Cultivation begins with the Druid panel

The old man immediately sensed the killing intent in Lu Lin's eyes, and a surge of shock and anger rose in his heart. For a dignified fifth-level Qi Refining cultivator to be met with killing intent from a fourth-level Qi Refining cultivator was an utter disgrace!

But then he saw a murderous glint in Sang Leng's eyes. These two Qi Refining Stage 4 cultivators actually wanted to defy their superiors!

"Fine, fine, fine!" The old man, who was at the fifth level of Qi Refining, could no longer control his anger. He formed a hand seal in front of his chest, and a mysterious power rippled out from his body. A strange melody suddenly echoed in the space, like music, but it was not pleasant to hear.

It's a sound-based illusion!

Lu Lin's pupils contracted, and Gu Ji immediately reacted, transforming into vines that wrapped around the back of Lu Lin's head and then climbed up to his ears, blocking them.

Without the interference of sound, one can avoid sound-based illusions, but the old man's illusions are clearly not that simple. Even if the sound is blocked, the illusions still exist.

"I have been practicing the art of illusion for forty years. Do you really think that just because I have learned a little bit of the art of illusion, I can avoid illusions?" the old man said with a disdainful laugh.

Lu Lin felt his vision was being distorted, and the scene before him became blurry and unreal, as if he had been poisoned, making the world before him appear bizarre and fantastical.

He gripped Kunlun's hand slightly tighter. He had originally intended to use the Ruoshui Seal that his senior sister had imprinted on Kunlun, but in the end he gave up. He could indeed kill the old man in front of him instantly if he used the Ruoshui Seal, but what if he encountered a higher-level Qi Refining stage cultivator next time?

"Guji, cover my eyes!" Lu Lin said at this moment.

Upon hearing this, Guji immediately stretched out its vines and covered Lu Lin's eyes as well.

Seeing this, the old man grew even more disdainful: "With your hearing and sight sealed, what do you have left to fight me with!"

The spiritual power of a fourth-level Qi Refining cultivator is not yet sufficient to replace the five senses.

"I hope your illusions can withstand nature!" Lu Lin didn't hear what the old man said, but he unfolded the Kunlun sword in his hand.

"Boom!"

A cool breeze brushed my face, and suddenly dark thunderclouds gathered in the sky, which was originally clear of stars and moon. The surrounding trees were bent over by the hurricane, and the bushes were uprooted by the hurricane.

The deafening thunder, like millions of people beating drums simultaneously, suddenly exploded in the sky. Large raindrops fell densely, their force like arrows, creating shallow craters on the ground.

The sounds of wind, rain, thunder, and the old man's illusionary melody intertwined between heaven and earth, sounding chaotic and disorderly.

The coolness of the wind and the slight sting of raindrops hitting my skin made my senses a little clearer.

The old man's illusion was instantly reduced by more than half under such natural forces. Lu Lin's lips curled up slightly as he closed Kunlun and slammed it into his left palm: "Do I need to remind you? Illusions below the eighth level of Qi Refining are easily disrupted by natural phenomena."

Although the paths of cultivators in the world are different, they all rely on cultivating the power of heaven and earth. Cultivators below the eighth level of the Qi Refining stage are more or less affected by natural weather conditions in terms of strength, state, and methods, with the illusion path being the most severely affected.

This is one of the main reasons why Lu Lin dared to harbor rebellious thoughts; otherwise, no matter how confident he was, he would not have dared to show killing intent towards a mere Qi Refining Stage 5 cultivator.

Feeling the chill on his skin, the old man's wrinkled face deepened in the night, a hint of anger flashing in his cloudy eyes. His hands emerged from beneath his fluttering sleeves, a ghostly light shimmering in his palms: "Even without illusions, I'm still at the fifth level of Qi Refining. Killing you two at the fourth level of Qi Refining is more than enough!"

Sang Leng frowned, a pained expression appearing on her delicate face. The illusion, now only half effective, was also greatly affecting her. However, Sang Leng was a resilient woman. As the old man made his move, she kicked the spear up with one foot and used both hands to rush forward despite the pressure of the illusion, aiming to stab the old man.

The sound of gunfire pierced the rain, leaving a distinct afterimage, like a swimming dragon.

Lu Lin stepped forward, treading through the rain and following the wind, his movements as swift as a ghost. Holding a folding fan, he simultaneously attacked the old man, his moves intertwined with the power of stars and thunder, each strike deadly and with tricky angles.

Sang Leng's spear flashed with cold light, cleaving through the rain wherever it passed; every move he made was aimed at killing with a single blow.

But just as Lu Lin had thought, in this cultivation world, even the rogue cultivators are not simple. Although the old man in front of him was a 'magic cultivator' of the illusion path, physical skills were not his weakness. Under the attack of the two, he held his own for dozens of rounds without being at a disadvantage.

Although his movement technique was not as profound and mysterious as Lu Lin's Wind-Seeking and Cloud-Stepping Steps, it was clearly a secret technique honed through countless life-and-death experiences, making his defense and offense almost impenetrable.

The elderly man was making full use of his age advantage at this moment.

"You've lived so many years, it really wasn't for nothing!" Although Lu Lin couldn't hear or see at the moment, he could still get a general idea of ​​the situation by relying on the Druid's natural perception and spiritual power. Putting aside their cultivation levels, in terms of physical skills alone, he might not be a match for this old man in a one-on-one fight.

The old man felt humiliated by Lu Lin's words. He had honed his physical skills for over fifty years and had experienced countless life-and-death trials, yet he was now being suppressed by two young men whose combined age looked no more than forty.

The difference in talent is so great that anyone who sees it would feel sorrow and cry out that God is unfair!

"You so-called geniuses! You all deserve to die!"

After fighting for so long, the old man had already figured out the true nature of the two people in front of him; they were definitely not ordinary cultivators!

Especially Lu Lin.

He had never seen a cultivator who used a fan possess such formidable physical skills.

Without a doubt, compared to him, an "ordinary person" who had only reached the fifth level of Qi Refining after cultivating for most of his life, both Lu Lin and Sang Leng were far more talented.

In the world of cultivation, talent and aptitude are the things that most arouse jealousy!

They sensed the anger in his words, but Lu Lin and Sang Leng remained calm and instead accelerated the pace of their fight. Emotions can disrupt one's state of mind, and one's state of mind can affect one's combat power.

"Pfft!"

Lu Lin seized the opportunity, dragon scales sprouted from his left arm to block the old man's attacking hand, and with his other hand, he gripped Kunlun and thrust it out. Star power gathered at the top of Kunlun and shot out as an arrow. With a "poof", the Star Moon Arrow pierced through the old man's inner armor at close range, and then pierced through the old man's chest.

At that moment, Sang Leng's spearhead sliced ​​across the old man's right arm. With a clang, the old man's entire arm was severed, tracing a blood-red arc in the air before rolling several times in the mud.

The intense pain caused the old man to fall uncontrollably backward. At this point, his illusions, physical skills, and inner armor had all been completely broken, and he could no longer even retain any trace of life.

At that moment, Guji also tore off the vines that were blocking Lu Lin's hearing and sight.

Lu Lin and Sang Leng didn't give the old man a chance and tried to kill him, but the old man didn't lose his mind and reacted instantly:

"You think you can kill me so easily?"

Before Lu Lin and Sang Leng could strike him, he used his only remaining arm to pierce his own chest and pull out his heart.

"!!"

Lu Lin had never seen this method in a book.

Sang Leng was also surprised.

Although the fourth level of Qi Refining has elevated one's physique, it is still difficult to survive without a heart!

"In the path of illusion, I am no less skilled than anyone else!"

The old man crushed his own heart with his bare hands, and the blood exploded in the rain, but it did not dissipate. Instead, it formed a strange blood-red rune in mid-air.

Lu Lin's pupils suddenly contracted. Although he didn't know what kind of method this was, he knew that retreating was the right thing to do. He immediately reached out and placed his hand on Sang Leng's shoulder, activated the Wind Control Technique, and flew into the air.

But the crimson runes did not hesitate for a moment as they retreated, and caught up in an instant.

The target is Lu Lin!

On his deathbed, the old man said, "You can't handle that batch of goods."

The crimson runes were imprinted on Lu Lin's chest through his clothes, and Lu Lin immediately felt a burning pain in his chest.