A mortal cultivating immortality can nurture spirit beasts.

Wang Chan used the barrier-breaking bead to escape the Yan family's formation. He then sent a signal arrow into the sky. The Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators who were waiting near Yan Family Fortress received the signal and rushed towards Yan Family Fortress.

A bloodthirsty look flashed across Wang Chan's face. As the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, he had always been the one bullying others, and had never suffered such a great loss. So he immediately gathered his men to prepare for revenge.

"Yan Family Fortress dared to make me suffer such a great loss. You two just need to hold off the Yan family patriarch for a while. It won't be long before Elder Fu arrives. At that time, the entire Yan Family Fortress will be razed to the ground. Except for Yan Ruyan, no one else will have any reason to exist."

Wang Chan thought bitterly. At this moment, the Yan family patriarch, along with the other Yan family cultivators, had already dealt with the remaining Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators, activated the formation, and flew into the air. He looked at Wang Chan and said...

"Young Master Wang is waiting for reinforcements, but I still advise you not to wait, because they can't get here."

"What did you say?" Wang Chan's expression changed upon hearing this. The Li brothers, who were standing nearby, seemed to sense something and quickly informed Wang Chan, who looked surprised and doubtful.

At this moment, the Yan family patriarch had already flown over. The Li brothers had no choice but to step forward and entangle him. Other Yan family cultivators surrounded him again. Wang Chan didn't have time to think carefully and could only use his magic weapon to fight back.

At the same time, the more than two hundred cultivators who came to participate in the treasure hunt were divided into six groups by Fairy Ni Chang of the Hidden Moon Sect, each group resisting the Ghost Spirit Sect reinforcements from each direction.

Lin He, Dong Xuan'er, and more than twenty other cultivators were grouped together. Looking at the dozens of Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators surging towards them with imposing momentum, Dong Xuan'er was a little nervous, after all, she didn't have the rich fighting experience that Lin He did.

"Senior Brother Lin, I..."

"Release the defensive artifacts and wait where you are."

Lin He was too lazy to explain further to her. He took out the exquisite top-grade magic weapon—the Fire Spirit Sword, used the Wind Control Technique, activated the Lightness Talisman, and then activated the Cloud Stepping Boots. His speed was extremely fast, and in an instant, he arrived in front of a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator from the Ghost Spirit Sect. The man was shocked and was about to release his defensive magic weapon when Lin He beheaded him with a single sword strike, killing him on the spot.

The dozen or so Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators who witnessed this scene were shocked. Knowing they had encountered a tough opponent, they quickly released various colorful defensive magic artifacts and talismans.

Lin He didn't even look at them. He raised his hand and sent out more than thirty low-level mid-grade talismans. After so many talismans were activated, the defenses of these dozen or so people were immediately full of holes. A blue figure appeared like a ghost, moving around unpredictably. But every time it appeared, a Ghost Spirit Sect cultivator would be killed. In just a few minutes, more than a dozen Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators fell to the ground.

Among these people, the highest cultivation level is only at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, and the lowest is only at the eighth level of Qi Refining. With Lin He's current cultivation level, dealing with them is too easy.

Dong Xuan'er, who was standing to the side, was already dumbfounded. She never expected that Lin He, who looked so gentle and refined, would be so ruthless. So many people had died at his hands in such a short time, yet Lin He showed no sign of tension, as if such things were commonplace.

"Senior Brother Lin, you..."

"Now is not the time to talk, come with me."

Having promised Hong Fu to protect Dong Xuan'er's safety, Lin He had no choice but to hold her hand and move forward. At this point, he couldn't care less about the rules between men and women, because if anything happened to Dong Xuan'er, Hong Fu would probably go berserk.

Lin He pulled Dong Xuan'er along and forcefully carved a path through the crowd, leaving the other cultivators from the seven sects looking on in disbelief. Judging from Lin He and Dong Xuan'er's companionship, they must be cultivators from Huangfeng Valley. However, they never expected that Huangfeng Valley would produce such a ruthless character who killed without blinking an eye, making him even more like a demonic cultivator than the disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

Lin He led Dong Xuan'er along the way, and behind them was already a sea of ​​blood, where countless Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators had fallen.

Dong Xuan'er went from being nervous at first, to being numb, and then gradually developed an expression of admiration.

No Ghost Spirit Sect cultivator who stood in front of Lin He could withstand a single sword strike from him. This heroic figure made Dong Xuan'er's heart pound.

Lin He had no idea what Dong Xuan'er was thinking. He pulled Dong Xuan'er along and fought his way through, finally arriving at the location of Yan Family Fort.

At this time, most of the Ghost Spirit Sect's reinforcements had been intercepted by the seven sects' cultivators. Only a small portion broke through the blockade and arrived here, where they joined the battle against the Yan family's cultivators.

Dong Xuan'er had never seen a battle between cultivators of such scale before. She instinctively clung tightly to Lin He, as if only he could give her a strong sense of security.

"Junior Sister Dong, your body is trembling. Are you scared?"

Even now, Lin He still had the mood to joke. Dong Xuan'er said with dissatisfaction, "What am I scared of? This is just a small matter for me."

"Oh, in that case, I don't need to protect you anymore."

"Wait! Don't go," Dong Xuan'er quickly followed. "I...I admit I'm a little nervous, just a tiny bit."

"It's a tiny bit, I guess."

"You...you're really annoying!" Dong Xuan'er was completely helpless against the man in front of her. Her seductive arts were useless against him, and he deliberately took the opportunity to mock her.

Lin He smiled and stopped joking. At this moment, the other twenty-odd cultivators who had traveled with Lin He also arrived. According to what Fairy Ni Chang had said before, the Yan family cultivators were allies, while the Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators were enemies. No one doubted this, and everyone quickly helped the Yan family cultivators.

With all reinforcements from the Ghost Spirit Sect blocked, the relative strengths and weaknesses of both sides became obvious. Lin He wasn't very interested in the fight between these Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining cultivators; instead, he looked up at the sky.

There, the Yan family patriarch and the Li brothers were fighting fiercely. Dazzling lights flashed and explosions were heard everywhere. Both sides flew into the sky in perfect unison, otherwise, the aftershocks of the battle alone would have killed many cultivators below.

At this moment, a red light flew over, and the newcomer was a beautiful young woman wielding a red ribbon magic weapon; she was none other than the charming Fairy of Rainbow Robes.

With Fairy Ni Chang's cultivation at the mid-stage of Core Formation, the Li brothers were immediately at a disadvantage upon her arrival, forced to focus solely on defense.

"Young Master, run!"

The Li brothers sensed something was wrong and immediately warned him.

Wang Chan, who was entangled in a battle with the Yan family cultivators, also saw the situation clearly and sighed inwardly.

"It seems the seven sects were prepared, even sending Core Formation stage cultivators. Since things are hopeless, we have no choice but to retreat for now."

Even though Wang Chan was unwilling, he could see that the situation was hopeless. While his men were doing their best to hold off their opponent, he immediately activated the Blood Spirit Technique. His figure transformed into a cloud of blood and instantly reached a distance of more than ten feet, on the verge of escaping the place.

Just then, a dazzling flash of fire flew over and struck the blood cloud hard, revealing Wang Chan inside, who was jumping up and down in anger.

"Where is Young Master Wang heading?"

At that moment, a blue figure blocked his way; it was Lin He!