Wang Lin's expression was calm as he coldly said, "Speak."
The woman clenched her teeth and quickly said, "It is at the gathering point of the Xuan Dao Sect. There should still be people attacking there. We were in a rush to capture Li Shan, so we didn't pay attention.
But I am sure that they have a token. "
Li Shan's expression suddenly changed, but he soon let out a bitter smile because Wang Lin's gaze was on him.
"It is in elder Liu Mei's hands …" Li Shan wanted to lie, but for some reason, when he saw Wang Lin's eyes, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Even when he saw ancestor Punnan Zi, he didn't feel this way.
"Elder Liu Mei?"
Wang Lin pondered for a bit. The image of a charming woman appeared in his mind. Looking at Li Shan, Wang Lin asked, "She reached the Foundation Establishment Stage?"
Li Shan nodded in envy and said, "She was personally helped by ancestor Punnan Zi."
Wang Lin pondered for a while. He couldn't help but think about what happened at Heng Yue Mountain. His parents' kind faces once again appeared in his mind. Wang Lin felt a sharp pain in his heart.
He stretched out his hand and grabbed the woman and Li Shan before leaping into the air. The woman panicked, and a wet spot appeared on her pants. Her face immediately turned red.
"Tell me where the Xuan Dao Sect is." Wang Lin slightly frowned and put the woman a bit further away.
The woman pointed in a direction. Li Shan completely gave up resisting and pointed out the way in more detail. Without a word, Wang Lin quickly flew out. Under the guidance of the two of them, they arrived at the gathering point of the Xuan Dao Sect.
The ground was a mess. It was obvious that there had been a fierce battle here. The moment Wang Lin arrived, he waved his hand and the woman and Li Shan fell to the ground.
"You can leave." Wang Lin looked at the woman, then turned around to look at the gathering point of the Xuan Dao Sect.
The woman slowly and cautiously retreated until she was more than three hundred meters away. Then, she quickly summoned her flying sword and stepped on the sword light, using her fastest speed to escape.
Wang Lin's voice was calm as he slowly said, "Li Shan, summon the people from the Xuan Dao Sect. I only want the token, I don't want to kill anyone."
Sweat appeared on Li Shan's forehead. With a bitter smile, he took out a jade slip from his bag of holding and placed it on his forehead. A moment later, he threw it forward. The jade slip shot out like an arrow and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
After a while, a white halo suddenly appeared on the ground. Gradually, the halo became brighter and brighter, and finally formed a series of huge ring-shaped pillars that soared into the sky.
Inside, there were about ten people sitting cross-legged on the ground, each of them forming hand seals. In the middle of these ten people was a woman who could make anyone's heart beat faster. Her expression was solemn, and her hands were in the shape of a bottle. A horsetail whisk floated above her head. The whisk's silk was like white hair, and the shaft was like black jade. Rings of ripples spread out from it.
Wang Lin's eyes lit up as he scanned the faces of the ten people one by one.
The woman suddenly opened her eyes. When she saw Li Shan, she didn't care at first, but when she saw Wang Lin standing next to Li Shan, she was startled. After taking a closer look, her eyes revealed a strange expression as she stared at Wang Lin. At the same time, she waved her hand and the horsetail whisk landed in her hand. Shortly after, the pillars of light slowly disappeared.
Among the ten people, there was a 30 year old young man. He looked at Wang Lin with a complicated expression. He got up and clasped his hands. "Wang … senior brother, long time no see …"
This person was Liu Mei's brother, Liu Feng. Wang Lin spread out his divine sense and found that Liu Feng had reached the early stage of Foundation Establishment, but his spiritual foundation was not stable. It was clear that Liu Feng had just reached the early stage of Foundation Establishment.
Wang Lin looked at them and sighed. He said, "Xuan Dao Sect … Fine, give me the token and I won't make it difficult for you."
Among the ten people from the Xuan Dao Sect, an old man stood up. His face was gloomy as he stared at Wang Lin and sneered. "Where did this junior come from? His tone is very arrogant. The moment he opens his mouth, he wants the Xuan Dao Sect's token. Liu Feng, do you know him?"
Liu Feng wryly smiled and said, "Senior brother Ma, he … he should be Wang Lin, the former Heng Yue Sect …"
The old man named Ma was startled. He sneered and said, "Even if you have reached the Foundation Establishment stage, you don't have the qualifications to speak so arrogantly in front of us. Scram!" With that, he waved his sleeves and a gust of wind appeared. In the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Wang Lin.
Wang Lin didn't even dodge. When the gust of wind got within 5 feet of Wang Lin, it suddenly turned into ice crystals and fell to the ground.
At the same time, a green light flashed and the old man named Ma's body trembled. A bowl-sized wound appeared on his chest. His body immediately turned into an ice sculpture and he died.
Wang Lin had a strong feeling that after the spiritual energy in his body changed, there was always a killing intent in his heart. There were many times when he almost couldn't control it, so he stopped controlling it.
The green light flashed and the flying sword released a cold aura. It circled around the Xuan Dao Sect with the tip of the sword pointed at the Xuan Dao Sect. If one looked closely, they would notice that while the flying sword was flying, there would be a slight pause, but it was always forcibly suppressed by Wang Lin.
The expressions of the Xuan Dao Sect disciples all changed. Liu Feng was stunned. His heart felt cold and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.
This Wang Lin was too powerful. Could it be that he had been hiding his strength back then?
Now his cultivation level was very strange. Even though senior brother Ma was at the mid stage of Foundation Establishment, he was still killed by Wang Lin's sword.
"What cultivation level has Wang Lin reached …" The more Liu Feng thought about it, the more scared he became.
Liu Mei didn't know why, but she didn't reveal much surprise. She took a deep look at Wang Lin, took out the token from her bag of holding, and threw it at Wang Lin.
From beginning to end, she didn't say a word, but her eyes were always on Wang Lin.
After putting away the token, Wang Lin coldly looked at Liu Mei, turned around, and disappeared without a trace.
After a long time, Liu Mei withdrew her gaze and let out a sigh.
Her peerless beauty seemed to be useless in front of Wang Lin.
After Wang Lin returned to his cave, he took out five tokens. After thinking for a bit, he crushed four of them without any hesitation, leaving only one in his bag of holding. After doing all of this, he used the attraction technique to control the surrounding rocks to seal the cave. After setting up a few warning formations, Wang Lin began to go into closed door training.
He needed to be fully prepared for the battle in two months.