The formation flashed and a person walked out.
Teng Huayuan was about to teleport, but he was suddenly startled. He stared at the figure and became angry. This person wasn't Wang Lin at all, but an early stage Foundation Establishment disciple from Wu Feng Valley.
Teng Huayuan's face was extremely gloomy. His right hand crushed more than 10 souls on the black flag before he stopped and began to ponder.
The moment the disciple appeared, he quickly ran in front of Teng Huayuan and the dark-faced old man. He knelt on the ground and said with a voice filled with fear, "Ancestor, they are all dead. Senior brother Wang Peng is also dead. I was far away, so I was able to escape …"
The dark-faced old man stared at the disciple. He suddenly slapped the disciple's head and said, "Since they are all dead, you shouldn't be living by yourself." With that, the disciple's head was smashed like a watermelon.
A gentle breeze blew past and the smell of blood immediately dispersed. The cultivators from the small sects who witnessed this incident all had strange expressions on their faces. Even the discussions about Wu Feng Valley suddenly stopped. No one dared to talk about Wu Feng Valley anymore.
The surroundings suddenly became silent. Just at that moment, the formation lit up again.
This time, a lot more people came out. Teng Huayuan looked at them and saw that they were all Xuan Dao Sect disciples, but he still stared at them.
Suddenly, Teng Huayuan's expression changed and killing intent appeared on his face. He moved and disappeared. When he reappeared, he was next to a Xuan Dao Sect disciple. He grinned and shouted, "You finally came out!"
With that, his hand reached out toward the head of a young man who had just walked out of the formation.
The young man's eyes became cold. The moment Teng Huayuan's hand reached out, he disappeared and reappeared in midair. Shortly after, cries of shock came from the surrounding disciples.
"It's him! He killed senior brother!"
"He stole our tokens! Ancestor, it's him!"
"I also saw him kill everyone from Wu Feng Valley!"
All the disciples from the various sects who came out of the valley immediately became excited and shouted.
In the valley, they were afraid of Wang Lin and had to endure it for the past three months. But now that their elders were here, they all became courageous.
Teng Huayuan didn't expect Wang Lin to be able to teleport. He was stunned for a moment and allowed Wang Lin to dodge. Then, his face darkened and he shouted, "Wang Lin, I want to see where you can run to!"
Just at that moment, a scream came from the He Huan Sect.
"All of the tokens in the valley are in his hands. He has at least five on him!"
After those words, all of the cultivators from Zhao began to discuss. Their gazes were all focused on the young man in the sky.
Even Lin Yi revealed a look of interest. After a few glances, a look of surprise appeared on his face. Then, he chuckled and shook his head, not saying anything.
Teng Huayuan shouted, "Fellow cultivators, this person killed my great-great-grandson, so I have an irreconcilable hatred with him. Today, I will kill him. I won't take anything from him, but if anyone tries to stop me, then don't blame me for being merciless."
Lin Yi suddenly smiled and said, "Okay, Zhao cultivators, don't interfere. I want to see if you, Teng Huayuan, dare to kill him."
The moment Lin Yi said this, everyone was startled. Although it wasn't convenient for them to discuss, they all had some guesses as to what Lin Yi meant.
Teng Huayuan didn't dare to be arrogant in front of Lin Yi, but he frowned. He didn't understand the meaning behind Lin Yi's words.
Punnan Zi's eyes lit up and he looked at the young man in the sky with a strange expression. The more he looked at the young man, the more familiar he felt. However, after thinking for a while, he couldn't figure out who the young man was. However, he was also confused by Lin Yi's words. He thought that this young man was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, so why wouldn't Teng Huayuan dare to attack?
Not only him, but all of the Nascent Soul cultivators were confused.
Just at this moment, the young man in the sky had a cold expression. He didn't feel any discomfort facing the gazes of the surrounding cultivators. He raised his head and a powerful aura descended from the sky. This aura was extremely powerful, like the might of the heavens descending. Looking at the young man, his hair and clothes moved without any wind and slivers of spiritual energy came out from his body.
All of the surrounding cultivators, especially the Nascent Soul cultivators from the righteous and demonic sects, revealed looks of shock.
Even Teng Huayuan, who originally wanted to teleport over, immediately stopped.
In their eyes, the young man's cultivation base was rapidly rising. This was something that none of them had ever seen before in their lives.
The young man's cultivation level quickly went from the early stage of Foundation Establishment to the mid stage, late stage, and then from the early stage to the Core Formation stage. It continued to climb, early stage Core Formation, mid stage Core Formation, late stage Core Formation...
This wasn't the end. When he reached the late stage of Core Formation, an invisible ripple spread out with the young man as the center. Shortly after, a one-foot-tall Nascent Soul appeared above the young man's head. The moment the Nascent Soul appeared, it immediately shrank back.
The surrounding area was terrifyingly silent. Everyone stared dumbfoundedly at the scene before them. They couldn't imagine someone's cultivation level rising from the early stage of Foundation Establishment all the way to the Nascent Soul stage.
This wasn't the end. The young man raised his hand and his cultivation level rose from the early stage of Nascent Soul all the way to the mid stage of Nascent Soul before stopping.
At this moment, the young man's face was filled with an evil aura. His hair moved strangely as he pointed at Teng Huayuan and said, word for word, "Do you dare to fight me?"
At this moment, the young man's body was emitting an oppressive aura. In everyone's eyes, he was 100% a peerless cultivator. Even the original leveled cultivators were shocked and their eyes were filled with disbelief.
Lin Yi rubbed the fat on his chin. He had a smile that wasn't a smile as he looked at the young man in the sky. He thought, "Which family did this little guy come to play in my territory?
He has the rank 5 cultivation country's Illusion City's Thousand Illusion Transformation. His background must not be small.
Even in Illusion City, this kind of Thousand Illusion Treasure is rare. I remember that it is split into three levels, from Nascent Soul to Soul Transformation. The higher the level, the more noble the person's identity is. "
Teng Huayuan's expression was very ugly. He stared at the young man in the sky and suddenly understood what Lin Yi meant. He suddenly moved 100 feet away and gloomily said, "Wang Lin, I don't believe you really have a Nascent Soul cultivation. Otherwise, how could you enter the Jue Ming Valley?
It has to be said that the Jue Ming Valley's formation is very restrictive. Anyone below the Soul Formation stage can't enter! "