Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 136 - Another Batch Arrives

"Nothing is impossible." Lin Le took a step forward, and wind and fire gathered under his feet, forming a wheel of fire.

call out!
The human body sliced ​​through the air at a speed as fast as thunder, creating faint white clouds around Lin Le.

In Yan Xuanzhen's eyes, the handsome Lin Le, paired with the layer of white clouds, looked like an immortal rushing towards him. Unfortunately, this immortal was not there to stroke his head, but to smash his head open.

The excessive speed caused Yan Xuanzhen to subconsciously use hand seals to cope.

what--

Then he heard the wailing of ten thousand ghosts, and his magical power froze, causing the defensive spell he was about to form to dissipate.

Bang! His head exploded like a watermelon, then fell to the ground with a thud.

Seeing Yan Xuanzhen killed in a single move, the remaining members of the Yan family were stunned, their faces filled with disbelief.

Did he just die like that?

This is their Grand Elder, Yan Xuanzhen, a great cultivator from the fourth level of Foundation Establishment!

Lin Le clenched his fist. It really is a world where the strong get stronger and the weak get weaker.

I thought that once I reached the Foundation Establishment Realm, fighting beyond my level wouldn't be too easy, but killing these few powerful cultivators from the third or fourth level city gates felt no different from when I was in the Qi Refining Realm fighting beyond my level.

They're all the same dishes.

Once they confirmed that Yan Xuanzhen was truly dead, the remaining members of the Yan family began to flee without prior arrangement. They knew that even if they joined forces, they would never be able to defeat Lin Le.

But they couldn't escape. If Yan Xuanzhen had been more aware of the danger, he should have gathered everyone to go up the mountain. Then, with the power of the formation, they might have had a chance to escape.

Unfortunately, they assumed Lin Le was a fleeing criminal in their habitual thinking, believing that he would leave after sweeping the area, unaware that they were facing a peerless killer who would take the initiative to attack.

The soldiers moved silently, like top hunters hunting down the fleeing Yan family members.

Even Foundation Establishment cultivators, facing Dao soldiers who grew stronger with each battle, could only helplessly remain stuck in place.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Le smashed the head of the last Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Yan family, and the Dao soldiers also beheaded the last member of the Yan family amidst cries of agony.

The Hun Tian Ling carried the embroidered ball to absorb blood energy, while Lin Le stood on a boulder, his eyes flashing with divine light as he gazed into the far distance.

'They're coming to their deaths one after another.'

Lin Le looked at the group of people, who were all from the same group but were clearly divided, and licked his teeth with his tongue.

Do those people think they won't stay in the same place?

Unfortunately, Lin Le planned to temporarily occupy this land, since spiritual lands where water and fire complement each other are hard to find.

Lin Le stood with his hands behind his back, waiting for them to come over.

The group remained silent until they were almost at Twilight Mountain, when one of the men suddenly raised his hand: "Wait!"

The group immediately stopped, and Hong Baoquan, who was leading the group, frowned: "Xia Jinchuan, what's wrong now?"

Xia Jinchuan looked around: "It's too quiet."

"Too quiet?" Hong Baoquan looked around as well, his brows furrowing even more. "What do you mean too quiet? We can hear birds chirping, and it's the middle of winter, isn't it normal for it to be quiet!"

"There was no sound." Xia Jinchuan suddenly made a move, sending a fist beam flying backward.

Boom!
Ripples appeared in the previously empty air.

This strange phenomenon immediately put everyone on alert, and one person cried out, "A formation? We're trapped!"

Xia Jinchuan frowned. Was this something the Yan family had done?

"Everyone on alert, prepare to break the formation!" Xia Jinchuan said. Regardless of whether it was the work of the Yan family, breaking the formation first was the right thing to do, to clear a way out.

Hong Baoquan didn't speak. He was a bit domineering, but he wasn't stupid. To start an internal conflict in this unknown crisis would be like asking for trouble.

Lin Le raised an eyebrow as he watched the people move; they weren't entirely foolish to have come. He tossed the embroidered ball and then threw it forcefully into the crowd.

Xia Jinchuan, who was paying attention to his surroundings, saw a strange object being thrown at him and instinctively drew his sword to slash at it.

The blade's edge pierced the air, striking the strange object squarely.

Without a sound, the blade's edge was silently swallowed up, followed by a burst of intense bloodthirsty energy that transformed into hundreds of soldiers that fell upon Xia Jinchuan and his group.

Xia Jinchuan frowned, and once again brandished his long sword, creating a net-like attack on the Taoist soldiers.

The red ribbon detached from the embroidered ball, and with a forceful pull, the air immediately formed distorted waves that crashed against the knife net like ocean waves.

After Lin Le's physical body reached the power of the Six Symbols, the Hun Tian Ling also entered the ranks of superior magic artifacts, giving birth to its third characteristic - Treading the Sea, which can perfectly transmit and even amplify the power of the magic artifact's owner.

Boom! A powerful shockwave swept outwards, causing the snowflakes on the ground to rise again.

Amidst the snowflakes, the Yinshan Serpent took the lead, spewing out a breath of black gas.

Being chosen by an ancient immortal, the Yinshan Serpent must possess some skill. This black aura is called the Qi of Decline, which will diminish the life force and even the lifespan of those who are afflicted by it.

Although the origin of the Yinshan snake is unknown, its black aura is not to be trifled with, so naturally no one dares to get involved.

Gale-force winds, torrents of water, and flames rushed toward the black mist, trying to disperse it.

But the black mist spread out in wisps, like a fishing net covering the crowd.

Those people immediately scattered, and a few who were slow to react aged rapidly into old people the instant they came into contact with the black energy.

"No, no!"

Those people wailed and then fell like withered trees.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines at the sight.

Spells that directly affect lifespan are unheard of in this small place.

However, they quickly stopped paying attention to the giant snake, as a more obvious danger was approaching them.

More than two hundred soldiers, arranged in neat square formations, surrounded them in an arc, each exuding an aura no weaker than that of a Qi Refining Stage 10 cultivator.

However, most of them were only at the sixth or seventh level of Qi Refining.

Even more terrifying is that these Taoist soldiers are vaguely connected to form a magic array, making their energy linked.

When a Foundation Establishment cultivator launched an attack, the Dao soldiers raised their shields, and the falling attack was split into hundreds of strands that struck them.

Although they were enveloped in a bloody aura, no damage was caused.

Then they raised their swords and slashed, and hundreds of sword energies converged into a single slash that struck the Foundation Establishment cultivator.

The power was so great that the Foundation Establishment cultivator facing this blade energy showed a look of horror on his face.

Hong Baoquan also made his move at this moment; this Foundation Establishment cultivator was one of his men.

A large spear appeared in his hand, and with a flick of his wrist, the spear's light pierced the air, shattering the blade's energy.

"Come out! What kind of hero hides his head and tail like that!" Hong Baoquan roared.

call out!
A dark figure charged in following the sound, emitting a sharp buzzing sound in the air.

Hong Baoquan's pupils contracted, and he unleashed a powerful, metallic-force spear.

Boom!

The dark figure flew backward, only to be caught by a delicate, fair hand.

Everyone looked at the figure whose feet were on the fiery wheels.

(End of this chapter)