I, a centenarian, sweep through the gates of immortality.

The people of Guanlan Sword Mansion were shocked, especially the three elders, who understood the power of each and asked questions one after another.

"Lin Feng, how did you do that?"

"Let us ask ourselves honestly, if we were in your situation, we would probably have already been possessed. Yet you were able to fight back. Is there some secret behind this?"

There were certainly secrets involved, but Lin Feng naturally wouldn't tell them outright. Instead, he spoke with a firm expression.

"Possession, besides cultivation level, is more of a contest of wills."

"Although I have lived a long and arduous life, and my cultivation time is not long, I have still developed a resilient character."

The three elders of Guanlan Sword Mansion naturally did not believe Lin Feng's explanation.

But they couldn't find a reason to refute it, since it was plausible.

A person with a strong will can theoretically destroy the remnant soul of a strong person.

Furthermore, given that Lin Feng is a naturally born swordsman with top-tier talent, it's not too surprising that he could achieve this.

The three elders couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Your talent is already exceptional, and now you possess the remnant soul of the Underworld Emperor. The power of your divine sense far exceeds your current level."

"This is a predestined connection to the immortals; you must cherish it."

Lin Feng nodded repeatedly and smiled.

"I understand."

After giving Lin Feng a few more instructions, the elders led the people from Guanlan Sword Mansion away.

After seeing them off, Lin Feng quickly helped Yun Shu back into her tent.

Seeing Yun Shu crying her eyes out, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel sorry for her and quickly comforted her.

"Fairy Yun, I'm perfectly fine."

Yun Shu had stopped crying, and her gaze towards Lin Feng was more complicated than before.

Her concern for Lin Feng stemmed from loyalty and affection.

Now, seeing that Lin Feng was safe and sound and had even absorbed the remnant soul of the Underworld Emperor, a sense of injustice suddenly arose in his heart.

"Ugh."

"Talent, opportunity—how can the difference be so huge?"

Yun Shu wasn't jealous; she was simply feeling sentimental.

Lin Feng used a clean handkerchief to wipe away the tears on Yun Shu's face, and then pointed to the dark clouds outside the tent and said.

"Get ready, let's go."

Yun Shu was taken aback for a moment, and instinctively asked in return.

"Where to?"

A murderous glint appeared on Lin Feng's lips as he spoke calmly.

"Go and take revenge."

Although Lin Feng's cultivation level hasn't improved much, this trump card will definitely produce unexpected results after he controls the remnant soul of the Underworld Emperor.

Aside from peak Core Formation cultivators and those at the half-step Nascent Soul stage, ordinary Core Formation cultivators would easily be caught off guard by the remnant soul of the Underworld Emperor within Lin Feng's body if they were completely unprepared.

How many experts at the half-step Nascent Soul stage are there in the entire Xuanqing Temple?

At this time, the Central Plains were in chaos, and the powerful figures of Xuanqing Temple were scattered in search of the treasures in the Underworld Emperor's tomb.

The remaining people were unaware that Lin Feng had controlled the remnant soul of the Underworld Emperor.

This presents Lin Feng with a perfect opportunity for revenge.

"Make them pay for their crimes in blood!"

Yun Shu's heart was already burning with the desire for revenge, and at this moment she did not hesitate for a moment before following Lin Feng away from the Guanlan Sword Mansion's residence.

The first target of their revenge was Zhou Zhongguang.

He is currently in Chongyang Valley, and it would be a good opportunity to use his head to offer sacrifices to the spirits of the people of Chongyang Valley in heaven.

"Walk!"

"Let's march back to Chongyang Valley!"

At this moment, Zhou Chongguang was extremely depressed and irritable.

Since Lin Feng destroyed the formation deep within the earth's veins, the operation of the entire Chongyang Valley Protector Mountain Formation has become sluggish.

Although it can still rotate, it often encounters various minor problems, which Zhou Zhongguang himself is unable to repair.

To ensure the formation's operation, he had to enter the core of the formation alone and barely manage to hold on.

Seeing the spiritual energy of the formation stagnate, Zhou Chongguang's hatred for Lin Feng deepened even further.

"That despicable Lin Feng! He's ruined Xuanqing Temple's plans time and time again!"

"When I catch you, I'll skin you alive!"

"Damn Guanlan Sword Mansion!"

Zhou Zhongguang dared to say some harsh words to Lin Feng, but he was completely helpless against Guanlan Sword Mansion.

In terms of strength, Guanlan Sword Mansion is probably even stronger than Xuanqing Temple.

After all, Venerable Xuanming is nearing the end of his lifespan, while the current head of Guanlan Sword Mansion is in his prime. If a real fight breaks out, Xuanqing Temple will not gain any advantage.

With this in mind, Zhou Zhongguang worked even harder to activate the formation.

Because he knew very well that only if the formation operated properly could the Yin energy in the Tomb of the Underworld Emperor be suppressed, and only then would Venerable Xuanming have a chance to obtain the Yin Pill.

If they fail and Venerable Xuanming is in trouble, the entire Xuanqing Temple will likely face purging.

"call!"

Exhaling a breath of stale air, Zhou Chongguang slowly closed his eyes and focused all his attention on operating the formation.

However, at that moment, several screams suddenly came from not far away.

"It's you!"

"what!"

Zhou Chongguang heard it clearly; it was the screams of his own disciples.

Zhou Zhongguang's face was full of anger, with a hint of doubt between his brows.

"Who is it!"

With the mountain-suppressing formation activated, it is very difficult for outsiders to break in. But now a scream has been heard. Could it be that his own disciples are killing each other?

To prevent any accidents from happening, Zhou Chongguang had no choice but to get up. But before he could leave, he saw a disciple rushing over in a panic, shouting loudly.

"Elder!"

"Something terrible has happened!"

"Lin, Lin..."

Seeing that his disciples could no longer speak clearly, Zhou Chongguang became even more irritated.

"Let's catch our breath before we talk!"

The disciple was panting heavily, and before he could catch his breath, a cold and murderous voice rang out.

"Everyone from Xuanqing Temple deserves to die!"

Zhou Zhongguang felt the voice was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't quite place it. It wasn't until a moment later, when Lin Feng and Yun Shu's faces appeared not far away, that he exclaimed in surprise.

"It's you guys!"

"No wonder you were able to enter Chongyang Valley so quietly."

At this point, Zhou Zhongguang suddenly threw his head back and burst into laughter, his eyes filled with barely concealed excitement.

"I was just thinking that when I caught you, I'd skin you alive, but I never expected you'd come back to die like this!"

"Haha, since you're so eager to die, I'll just have to grant your wish!"

Zhou Zhongguang shoved aside the disciple next to him and rushed straight towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng did not dodge, but simply spoke to Yun Shu.

"It's dangerous here. You should go to the side and keep watch."

Knowing that her cultivation level was low and she couldn't be of much help, Yun Shu only hoped not to hold Lin Feng back, so she nodded immediately and quickly stepped aside.

"Lin Feng, be careful."

Lin Feng nodded, then looked at Zhou Zhongguang, his expression showing no fear, but rather a provocative sneer on his lips.

"Skinning and cramping?"

"You people from Xuanqing Temple are all no good, you all deserve to die!"