Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 214 - Lost and Found, Approaching the Goal
A young man strolled in, looking at Qingxin Daojun with disdain: "Old woman, you're so ugly, why don't you just go die already?"

Old woman, ugly?!
The veins on Qingxin Daojun's forehead bulged: "You brat, who do you think you are, daring to question my beauty!"

"Beautiful? That's laughable! Look at you, you're uglier than a toad!" Lin Le said sarcastically.

Qingxin Daojun's face darkened completely: "Boy, don't think that just because you're a Nascent Soul Fourth Transformation cultivator, you're so great for killing Lingxi, who was only at the first stage of the Out-of-Body stage. He's just a piece of trash who barely broke through with the help of a precious pill."

Now that things have come to this, Daoist Qingxin has realized that Lin Le must be the demon who killed Daoist Lingxi.

"Let me correct you on one point," Lin Le said, shaking his finger. "I was a Nascent Soul Stage 2 cultivator when I killed that piece of trash."

What? A hint of surprise appeared in Qingxin Daojun's eyes, then he said coldly, "You think I would believe that? Three months, and the Nascent Soul has advanced two stages in a row, how absurd!"

"Whether you believe it or not is unimportant." Lin Le made a hand seal, and then a vast aura descended. "What's important is that you're going to die a very, very terrible death today!"

As they were speaking, a golden-armored deity, five zhang tall and holding a three-legged treasure cauldron, stood behind Lin Le.

Mountain protection formation!

Qingxin Daojun immediately recognized that this was the effect of his own mountain-protecting array, but how could it be controlled by a brat who suddenly appeared?

A magic seal appeared between his hands, and Daoist Qingxin immediately channeled his magic power into it.

It then sensed that the nodes of the mountain-protecting formation had been tampered with, which greatly weakened the control of the magic seal over the mountain-protecting formation.

"Smash it to death," Lin Le said indifferently.

Whoosh! The air currents swirled into white clouds as the golden-armored deity, wielding one leg of the three-legged cauldron, slammed it down towards Daoist Qingxin.

clang!
Like a great bell being struck, a golden-armored figure appeared in front of Qingxin Daojun.

The golden-armored deity was also missing a large piece of his golden armor.

The control of the Dharma Seal over the mountain-protecting formation has been greatly weakened, but weakening is not the same as having none at all.

Lin Le remained expressionless as he manipulated the golden-armored deity to smash the three-legged cauldron down again.

At this moment, Qingxin Daojun let out a sharp whistle, and the embryonic egg on the roof beam burst open, and one after another, yakshas emerged with heads like camel humps, skin that was either indigo, vermilion, or brownish-yellow, but all with huge mouths and fangs.

Their cultivation levels were all stuck at the ninth stage of the Golden Core realm, and some were even stuck at the first stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

This made Lin Le's eyes narrow slightly; there seemed to be about five hundred Yakshas here.

The killing karma at a higher level increases tenfold, while the killing karma at a lower level increases by one-tenth at a time.

One cycle of the Golden Elixir results in 1,000 points of karmic debt from killing; nine cycles of the Golden Elixir result in 1,800 points of karmic debt from killing.

One thousand eight hundred multiplied by four hundred and fifty equals eight hundred and ten thousand. Fifty Nascent Soul cultivators transform into five hundred thousand. Adding Qingxin Daojun's one hundred and twenty thousand, the total becomes one million four hundred and thirty thousand.

The fact that he had regained his lost karma made Lin Le feel a little happier, and he also found Daoist Qingxin much more pleasing to the eye.

clang!
The enormous alchemy furnace crashed onto the golden armor with a thunderous sound, and the armor was already covered with cracks.

Five hundred Yakshas also formed a battle formation and charged towards Lin Le amidst a deafening roar. Their momentum was so strong that it was no less than that of a typical second-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

But for Lin Le, this was actually easier to deal with.

"upbraid!"

Innate Divine Power: The Sound of Subduing Gods and Conquering Demons!

A supremely righteous voice rang in the ears of the Yakshas, ​​and then they let out a chilling scream, causing their linked formation to collapse instantly.

"what--"

The screams were filled with fear and confusion. Under the chants of the gods and demons, these yakshas seemed to remember something.

The Qingxin Daojun's face was also full of distress, as it too had heard the sounds of conquering gods and demons.

The sound was very strange, both attacking the soul and arousing one's righteous thoughts, and at this moment it was at a critical moment in refining the Dao Lord of Rebirth.

Stimulated by this, Daoist Huisheng tried even harder to escape from Daoist Qingxin's belly.

"Go back!" Qingxin Daojun also tried his best to suppress Huisheng Daojun.

At this moment, Lin Le did not launch a surprise attack, but instead exhaled a breath.

In one breath, thousands of sharp swords emerged, flying towards the Yakshas who were confused about who they were, aiming directly at their brows and hearts.

Sensing a life-or-death crisis, the Yakshas instinctively began to fight for survival.

The indigo-blue yaksha roared and swung its steel fork. Sewage was splashed at the flying sword, trying to defile its spirit. The flying sword was not afraid at all. It shimmered with a gray light and went straight through the sewage, piercing the yaksha.

The crimson yaksha spewed out a mouthful of poisonous fire, trying to force the flying sword back, but the flying sword remained unfazed and passed right through its mouth.

The brownish-yellow yaksha was petrified all over, looking incredibly hard, yet flying swords only offered slight resistance before piercing it from front to back.

In the blink of an eye, more than half of the five hundred Yakshas were killed or wounded, and severed limbs and remains mixed with foul-smelling blood covered the entire Medicine King Palace.

After sensing that he had indeed committed murder, Lin Le breathed a slight sigh of relief. Then, a golden ring appeared in his hand, which he threw forcefully.

Bang bang bang!
The Qiankun Ring rebounded rapidly from the Yaksha in the Nascent Soul stage, unleashing its full power to slay immortals and exorcise demons.

Each time it's flicked, a Yaksha's sternum or skull deforms.

With the Yin-Yang Twin Swords, they swiftly slaughtered the remaining Yakshas.

Qingxin Daojun wanted to make amends, but neither Huisheng Daojun in its womb nor the golden-armored deity would let it leave, trapping it firmly in one place.

Seeing the last Yaksha slaughtered, Daoist Qingxin roared in grief and anger: "You brat, you dare to ruin my path, you're dead!"

These yakshas were also related to its later path of cultivation, but now that they are all dead, there is no doubt that its path has suffered a major blow.

A ruthless glint appeared in its eyes as it looked at the resurrected Dao Lord inside its belly with a hateful gaze: "You want to get out? Fine, I'll send you out!"

The Great Art of Transforming Plague Spirits into Demons!

The flesh and blood of all the Yakshas in the Medicine King Hall, along with the essence and plague contained within them, were all drawn away and rushed towards Qingxin Daojun.

Lin Le would never let it succeed.

The golden-armored deity strode forward, swinging the cauldron even faster to attract attention.

Lin Le appeared silently behind Qingxin Daojun, his hands already gripping the Fire-Tipped Spear.

Then, he slashed out with his spear.

At the first glimpse of dawn!
Qingxin Daojun seemed to have anticipated Lin Le's sneak attack. His back flesh bloomed like a flower, and a white bone centipede suddenly darted out.

Clang——!
The white-boned centipede was as hard as precious gold, yet Lin Le couldn't split it open with a single shot.

The white-boned centipede flew back briefly, then immediately stopped its retreat and lunged at Lin Le like a snake in mid-air.

This forced Lin Le, who was about to launch another surprise attack on Qingxin Daojun, to turn back and defend.

'Is it a magical artifact, or a living being?'

Lin Le frowned as he looked at the skeletal centipede and decided to kill it first.

The Samadhi True Fire Technique mixes magical power, and then the Primordial Fire ignites it completely!
In an instant, Lin Le's aura suddenly surged.

In that instant, Lin Le thrust out a spear.

Extinction of the Thunder Pole!

bass!
A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and the Fire-Tipped Spear pierced through the head of the Bone Centipede. In that instant, the true meaning of life, death, and the true meaning of Yin formed a harmonious whole, destroying the Bone Centipede's vitality.

The 100,000 acts of killing have entered the inner realm of supernatural powers, which made Lin Le raise an eyebrow. This thing actually calculated the Nascent Soul realm.

On the other side, Qingxin Daojun couldn't help but let out a roar of anger; its natal spirit pet had died.

Just then, a rip was torn open in its bluish-brown belly, and foul-smelling pus and blood gushed out like a waterfall, followed by a bluish-brown yaksha that was ten feet tall rolling down.

The bluish-brown yaksha looked somewhat confused, not understanding why he was there.

However, its confusion quickly dissipated because its "mother" spoke.

"Kill him!" Qingxin Daojun pointed at Lin Le, the wound on its belly slowly healing.

As if in response to stress, the bluish-brown yaksha's body was covered in wooden armor resembling dragon scales. Its claws stretched out, dark green and black, and its ears were covered with semi-circular wooden balls, seemingly to insulate against sound. Thump!
With a stomp, the bluish-brown Yaksha charged towards Lin Le.

Lin Le spoke again: "Zha!"

The innate supernatural power, the Demon-Slaying Sound, is reactivated.

The blue-brown yaksha paused, a look of pain and inner turmoil on his face.

Although the "Sound of Conquering Gods and Demons" is called a sound, it is essentially a technique of attacking with divine consciousness, and it cannot be ignored by simply covering one's ears.

Qingxin Daojun's face darkened. She hadn't expected that plugging her ears wouldn't work, and would have little effect at all.

Lin Le spread out his three heads and six arms, holding a gun, a sword, a ring, and a ribbon in his hands.

Lin Le rapidly activated the Three True Fire Techniques, pressing his advantage and charging towards the Green-Brown Yaksha.

Abyss of Purgatory!

With a single shot, crimson flames surged forth like a tidal wave, crackling and burning the brownish-blue yaksha's wooden armor.

The Yin-Yang Twin Swords pierced through the gaps in the scales, striking the Yaksha in the chest.

Foul-smelling pus and blood flowed from the Yaksha's seven orifices, and its breath began to weaken.

Qingxin Daojun opened his mouth and sprayed out a sky full of poisonous mist, trying to save Qinghe Yaksha.

But the golden-armored deity's three-legged cauldron suddenly overturned, and the Bagua diagram inside the cauldron rotated, sucking in all the poisonous mist.

The mountain-protecting formation not only has offensive capabilities, but also the ability to neutralize spells.

Qingxin Daojun could only watch helplessly as the Qiankun Ring slammed heavily onto the crown of the cyan-brown Yaksha.

Click!

The blue-brown yaksha's head was smashed to pieces.

The headless corpse fell stiffly to the ground, and Lin Le looked at Qingxin Daojun.

"Any other methods?" Lin Le asked with a hint of pleasure as he saw another 100,000 acts of killing enter his inner realm of supernatural power.

The evolved spirit has almost committed enough killings.

Qingxin Daojun stared at Lin Le with a grim expression. One by one, his trump cards were revealed and then destroyed, which put him under tremendous psychological pressure.

Die!

Suddenly, Daoist Qingxin made his move, hurling a dark green rope toward Lin Le.

Lin Le knew this was definitely not a good thing. With a slight step, he flashed ten feet away, leaving another version of himself in the same spot.

Fractal and scattered images!

For a moment, Qingxin Daojun couldn't tell which one was the real Lin Le, because in his perception, the two were exactly the same.

Then it realized something and exclaimed in astonishment, "Scattered Shadows, you are a true disciple of the Xuan Tian Sect!"

Living in this region, it's impossible not to know who the dominant powers are and what their characteristics are.

The Xuantian Sect's ability to scatter and disperse shadows is a well-known characteristic here. With this minor supernatural power, the chances of a true disciple of the Xuantian Sect surviving when they go out are exceptionally high.

Lin Le did not answer, but instead, both of his versions rushed toward Qingxin Daojun.

With a flick of his hand, Qingxin Daojun sent another eerie green rope flying toward Lin Le.

Two eerie green light ropes chased after Lin Le and his companions, who dodged left and right to avoid being bound by the light ropes.

Ultimately, Lin Le and his companions were accidentally bound by the eerie green light ropes.

But the moment Lin Le and the others were bound by the eerie green ropes, Qingxin Daojun calculated with his pupils and realized that both of them were fake!

Just then, a figure appeared silently above it.

The Primordial Flame reignited its magical power, and its majestic aura crashed into Qingxin Daojun's mind like a waterfall.

not good!

Qingxin Daojun realized something was wrong, but it was too late.

The sun and moon revolve, cleansing the universe!
Six punches were thrown simultaneously, their knuckles covered in dense red patterns. The air was compressed into mist at extreme speed, swirling around the fists.

The first punch shattered Qingxin Daojun's skull, the second punch crushed its nose, the third punch broke all its bones... By the time the sixth punch landed, Qingxin Daojun had become a pile of mangled flesh.

Amidst the rotting flesh, a mouth still wriggled: "No, no, no, I can't die!"

Lin Le stomped on it, ground it up, and said indifferently, "Noisy."

Abyss of Purgatory!

A towering pillar of fire rose into the sky, the extreme heat evaporating flesh and blood into nothingness.

Not far away, the corpse of the bluish-brown yaksha suddenly moved, then slammed its fist on the ground and charged outwards.

Seeing that the killing karma had not yet been recorded, Lin Le knew that Daoist Qingxin was still alive and kept a close eye on his surroundings.

He noticed it the moment the blue-brown yaksha's corpse moved.

Just as he was about to make his move, the bluish-brown yaksha suddenly fell from mid-air.

Lin Le glanced at it with his divine sense and immediately knew what was going on.

They were attacked backfired.

The bluish-brown yaksha's body was covered with countless human faces tearing at each other, with two faces standing out particularly clearly.

One belongs to the Daoist Master of Resurrection, and the other to the Daoist Master of Purification.

The Resurrection Daoist's face was contorted with rage as he tore at the face of the Pure Heart Daoist. The Pure Heart Daoist was not quite lucid at the moment and actually turned around and bit back.

Lin Le took a step and arrived at the side of the blue-brown Yaksha corpse.

After thinking for a moment, he shook the embroidered ball at his waist.

"The soul is back."

The face of the Resurrection Daoist vanished, turning into a wisp of spiritual light that fell into the embroidered ball.

Without the interference of the Resurrection Dao Lord, the Pure Heart Dao Lord attempted to escape, riding the blue-brown Yaksha.

In its anxiety, it completely failed to notice Lin Le standing to the side.

But it doesn't matter, it won't need to be taken care of for the rest of its life anyway.

Lin Le pressed down with his palm, which was filled with a radiant golden light.

"Ahhh-"

Multiple, exaggerated screams rang out from the body of the blue-brown yaksha.

One by one, the faces vanished in the golden light, until only the Pure Heart Daoist remained.

Qingxin Daojun regained its senses amidst the golden light, and cried out, "Spare my life, spare my life, I will..."

Boom!

The thunder dragon descended in fury, completely blasting the corpse of the bluish-brown yaksha into charcoal.

Lin Le gave it a light kick, and the piece of charcoal crumbled into ash.

He glanced at the inner vision of his supernatural power and saw that his killing karma had jumped from 4.17 million to 4.29 million, only 30,000 away from evolving into a spiritual body.

And these 30,000+ will be enough in a few days.

After all, there are still a small number of remnants among the spirit generals that have not been completely eliminated.

Lin Le began cleaning up the battlefield and collecting spoils of war.

(End of this chapter)