Wang Lin continued to stare at the cultivator holding his soul jade slip. When the three of them were about to crush the jade slip, he spat out a green light from his mouth. The green light flashed and cut towards them.
As soon as the green light appeared, the surrounding cold air became oppressive. Wang Lin's blood refined flying sword had undergone a change after Wang Lin cultivated the Underworld Ascension Mantra. A trace of the meaning of "Ji" unknowingly appeared on the flying sword.
The frigid Qi emanating from the flying sword was extremely overbearing. As soon as the surrounding plants were struck by the frigid Qi, they immediately froze into ice crystals. Even the nearby early Foundation Establishment cultivators felt their bodies go numb in an instant, and their skin visibly began to crystallize.
The cultivator holding Wang Lin's soul jade slip was immediately shocked. He didn't have time to crush the jade slip and hastily retreated. But he never would have dreamed that the small green sword would suddenly disappear in front of him. He was stunned and hastily summoned a defensive magic treasure, but it was too late.
The flying sword appeared three meters in front of the cultivator and with a flash of green light, it pierced through the cultivator's throat. An arrow of blood spurted out. The cultivator clutched his neck in disbelief and slowly collapsed.
Wang Lin leaped into the air and grabbed the soul jade slip, throwing it into his bag of holding.
All of this happened too quickly. It was more appropriate to describe it as a flash of lightning. At this time, the other two late Foundation Establishment Cultivators had already crushed their Soul Jade Slips. A cloud of pink smoke floated out from the jade slips. Like a wave, the smoke formed a ring and surged in all directions.
The moment the coffins of the Shiyin disciples came into contact with the pink mist, a sizzling sound came from within the coffins. It was as if someone was lying inside the coffins and constantly scratching the coffins with their fingernails.
As for the Foundation Establishment cultivators, they all stood motionless in place as if they had been struck by a Body Freezing Technique.
After crushing the jade slips, the two late Foundation Establishment cultivators didn't even look at Wang Lin and quickly rushed into the giant door that was about to collapse.
The two of them entered in a flash. Immediately afterward, the giant door completely dissipated, turning into specks of crystal light that slowly disappeared without a trace.
Wang Lin didn't say anything and quickly retreated far away. He looked at the Shiyin disciples in silence.
At this time, the sizzling sound was getting louder and louder. Suddenly, one of the coffin lids broke open, and a pair of black claws emerged, followed by heavy breathing sounds.
Slowly, a dried corpse covered in long black hair sat up in the coffin. Its eyes emitted a green light. It turned its head and looked around. Finally, its gaze landed on its master, who was closest to it.
Its eyes shone with a cold, bloodthirsty light. It leapt up, let out a shriek, and grabbed its master. It took a deep breath, and the early Foundation Establishment Cultivator's body began to tremble. His skin began to wither away, transforming into wisps of white gas that entered the Corpse Puppet's body.
At the same time, the withered muscles on the Corpse Puppet's body began to swell as if they had been injected with vitality.
Not long after, the cultivator was all skin and bones. He could only exhale and not inhale.
The Corpse Puppet had already returned to its human form.
Next, the Corpse Puppet took another deep breath. The cultivator let out a miserable groan, then fell to the ground, dead. A strand of yellow gas floated out from the corpse. The Corpse Puppet grabbed it and stuffed it into its mouth.
Soon, the Corpse Puppet's body began to change. Its hair grew back, and the black hair on its body began to fall off. In the blink of an eye, it looked exactly like the cultivator from before.
At the same time, one coffin lid after another cracked open. Pairs of zombie claws stretched out from within the coffins. As soon as the Corpse Puppets appeared, they leapt up and charged toward their masters.
However, not all of the Corpse Puppets were like this. Roughly a third of the Corpse Puppets crawled out of the coffins and stared blankly at their surroundings. They stood there motionless.
Wang Lin stared in shock at the scene before him. All of the Corpse Puppets that had devoured the cultivators all had Cultivation bases similar to late Foundation Establishment. Looking at the dozen or so monsters in front of him, Wang Lin's scalp went numb. He cautiously retreated.
At this moment, miserable shrieks rang out one after another. The Corpse Puppets that had finished devouring the cultivators all turned to look at the remaining Shiyin disciples. Without any prior agreement, they all swarmed forward.
Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the stench of blood filled the air. Without another word, Wang Lin turned and left.
After walking far away, Wang Lin gloomily stood outside a dense forest in the valley. He had experienced the viciousness of the Shiyin. If he had stopped that cultivator before he crushed the jade, he would have become a meal for those monsters.
Wang Lin coldly laughed. He knew that the Jue Ming Valley was filled with danger. Almost all of the Righteous and Demonic Dao sects in the State of Zhao were gathered here. Wang Lin didn't plan on participating in the foreign battleground. He wanted to find an exit and leave this place. What he wanted to do now was find a cold place to cultivate and increase his Cultivation base.
After coming into contact with the Cultivation world, Wang Lin felt that there was danger everywhere. If he wasn't careful, he could lose his life. However, since he had stepped onto the path of Cultivation, if he wanted to be safe, he had to make himself stronger.
At the same time, the wood element material needed for the heaven defying bead was the most important thing in Wang Lin's heart.
Just as he was thinking, Wang Lin suddenly retreated a few steps. With a whoosh, a ray of black light flashed by where he was just standing. At the same time, a burst of laughter came from the forest.
"Brat, you dodged pretty fast."
A young man wearing a luxurious robe slowly walked out of the forest. He looked at Wang Lin with a smile and said, "Which sect are you from?"
Wang Lin's expression was calm as he coldly said, "Shiyin."
The young man was startled. He smiled and said, "Shiyin?
Rumor has it that every disciple of the Shiyin carries a coffin with them. Where is your coffin? "
Wang Lin looked at him and frowned.
The young man coldly snorted. He pointed with his right hand and a black light appeared on his fingertip. He said, "I don't care if you are a Shiyin or not. Leave your storage bag."
Wang Lin's eyes flashed coldly. He scanned the forest with his divine sense and found that there were still three people. He didn't speak and retreated a few steps.
Seeing Wang Lin retreat, the young man showed a look of contempt. He pointed with his right hand and the black light suddenly flashed and shot towards Wang Lin's heart.
Wang Lin raised his eyebrows and waved his sleeve. The Gravity Technique turned into a big hand in front of him. The black light hit the big hand and disappeared after a few inches.
Wang Lin coldly looked at the young man. He found that the three people in the forest were quickly approaching him with his divine sense. He didn't want to be entangled with them and quickly retreated.
The young man was angry. Although his opponent was at the early stage of the Foundation Establishment realm like him, there were three senior brothers behind him. One of them was at the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment realm. The four of them didn't go with the rest of the Heavenly Dao Sect. They had other plans. They wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to kill and steal the treasures.
In this competition, all the sects gave a lot of treasures to their Foundation Establishment disciples in order to increase their strength.
Now that he saw that his opponent was alone, the young man couldn't help but think of killing him. Now that he saw Wang Lin retreating, he didn't say anything and slapped his storage bag. Suddenly, an eight inch long ruler flew out.
The ruler was emerald green. After it appeared, it immediately emitted a strong fragrance. The young man took a deep breath and pointed at the ruler. The ruler suddenly moved and with a buzz, a large black Ganoderma Lucidum appeared on the ruler. As soon as the Ganoderma Lucidum appeared, it immediately left the ruler and floated in the air.
The young man's expression was dignified. He quickly took out something from his storage bag and threw it out. There was a flash of red light and a blood-red poisonous bee rushed toward the Ganoderma Lucidum at an extremely fast speed. In just a few bites, it completely devoured the Ganoderma Lucidum.
Its size suddenly increased several times. It was now the size of a fist. With a sharp cry, it rushed toward Wang Lin.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye. Wang Lin's eyes flashed with a cold light. The small green sword appeared in front of him and rushed toward the poisonous bee.
The Venomous Wasp buzzed and dodged to the side when the flying sword came. However, at this moment, the flying sword suddenly disappeared and when it reappeared, it was already close to the young man. In a flash, it pierced through his chest, causing blood to spurt out.
The young man didn't even have time to react before he died.
As soon as the young man died, the ruler in the air immediately lost its luster and fell to the ground. Wang Lin used his Attraction Force Technique to grab the ruler and the storage bag on the young man's waist. He quickly left.
The poisonous bee circled in the air and quickly flew in the direction Wang Lin escaped.
At the same time, three figures quickly rushed out of the forest. The three people were two men and one woman. One of the men had a gloomy expression. He looked at the corpse on the ground and shouted, "Chase!"
At this moment, in a small town in the northern part of Zhao, there were two uninvited guests. One of them had a skinny face and wore a black robe. When he opened his eyes, there was a flash of viciousness in them.
Beside him was a cultivator with the demeanor of a transcendent being. This cultivator was rather old, and there were many wrinkles on his face. However, there was an air of elegance about him, and it was a stark contrast to the old man in black's gloominess.
At this moment, he was standing outside of the town with an ancient mirror in his hand. He was constantly looking at the mirror and his hands were constantly forming seals.
The black-robed old man's voice was filled with killing intent as he coldly asked, "Fellow cultivator Qi Ming, have you figured it out?"
The cultivator frowned and said, "Teng Huayuan, you don't know that person's name or appearance. You only know a sliver of curse power. How am I supposed to find that person?"
The black-robed old man was Teng Huayuan. He stared at the cultivator and said, word for word, "Fellow cultivator Qi Ming, Old Man didn't hesitate to offend Wu Feng Valley to get the qualification token to enter the foreign battleground. If you can help me find that person's relatives, then as long as I, Teng Huayuan, can do it, I won't even frown."
The cultivator pondered a bit, then he sighed and said, "Fine, I'll do my best. However, fellow cultivator Teng, every injustice has its perpetrator and every debt has its debtor. I hope you don't kill too much …"