Mortal Cultivator: Lin Tianzun

Chapter 64: The Shadow of the Wild Forest, the Sword Breaks the Tribulation

Lin Fan was completely unaware that from the moment he appeared in the market, he had been firmly fixed on by several pairs of greedy eyes. At this moment, three Foundation Establishment Stage Jie Xiu were following his trail, chasing him at lightning speed.

"Brother, this kid runs like he's got grease on his feet. We almost lost him." A skinny, sinister-looking cultivator couldn't help but complain in a low voice, his tone full of anxiety and unwillingness.

The leader was a burly man with a face full of flesh. Upon hearing this, he glared at the robber cultivator fiercely and snorted coldly, "Hmph, cut the crap! This brat has purchased so many rare spiritual medicines, he must have a lot of treasures hidden on him. Keep a close eye on him, we can't let this cooked duck fly away!"

Lin Fan sat cross-legged on a boulder, concentrating on recovering his mana. Suddenly, his sharp senses picked up a hint of unusual fluctuations. His heart trembled, and he thought to himself, "How could such a presence suddenly appear in this desolate mountain? Could it be directed at me?"

Soon, the unusual aura grew stronger, drawing ever closer, only a few miles away. Lin Fan frowned, slowly rising to his feet, his gaze sharp as a torch, warily gazing in the direction of the aura. At the same time, he secretly channeled his mana, energizing his spirit, preparing himself for any crisis. He knew the attackers were hostile, and a fierce battle was inevitable.

"Boy, you are really good at running! A little cultivator in the early stage of foundation building can actually be more powerful than me who is in the middle stage of foundation building. It seems that you have a lot of treasures on you. If you know what's good for you, hand over your storage bag quickly. I am in a good mood and can give you a quick death." The extremely arrogant voice came from far away, with undisguised greed and cruelty, breaking the silence of the mountains and forests.

As soon as he finished speaking, three figures descended from the sky like meteors. Leading them was a bald, burly man, his figure as imposing as a towering mountain. He exuded the powerful aura of a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, seemingly crushing the air around him.

Next to him stood an old man with a crane face and dressed in gray. He was slightly hunched over. Although he was only at the initial stage of foundation building, his eyes, sunken in his eye sockets, flashed with a sinister light that made people shudder, as if he could see through the fear in people's hearts.

There was also a big man with a fierce face and a face full of flesh. He was also in the early stage of foundation building. At this moment, he was rubbing his hands, eager to try, as if he couldn't wait to eat Lin Fan alive.

"Robbery cultivator?" Lin Fan asked with pretended uncertainty, but in fact he was already certain of his guess.

"Brother, isn't it obvious? This kid must be confused, haha!" Seeing this, the fierce man laughed sarcastically, his laughter full of contempt.

The bald man in the lead shouted impatiently, "Get started! No more nonsense!" With that, several men sprang into action, pulling magical weapons from their storage bags. Instantly, streaks of light flashed, and several magical weapons, brimming with unparalleled force, charged towards Lin Fan like unbridled wild horses. Wherever they passed, the air felt as if sliced ​​by sharp blades, emitting a sharp hissing sound and rippling through the surrounding space.

"You're looking for death!" Lin Fan shouted, his eyes wide open, a flicker of murderous intent in his eyes. He slapped his storage bag fiercely, and several dazzling lights flashed, and several magical weapons instantly appeared in his hands.

One is a flying sword emitting a sharp cold light. The sword body is full of cold light, as if it can cut the bright stars into pieces. It is the Star-Breaking Sword.

One was a simple, round shield, its surface engraved with mysterious runes. As the runes flickered, spiritual energy flowed like a flowing stream. This was the Hunyuan Shield. Another, seemingly ordinary, ancient bronze mirror, yet upon closer inspection, one could sense the age-worn aura within. This was the Ningguang Mirror. All three were top-tier magical instruments, each imbued with devastating power.

Lin Fan's hand gestures suddenly shifted, and the Star-Breaking Sword was the first to meet the incoming magical weapons. The sword flashed like a brilliant meteor streaking across the dark night sky, colliding fiercely with the incoming magical weapons with unstoppable momentum.

Instantly, a series of deafening explosions erupted, resembling thunder from the horizon, exploding across the desolate wilderness, jarring the eardrums. Simultaneously, he suspended the Primordial Shield in front of him. The runes on the shield glowed brightly, forming an impenetrable shield of spiritual energy that tightly protected his entire body.

He gently tossed the Condensing Light Mirror, which hovered overhead. Mysterious rays of light emanated from the mirror, interweaving as if to construct a mysterious defensive space that enveloped Lin Fan. At this moment, surrounded and protected by three top-tier magical instruments, Lin Fan was like a god of war, radiating a terrifying aura and showing no fear at all from the siege of the three Tribulation Cultivators.

Several magical instruments violently collided. In an instant, a deafening roar like rolling thunder exploded across the desolate countryside, threatening to shake the very heavens and earth apart. From the point of collision, raging spiritual energy surged like a surging tsunami, sweeping wildly in all directions.

The surrounding jagged rocks were instantly pulverized by this devastating force, sending shards flying like deadly hidden weapons. The sturdy trees of the dense forest, normally rooted to the earth and standing proudly, now snapped like fragile straw before the powerful impact. Branches and leaves, swept by the fierce wind, flew everywhere, like a green rainstorm, instantly plunging the entire mountain forest into chaos and destruction. Yet, amidst this chaos and destruction, the Hunyuan Shield stood firm as a rock. The runes on its surface shone brightly, forming a thick and dense shield of spiritual energy, protecting Lin Fan firmly within it. Seeing the Hunyuan Shield's stability, Lin Fan felt a sense of peace.

His eyes flashed, and his hands, like a phantom, quickly formed sword gestures. As the sword gesture unfolded, the Star-Shattering Sword seemed to be summoned by some mysterious power. The blade trembled slightly, then soared steadily into the air, its surface instantly coated with an incomparably sharp blade light. The blade light shone with a cold, chilling light, as if it could tear through anything in the world.

At the same time, Lin Fan mobilized his inner mana, desperately pouring it into the flying sword like a flood. For a moment, the Star-Shattering Sword shone brightly, and the surrounding space was slightly distorted by this powerful force. A more intense confrontation was about to begin.

The Star-Shattering Sword shone brightly, carrying Lin Fan's resolute aura like a nimble and deadly dragon as it lunged at the three Tribulation Cultivators. The bald man's expression froze; he had never imagined that Lin Fan, a cultivator in the early stages of Foundation Establishment, could possess such a fierce counterattack. He hurriedly swung a heavy black hammer, its face engraved with ancient runes, in an attempt to block the Star-Shattering Sword.

"Bang!" With a resounding bang, the Star-Breaking Sword and the heavy hammer collided fiercely, unleashing a terrifying force. The blow cracked the bald man's knuckles, and blood streamed down his arm. He staggered back several steps, leaving deep footprints on the rocks beneath his feet, and he looked utterly miserable.

Taking advantage of this moment, the crane-faced elder's eyes flickered, and like a cunning fox, he silently circled behind Lin Fan. In his hand, a slender bone flute whistled an eerie tune. Black sound waves rushed towards Lin Fan like sharp blades, attempting to penetrate the Hunyuan Shield's defenses and deliver a fatal blow.

Lin Fan keenly sensed the danger behind him. The Condensing Light Mirror above his head spun abruptly, emitting a soft yet powerful light that collided with the black sound waves. The light and sound waves canceled each other out, emitting a sizzling sound, and transformed into wisps of dissipating spiritual energy that dissipated into the air.

"Hmph, you're quite skilled!" the fierce man roared, wielding a serrated broadsword. With a whirring sound, he slashed at Lin Fan from the side, attempting to take advantage of the chaos. Lin Fan dodged the blow with a ghostly, his movements smooth and effortless. Simultaneously, the Star-Breaking Sword arced through the air, stabbing the fierce man with a backhanded strike.

The ferocious man couldn't dodge and could only hold his sword horizontally to block. With a "crack," the serrated sword was easily cut through by the Star-Breaking Sword, as if it were tofu. The sharp blade slashed across his arm, leaving a bloody mark that instantly stained his sleeve.

"Brother, this guy's too strong! Let's not get killed here!" The fierce man clutched his wound, his voice trembling with fear. The bald man's face was as gloomy as the sky before a storm. He knew he had met a tough opponent today. If he didn't use all his strength, he would not only fail to obtain Lin Fan's treasure, but also face a difficult escape.

"Don't panic, attack together! We must take this brat down today!" the bald man roared, his voice echoing through the forest. The three of them formed a triangle, surrounding Lin Fan once again, preparing to launch a more fierce attack. Lin Fan, his expression stern, like a thousand-year-old piece of ice. Spiritual energy surged through him, and the Star-Breaking Sword in his hand shone like the brightest star in the night sky. He braved the coming storm fearlessly. In this dense forest, ravaged by the ravages of spiritual energy, an even more thrilling battle was about to begin.

Lin Fan's eyes burned brightly, his hands moving like butterflies through flowers as he continued to rapidly execute sword gestures. His mana surged unreservedly towards the Star-Shattering Sword. At this moment, the Star-Shattering Sword was like a nimble and deadly dragon. Under Lin Fan's exquisite control, it crisscrossed the battlefield with terrifying force.

The bald man exerted all his might, swinging the dark hammer once again, bringing it down with immense force towards Lin Fan. The powerful wind emanating from the hammer twisted and distorted the surrounding air, as if to crush everything. However, Lin Fan showed no fear. With a flick of his sword, the Star-Shattering Sword slashed through the air in a dazzling arc, piercing towards the hammer.

"Boom!" This collision unleashed a force far greater than the previous one. The rune radiance on the hammer dimmed instantly, and then, with a crisp "crack," the hammer split open, its powerful force pouring back down the shaft. The bald man felt an overwhelming surge of force, sending him flying backward like a kite with its string cut. Blood gushed from his mouth, and he created a large crater in the ground.

Seeing the situation was dire, the crane-faced old man's eyes flashed with panic, and like a frightened bird, he turned and tried to flee. But Lin Fan wouldn't give him the chance. With a thought, the Star-Shattering Sword pursued him like lightning. The old man felt a chill run down his spine, and just as he was about to cast a spell to block it, the Star-Shattering Sword had already pierced his back. With a scream, the crane-faced old man collapsed limply, his life force instantly fading, and he died on the spot.

At this moment, the fierce man was so frightened that his legs went weak, and the half-cut saw-toothed sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. He fell to his knees and begged for mercy in a trembling voice: "Hero, spare my life, I won't dare to do it again!"

Lin Fan's expression remained icy, unmoved. His sword technique shifted again, and the Star-Breaking Sword flashed through the air, slicing accurately across the ferocious man's neck. With a "puff," a column of blood shot up into the air. The ferocious man, eyes wide, slowly collapsed to the ground, ending his sinister life.

In a short moment, Lin Fan, relying on his exquisite sword techniques and powerful magical instruments, slew the three evil-minded Tribulation Cultivators one by one. The battlefield was completely silent, with only a gentle breeze ruffling Lin Fan's clothes. He glanced around, sheathed his magical instruments, and turned to continue his quest for the elixir. Only the devastated battlefield remained, bearing witness to the thrilling battle.

(End of this chapter)