Devouring demons, I attain immortality.

The Qingyun Sect disciples who had been sitting on the sidelines as bystanders were also greatly surprised.

They exchanged a glance, both seeing wariness in each other's eyes.

Su Yichen rose slightly and said in a low voice, "Fellow Daoist Lin, it seems these people are not to be trifled with. Let's leave first..."

Su Yichen came to participate in the cultivators' conference to seize the rare treasures of Jinzhou, so naturally he did not want to cause trouble with the local forces.

However, Lin An remained calm.

He reached out and gently pressed Su Yichen's shoulder, calmly saying, "No need. If we're just kicked out like this, where will we put our pride afterward?"

Seeing Lin An's calm demeanor, Su Yichen's eyes flickered slightly.

In the end, Su Yichen decided to sit down.

Even Lin An, who is self-taught, is so bold. As a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, I naturally cannot bring shame to my sect.

However, Su Yichen was still somewhat uneasy.

By this time, the guests who had just eaten at the inn had gradually left, none of them wanting to provoke this monster who could kill a half-step Core Formation Realm cultivator with a single punch.

Inside the inn, only Lin An and his group remained, quietly eating their meals.

So eye-catching!

This immediately ignited a fire of rage in the hearts of the people on the other side.

"Are you all deaf? Or can't you understand human language? I just said, this inn has been booked by our young master Wang. Those who are not involved, leave now, or you'll end up like him!"

The burly man at the head of the group looked furious.

"What if I don't leave?"

Lin An completely ignored this.

At the same time, his aura was also subtly revealed.

The group of people opposite were enraged when they saw that Lin An not only did not back down, but also seemed ready to fight back.

The burly man who had just killed the man in black robes with a single punch looked at Lin An with a cold gaze.

As he cracked his knuckles, he approached Lin An with a sneer: "Kid, are you tired of living? Daring to act tough in front of the Wang family."

Having said that, he suddenly leaped forward.

A short blade appeared in his hand without his knowledge, its tip gleaming coldly, and he thrust it straight toward Lin An's chest.

Lin An's expression was cold and stern, with a hint of barely perceptible disdain flashing in his eyes.

Faced with the thrusting short blade, Lin An remained completely calm.

He simply turned slightly to the side, his movements fluid and effortless, without leaving a trace of anything superfluous.

Ghost Step

At the same time, he flicked his wrist and swung a knife seemingly casually, yet it carried a chilling aura.

In an instant, a silver blade of light tore through the air like lightning.

It emitted a sharp whistling sound and shot towards the burly man.

Wherever this blade of light passed, the air seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, creating visible distorted ripples.

The burly man's sneer froze instantly, replaced by boundless fear.

He never expected Lin An's counterattack to be so swift and fierce.

The speed and power far exceeded his expectations.

His pupils contracted sharply, and in a panic, he hurriedly circulated his spiritual energy throughout his body.

A silver shield materialized in front of him, attempting to block the fatal blow.

boom!

The blade struck the shield with a deafening roar.

The powerful impact, like a surging torrent, instantly shattered the strong man's spiritual energy shield.

The aftershock sent him flying.

His body flew backward uncontrollably like a kite with a broken string, knocking over several tables and chairs along the way.

The tables and chairs instantly turned into fragments upon impact, scattering across the ground.

The burly man fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

He struggled to get up, but felt as if all the bones in his body were falling apart, and every movement was excruciatingly painful.

A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with shock.

He simply couldn't believe that, despite his all-out defense, he had still been beaten so badly by Lin An!

I'm only at the early stage of Core Formation, so what level must this person be at?

The entire audience was instantly shocked.

The once quiet inn was thrown into complete chaos, as if a huge rock had been thrown into the lake.

The cultivators standing outside as bystanders whispered among themselves, their eyes drawn to Lin An as if by a magnet.

"This...how is this possible? This person actually dared to hit someone from the Wang family! Just who is he?"

"Yes, the Wang family is one of the four great families in Jinzhou City, and the patriarch is known throughout the city for his fierce protection of his own. Many people would avoid the Wang family's young master. How dare this kid be so bold as to beat up a member of the Wang family like this? Could he be someone from the imperial court?"

"Oh my, even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. Even the princes of the Great Qian Dynasty wouldn't dare to be this arrogant in Jinzhou City, would they?"

……

A complex light flickered in everyone's eyes.

There was shock, admiration, and a touch of curiosity.

Su Yichen sat in his seat, the shock on his face not yet completely gone.

He glanced hesitantly at Lin An, inwardly marveling at the unfathomable strength of Brother Lin.

With this rare treasure from Jinzhou, the Qingyun Sect has probably lost all hope.

......

Lin An stood quietly with his hands behind his back.

It was as if all the noise around him had nothing to do with him.

Just then, a cold voice slowly rang out.

It seemed to carry a bone-chilling cold, instantly lowering the temperature of the entire inn by several degrees.

"Who dares to lay a hand on anyone from the Wang family?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

A young man dressed in a magnificent brocade robe walked in slowly.

He had a handsome face, but there was a sinister air about him.

His eyes were as sharp as knives, and when he swept over the crowd, it seemed as if he could cut through the air.

Behind him followed several powerful guards, each with piercing eyes, clearly masters of considerable skill.

"It's Wang Tianhao, the young master of the Wang family!"

Someone gasped in a low voice, their voice filled with intense fear.

Wang Tianhao's gaze finally landed on Lin An, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

He spoke coldly, his voice like ice: "So it was you who dared to hit someone from my Wang family?"

Lin An remained calm, as if everything before him had nothing to do with him.

"So what if it's me?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Tianhao's face instantly darkened.

Since he was born, Lin An is the first person who has ever dared to speak to him like this in Jinzhou City.

He snorted coldly, his tone laced with threat: "Fine, very well! It seems you don't know how powerful I am. Today, I'll show you the consequences of offending me..."

After saying that, he raised his hand and waved it, and several guards behind him immediately stepped forward and surrounded Lin An.

His spiritual energy surged, clearly indicating that he was preparing to attack Lin An.

These guards from the Wang family actually all possessed the strength of the early stage of Core Formation.

If someone else were in that situation, they would probably be scared out of their wits.

Lin An remained standing still, motionless.

He sighed softly, a hint of helplessness in his voice: "Is that so? Then let me see just how powerful you really are."

Before he finished speaking, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from Lin An's body.

A spiritual energy storm, as heavy as a mountain and as fierce as a gale, enveloped Lin An.

The oppressive spiritual energy instantly filled the inn, compressing even the air into a ball.

boom!

next second.

Wang Tianhao's guards, all of whom were at the early stage of the Core Formation realm, were blasted away!

"Golden Core Realm! He's at the Golden Core Realm!"

Someone gasped in disbelief.

Wang Tianhao's face turned pale instantly.

The disdain in his eyes was instantly replaced by fear.

His eyes widened, his voice trembling: "You...you're at the Golden Core Realm?!"

Lin An slowly stood up, his gaze sharp as lightning, and stared directly at Wang Tianhao: "What, can't you tell?"

At this moment, Lin An was enveloped in a shield formed by golden spiritual energy, a feature that even a fool could see was possessed by a Golden Core Realm expert.