Wang Lin walked out of the cave and coldly looked around. He saw over a hundred people surrounding a young man in the middle. A middle aged man walked out from the crowd and clasped his hands, "Junior brother Li Shan, your Xuan Dao Sect only needs one token. Why do you need so many?
Why don't you hand them over and we won't make it hard for you? "
Among the disciples of Wu Feng Valley, a young man coldly snorted and said, "Li Shan, hand over the tokens or you're dead."
The person they surrounded was Li Shan, who had met Wang Lin at the Heng Yue Sect. He was representing the Xuan Dao Sect and he was the only Qi Condensation cultivator in the group. Luckily, the Jue Ming Valley only had an upper limit for cultivation, so even Qi Condensation cultivators could enter. However, most sects wouldn't send a Qi Condensation cultivator here.
The reason why Li Shan was able to follow them was because other than making some fake magic pills, he also had a very good stealing skill.
With this skill, Punnan Zi made an exception and let him in. He also gave him a treasure that would prevent him from being detected. However, if this treasure was used too many times, it would slowly lose its effect.
This Li Shan did have some skills. Under the cover of his fellow disciples, he had taken advantage of the battles to obtain quite a few items. Among them, he had obtained three qualification badges.
Adding on the Xuan Dao Sect's tokens, they now had four tokens.
A sect that lost a token would naturally go crazy and attack others, hoping to get one back. This was why there were so many battles before.
However, this Li Shan was too greedy. After he entered the Jue Ming Valley, whenever he saw someone, he couldn't help but use the treasure to cover his tracks. After a while, the treasure's effect slowly decreased. Finally, when he stole the fifth token, the treasure completely lost its effect and he was discovered. Luckily, the Xuan Dao Sect saved him in time and he left his name behind. However, this matter was spread and everyone who lost a token immediately knew the reason. They all stopped fighting and rushed to the Jue Ming Valley, where the Xuan Dao Sect was gathered.
After the disciples of the Xuan Dao Sect were trapped, Li Shan saw that the situation wasn't good, so he secretly escaped through the tunnel he had dug. He didn't expect to be discovered the moment he exited the tunnel, so he quickly ran away.
After running a few steps, Li Shan looked back and was so scared that he almost fell to the ground. Behind him, there were actually more than a hundred people chasing after him on their swords. Moreover, each and every one of them was clearly at the Foundation Establishment Stage.
That was why the scene just now happened.
Li Shan knelt on the ground with a thud. Without saying a word, he took out three tokens from his storage pouch and placed them on the ground.
The surroundings immediately quieted down. The three Sects that had lost their command medallions immediately sent out several people to pick them up. However, how could the other Sects let them succeed? They all tried to stop them.
Wang Lin's eyes flickered as he stared at the three command medallions on the ground. Then he shot forward with incredible speed. One of the people on the other side tried to block him, but before they could attack with magical items, Wang Lin waved his right hand, using a gravitational magic to grab him and throw him backward.
Just like that, after a few jumps, Wang Lin was almost there.
Just at this moment, all the Sects that were fighting noticed Wang Lin. Many of them had seen Wang Lin in the Jue Ming Valley before. They were all shocked and secretly cursed in their hearts. They all stopped and no longer moved forward.
However, there were still some cultivators who had only heard about Wang Lin, but had never seen him before, so they didn't hesitate to charge at him. Wang Lin's eyes lit up and the small green sword suddenly appeared. After pausing for a moment, it began to flash around him. Every time it flashed, a cultivator would be turned into an ice sculpture and die on the spot.
Wang Lin secretly sighed. A few days ago, he had felt that there was something wrong with the flying sword. Ever since his spiritual energy had changed, he couldn't control the flying sword as easily as before. Fortunately, this feeling wasn't too strong. After Wang Lin increased his control, it was negligible.
Under the effect of the Ji Realm, no Foundation Establishment cultivator could stop Wang Lin. Even those who had treasures given to them by their elders were turned into ice by the Ji Realm.
It has to be said that for a Ji Realm cultivator, the best treasure they had was their spiritual energy.
Five steps. Wang Lin took another five steps. With each step, several people died to the flying sword. Gradually, there were fewer and fewer people around. Most of them quickly retreated to the outer ring. They watched from afar and didn't dare to come forward.
Wang Lin easily stood in front of Li Shan. Li Shan was so scared that he didn't even dare to raise his head. Wang Lin's right hand reached out and three tokens flew into his hand. He pondered for a bit and put all three tokens into his bag of holding. Then he looked around and coldly said, "Hand over all of your tokens, or die."
Li Shan was lying on the ground. He felt that the voice was familiar, so he gathered his courage and looked up. Suddenly, his head buzzed and he said, "You … Wang Lin!!"
Wang Lin's gaze swept past Li Shan. Li Shan was so scared that his body trembled. He quickly stopped talking, but a storm was set off in his heart.
He was stunned to find that the difference between him and Wang Lin was like the difference between heaven and earth. In just a few years, Wang Lin's cultivation had reached such a level. He could easily kill Foundation Establishment cultivators one after another. In Li Shan's eyes, Wang Lin's progress was too shocking.
After hearing Wang Lin's words, everyone couldn't help but think about how casually Wang Lin had killed Foundation Establishment cultivators and the rumors about him in Jue Ming Valley. Everyone felt a chill in their hearts. After a long time, a young man in white sighed. He looked deeply at Wang Lin and said, "Fellow cultivator, can you tell me what level of cultivation you have?"
Wang Lin lightly said, "Foundation Establishment."