The ancient city.
The sky was overcast and it was a little dusky.
In this city, the sounds of chaos rang out incessantly. Everyone was terrified.
At dawn, the commoners stumbled and fled in all directions on the streets. Their eyes were all flashing with the same expression, and that was fear.
In the middle of the ancient city, there was an arena with a radius of a hundred meters. A natural moat was like a call from the abyss. It tore the ground apart in the middle of the arena and continued to sweep across like the spine of a dragon.
The moat divided the arena into two sides. On each side was a group of people. The two groups of people were undoubtedly the two major sects of the ancient city: Yunding Sect and Lihuo Sect.
However, the Lihuo Sect was in a sorry state at this moment. Ling Xiao stood at the forefront and stared at the Yunding Sect with a solemn expression. Behind him were Venerable Xue, Mo Chen, Elder Xun, and the various elders of the sect.
Behind the elders was a group of disciples led by Shao Yang. Behind him were Liu Qing, Liu Lan, Song Yu, Chen Gang, and the former eight Purple-ranked disciples. Behind them were a few hundred elites of the sect. Among them, there were many disciples who had survived in the Blazing Secret Land.
"Hehe, Ling Xiao, you old geezer. According to the agreement, Lihuo Sect belongs to my Yunding Sect, right?"
In the Yunding Sect's direction, Lin Yun was dressed in a green cloud robe. He stood proudly at the side of the moat. When his eyes opened and closed, there was a cold light radiating from his eyes. It was so cold that no one dared to look at him directly.
Ling Xiao's expression changed drastically. He clenched his fists so hard that his bones cracked. For a moment, he could not say a word. He was extremely depressed. As a Sect Master, he could not do anything when he was humiliated in public.
He turned around and looked at Shao Yang, Song Yu, and Chen Gang. The three of them were the disciples who had fought on behalf of Lihuo Sect. At this moment, their bodies were covered with wounds and looked like they were at death's door.
"You cheated!"
When Shao Yang heard this, he roared and stood up. With a stern expression, he wanted to get up, but the moment he straightened his chest, he had no choice but to stop again because of his wound.
On his chest, there were five bloody wounds. The wounds were so deep that the bones could be seen. Blood and flesh were scattered everywhere. Upon closer inspection, these wounds were not caused by a human. They were obviously caused by the sharp claws of a wild beast. "You … actually used the Devil Sign!"
"Hehe, could it be that the rules don't allow that?
My sect is rich and overbearing. If you have the ability, why don't you ask your Sect Master Ling Xiao to get you the Devil Talisman, right? "
Lin Yun sneered with disdain in his eyes as he looked at the three overlord kings beside him. Qiu Ming, Qiu Yue, and Shao Yun were in their beast forms. Clearly, they had used the Demonic Talismans.
Ling Xiao's bloodshot eyes widened, but he didn't make a sound.
The Three Young Overlords of the new generation were all in the middle stage of the Spirit Shattering Tier, but they were still newcomers after all. Logically speaking, with Shao Yang and the other two's ample experience, they should not have been defeated. At least, they should not have been defeated so thoroughly. However, it was unexpected that they would actually use the Wraith Sign.
A single Devil Talisman was more than enough to widen the gap between the two sides.
"Sect Master Lin Yun, you're really going all out!" Ling Xiao snorted with an ugly expression.
"Haha, it's just so-so. I believe I'm willing to invest in this generation's disciple."
Lin Yun laughed disapprovingly. His eyes were filled with mockery as he said, "Sect Master Ling Xiao, since you're willing to bet, you should be willing to accept your loss. According to the agreement, hand over the seal of the Lihuo Sect. Do you really want me to take it myself?
If that's the case, I can't guarantee that your disciple and your sect will be unharmed. "
Ling Xiao's face was a little red as he panted heavily. For a moment, he was in a dilemma.
"Sect Master!"
"Sect Master, let's fight it out with them! We'd rather die than die!"
"That's right, Sect Master. At most, we'll die. Even if we die, let's show the Yunding Sect that there are no cowards in the Lihuo Sect!" A group of disciples stood behind Ling Xiao, each of them raising their weapons in excitement.
Elder Xun and Elder Mo Chen looked at each other and said, "Sect Master, we can't make any more mistakes. When we forced Qin Shi away, we've already contributed to the arrogance of the Yunding Sect. We can't give in this time!"
"Let's fight it out with them!
Maybe there's still hope! "Mo Chen growled.
Hearing the sound, Ling Xiao shook his head dejectedly. He stared at the chasm in front of him and muttered to himself, "Fight, how do we fight?
Can the Wang Spiritual Realm win? "
"Sect Master!"
Many elders and disciples roared in a low voice.
Venerable Blood furrowed his brows when he heard that. Ever since the battle in the Skyburn Mountain Range, he had been a guest in the Lihuo Sect. He said, "Ling Xiao, although I'm not from the Lihuo Sect, I feel that it's not a man to give up without a fight!"
"That's right, Sect Master. We're not afraid of death!"
A group of disciples fought to be the first to roar, "Let's fight it out with them and save Senior Sister Yin Mo!"
As they spoke, Liu Qing and Liu Lan brandished the daggers in their hands and took a step forward, ready to kill their way into the Yunding Sect.
The disciples standing behind the two of them also became excited. They were so angry that they raised their silver halberds with red faces and released their spirit power.
Whoosh!
But right at this moment, a gust of cold wind blew. Before Liu Qing and Liu Lan could break away from the group, a ray of cold light flashed behind the disciples. It was a red spear that was stabbing towards Lin Yun with his hands behind his back.
Looking at the approaching cold glint, everyone was stunned.
When the cold glint flashed past, Ling Xiao glared with his blood-red eyes. "Qin Shang, stop!"
Lin Yun was the first to recover. He stretched one hand out of his sleeve and a purple halo wrapped around his bracelet. Then, he grabbed the red spear that was stabbing towards his chest. "Haha, Qin Shang?
I remember you. You're the traitor who betrayed my sect, right? "
"Cut the crap. Let Yin Mo go, or I'll kill you!"
Qin Shang stopped. His simple and honest face was especially resolute as he glared at Ling Xiao. He used all his strength to thrust his spear downwards, and his body suddenly leaped up from the ground. He stepped on the waves and spun half a circle. A red spirit light ignited the air, and a raging fire burned in the sky above the arena. It was as if the clouds in the sky had been set ablaze. He roared, "Burning Heaven Fire!"
"Pfft, you're courting death."
Lin Yun's expression changed. He waved his hand and a wave of spiritual energy surged into the clouds. The speed of the spiritual energy was so fast that it could only be measured in seconds. In the next second, violent thunderclouds appeared, and the ancient city formed by the thunderclouds instantly darkened.
Lightning suddenly appeared and rumbled in the sky.
Ling Xiao and Lord Blood's expressions changed at the same time. They said in horror, "What a shocking lightning … Is this the strength of a King Spirit Realm?
It can actually shake the sky and turn the world around …? "
Just the aftershock alone was enough to push back the disciples of the Yunding Sect. Qin Shang's pupils shrank and his body instantly froze on the spot.
A wild and violent lightning dragon rolled within the pitch-black lingering thunderclouds. Lightning galloped and emitted explosive sounds. Immediately, one could see the clouds split apart as a vast purple-colored lightning glow suddenly descended.
Bang!
The speed was strange, and the ground exploded in seconds. The fire in Qin Shang's hand lasted less than half a second in the lightning before it was instantly extinguished. After the fire was extinguished, his body was hit by the lightning, and he was hit into the stage, creating a huge pit that was more than ten meters wide.
"Qin Shang!
Senior Brother Qin Shang! "
The Li Fire Sect disciple roared with his eyes wide open.
When the lightning dissipated, Lin Yun's body swayed and he leaped into the huge pit with a green rainbow. He grabbed at the void with one hand and lifted Qin Shang above his head. He sneered and mocked, "Little brat, you should have stayed in the Cloud Cauldron Sect peacefully. You would have been able to witness the Cloud Cauldron Sect unifying the ancient city soon. Why did you have to take things too hard and join this sect that is about to be destroyed?"
"Qin Shang!"
Lord Blood had already rushed forward. Ling Xiao struggled for a moment before he, along with the elders and Su Ming, leaped towards Lin Yun. "Lin Yun, don't you dare hurt the disciples of the Lihuo Sect!"
Ling Xiao, Elder Xun, Mo Chen, Lord Blood, and the elders of the Lihuo Sect formed a semicircle and shot out at the same time. Their bodies were like cannonballs, leaving behind afterimages.
Lin Yun swept his gaze across the area. He still maintained a relaxed smile in the face of everyone's attacks. His lips curled up into a disdainful arc. He looked so at ease, and a cool breeze swept past his body, making him look like a saint.
"With just you guys?
You want to stop me? "
He laughed coldly. He didn't take even half a step back under everyone's pressure. He only raised his left hand slightly and spread his fingers in their direction. A holy light shone from the center of his palm.
"Back off!"
Boom!
As the sound rang out, the ground collapsed. In front of Ling Xiao and the others, a large ravine appeared out of thin air. Within the ravine, rubble flew in all directions, and sparks flew everywhere.
The buildings in the ancient city were swept up by the ravine, and the ground trembled like a flash flood.
A shocking aftershock formed a vast wave of air, and the dust and gravel in the air were swept up by the wave of air. The stones were like sharp swords, hitting the people in the crowd by the tens of thousands.
Bang!
Just one strike was enough to make several people take a hundred steps back from the aftershock.
The robes of the weaker elders were torn by the sandstorm, and the stones sank into their flesh. They coughed up blood and fell to the ground powerlessly.
Ling Xiao and Lord Blood's eyes widened, and their pupils shrank. "The middle stage of the King Spirit Realm?"
"He made a breakthrough again?"
Ling Xiao's black eyes were filled with despair, and the spiritual energy in his body instantly dissipated.
"Hehe, did you just feel it?"
Lin Yun seemed to enjoy the looks of despair on their faces. His laughter became even wilder, and it echoed in the sky of the ancient city, spreading to every corner of the ancient city.
As his laughter echoed, Lin Yun's cold gaze turned back to Qin Shang. Qin Shang's neck was squeezed hard, and his face was red as he struggled. "Bastard … When Stone comes back, he won't let you go!"
"Hehe, go down and wait for him."
Lin Yun laughed coldly, and killing intent flashed in his eyes. He reached out with one hand from his sleeve, and a purple light flashed. The wild wind seemed to tear through space as he stabbed towards Qin Shang's chest.
"Qin Shang!" Everyone cried out in shock.
Qin Shang's eyes widened as he looked at the five fingers stretching out in front of him. His heart sank, and he was infinitely close to death.
Whoosh!