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

The battle within the Spirit Abyss was extremely fierce. Even though Lin Feng had already escaped, the surging spiritual energy inside still made him feel a lingering fear.

With the support of numerous divine artifacts, Lin Feng's cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds. However, he was well aware that while he might have some advantages against his peers, he was nothing more than cannon fodder against a Nascent Soul expert.

Realizing the perilous nature of his situation, Lin Feng could only mutter to himself.

"We still need to lie low and quickly improve our strength."

"With my current cultivation level, I would be in no condition to protect myself if my identity were exposed."

As Lin Feng was making his plans, a blue figure suddenly rushed out from the already turbulent depths of the lake. The figure moved with incredible speed, as if fleeing for its life, and a chilling stench of blood emanated from its body.

Lin Feng recognized him from a distance; he was an elder from Xuanqing Temple.

Judging from his appearance, he seemed to have suffered a serious injury, covered in blood, and his breathing was extremely weak.

This was precisely the best target Lin Feng wanted to intercept and kill.

He immediately called to his fellow disciples and said...

"Target here! Prepare to move!"

Although Lin Feng said he would take action, he did not rush out immediately.

Because the opponent was, after all, an elder of Xuanqing Temple, whose cultivation was at the peak of the Core Formation stage. Even though he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, the combat power he unleashed was not to be underestimated.

Therefore, just to be on the safe side, Lin Feng decided to let his junior brothers test the waters.

These so-called junior brothers also knew the danger and dared not step forward rashly, displaying a timid and hesitant attitude.

Lin Feng could only urge them on.

"Are you suggesting I lead the charge?"

"If I die, will you still have a good life?"

Since their master died in battle, Lin Feng, as the eldest brother, was exceptionally talented and had a destiny to become immortals, so they naturally could not accept Lin Feng's death.

Left with no other choice, they could only send one person out to test the waters.

The person who was chosen had no choice but to bite the bullet and block the path of the Xuanqing Temple elder.

The demonic cultivator feigned composure and pointed at the elder of Xuanqing Temple.

"Old man, we've been waiting for you for a long time!"

The elder of Xuanqing Temple's eyes turned cold, and without uttering a single word, he immediately made his move.

A biting wind, carrying spiritual energy, instantly swept towards the demonic cultivator.

The demonic cultivator was terrified and dared not resist at all, only desperately trying to dodge.

Lin Feng, who had been hiding in the shadows, immediately judged how much of his opponent's cultivation level remained after seeing him make his move.

"It only has the power of the early stage of Core Formation!"

With confidence in his heart and certain that he could win, Lin Feng no longer held back and charged forward, instantly neutralizing the Xuanqing Temple elder's attack.

Lin Feng looked at the other person and sneered.

"Old man, your death is near!"

Upon seeing Lin Feng, the elder immediately assessed Lin Feng's cultivation level and realized that he was severely injured and no match for him, so he tried to escape.

However, the demonic cultivators hidden nearby rushed out instantly, completely cutting off the opponent's retreat.

Lin Feng sneered, worried that more seriously injured people might rush out, so he stopped talking and instantly mobilized all his spiritual energy to attack the elder.

Lin Feng unleashed all his killing moves, instantly surpassing his opponent in cultivation level, while his opponent was severely injured. In just one round, Lin Feng shattered his opponent's heart meridian.

The elder was already covered in blood, and now his heart meridian was shattered. After vomiting a mouthful of blood, he completely lost his heartbeat and died.

Lin Feng then ordered several of his junior brothers to cut off the man's head and casually discard the corpse in a nearby corner. Then, he went back into hiding and waited silently.

As Lin Feng had predicted, the Xuanqing Temple elders who were seriously injured in the battle all chose to withdraw from the battlefield as soon as possible, and then fell into Lin Feng's encirclement and interception.

The battle inside was not over yet, and Lin Feng had already killed several people.

Looking at the bloodied heads, Lin Feng's eyes gradually turned cold.

"Come one! Kill one!"

Venerable Xuanming was engaged in a fierce battle with Liu An, with casualties on both sides. He soon realized that it would be difficult to defeat Liu An with the strength of his Xuanqing Temple alone, and several demonic sects had already arrived to provide support.

So he quickly took two steps back and threatened.

"You are all stubborn and incorrigible, and you want to be enemies of the righteous path of the world!"

Liu An snorted coldly and said.

"You want to exterminate us all, are we not even allowed to resist?!"

Venerable Xuanming ceased fighting and quickly retreated, withdrawing from Lingyuan and completely sealing off the entire lake.

"Surround this area and do not let a single person escape."

Venerable Xuanming was originally very confident and gave the order to seal off Lingyuan.

He soon discovered an extremely embarrassing fact.

He doesn't have enough manpower; there's no one left to carry out his orders.

Where are they?

He clearly remembered that none of the elders in his sect were injured or killed. Most of them withdrew after being injured. Why have they all disappeared?

He quickly went to ask the elders next to him, but the others were just as confused, not knowing where everyone had gone.

Just then, Lin Feng, who was hiding in the shadows, sneered and threw out all the heads he had just chopped off.

Venerable Xuanming immediately recognized that all these heads belonged to his own elders.

"Junior brother!"

Xuanming was heartbroken and roared at the surroundings.

"Who did this?!"

Lin Feng remained hidden in the shadows and did not show himself.

He knew very well that once Venerable Xuanming remembered his face, he would be met with a furious and relentless revenge.

His aim was to sow discord between the Demonic Sect and the Xuanqing Temple, while he himself intended to remain uninvolved.

Just as Lin Feng had predicted, after seeing so many of his junior brothers killed, Venerable Xuanming blamed all his grudges on the Demonic Sect.

"You traitorous demonic cultivators! I will slaughter you all!"

Venerable Xuanming knew he didn't have enough manpower to seal Lingyuan, so to prevent his junior brother from being ambushed and slaughtered again, he led his men away.

As he was leaving, he glanced at Liu An, who was hiding in the Spirit Abyss, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

At this moment, Liu An also realized that something was very wrong.

With the Demonic Sect weakened, they would not be able to withstand a large-scale battle between the two sides.

He hadn't originally planned to hunt down the fleeing Xuanqing Temple elders, but he was still killed by someone.

After Xuanming left, he immediately roared angrily.

"Who killed everyone at Xuanqing Temple?"

Lin Feng's junior brothers were the first to jump out.

"Sect Leader, it was Senior Brother Song who led us to do it!"

"These bastards have come knocking on our door. We're too weak to fight, but we can't just let them bully us."