A mortal cultivating immortality can nurture spirit beasts.

Chapter 149 The Power of the Celestial Star Needle

"Young Master of Qingyang Sect!"

Upon hearing the handsome young man speak, Lin He quickly recognized him. This man had tried to take away the Yuan Yao and Yanli sisters, but Lin He had stopped him. However, this incident created enmity between the two sides. Later, during the great battle between Miaoyin Sect and Liulian Palace, Lin He killed two early-stage Core Formation cultivators from Qingyang Sect, Guo Yun and Liu Hong, making the conflict between the two sides irreconcilable.

"Hehe, now that you know, you can die! Elder Yan, this is the man who killed Guo Yun and Liu Hong. He must not be let go."

Upon hearing this, the old man surnamed Yan, who was in the late stage of Core Formation, revealed a murderous aura on his face, clearly indicating that he was not a simple character.

"A mere mid-stage Core Formation cultivator dares to offend our Qingyang Sect? All three of you, attack together and kill him!"

With a wave of his hand, three mid-stage Core Formation cultivators simultaneously charged towards Lin He.

On the other side, Sect Master Sun secretly groaned at the sight. Lin He's display of great power had given him a glimmer of hope for victory, but unexpectedly, the people from Qingyang Sect suddenly appeared, making the favorable situation unpredictable again.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Yuan's expression changed, and she looked worried. In contrast, Wu Chou relaxed and seemed to be gloating.

Three mid-stage Core Formation cultivators approached Lin He. They showed no intention of speaking and soon three magical treasures flew out: a flying knife, an iron ruler, and a large sword, all attacking simultaneously.

"snort!"

With a cold snort, Lin He flicked his sleeve, and three golden lights flashed and disappeared. He looked at the three magical treasures that were coming at him, but did not defend against them. Instead, he turned around, and then three identical Lin Hes appeared, which were Xing Huanying.

The three Linhes split into three groups, dodging the attacks of the magic weapons. The three opponents couldn't tell which one was the real body, so they could only use the most rudimentary method to kill all three Linhes. They hurriedly controlled the three magic weapons to chase after the three Linhes. The next moment, they were all stunned. After the three Linhes were killed by the three magic weapons, they all turned into specks of starlight and disappeared.

Just then, the elderly man surnamed Yan's expression changed, and he quickly warned, "Watch out below!"

The elderly man surnamed Yan's reminder wasn't enough; he moved to rush to the rescue, but it was already too late!

A blue figure suddenly rushed out from below one of the mid-stage Core Formation cultivators who was floating in the air. It was Lin He, who had been hiding underground using an earth escape talisman and had finally found a good opportunity to make his move.

"ah----"

Caught off guard, the mid-stage Core Formation cultivator hurriedly took out a defensive talisman and slapped it, creating an earthen-yellow protective shield. He felt relieved, but Lin He suddenly swung his fist, unleashing a tremendous force that slammed into the shield. The shield, which was not weak, trembled violently, looking as if it could not withstand the force.

The man was startled and was about to do something when three golden lights suddenly appeared. These were three golden needles, each about the length of a finger, moving so fast that they were completely undetectable. By the time the cultivator noticed them, the needles were already upon him. The earthen-yellow protective shield was already overwhelmed, and it was no match for these three exceptionally sharp golden needles made from materials of a level seven demon beast. With a soft "poof," the three needles easily pierced through the shield and struck the man between the eyebrows.

The mid-stage Core Formation cultivator maintained an expression of disbelief until his death, after which he ceased to live.

Lin He collected the corpse, storage bag, magic weapon, and three golden needles, then looked at the two mid-stage Core Formation cultivators. He snorted and waved his hand, sending out 128 golden needles. This was the limit of what Lin He could currently control, and they immediately transformed into more than 100 golden rays that flew towards the two opposite him.

The golden light was incredibly sharp and fast, reaching the two people in the blink of an eye. The 128 golden rays almost turned that small patch of sky gold, and for a moment, gold seemed to be the only color in the world, engulfing the two people in a frenzy.

"You dare!"

Seeing the terrifying power of the golden needles, the old man surnamed Yan's expression changed drastically. He grabbed at Lin He in the air, and a large gray hand flew out and slapped towards Lin He.

However, Lin He didn't even blink when he saw this, and he also made a grabbing motion in the air. A golden handprint flew out, and the two hands collided and disappeared, seemingly evenly matched.

This sudden, rapid turn of events, with its several unexpected changes, caused everyone present to change their expressions.

Although Sect Leader Sun was pleased, he did not dare to say it out loud, fearing that he would offend the Qingyang Sect for no reason.

Zhou Yuan's expression relaxed, and a hint of surprise, which she could not hide, appeared in her beautiful eyes.

Wu Chou trembled and tried his best to keep a low profile, fearing that he would be targeted by Lin He again.

The old man surnamed Yan turned ashen-faced upon seeing this. The young master of Qingyang Sect, who was standing to the side, was already stunned. Soon, a series of screams rang out, startling the young master. He looked up and saw that the two mid-stage Core Formation cultivators were covered with countless needle-shaped holes and were no longer human. Their deaths were extremely horrific.

He looked at the old man surnamed Yan as if in a nightmare, and pleaded, "Old Man Yan, why don't you save them?"

Elder Yan sighed and said, "Young Master, it's not that I don't want to save him, but it's too late. This person's natal magic weapon is actually a set of flying needle magic weapons. They are incredibly fast and unpredictable, making it impossible to rescue him in time."

At this moment, Lin He moved and arrived in front of the two people. Their magic weapons were twisted and deformed and could no longer be used. Their corpses were also destroyed, so they could not be refined into pill corpses. He could only put away the storage bag.

However, adhering to the principle of not wasting anything, Lin He still took out two small bottles to extract blood from the two people, since it could be used to nourish the eighteen pill corpses.

Throughout this process, Lin He kept his eyes on the young master of Qingyang Sect and the old man surnamed Yan, his provocative intent was very obvious.

Lin He did not approach the other party rashly. Although the young master of Qingyang Sect was only at the early stage of Core Formation, Lin He did not take him seriously at all. However, the other party might have a powerful weapon that could threaten his life. If he was hit by that thing without warning, he might really capsize in the ditch and lose his life here. Therefore, Lin He did not rush in blindly, but instead used a provocation tactic.

The young master of Qingyang Sect had never suffered such humiliation. He took out a folding fan magic weapon and was about to rush forward when he was stopped by the old man surnamed Yan. The old man quickly moved his lips slightly and transmitted his voice, "Young master, don't be fooled by this man's provocation. He is deliberately trying to provoke you into attacking. You must not act rashly, but remain calm. Have you forgotten that we still have a trump card?"

The young master of Qingyang Sect was so angry that he gritted his teeth and was no longer able to think calmly. If it weren't for the reminder from the old man surnamed Yan, he would have been blinded by anger and forgotten that trump card.

"Oh yeah, how could I have forgotten about it?"

Suddenly, the young master of Qingyang Sect realized something and calmed down. He looked at Lin He as if he were looking at a dead man. Then, he moved his lips slightly and transmitted his voice, "Elder Yan, cover me. This time, you must kill this brat."