall, he instantly disappeared and reappeared 100 kilometers away, then flew away from Teng Family City.

After arriving at the 10,000 kilometer limit, Teng Huayaun didn't stop and charged forward. A screen of red light suddenly appeared as Teng Huayuan slammed into it. Waves of ripples spread out, but the light screen didn't break. No matter how far Teng Huayun stretched it, it would always return to normal.

Teng Huayuan's expression became even darker. Then, he took out powerful magic treasures and used them one by one. To his horror, he found that the light screen remained intact.

A trace of anxiety that hadn't appeared in a long time appeared in Teng Huayuan's heart. He almost immediately realized that Wang Lin had asked someone to put down this restriction. The goal was to trap everyone in Teng family city so they could only sit and watch as the rest of the Teng family members were killed.

There was also another purpose for the lightscreen. All of the killing would scare the Teng family members to escape to Teng Family City. Once everyone has gathered in Teng Family City, Wang Lin will come attack.

Teng Huayuan didn't believe that Wang Lin had the ability to to lay down this restriction himself. Even if Wang Lin hadn't died that time, at most, his cultivation was only at the late stage of Core Formation or the early stage of Nascent Soul in the worst case.

With Teng Huayuan's late stage Nascent Soul cultivation, Wang Lin didn't seem significant to him at all. What he feared was the person who had set up this restriction. He guessed that that person's cultivation level might be Spirit Severing.

This was his real concern. After pondering for a while, he wondered how deep of a relationship that senior had with Wang Lin. If their relationship wasn't too deep, then this wasn't something the family couldn't withstand.

Teng Huayuan didn't even think that there was any chance that this restriction had been placed by Wang Lin.

He pondered a bit, then left with a gloomy expression. After he returned, he opened up all of the protective formations in Teng Family City with no regards to the cost.

He then went into closed door cultivation to keep his body at its peak so he'd be ready to battle at any time.

To Wang Lin, the past four days of killing and the one thousand people he had killed was only the start. Compared to the tens of thousands of Teng family members, this was only a small number.

Wang Lin stood on the mosquito beast and behind him were almost one thousand bodies. The thousand bodies covered a few hundred feet of area and when he flew over an area, they cast a shadow on the land below.

His eyes were still cold. It was as if they were ice that would never melt even in tens of thousands of years. His next destination was the He Huan Sect.

The He Huan Sect had became the number one demonic sect in Zhao. They had many exports and thousands of disciples. There were a total of 481 Teng family members in the He Huan Sect.

These people were not all He Huan Sect disciples, but they were at the He Huan Sect right now.

A few days ago, Wang Lin killed over 300 Teng family members at the Ji Mie Sect and all of them were at the Qi Condensation stage. Wang Lin questioned the people there and found that the elite of the Teng family had been sent out for training.

It seemed the Teng family members in the He Huan Sect were also there for training.

Wang Lin let out a cruel smile as he slowly flew toward the He Huan Sect.

But just at that moment, his expression changed as he looked to the east. There, in the distance, a colorful carriage floated toward his direction under the control of several youths.

A voice came from the distance. "Immortal Ji Mo is here. Random people, please move out of the way!"

Chapter 237 - Wang… Wang Lin?

The multicolored flower carriage was very eye catching, especially when it caught the light of the sun, but what was even more ridiculous was that all of the flowers on the carriage were very rare spirit herbs in the country of Zhao.

In addition to the flowers, there were many spots of light on the carriage. When the carriage moved, it was like the night sky filled with stars. In fact, it was so bright that the light would hurt yours eyes if you looked at them.

Even with Wang Lin's mental fortitude, he couldn't help but be dumbstruck for a moment. All of those shiny objects were low quality spirit stones.

It's not that the spirit stones were that precious or that there were that many. If Wang Lin were to lay out all of the spirit stones he possessed, he could decorate hundreds of those carriages.

However, even with how long Wang Lin had lived and how much he had experienced, this was the first time he had met someone so lavish…

The young boys and girls around the flower carriage were all very handsome and pretty. Although they were all only at the 2nd or 3rd stage of Qi Condensation, the arrogance on their faces was even greater than some low-key Nascent Soul cultivators'.

As the flower carriage got closer, Wang Lin's eyes became more calm as he observed the carriage.

"Immortal Ji Mo is here, everybody make way!" One of the youths shouted in a high pitch voice as he stared at Wang Lin, completely disregarding all of the bodies floating behind Wang Lin.

"Ji Mo…" Wang Lin pondered a little. This name sounded very familiar to him. After carefully thinking, his eyes suddenly lit up as he said, "Old man Ji Mo?"

"You dare!" Almost all of the youths shouted at the same time. Their voices were in complete unison, as if they had practiced. Maybe because all of their voices were in sync, they were able to create a bit of pressure.

However, to Wang Lin, it was far too weak.

"Shut up! All of you, stand down!" A sharp voice came from inside the carriage. Shortly after, the front part of the carriage slowly opened up, revealing a very gorgeous bed.

On that bed lied a body that was like a mountain of fat. The person had an oily face and was so fat that he didn't even look human anymore. The person was wrapped in a blanket. The blanket was covered in mid quality spirit stones.

"You know this old man?" The fat man looked at the countless bodies behind Wang Lin and frowned. He asked, "Fellow cultivator, did these mortals mess with you for you to have killed them all?" In his eyes, Wang Lin was same the as him, only at the early stage of Nascent Soul, so he didn't think of Wang Lin as a threat.

Ji Mo had rampaged around Zhao for a long time. After he reached the Nascent Soul stage, aside from the few late stage Nascent Soul cultivators, he didn't think any other cultivators were a threat to him. This had a lot to do with the secret dark arts he practiced. This cultivation method was dedicated to making puppets, so even though his cultivation level was only early stage Nascent Soul, he had a few puppets made from ancient cultivators' remains.

In reality, Ji Mo had been studying this for a long time. He had always been looking for things like zombies to refine.

Wang Lin let out a cruel smile. He waved his right hand and grabbed a head from the dragon banner behind him. "Do you know this person?" he asked.

Old man Ji Mo was stunned. He originally thought that this person was just a cultivator that had killed a bunch of mortals. He looked at the face that was filled with fear and had a hard time identifying the person. After looking at it for a while, his eyes suddenly opened wide as he said, "Teng Gao?"

This Teng Gao was the Teng family member with the highest position in Wu Feng Valley. He was going to be the next sect head. He also received a lot of attention from Teng Huayuan. Since Zhao was such a small country, Ji Mo would naturally know such a person.

Then, he spread out his divine sense. This time, he carefully looked at all the bodies. As he checked, his face became more and more ugly and this gaggle of corpses suddenly had a totally different meaning.

He almost sucked in a breath of cold air as he stared at Wang Lin and slowly asked, "These people are all Teng family members?" He suddenly became very cautious and no longer dared to look down on this person. Although the Teng family members that were killed weren't strong, if this person dared to kill this many Teng family members, then he was either stupid or arrogant enough to not fear Teng Huayuan.

He immediately decided in his heart that this person was not someone he could mess with. Teng Huayuan had already reached the late stage of Nascent Soul and the Teng family was filled with powerful cultivators, yet this person didn't seem to care. Obviously, this person was looking down on the Teng family and old man Ji Mo didn't want to mess with a madman like this.

Old man Ji Mo's face was instantly filled with smiles as he said, "Well done! This old man also sees the Teng family as an annoyance. Fellow cultivator, good job killing… keep on killing! This old man has something to do, so I'll take my leave." With that, he tried to maneuver the carriage to back up to get away from this fiend.

Wang Lin's eyes became cold as he asked, "Do you know why I'm killing Teng family members?"

Old man Ji Mo's body shook. He had a feeling that something bad was going to happen and said, "I don't want to know. Fellow cultivator, goodbye!" With that, he started to leave without any hesitation, even leaving behind the young boys and girls that were escorting him.

Wang Lin didn't stop him, but slapped his bag of holding and took out the restriction flag. With a shake, the flag instant covered an area of 1000 kilometers.

Old man Ji Mo's expression suddenly became very ugly. He stared at Wang Lin and barked, "What is this meaning of this? I didn't interfere with you or the Teng family! Your cultivation level is the same as mine, don't think I'm afraid of you!"

Wang Lin calmly looked at old man Ji Mo. He let out a sarcastic smile and said, "400 years ago, your youngest disciple suddenly died. Do you still remember?"

The moment old man Ji Mo heard this, he was immediately stunned, but soon recovered and stared at Wang Lin without a word.

Wang Lin's voice was gentle as he slowly said, "That little disciple you had was killed by me and he had a disciple call Zhang Hu, who was from the same sect as me."

The fat on old man Ji Mo's face twitched as he faked a smile and said, "You killed him? Oh well. This old man has already forgotten about what happened 400 years ago."

Although he said that, his hand was already on his bag of holding. Four streams of black smoke emerged next to him.

In the gaps between the smoke, one could see the mummified puppets. Normally, when old man Ji Mo fought, he didn't use this move at all. This showed just how much he dreaded Wang Lin.

Each of these puppets had a cultivation level close to early stage Nascent Soul, but Wang Lin didn't pay any attention to him and said, "After that, Zhang Hu and I were chased by Teng Lu. I believe you should remember what happened back then."

Old man Ji Mo was unsettled. After a while, he sighed and said, "Actually, I…" Just as he spoke, his eyes lit up and his fat body jumped off the carriage. While flying backwards, he shot out four drops of blood that landed on the four puppets.

The four puppets suddenly opened their eyes, revealing their red eyes. They let out wild-beast-like roars as they charged toward Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's expression was calm as his right hand formed a seal and he shouted, "Stop!"

Suddenly, eight restrictions suddenly appeared from the darkness, covering the area and surrounding the four puppets. Wang Lin leisurely flew toward old man Ji Mo.

Although old man Ji Mo was fat, he was not slow. He quickly flew away and even teleported to escape, but no matter how hard he tried to escape, Wang Lin was always right behind him.

Ji Mo clenched his teeth and stopped moving. His hand formed a seal and his body shook. The fat on his body started to move strangely. It seemed to be slowly absorbed as his body became thinner. As the fat was absorbed by his body, his aura suddenly became stronger. His hair moved without any wind and the amount of spirit energy in him increased. His cultivation level suddenly went from early stage Nascent Soul to mid stage Nascent Soul.

In the end, the person before Wang Lin was a very strong looking middle aged man. This person was very handsome. His brows were thick, his eyes were large, and he emitted a powerful aura.

His cultivation level shot up to the peak of middle stage Nascent Soul, only one step from late stage Nascent Soul.

He stared at Wang Lin and said, in a low voice, "You should feel honored. You are the first person to see my true form since I've reached the Nascent Soul stage. There are too few experts around, so I'm reluctant to kill you. If you had another 80 to 100 years, you might have had time to grow up. Let's do this: if you cut off one of your arms, I'll let you go for 100 years. I hope that, in 100 years, you will grow powerful enough to fight me. I can't wait!"

After Ji Mo finished speaking, his face was filled with pride. His hands were behind his back and his head was pointed toward the sky. His figure revealed the look of someone who was unbeatable, but it also contained a hint of loneliness.

After letting out a sigh, he glanced at Wang Lin, then slowly left. When he moved 100 meters away, he suddenly increased his speed and ran off without even looking back.

Wang Lin revealed an odd expression. His eyes glowed red as the Ji Realm suddenly moved and a series of red lightning bolts shot from his eyes.

Without any suspense, Ji Mo's eyes dimmed as he revealed a look of disbelief, then his body fell from the sky. Then, under the attack of several restrictions, his body was torn apart. At the same time, his bag of holding floated into Wang Lin's hand.

Wang Lin's body flashed and disappeared. When he reappeared, he was next to the 4 puppets. When Ji Mo died, the 4 puppets stopped moving.

Wang Lin looked at them a few times and thought for a while. He searched through Ji Mo's bag of holding and started checking all of the jades inside. After a while, he found a piece of jade that contained the method for refining puppets.

After reading the jade, Wang Lin's hand formed seals according to the instructions and shot them toward the puppets' foreheads. Suddenly, the puppets turned into smoke and entered the bag of holding.

Wang Lin then put away the bag of holding, stepped back onto the mosquito beast, and quickly moved toward the He Huan Sect.

Inside the He Huan Sect, the head ancestor, old man Ying Yang, had a dark expression and was walking back and forth in the main hall with his hands behind his back. He couldn't make up his mind.

Inside the main hall were three others, two female and one male. The male was very handsome and the two females were very beautiful. All three of them were Nascent Soul cultivators. They were also frowning and couldn't make a decision.

One of the women was wearing a yellow robe that was very alluring. She softly said, "Senior apprentice brother, does that cultivator really have Spirit Severing cultivation level? Junior sister doesn't believe so."

This woman's clothes were very close fitting, revealing her curvy body that would make anyone's heart pound. If it wasn't for the frown on her face, she would be even more charming.

Old man Ying Yang let out a soft hmph and said, "Tian Dao Sect's Yellow Mountain was an early stage Nascent Soul cultivator and died from just one look from this person. Saying that this person is in the Nascent Soul stage would be underestimating him."

The woman wearing yellow became silent and her brow tightened even more.

The middle aged man that had been silent suddenly said, "Senior apprentice brother, how about we kick all of the Teng family members out of the sect? If we do that, then that cultivator won't have a reason to come to our He Huan Sect."

Old man Ying Yang rubbed his temples and said, "Then wouldn't it mean that we are making an enemy out of the Teng family? Although both I and Teng Huayuan are at the late stage of Nascent Soul, I know I'm not his match if we fight."

The hall was quiet. After a while, old man Ying Yang's eyes lit up as he made a decision. His voice was gloomy as he slowly said, "That old thief Punnan Zi still hasn't appeared, so there must be something wrong with all of this. Forget it. Teng Huayuan is known for holding grudges. If we hand over the Teng family members now and Teng Huayuan doesn't die, then our troubles will continue. Junior brother, send out the order to open up all of the defensive formations. I'll personally control them. We must drive that person away."

The middle aged man nodded. He hesitated and said, "Senior brother, what if Teng Huayuan… dies in the end?"

Old man Ying Yang's eyes lit up and he chuckled, "Don't underestimate Punnan Zi. He will intervene for sure. Even if his cultivation level isn't high enough, would the person at Heaven's Tower still not be enough?"

The middle aged man was stunned. He suddenly revealed a look of understanding and agreed.

At that moment, inside the He Huan Sect, an exhausted middle aged man walked out of a room, coughing. He was holding a pile of clothes as he slowly walked out.

Although he was only middle aged, all of his hair was white and he wasn't walking straight. The sound of bell chimes echoed throughout the sect. Nine chimes meant that all He Huan Sect disciples must gather within 30 minutes or face punishment.

When he first heard the bells, he didn't bother with it, but after hearing the ninth ring, he was shocked as he looked toward the main hall. He had been in the He Huan Sect for a long time and this was the first time he heard it ring nine times.

He hesitated for a while and ran toward the main hall with the clothes in his hands. However, he was simply too weak. He started to breath hard after a few steps. By the time he got to the main hall, all the other He Huan Sect members were sitting cross legged at the square outside the main hall.

The square was covered with countless disciples. Even the few courtyards nearby were filled with He Huan Sect disciples.

Under each disciple was a faint ring of light.

The middle aged man quickly found a ring of light to sit down on. After taking a deep breath, he suddenly heard his fellows shouting, so he looked around and saw everyone looking upward. He looked up too and was stunned.

In the sky above the He Huan Sect, an extremely ferocious beast appeared. The beast had a very notable proboscis that was holding a string that was tied to a banner with countless bodies bound onto it.

At the top of the beast's head stood a person. The person had a head full of white hair. Although he looked ordinary, he emitted a very powerful killing intent.

After the middle aged man saw the person, he frowned. He felt like he had seen this person before, but couldn't remember.

Wang Lin looked at the He Huan Sect below him. He could feel that there was a defensive formation that was countless times stronger than the ones at Wu Feng Valley and the Tian Dao Sect.

This defense formation was very powerful. Unless his cultivation level had reached spirit severing, it would be very hard to break through it in a short period of time.

The key to the formation was that as long as the He Huan Sect's disciples sat on the rings, they will automatically supply the formation with energy. The He Huan Sect had thousands of disciples, so breaking through the formation was like fighting thousands of people.

The Teng family members were inside the main hall. It was clear that the He Huan Sect was going to fight until the end. Wang Lin's eyes calmly swept the ground. His gaze landed on an old man. He said to him, "If you don't open up this formation, a river of blood will flow here."

That old man was old man Ying Yang. After he saw Wang Lin, he frowned even harder and asked, "Fellow cultivator, what are you here for?"

Wang Lin let out a sneer and red lightning appeared in his eyes. Although this formation was strong, if everyone maintaining the formation were to die, then it would break by itself.

Ji Realm shot out as a red lightning bolt and landed on the formation. The formation didn't even shake, but old man Ying Yang was startled.

Soon, more than 10 disciples on the ground let out miserable screams as they bled from every orifice and died. They fell to the ground and the rings of light below them suddenly lit up, then disappeared.

Wang Lin's voice was cold as he slowly said, "Are you going to open the formation?"

Old man Ying Yang laughed coldly in his heart and didn't speak.

Wang Lin's Ji Realm moved again. This time, 10 red lightning bolts hit the formation. More than 100 disciples coughed out blood. Their bodies twitched a few times before they died.

A sense of fear suddenly spread among the remaining disciples.

Wang Lin calmly looked at old man Ying Yang and asked, "Are you going to open the formation?"

Old man Ying Yang's expression was sullen and he remained silent. He sat down and started feeding spiritual energy into the formation. The other three Nascent Soul cultivators clenched their jaws as they sat down too.

Suddenly, more than 100 red lightning bolts appeared and slammed into the formation. Meanwhile, at the square, more than 1000 disciples' bodies exploded into mists of blood. The remaining disciples no longer dared to stay. They all got off the rings of light and ran away, ignoring the shouts of their elders.

Wang Lin's voice slowly came again. "Are you going to open the formation?"

Old man Ying Yang coughed out blood, his face was red and blue as he struggled to make a decision. The three other Nascent Soul cultivators' bodies were slanted. Clearly, they were injured.

Wang Lin took a deep breath and casually took out a jade bottle from his bag of holding. After he crushed the bottle, three Nascent Souls appeared. Within sight of everyone present, he devoured them one by one. Then, his eyes glowed red as he raised his right hand and a ball of red lightning gathered in it.

This ball of lightning was made purely of Ji Realm. After the ball had reached the size of a fist, it slowly floated downward.

Old man Ying Yang was filled with fear. This was the first time in his life he had seen someone consume Nascent Souls like pills. As he stared at the ball of red lightning floating down, he immediately shouted, "Fellow cultivator, please stop! I'll open it! I'll open it! I will no longer care about the Teng family!"

With that, he stood up, took out a piece of jade, and quickly sent his spiritual energy into it. The formation protecting the He Huan Sect disappeared right before the ball of red lightning landed.

Old man Ying Yang wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead. After he opened the formation, he also became more open minded and said, "Senior, everyone from the Teng family is inside the main hall."

Wang Lin didn't even look at him as he walked into the main hall. No sounds came from the main hall, but the smell of blood slowly leaked out.

After half an hour, Wang Lin calmly walked out. He waved his hand and the dragon banner held by the mosquito beast flew into the main hall and carried out a few hundred bodies.

The faces on these bodies were filled with fear and hate.

All of these people were very young. If Wang Lin didn't exist, some of them would've surely become Core Formation cultivators, maybe even Nascent Soul cultivators.

However, they shouldn't have been named Teng!

It's better to say that Teng Li shouldn't have tried to kill Wang Lin. One step wrong and every step after it goes wrong as well. If Teng Li had known better, he wouldn't have tried to kill Wang Lin.

Or if Teng Huayuan didn't kill Wang Lin's entire family, then Wang Lin wouldn't have come here to take revenge, because there would be no need for revenge.

Wang Lin killed Teng Li and Teng Huayuan killed Wang Lin once, so their debt to each other had already been wiped clean. Wang Lin was not here to get revenge for himself, but for his family.

Just as Wang Lin was prepared to leave, a soft call suddenly came from the main square. "Wang Lin?" This call was very soft and filled with uncertainty.

Chapter 238 - Core Family Members

Wang Lin stopped and looked toward the owner of the voice. In the distance, he saw a middle aged man in the corner. The weak middle aged man looked at Wang Lin with a reminiscent look.

Wang Lin felt like this person was very familiar. He took one step and arrived before the middle aged man. He knelt down and asked, "What did you say just now?"

The middle aged man hesitated for a bit. He bitterly smiled and said, "Senior, junior mistook you for someone else. Please don't blame me, senior."

Wang Lin carefully looked at the person and said, "Oh really? What did you mistake me for?"

The middle aged man bitterly smiled and exclaimed, "Senior, junior once had a junior apprentice brother. I was the one who brought him to the sect…"

Wang Lin's heart shook. He finally remembered who this person was. He pondered for a moment, then waved his sleeves and disappeared from the He Huan Sect along with the middle aged man.

On a cliff hundreds of kilometers away, Wang Lin and the middle aged man appeared. Wang Lin placed him down on the ground and carefully looked at the person.

The middle aged man looked around him. He revealed a complex expression and softly said, "You…"

Wang Lin softly sighed and said, "Senior apprentice brother Zhang, if you had recognized me, why not just say it?"

The middle aged man's body quivered. After pondering a bit, he bitterly smiled and said, "I... well…"

Wang Lin looked at the person before him and scenes of the past flashed by. After a while, he asked, in a wistful tone, "How is the Heng Yue Sect now?"

The middle aged man whispered, "I haven't gone back in many years…"

"Why is brother Zhang at the He Huan Sect? And your cultivation… " Wang Lin frowned. He grabbed the middle aged man's arm. He pondered a little and continued, "The spiritual energy in your body is a complete mess and your meridians are very fragile."

The middle aged man bitterly smiled and said, "After you left and never returned, the ancestors put all their focus on me. They spent a lot of effort to raise my cultivation level to Core Formation. I then left the Heng Yue Sect with the idea to go out and experience struggles in hopes of reaching the Nascent Soul stage one day and re-establish the Heng Yue Sect. But I didn't expect to meet a girl. That girl was a He Huan Sect disciple…Alas, my entire cultivation was lost. However, that b*tch didn't kill me due to our past feelings and is using my body to refine a He Huan Pill. Although I have become a complete waste, I'll still be alive until the pill is complete. I would've already become a bag of bones if it was.

Wang Lin pondered a little. He slapped his bag of holding and took out a small, white jade bottle. He passed it to the middle aged man and said, "There are 7 pills inside this bottle. You must take one pill a month. After seven months, you should be able to recover at least half of your cultivation. Senior apprentice brother Zhang, I still have important things to do. I hope that after this goodbye, we will have another chance to meet."

With that, Wang Lin looked at the middle aged man deeply, then his body moved and disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was in the air, standing on top of the mosquito beast as it carried the bodies behind it.

The middle aged man looked with envy at where Wang Lin disappeared from with a hint of melancholy. Truth was, he realized that it was Wang Lin when he called out Wang Lin's name, but Wang Lin's change was simply too great. He knew it was Wang Lin in his heart, but he still found it hard to believe.

Holding the jade bottle in his hand, he took a deep breath and slowly walked away.

While Wang Lin was flying, he spread out his divine sense. He noticed that all of the Teng family members in Zhao had moved using various methods just as he predicted.

Their destination was Teng Family City.

Wang Lin revealed a cruel look in his eyes. He thought, "All of you, move as you wish! When everyone has moved into Teng Family City, that is the day I will pay a visit to Teng Huayuan.

The widespread migration continued throughout Zhao. However, there were seven people that still hadn't moved.

In these past few days of killing, Wang Lin had found out through various methods that the Teng family had nine core family members.

Besides Teng Huayuan, very few people knew what cultivation level these people were at. It could be said that they were the people Teng Huayuan was training to take over the Teng family.

In order to help those nine people's cultivation, Teng Huayuan spent a lot of effort and resources to open up nine spirit caves. The nine of them spent most of their time cultivating inside.

All of the pills, magic treasures, and techniques needed were supplied by the family. The nine people's only job was to cultivate.

Every once in a while, Teng Huayuan would take the nine of them to the dangerous areas in the neighboring countries to train. It could be said that whether it was their cultivation or combat experience, both had reached their peaks.

These nine could be said to have been created from all of the resources of the Teng family.

In addition to all that, it wasn't like the nine never changed. Every 50 years, the Teng family members had a chance to challenge any of these nine people. If they win, they immediately take their spot and gain access to all of the benefits of being one of those nine and gain the full support of the Teng family.

As a result, among the nine core Teng family members, besides one, every other position had exchanged owners at least three times.

Under all these challenges, it was clear how high the core Teng family members' cultivation levels were.

The seven unmoving points of light detected by Wang Lin were all core Teng family members. The other 2 were called back to Teng Family City.

Wang Lin revealed a vicious light in his eyes. Right now, every other Teng family member was moving toward Teng Family City just as he had planned. Right now, his targets were those seven.

Seven core family members that the Teng family spent countless years to cultivate.

These seven must die!

A powerful killing intent leaked from Wang Lin as he locked onto his target and slowly flew toward a sand dome in the distance.

Teng Nine was a name and at the same time it was an honorable title.

This name had changed owners many times. To be exact, it was six times.

Teng Nine sat inside a hidden room. The room looked very humble, but Teng Nine knew that this hidden room would make any Teng family member crazed with envy.

He once was one of those envious Teng family members after all.

He was a genius ever since he was a child and he had always dreamed of becoming a core family member. Only by becoming a core family member would he receive the support of the family, the notice of the ancestors, and have a chance of reaching the Nascent Soul stage.

Growing up in the Teng family, he had seen all of the cold and snobbish attitudes of the Teng family. Everything he had experienced as a child had turned his heart cold and made him willing to do anything to gain power.

This was to the point that when he heard that he could compete for one of the nine core family member positions, the first person he killed was his older brother, because his older brother was someone competing against him.

In the entire Teng family, the challenge ceremony against the nine core family members only happened once every 50 years, and every time, only nine people would be chosen to challenge the core family members.

Through various methods, he step by step became one of the nine core family members. This position was obtained through blood and sweat and with him giving up his dignity and humanity.

In order to successfully win the challenge, he practiced the most vicious art in the Teng family. This art let him consumes other people's spiritual energy to increase his own cultivation level. Although this would greatly reduce his life span, it allowed him to increase his cultivation level very rapidly.

After all, his opponent was the previous owner of the Teng Nine name, whose cultivation level had already reached late stage Core Formation.

Teng Nine looked at the hidden chamber with a satisfied look. This chamber had 10x more spiritual energy than outside. Although this chamber looked simple, upon closer inspection, it was made entirely out of high quality spirit stone.

Below this chamber was a spirit vein. Although this spirit vein wasn't large, to be used for just one person to cultivate was an unimaginable luxury.

Pills? Teng Nine wasn't short on any pills. If he asked for a pill, the Teng family would use whatever method needed to get it for him.

Technique? Teng Nine had many. Any technique he wanted, the Teng family would get it for him.

Magic treasures? Teng Nine had many, and every one of them was a Nascent Soul level magic treasure.

Women? He was not short on any. As long as he asked, the Teng family would bring him a woman of at least a certain cultivation level for him to use.

Teng Nine didn't have to worry about anything. This was the benefit of being one of the nine core family members. His only job was to cultivate, cultivate, and cultivate!

Wang Lin's body floated in the air. With his divine sense, he could clearly see a hidden chamber under the sand domes. Inside the hidden chamber was his prey.

This person was the first Nascent Soul Teng family member he had met besides Teng Huayuan, and this person also had a strong murderous aura around him.

This murderous aura was impossible to obtain without killing a lot of people. Although it was several levels below Wang Lin's killing intent, it was still a bit stronger than even some of the demonic cultivators' in the Sea of Devils.

Wang Lin faintly smiled. This Teng family member made his eyes light up.

It has to be said that the requirement to become a devil is to have a ferocious nature. The more ferocious the person is, the more powerful they will be as a devil.

Wang Lin formed a seal with his right hand and pressed into the ground. On the sand dune, the imprint of a hand appeared and slowly pressed into the ground.

Inside the hidden chamber, Teng Nine suddenly opened his eyes and without any hesitation, he disappeared from the hidden chamber. The moment he disappeared, the hidden chamber collapsed and formed a whirlpool of sand.

When Teng Nine reappeared, he was already in floating in the air, emitting a murderous aura. He looked at the hidden chamber, then at Wang Lin as his murderous aura reached its limit.

Chapter 239 - Large Tree Wish to Fall

Wang Lin's eyes lit up as he stared at the youth that emitted a powerful murderous aura. If this youth was turned into a devil, it would be his most powerful devil.

The youth didn't act rashly, but looked at the countless bodies behind Wang Lin. Then, without a word, he turned and ran. He was very fast and disappeared without a trace.

Wang Lin let out a faint smile and quickly chased after him.

Teng Nine ran for 1000 kilometers in one go, but that sense of danger was still there. This sense of danger made his skin crawl.

This feeling became stronger and stronger until Teng Nine's eyes finally lit up and he slapped his bag of holding. He took out a grey bead and threw it behind him.

The moment Wang Lin saw Teng Nine slap his bag of holding, he took out the restriction flag. 10 restrictions immediately appeared and formed a wall, protecting Wang Lin.

Then, the bead landed on the wall of restrictions and exploded.

Teng Nine didn't reveal a happy smile at the result and instead that sense of danger became even stronger.

Just as he was running away, he suddenly felt every hair on his body stand up. He dodged to the side without any hesitation and saw a flash of red lightning that almost touched his body go by.

Teng Nine's eyes were filled with fear because he felt imminent death from that red lightning. He believed that if he hadn't just dodged that red lightning at that moment, he would have died.

But before he could rejoice, hundreds of streaks of red lightning suddenly appeared all around him, completely blocking his escape.

Teng Nine's body stiffened and he didn't dare to keep flying. He slowly turned to Wang Lin and said, "Senior, junior is willing to serve under you and never betray you. I'm willing to give you my soul blood to show my loyalty."

Wang Lin stared at Teng Nine and slowly shook his head. He didn't say anything, but used his divine sense to make the cage of red lightning around Teng Nine slowly shrink.

Teng Nine's forehead was filed with sweat as he took out countless magic treasures and sent them out, but no matter how many he threw, none of them could break through the red lightning. The divine sense on every magic treasure would break the moment they touched the red lightning.

Every time the divine sense on a magic treasure shattered, he would feel pain in his head. Gradually, the fear on his face became even stronger.

"You have to die because your name is Teng!" Wang Lin's voice slowly floated over as a faint killing intent spread out from him.

Teng Nine's body shook. His eyes turned red and let out a roar as he charged towards the red lightning. The moment his body touched the red lightning, he didn't immediately die, but his figure looked very weak.

How could Wang Lin be willing to kill such a good candidate for turning into a devil? He let out a smile as he thought about how good it will feel when he turns the Teng family members into devils.

As the red lightning rapidly closed in, Teng Nine's mind collapsed as he felt the sense of hopelessness.

This feeling became even more powerful and as the feeling reached its peak, just as Teng Nine was about to destroy his own soul, Wang Lin moved. He jumped off the mosquito beast and went through the red lightning. His hand reached toward Teng Nine's throat and viciously squeezed.

With a cracking sound, Teng Nine's eyes almost popped out as he was filled with despair and died. Just as he died, Wang Lin's left hand formed a strange seal and placed it on Teng Nine's forehead.

"I take your soul in the name of a soul devourer!"

A ray of red light came from Teng Nine's forehead. It tried to escape, but was quickly caught by Wang Lin and thrown into the soul flag.

Wang Lin casually threw Teng Nine's body backwards and looked at the soul flag with satisfaction. It has to be said that Wang Lin dreamed of having an army of devils like he did in the foreign battleground. With that army, he would have the power to start his own sect and would not fear even people with higher cultivation levels than him

It was just that souls that could be turned into devils were simply too rare. In these 400 years, besides Teng Nine, he had only found three.

Xu Liguo was man made, so he had a lot of defects. If it wasn't for the fact Xu Liguo had gained intelligence, which made him different from the other devils, Wang Lin would have already killed him to feed to the other devils.

Wang Lin was very happy with the second devil early on because it was fierce and powerful. But as his cultivation got stronger, the second devil just couldn't keep up and wasn't strong enough anymore.

The 3rd devil was made from the spirit ape. While it was powerful, it was not fierce enough.

These three devils were very different from Wang Lin's vision of a devil that he got from the foreign battleground. None of the three matched the power and ferocity of the wandering souls from the foreign battleground, so none of them were satisfactory products in Wang Lin's view.

However, now it was different. If the soul inside the soul flag becomes a devil, then its power and ferocity will not be a problem. Even if it isn't as good as the wild wandering souls of the foreign battleground, the difference won't be too big.

"If the other Teng family members' natures are all like this, then I will have to thank Teng Huayuan for training such perfect devil candidates for me," Wang Lin muttered to himself as his eyes lit up and he flew toward his next destination.

With his divine sense, he could feel that besides one person, who was at the border of Zhao, they had all moved. They clearly wanted to return to Teng Family City.

If it was before he saw Teng Nine, Wang Lin would have let them all return to Teng Family City and would've killed them all there. But after experiencing Teng Nine, how could he let other perfect candidates like Teng Nine get away? Although the mosquito beast was fast, it was not fast enough for Wang Lin. He took out a pill and ate it as he jumped off the mosquito beast and charged toward the next target.

Teng Eight was casually flying in the air. His eyes were calm and he didn't feel tense at all. In fact, he didn't want to return to Teng Family City, but the murders in the past few days had caused the entire Teng family to panic.

More importantly, the Teng family ancestor was indifferent about this matter and hadn't left Teng Family City at all. Thus, this whole thing became even more strange.

This was the reason Teng Eight was going back to Teng Family City, to check on the situation.

As he flew, he had his divine sense spread out so he could react to even a blade of grass moving. But Teng Eight didn't believe that the person that had been killing the Teng family members would dare to come mess with him. After all, the strongest Teng family members that had been killed were only at the Core Formation stage.

Teng Eight believed that he could've killed all of them as well. After all, he was at the mid stage of Nascent Soul. With his cultivation level, he could casually go anywhere in Zhao.

Although he wasn't a match for those late stage Nascent Soul old monsters, he didn't fear them. In the entire country of Zhao, he only feared two people.

Of the two, the first person wasn't Teng Huayuan, but Teng One. Teng Huayuan was only second. In fact, every time he thought of Teng One, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his body.

Aside from those two, he wasn't afraid of anyone else. In fact, he hoped that that mysterious person would appear before him.

He was the 5th person to hold the name Teng Eight. That means that for a long time, everyone that challenged him was killed by him.

While he was flying, Teng Eight's eyes became more serious as it became dark and dark clouds gathered. Just as he was about to move faster, he was startled as a young man dressed in white appeared before him without a second's notice.

Teng Eight's heart shook. It has to be said that his divine sense was spread out the whole time, yet he didn't notice this young man at all. This could only mean that this young man's divine sense was far above his own.

But a powerful divine sense didn't mean one's cultivation or technique was powerful. So, without any hesitation, Teng Eight slapped his bag of holding and flying swords flew out. More and more flying swords flew out as if his bag of holding was endless.

As the flying swords flew out one by one, the youth didn't do anything. The youth's eyes made Teng Eight feel extreme disgust.

Wang Lin stared at Teng Eight and his eyes lit up. This person's murderous aura was even stronger than the last one's; however, this person had learned to hide it, so it was not showing as much.

Wang Lin's mouth moved and revealed a satisfactory smile as he slowly walked forward. Teng Eight let out a snort as he moved his hand. A cold light flashed across his eyes as he formed a seal with his right hand. He pointed at Wang Lin. The swords let out a hum and flew toward Wang Lin.

Wang Lin revealed a sarcastic smile as the flying swords flew toward him. His body shook as his soul devourer soul left his body and formed a black fog,. All of the flying swords that touched his soul immediately lost the divine sense in them and fell to the ground.

Teng Eight revealed a horrified expression and was about to back away, but he was too late. Wang Lin had already charged toward him in his soul devourer form and the black fog quickly invaded Teng Eight's body.

Teng Eight let out a terrible scream. The scream was so terrible that it would turn someone's face pale. As he screamed, his body involuntarily thrusted in all directions and black veins popped on his forehead. They were black because Wang Lin's soul devourer soul was flowing through them along with the blood.

It didn't last long, but Teng Eight's painful scream continued. His voice was already hoarse and he was covered in cold sweat. After a while, his body suddenly shook violently and he fell to the ground.

As his body fell, Wang Lin's soul devourer soul took Teng Eight's Nascent Soul and soul and returned to Wang Lin's body. Teng Eight's soul was placed in the soul flag and his body was bound by the dragon banner.

From the time Wang Lin appeared until now, it wasn't long. Most of the time consisted of Teng Eight screaming. After Wang Lin's soul returned to his body, he didn't hesitate and charged toward the next target.

Teng Six was not young. 200 years ago, he was already a core Teng family member, but had lost his title to a challenger. Luckily, he didn't die and went into years of closed door cultivation. After he came out, he went to where the then Teng Six was cultivating and killed the challenger that beat him before. This was all done without the permission of Teng Huayuan.

Afterward, although he received punishment from Teng Huayuan, he held on to the name of Ten Six.

Although his cultivation level was only Nascent Soul, his cultivation method allowed him to transform murderous aura. It was because of this ability that Teng Huayuan allowed him to keep the position of Teng Six.

But today, the line of Teng Sixes will end. From today onward, there will never be another Teng Six.

Teng Six licked his lips as he quickly flew through the air. His reason for leaving was the complete opposite of Teng Eight's. He left his hidden chamber because he felt a sense of danger.

Since he transformed all of the murderous aura in his body, he gained a new ability. This ability has saved his life many times.

He believed in this sense of danger he was feeling, so he quickly flew toward Teng Family City.

He didn't believe that his journey would be a peaceful one, even though Teng Family City was only fives days of travel time away, because during the trip, the sense of danger became even stronger.

Wang Lin's divine soul was already locked onto the person ahead of him. This person's cultivation level was mid stage Nascent Soul. He licked his lips as he flew closer to that person.

As Teng Six was flying, he felt a killing intent covering him. He secretly complained. If he hadn't felt that sense of danger, he would go and fight this person. But now, he clenched his teeth and both of his feet suddenly exploded. Thanks to the explosion, the blood formed a mist and covered his body.

Enduring the intense pain, his speed suddenly increased by several times. His body formed a bloody meteor and disappeared.

Wang Lin frowned. This person was very decisive and had used a forbidden technique. At the cost of burning part of his soul, he was able to increase his speed by several times, making it impossible for Wang Lin to catch up.

Wang Lin stood in place and looked at the direction Teng Six escaped toward. He pondered for a while, then took out his restriction flag to cover the area within a 1000 kilometer radius.

Shortly after, Wang Lin pointed at his brow and the devil Xu Liguo and the 3rd devil appeared. Wang Lin ordered them to protect him as he took out the bronze mirror. The bronze mirror floated above Wang Lin's head and slowly wobbled.

After doing all that, Wang Lin took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Soon, black fog started coming out of Wang Lin's head. The black fog grew until it was like a black cloud.

Suddenly, the black cloud moved and quickly spread out and covered the entire country of Zhao. This black cloud was Wang Lin's soul devourer soul. This time, his soul devourer soul completely left his body.

Teng Five was a very handsome middle aged man. It could be said he looked very much like Teng Li from back then. Beside him were two very beautiful female cultivators. All three of them were quickly flying toward Teng Family City.

Seeing that they were about to be within 10,000 kilometers of Teng Family City, Teng Five let out a sigh of relief. But just at that moment, the sky suddenly darkened and black clouds covered the sky.

As Teng Five stared dumbfoundedly, the black cloud quickly descended and surrounded him. Then, the black cloud left with Teng Five's soul and Nascent Soul.

A shout of anger came from Teng Family City as Teng Huayuan rushed out of the city like lightning. Just now, he felt Teng Five's presence. Then, Teng Five's presence was suddenly gone. At that moment, he also felt a presence powerful enough to cause his heart to pound.

Just as Teng Huayuan arrived, the black cloud in the sky moved and formed a face, Wang Lin's face.

He coldly looked at Teng Huayuan. He let out a cruel smile and disappeared.

Teng Four's cultivation level was not high. He was only in the early stage of Nascent Soul. After all, he had only received the position of core family member 20 years ago.

Currently, he was standing on a flying sword as he quickly flew. He felt very grief stricken because of the family members that had died. One of them was his own younger brother.

This was the reason he left the hidden chamber. He didn't leave to go back to Teng Family City, but to get revenge for his younger brother.

Unfortunately, this was a quest for vengeance he could never complete, because the current him didn't even notice the cloud above him become more dense.

In one day of time, out of the seven core Teng family members outside, five had already died. One of them was still not moving from their hidden chamber and the other was quickly moving.

But this person wasn't by himself. Beside him there was a male and a female.

If Wang Lin saw those two, he would have immediately recognized them because one of them was Wang Zhuo!

Wang Zhuo no longer had the normal dark expression on his face, but instead showed a sense of relief because currently someone was wiping out the Teng family.

Although he didn't know who was doing this, that didn't affect his mood. He hoped that that person would continue to kill until all of the Teng family was wiped out.

He looked at his wife and felt very complicated. He originally didn't have any feelings for this woman, but due to the pressure from Teng Huayuan and to protect himself, he married her.

But a person isn't made of wood. Although he hated the Teng family, his feelings toward his wife were very complicated.

Chapter 240 - Teng Three

Teng Three didn't look young. His hair was already white and he looked to be about 40 or 50 years old. If one looked closely, they could see that Wang Zhuo's wife looked like him.

He was very handsome. On his flawless face was a pair of eyes that shone like black gems.

Teng Three softly said, "Xiu Xiu, right now, the Teng family is facing a powerful enemy and the ancestor won't come out. This whole thing is too strange. Once you have safely reached Teng Family City, stay there with your younger sister and don't come out."

Teng Xiu Xiu was Teng Three's daughter. The reason Teng Three left the hidden chamber was to guard his daughter on her way to Teng Family City.

Teng Xiu Xiu nodded.

Teng Three hesitated for a bit and said, "If… If I can't escape death this time, then forget about going to Teng Family City to find your little sister. Leave the country of Zhao immediately. Go as far away as you can."

Wang Zhuo listened to all of this silently on the side. Although his expression was calm, he was coldly laughing in his heart.

Teng Three's eyes seemed to be able to see through one's heart as he looked at Wang Zhuo. His expression didn't change, so no one knew if he was happy or angry.

Waves of emotions surged in his heart as he rubbed Teng Xiu Xiu's hair.

He knew that ever since he was forced by the ancestor to separate from his wife all those years ago, he will forever live under the shadow of the ancestor. All of this was because his wife was a mortal and because he was the great great grandson of the ancestor. An important Teng family member couldn't take a mortal as his wife.

Because his descendants must have the qualifications to cultivate.

If he wanted to change things, then he must have power. He must reach a cultivation level that surpasses the ancestor.

Many years later, he succeed in his cultivation and was able to push his two daughters onto the path of cultivation, but his wife's life span was already up. The pain in his heart had never diminished in all these years.

In these years, he focused purely on cultivation. Only by cultivating could he suppress the thoughts of his wife.

To a certain extent, Teng Xiu Xiu, who looked the most like Teng Three's wife, not only was his daughter, but also received all of the love he had for his wife. That was why he wouldn't let Teng Xiu Xiu receive any kind of harm or let anyone cause her any grievance.

He coldly looked at Wang Zhuo and said, "Wang Zhuo, because of Teng Xiu Xiu, I'll let you live. Now scram! From now on, Teng Xiu Xiu has no relation with you."

Wang Zhuo's eyes lit up. He looked at Teng Three and said, "What a temper!" With that, he jumped back and was about to leave.

After Teng Xiu Xiu heard this, she quickly moved forward and grabbed Wang Zhuo's arm. She turned around, look at her father with watery eyes, and bit her lower lips without a word.

Teng Three's eyes were still cold, but he slowly let out a sigh and turned around. Teng Xiu Xiu's expression right now was just like his wife's. He didn't want to kill Wang Zhuo because he didn't want to cause Teng Xiu Xiu any pain.

"Wang Zhuo, even though the Teng family killed your family, I hope you won't do anything to harm Xiu Xiu. You two… are a cultivation couple, after all. Although your parents can't be with you, your wife will be with you for the rest of your life. Wang Zhuo, know what's best."

Wang Zhuo pondered for a while. He looked at Teng Xiu Xiu with a complex look. If that day were to ever come, even he didn't know what he would do.

Teng Xiu Xiu looked at the two men that were the most important people in her life and said, "Father, Wang Zhuo won't, he won't!" At the end, her voice was filled with determination! This woman, even until the end, believed that Wang Zhuo wouldn't hurt her.

Although Teng Three's expression was the same, his urge to kill increased greatly. If it was when the Teng family was stable, whether Wang Zhuo lived or died wouldn't matter, as he was confident that Wang Zhuo wouldn't act rashly.

But right now, the Teng family was in danger, so it was very different. Teng Three made up his mind. Once they return to Teng Family City, he will find a chance to kill Wang Zhuo.

Because he still had a feeling that if Wang Zhuo didn't die, Teng Xiu Xiu will still be in danger.

However, he won't have this opportunity.

A dark cloud suddenly covered the sky. The dark cloud felt like it could fall down at any time.

Teng Three's gaze suddenly became serious. Without any hesitation, he pointed at his abdomen and coughed out some of his essence blood. At the same time, a point of light flew out of his bag of holding and fused into the essence blood, forming an oval shaped light before him.

Teng Three reached out with his hand and grabbed. Teng Xiu Xiu shouted in surprise as Teng Three threw her into the oval ring of light. Teng Xiu Xiu looked at her father with a look of despair and shouted, "Father!"

When her voice reached him, Teng Three felt that he couldn't be cruel, so he reached out again. This time, he grabbed Wang Zhuo and viciously threw him toward the oval light.

The two disappeared into the oval light.

All of this happened very quickly. The moment the black cloud appeared, Teng Three didn't mind lowering his own cultivation and used a massive amount of essence blood to transport Teng Xiu Xiu and Wang Zhuo away.

After doing all that, he no longer had any regrets. He straightened his body and without a sound, an orange colored flying sword appeared next to him.

This flying sword was built by himself. It was named Dao Yun, because his wife's name contained the word Yun.

Every day, he cleansed the sword with his own spiritual energy. He didn't let anyone touch this sword, not even Teng Huayuan.

He also never used this sword when he fought with others.

The degree of adoration he had for this sword wasn't any lower than what he had for Teng Xiu Xiu, because when this sword was made, his wife left a drop of her blood in it.

It was because of this drop of mortal blood that this sword's power weakened drastically. But Teng Three didn't care, because as long as this sword was here, his wife was present. If the sword was broken, his wife was dead.

At that moment, Teng Three's heart was filled with the urge to battle, because he knew that he would die today.

If he was allowed to choose the way he would die, he would hope to die along with this sword.

He gently touched the flying sword. This was the last time he would cleanse the sword with his spiritual energy. He revealed a determined look and without a word, his sword let out a hum and flew toward the cloud in the sky.

Teng Three quickly jumped up and followed behind the flying sword. He used all of the spiritual energy in his body and moved like a shooting star with the flying sword toward the black cloud.

In the midst of his shooting star-like movement, he could see his wife smiling at him and calling him.

The shooting star flew across the sky, through the black cloud, and landed 100 kilometers away.

All of the black clouds gathered together and formed a shape that looked like Wang Lin. He looked thoughtfully in the direction the shooting star went toward.

The middle aged man charged toward Wang Lin without any fear in his eyes and died to Wang Lin's Ji Realm. It was just that at the moment of his death, Wang Lin felt the feeling of mourning from Teng Three.

Wang Lin pondered for a long time, but he didn't take out his soul even though this person would have made an excellent devil. He didn't think that there would be someone who cared about his loved one so much in the Teng family. However, he still had to die. He shouldn't have been born into the Teng family.

100 kilometers away, Teng Three landed. There were no injuries on his body at all, but he was dead.

In his hand, the sword named Dao Yun shone for the last time and shattered…

Teng Family City.

Teng Huayuan was at the top floor of the Teng family ancestral home as he stared at nine pieces of jade. Five of them were already broken, and just as Teng Huayuan sighed, the jade representing Teng Three split in half.

Teng Huayuan's body shook. His face suddenly started to look a lot older. He slowly touched all of the broken jades and when his hand moved over the jade for Teng Three, his old eyes released tears that had never been released in the past 400 years.

Teng Huayuan whispered, "Hai Er."

Teng Hai was Teng Three's real name.

When someone become a core Teng family member, they would leave a trace of their soul in a special jade. In just two day's time, many of those jades shattered, and each time, Teng Huayuan would feel pain in his heart.

Especially Teng Five. He basically saw Teng Five die before him. Even though they were only 100 feet apart, it felt like they were divided by a chasm that not even Teng Huayuan could traverse.

Teng Five, besides Teng One, was the one that looked the most like Teng Li, so he received a lot of care from Teng Huayuan.

Teng Nine's bitter childhood caused his twisted personality, so he took the extreme path of stealing lives, but shortening his own. Teng Huayuan had prepared several top quality pills for him, but all those pills were now useless.

Teng Eight, Teng Six, and Teng Four all held positions in Teng Huayuan's heart, however, Teng Three was still the most important.

Teng Huayuan had always considered Teng Three to be the disgrace of the Teng family. Born a core disciple, instead of properly cultivating, he went and became obsessed with a mortal woman. Teng Huayuan forcibly split them apart and allowed the ruthless flow of time to kill that woman.

Teng Huayuan knew that Teng Three hated him.

However, this didn't affect how much Teng Huayuan cared for Teng Three. In fact, he felt regretful about splitting the two apart back then. But now, he would never have the chance to tell Teng Three about his regret, because Teng Three was already dead.

Chapter 241 - Wang Zhuo

After Wang Lin's soul devourer soul killed the six Teng family core members, it quickly returned to his body.

Wang Lin opened his eyes and pondered for a while. When he was killing that middle aged man, he saw a figure that shook his heart.

If his eyes hadn't fooled him, then that person was Wang Zhuo.

The woman beside him was the daughter of the middle aged man. There was clearly some relationship between them. Wang Lin's eyes lit up as he put away the restriction flag, bronze mirror, and the devils. Then, he jumped onto the mosquito beast and quickly found the woman that was with Wang Zhuo through his divine sense.

The direction the woman was walking in wasn't toward Teng Family City, but the country's border.

Wang Lin pondered for a while, then chased after her.

Teng Xiu Xiu was filled with sadness. Although she was running away, she couldn't stop the tears from coming out. She didn't know what became of her father, but she had a feeling that was weighing down her heart so heavily that that she could barely breath.

The complex feelings in Wang Zhuo's heart became even stronger. Although he felt very good when the Teng family members were killed, he was now feeling a deep sense of concern.

Wang Zhuo's body shook. He stop moving and closed his eyes as he recalled his family being killed by the Teng family.

Teng Xiu Xiu saw that Wang Zhuo stopped, so she quickly stopped moving as well. She looked at him while biting her lower lip. Right now, this man, her husband, was the only one she could rely on.

After a while, Wang Zhuo opened his eyes and viciously slapped himself a few times. He wanted to slap himself away. He wanted to remind himself that the Teng family was his enemy and that he didn't have any feelings for Teng Xiu Xiu.

As long as they were from the Teng family, they should die!

Teng Xiu Xiu quickly moved forward to stop Wang Zhuo. Her tears flowed endlessly.

Wang Zhuo steeled his heart. He waved his arm and threw Teng Xiu Xiu to the side. He said, "Leave! From now on, you and I have nothing to do with each other!"

Teng Xiu Xiu looked at Wang Zhuo with despair in her eyes. She didn't even realize that she was biting her lip so hard that she was bleeding. She was overflowing with tears as she tried to grab Wang Zhuo.

But Wang Zhuo dodged again and coldly said, "You won't leave? Then I'll go!" With that, he started to fly toward the opposite direction.

Teng Xiu Xiu stared dumbfoundedly at Wang Zhuo's back. The despair in her eyes grew even stronger. Her heart felt as if it was being cut by a knife. Her face became red in a sickly way and she coughed out a mouthful of blood. Her face became pale as she tried to steady herself.

The truth was, the moment Wang Zhuo turned around, he could feel his heart tear open, but thinking about the deaths of all of his family members, he forced himself to steel his heart. At this moment, the pain Wang Zhuo was feeling wasn't any less painful than Teng Xiu Xiu's.

Teng Xiu Xiu let out a pitiful smile as she softly called to Wang Zhuo. "Don't go…"

Wang Zhuo's body shook. He clenched his fist as he suddenly turned to Teng Xiu Xiu and shouted, "Scram!"

With that, he quickly sped up and in the blink of an eye, disappeared without a trace.

Blood leaked from Teng Xiu Xiu's mouth again as she looked at the direction Wang Zhuo disappeared to. She let out a bitter smile and confusion filled her eyes.

Although the world was large, she didn't know where to go. Of the two most important men in the world to her, she didn't know if one was dead or alive and the other abandoned her. For a woman, this wasn't any different than the sky collapsing.

Wang Zhuo flew more than 10 kilometers away. His hands were bleeding from clenching his fists so hard. Visions of the deaths of his family members filled his mind, but the sight of Teng Xiu Xiu's sadness and despair slowly replaced them.

After a long time, Wang Zhuo landed on the ground. He kneeled facing the direction of his hometown, viciously kowtowed, and said, "Father, mother, your son is… unfilial!"

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and two streams of tears flowed down his cheeks. Then, he got up and quickly went to chase after Teng Xiu Xiu.

The moment he turned, he felt like he could see his family members, especially his parents, stare at him with painful gazes. They were all pointing at him and calling him a traitor, calling him the bastard son of the Wang family.

Wang Zhuo's heart had been torn into two as he chased after Teng Xiu Xiu. Soon, he saw the confused Teng Xiu Xiu flying. She seemed to notice and turned around, revealing a gentle smile.

But the moment the two met, a powerful kill intent rushed toward their direction. They saw a youth with white hair that flowed with the wind riding a giant mosquito beast flying toward them.

Behind him were countless bodies of the Teng family. The intense smell of blood followed afterwards.

Teng Xiu Xiu's face became pale. She subconsciously hid behind Wang Zhuo, her body shaking.

Wang Zhuo stared at the white haired youth. His eyes revealed a look of disbelief.

"You… you are Wang Lin!!"

"Wang Zhuo."

Wang Lin jumped off the mosquito beast. He landed before Wang Zhuo and looked at the woman behind him.

Wang Zhuo subconsciously hid Teng Xiu Xiu and looked at Wang Lin with a complex look. After a long time, he slowly said, "I should have already guessed that only you would have the power to get revenge for our family."

Wang Lin pondered for a while and softly said, "Wang Zhuo, I'm sorry."

Wang Zhuo let out a bitter smile and said, "If you had said that to me back then, I wouldn't have forgiven you, but right now, we only have one enemy, and that is Teng Huayuan."

Wang Lin's eyes became cold as he slowly said, "Teng Huayuan won't be able to run away, the entire Teng family won't be able to run away!"

Teng Xiu Xiu's body shook. Although she was terrified, she still asked, "My… my father he…"

"Shut up!" Wang Zhuo stopped Teng Xiu Xiu from speaking. He calmed himself and said to Wang Lin, "She is your sister-in-law…"

Before Wang Zhuo could finish speaking, Wang Lin blandly said, "Your father shouldn't have been named Teng."

Teng Xiu Xiu's body shook. The gaze she directed at Wang Lin contained deep hatred.

The moment Wang Zhuo heard those words, he knew that Wang Lin already knew about Teng Xiu Xiu's identity. The complex feelings in his heart became even stronger.

Wang Lin pondered for a while. He looked at the horizon and asked, "Is Wang Hao still at the Xuan Dao Sect?"

Wang Zhuo shook his head and bitterly said, "He didn't manage to form his core…he is already…dead."

Wang Lin closed his eyes. He let out a sigh and said, "You and her should leave Zhao." With that, he didn't even look back and jumped onto the mosquito beast.

Wang Zhuo's series of actions had clearly expressed that he didn't want Teng Xiu Xiu to die.

Wang Zhuo looked at Wang Lin's figure. His feelings became even more complicated. The death of his family and parents flashed before his eyes. All of them stared at him, calling him a traitor of the Wang family!

Wang Zhuo let out a bitter smile as he turned around to look at Teng Xiu Xiu. His heart sank as he saw a very deep, hidden feeling of hatred in her eyes.

Wang Zhou pondered for a bit. His eyes became soft as he gently said, "Xiu Xiu, let us go." With that, his right handle gently touched her hair.

Teng Xiu Xiu was startled and then started to cry again. For all the time they had been together, this was the first time Wang Zhuo called her Xiu Xiu.

However, her smile at the next moment froze, because Wang Zhuo's hand was on her Tian Lin. With a surge of his spiritual energy, he ended his wife's life.

Teng Xiu Xiu died without any pain. She died in the arms of her lover…

Holding the corpse of his wife, Wang Zhuo's eyes were filled with sorrow. He looked at the direction Wang Lin disappeared toward and said, "Wang Lin, I won't become a traitor of the Wang family and I won't allow a shred of the Teng family bloodline to remain."

With that, he kneeled toward the direction of his home down and kowtowed a few times. He hit his forehead with his palm, ending all of the life in his body. Blood leaked from his mouth as he fell to the ground looking at his wife.

"Xiu Xiu, don't be scared, I'll accompany you…"

Wang Lin was standing on the mosquito beast as his body suddenly quivered. He could clearly feel the light representing Wang Zhuo in his divine sense disappear. He pondered for a bit, then his body disappeared from the top of the mosquito beast.

When he appeared, he was standing next to Wang Zhuo's body. Wang Lin looked at Wang Zhuo's body with a complex feeling in his heart. He understood that Wang Zhuo was torn between his family and lover, and in the end could only kill his lover with his own hands to end the guilt toward his family.

At the same time, after his wife died, he killed himself to fulfill his love for his wife.

Wang Lin pondered for a while, then pointed his finger at Wang Zhuo's brow. Gradually, a weak soul fire that could be extinguished at any time appeared in Wang Lin's hand.

He let out a sigh and disappeared from the spot.

In the northeastern part of the capital city, there was a large house that belonged to the Wang family. A white haired youth appeared inside the Wang family household. The youth walked through the house as if he was transparent. None of the servants seemed to notice him.

After the white haired youth walked inside the house for a while, he stopped before a building. Inside sat a woman whose stomach had a bulge. She was clearly pregnant.

The youth looked for a while, then took out a ball of white light. He let out a sigh as he threw out the white light. The white light entered the woman's stomach.

The not completely formed baby that hadn't produced its own soul yet gradually fused with the white light.

"This person will step into the cultivation world in the future. Maybe we will have another chance to meet in the future," the youth muttered to himself as he left.

Chapter 242 - Punnan Zi

Heng Yue mountain range, Xuan Dao Sect.

The back mountain, where Wang Lin trained before, was dotted with countless man made caves. At the top of the mountain was the only natural cave on the mountain and Punnan Zi was cultivating inside it.

His appearance hadn't changed a bit in the past 400 years.

Dripping sounds echoed inside the cave as water dripped from the ceiling.

For a long time, a strange light shone from Punnan Zi's face that changed back and forth. Gradually, he opened his eyes. They shined as if they contained stars.

Punnan Zi raised his right hand and formed a seal, His expression remained neutral. Then, he waved his right hand forward and the stone before him suddenly began to shine.

Soon, ten points of light appeared on the rock wall.

However, the moment the ten points of light appeared, six of them immediately dimmed, then disappeared.

Punnan Zi's face slightly twitched and his expression slightly darkened. The air around him suddenly slowed down and soon, even water stopped dripping from the ceiling.

If any Spirit Severing cultivators were around, their eyes would light up, because affecting the fluctuations of the surrounding spiritual energy to use certain techniques was something only spirit severing cultivators could do.

Punnan Zi was at the edge of the Spirit Severing stage. To him, it was not far away at all. The only thing that separated him from the Spirit Severing stage was a paper thin barrier and all he needed to do was find the right place to poke through.

Punnan Zi stared at the points of lights on the wall. After a long time, he sighed and said, "Teng Huayuan, who did you offend to bring such disaster upon yourself?"

"If it wasn't for the fact that Lord Shi specifically wanted to use the Teng family as an experiment, this old man really wouldn't want to deal with any of your Teng family affairs!" Punnan Zi's face became gloomy. Even he didn't know what it was about the Teng family that made Lord Shi pick them.

If it wasn't so, then with just the Teng family's resources, there was no way they would suddenly gain nine Nascent Soul cultivators and Teng Huayuan wouldn't suddenly become almost as strong as Punnan Zi in merely 400 years.

He pondered a little, then stood up, waved his sleeves, and disappeared from the spot.

When he reappeared, he was already at the peak of the Heng Yue mountain range. Punnan Zi got down on one knee, stared at the sky, and formed many different seals with his hand. As the seals formed, more and more clouds appeared and an invisible pressure slowly built up in the sky.

Punnan Zi then waved his hand and said, "I, Punnan Zi, from a lower cultivation country, would like to borrow a magic treasure."

The moment he said those words, two beams of light, red and green, shot out from the Heng Yue mountain range. The lights became more and more intense and all of the spiritual energy in Zhao started to gather at the Heng Yue mountain range. The two lights landed next to Punnan Zi. They soon dimmed and revealed their true form.

Their true form was two magic discs. On the magic disk were 4 blades that emitted a cold light. There were even rifts in space around them.

It can easily be said that this wasn't a Nascent Soul level magic treasure and was made by someone Spirit Severing or higher.

Punnan Zi respectfully kowtowed a few times before finally imprinting them with his divine sense and carefully placing them in his bag of holding. Only then did he finally relax. He started to emit a powerful killing intent and muttered, "Teng Huayuan, this is the last time I'll help you. If within 100 years the Teng family still doesn't have a Spirit Severing cultivator, don't blame me for being ruthless toward the Teng family!"

With that, he disappeared without a trace.

The moment the spirit energy surged, Wang Li noticed it. Although his expression didn't change, his heart sunk. However, he let out a cold snort and charged toward the direction of the last core Teng family member.

At the border of the country of Zhao was a very mysterious space. Every time a mortal brought this place up, it would cause fear. Even cultivators are extremely nervous about this place.

It was a huge pit of black mud.

This was a pit filled with black mud that emitted a smell that stung the nose. No one aside from a few people knew exactly how deep this mud pit really was.

Every 100 years, this mud pit would explode, and every explosion was a shocking sight.

Most of the time, this was a prohibited place. No matter whether it was mortals, cultivators, or beasts, when they got within certain range of the mud pit, they would be pulled in by a powerful suction force and be buried alive.

After a long time, a black fog quietly appeared and covered the whole area.

This was considered the most dangerous place in Zhao in the past 400 years, Black Mud Pit.

In the deepest part of this Black Mud Pit was a coffin made of black crystals. This black crystal coffin wasn't covered by black mud. It could be said that there was a thick layer of white bones between the coffin and the black mud.

Among these bones were the bones of humans and beasts. These bones belonged to the people that were sucked in over the past 400 years.

This place was where the person Teng Eight feared the most cultivated. This was Teng One's cultivating area.

Teng One was a legend in the Teng family.

This person wasn't a descent of Teng Huayuan. To be exact, he was a younger brother of Teng Huayuan.

He was the only core Teng family member that no one dared to challenge and the only person that held the name Teng One for the past 400 years.

When Wang Lin got within 1000 kilometers of the mud pit, he noticed what was special about this place. After pondering a little, he decided not to let the mosquito beast continue and flew onward by himself.

Almost the moment Wang Lin entered the 1000 kilometer range of the mud pit, a withered hand reached out from the coffin. Slowly, a skeleton-like man sat up.

This person's whole body was black and there were no muscles in his body at all. On his head were only a few patches of hair. The whole person looked very terrifying.

In his eyes, a ghostly light gradually lit up. He then slowly raised his head.

At the moment, Wang Lin was above the Black Mud Pit. His expression was more serious than it had been before and his restriction flag was already out and floating next to him. He looked at the mud pit. Without any hesitation, his eyes glowed red and a series of Ji Realm red lightning bolts shot into the black mud.

Deep inside the mud pit, the ghostly light in the eyes of the man in the coffin shined brightly as he watched the series of red lightning bolts land. The man raised his bony hand and touched one of the red lightning bolts.

Suddenly, with a loud bang, the red lightning disappeared without a trace and cracks appeared on the man's finger.

The man licked his lips. In the ghostly light in his eyes, a powerful urge to fight appeared. He slowly stood up. At that moment, more red lightning bolts landed, but were blocked by his finger.

Eventually, all of the red lightning bolts were blocked, but his entire right arm was filled with cracks. He looked at his arm and shook it. It instantly turned to dust.

He didn't seem to care at all. His body emitted a powerful will to fight. He let out a smile as he charged upwards.

Wang Lin's face was very ugly. He could clearly feel that just now, the red lightning formed by the Ji Realm was blocked at the cost of only an arm.

Something like this has never happened before. Wang Lin could confirm that this person's cultivation level was not Spirit Severing yet, but he could block the attack of the Ji Realm.

The moment the man started to dash upward, Wang Lin surrounded the area with the restriction flag without any hesitation. Then, his hand formed a seal and 90 restrictions turned into the shape of dragons and charged toward the mud pit.

The skinny man revealed a dumbfounded expression toward the restrictions. He didn't dodge at all and allowed the restrictions to hit his body.

Suddenly, countless cracks appeared all over his body. After the last restriction landed, although his body was covered in cracks, he wasn't even slowed down at all.

Wang Lin's expression was gloomy as he quickly backed up. His hand formed a seal and pointed to the sky as 90 more restriction flew out.

The skinny man looked at the cracks on his body, then at Wang Lin. He licked his lips as he suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Without any hesitation, Wang Lin dodged to the side and, with a ripping sound, the edge of Wang Lin's clothes were torn. Right where Wang Lin was before, the skinny man appeared, holding a piece of Wang Lin's clothes. His eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

Wang Lin's scalp tingled as he stared at the skinny man. If he was a breath slower, he would have been hit by the skinny man.

His eyes darkened as the restrictions descended once more and charged toward the skinny man.

The skinny man once again revealed a dumbfounded expression. He didn't dodge. He simply let the restrictions hit him, causing more cracks to appear on his body.

Wang Lin's eyes lit up. Before all of the restrictions landed, he spent even more spiritual energy to summon more restrictions to attack. At the same time, his body never stopped as he constantly moved around. While he was controlling the restrictions, countless Ji Realm red lightning bolts were shot out.

That skinny man still didn't move. Only when the Ji Realm lightning was about to land would he raise his left hand to block. Gradually, more and more cracks appeared on his body and his left arm started to turn to dust.

This was a very strange battle. Wang Lin's battle experience can be said to be very rich, but he has never experience a battle this strange.