"You deserve to die!"
Another person in the black mist said eerily. At the same time, a green, withered hand reached out from the mist and slapped toward Wei San.
Wei San's face immediately turned pale. He knelt on the ground and said with a trembling voice, "Disciple … disciple is telling the truth. Aside from the fact that I guessed wrong about his cultivation, disciple …" He was so scared that he couldn't even speak coherently.
His fellow disciples from the Fighting Evil Sect were all expressionless. Some of them even had gloating expressions. Seeing this, Wei San felt a chill in his heart. Just as the withered hand was about to hit him, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and immediately said loudly, "I … I remember now. He asked the staff at the Artifact Refining Pavilion if there were any pill furnaces above the fifth rank!"
In reality, Wei San didn't even hear what Wei San said. He had been forced into a corner and started to speak nonsense. As he spoke, even he started to believe that Wei San really wanted to buy a pill furnace.
The withered hand paused and the eerie voice came again.
"Pill furnace?
Wei San, do you know the consequences of lying to me? "
Wei San clenched his teeth and said, "Disciple can guarantee it with my life."
He smiled bitterly in his heart. If he didn't say this, he would die right now. He might as well take a gamble. If he lost, he could only blame it on his bad luck, but if he won, he would keep his life.
"Who cares if he's telling the truth or not, just go and take a look." The voice of the third elder, who hadn't spoken since the beginning, sounded like a bell.
With that, the three of them no longer hesitated. They immediately flew toward Wang Lin's direction.
The disciples behind them quickly followed. Wei San wiped his cold sweat and cursed in his heart, but he also followed.
The three elders of the Fighting Evil Sect had come to Nan Dou City on behalf of the Fighting Evil Sect. They had come to Nan Dou City to discuss important matters with the sect masters. Now that the matter was settled, the disciples of the three sects received orders not to block the three elders. Therefore, even though there were many people from the Fighting Evil Sect, they were able to quickly chase after them.
As for Wang Lin, every time he flew for a certain distance, someone would come up to check him. After a few times, Wang Lin became impatient. Moreover, he sensed that someone was chasing him, so he didn't stop and rushed forward.
Soon, he arrived at the city gate and rushed out. Not long after, the people of the Fighting Evil Sect caught up with him.
After they left, the disciples of the three sects appeared at the city gate under the lead of a few Core Formation cultivators.
They had just received orders that if the other party was fighting within the city, then they were to drive them out. If the other party left the city on their own, then they would neither stop them nor help them.
After leaving Nan Dou City, Wang Lin's body immediately drilled into the ground and used the earth escape technique to quickly escape.
One of the three Core Formation cultivators in pursuit let out a sound of surprise. He flipped his right hand and an ancient mirror appeared in his palm. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of spiritual energy. When the spiritual energy landed on the ancient mirror, it immediately spread out. The mirror of fortune flashed and turned into a ray of light that quickly flew out from the cultivator's hand. After spinning a few times in the air, a ray of light suddenly shot out from the mirror toward the ground in the distance. The ray of light quickly moved forward.
The three of them sneered and chased after the ray of light.
The disciples of the Fighting Evil Sect were also very excited. The feeling of chasing prey with the sect master gave them a deep sense of excitement.
Wang Lin frowned and snorted in his heart. The divine sense he placed in Wei San's body immediately exploded.
Wei San, who was among the disciples of the Fighting Evil Sect, suddenly let out a miserable groan. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell from the flying sword.
His fellow sect members beside him all turned pale with fright.
Wang Lin didn't slow down and continued to escape. However, he spread out his divine sense and focused it on one of the enemies. With a thought, another Fighting Evil Sect disciple fell to the ground with a miserable howl.
As a result, the disciples of the Fighting Evil Sect couldn't help but stop. They didn't dare to continue.
Only the three Core Formation cultivators didn't care. They stared at the direction the mirror was pointing at and chased after Wei San.
One of the cultivators waved his hand and a huge black seal flew out from his sleeve. It spun a few times in the air before turning into a huge mountain. With a sneer, the cultivator pointed at the mountain and smashed it down.
The instant it smashed down, Wang Lin immediately turned around and dodged it.
The cultivator's smile became even colder and he waved his finger again and again. The huge mountain fiercely smashed down, causing a series of explosions to ring out. A black shadow charged out from the ground and coldly looked at the three people before quickly flying away.
The cultivator who threw the ancient mirror shouted, "Hand over the magic treasures you bought from the Tool Refining Pavilion or die!"
Just as he finished speaking, a blinding light suddenly appeared in front of him. An extremely powerful sword qi fiercely stabbed at him. He was greatly shocked and his body was forced to move a few inches to the left. Soon after, he felt a pain in his chest as if something had stabbed into him and then came out of his back. He coughed out a mouthful of blood.
"What kind of flying sword is this!?"
His face was pale and he revealed a lingering fear. If he hadn't dodged quickly, he would have lost his life here today.
Wang Lin sighed inwardly. He waved his right hand and the crystal flying sword appeared in his hand.
The other two Core Formation cultivators revealed expressions of shock. Without another word, they shot out several defensive magic treasures and stared at Wang Lin.
"Scram!" Wang Lin's gaze was cold as he continued to fly forward.
The three Core Formation cultivators looked at each other and then at the flying sword hovering around Wang Lin. Their eyes revealed a greedy expression. Such a sharp flying sword was extremely rare in this world. Without another word, the three of them continued to chase.
The injured cultivator threw out several defensive treasures as he chased after them, creating an airtight barrier around him. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief. He swallowed several medicinal pills and then applied some of the medicinal pills to his wounds.
After hesitating for a moment, he took out a jade slip, placed it on his forehead, and threw it out. The jade slip flashed a few times and then disappeared.
Wang Lin scanned the area with his divine sense and found that the three were still chasing him. He couldn't help but sneer in his heart. These three definitely had the intention to kill him and steal his treasures. To be chased by three Core Formation cultivators was a common occurrence for Wang Lin. If it was just one of them, he might be able to put up a fight. However, these three, although they were all at the early stage of Core Formation, couldn't be underestimated.
However, once he successfully reached Core Formation, killing these three would be as easy as crushing ants.
Under the pursuit of the three, Wang Lin fled for a day and a night. During this time, his opponents used countless magic treasures. Slowly, Wang Lin's mental strength began to run out. After a sneak attack with the crystal flying sword, his opponents were now on guard, so it wasn't very effective.
Wang Lin's gaze became colder and colder. He stared at the three with his divine sense and his Ji Realm shot out like lightning. The three Core Formation cultivators saw a flash of red light and felt as if their brains had been hit by a huge hammer. Immediately, blood flowed down their noses and mouths. Their bodies swayed a few times and their eyes revealed unprecedented shock and seriousness.
The previously injured Core Formation cultivator spat out another mouthful of blood. His eyes were red and his face was filled with pain. If it wasn't for the person next to him grabbing him, he would have fallen off the flying sword.
"He is definitely not a simple Foundation Establishment cultivator. He should be a cultivator that is only a hair's breadth away from Core Formation!"
He took a deep breath and calmed his divine sense. He said to the two people next to him, "We must kill him.
Otherwise, with this person's abilities, if he successfully reaches Core Formation, the three of us will be dead for sure! "
"I have already notified the Headmaster. He should be sending reinforcements soon."
Wang Lin frowned. His Ji Realm divine sense was affected by his cultivation. Originally, it was ineffective against a Core Formation cultivator. However, with the power of the Underworld Ascension Technique and the fusion of his three cores, it produced a trace of an effect. However, it could only injure and not kill.
This injury seemed heavy, but to a Core Formation cultivator, it only needed a bit of rest to recover.
If it was just one person, he could use his full strength to kill one person with the help of the Devil General. But now, he could only run!
Wang Lin sighed in his heart and quickly flew forward.
Sixteen hours later, the sky gradually darkened. Wang Lin had already used his Ji Realm divine sense several times. Each time, he could only delay the enemy for a short while. As he scanned the area with his divine sense, he suddenly stopped and turned around to look at the enemy that had chased him for two days and one night.
The three of them were also exhausted, but they couldn't stop chasing. Otherwise, if their opponent reached Core Formation, the three of them would die without a grave. Seeing Wang Lin suddenly stop, the three of them were puzzled.
Just then, they saw Wang Lin raise his right hand as if he was holding up the heavens. His eyes flashed coldly, his hair moved with the wind, and his clothes made flapping sounds.
The crystal flying sword under his feet flashed with a cold light.
Very quickly, a blue flame appeared on his right hand. The moment the flame appeared, the surrounding air immediately became cold. This ice flame was Wang Lin's trump card besides his Ji Realm. Since he had already used his Ji Realm, he originally didn't want to use this ice flame again. However, after using it many times in the fourteenth valley, Wang Lin discovered that this ice flame was a consumable item. Every time he used it, it would be consumed. But now that his opponent was closing in, he had no choice but to hesitate.
As soon as the ice flame appeared, the expressions of the three Core Formation Cultivators changed. Before they could do anything, Wang Lin waved his right hand and the fist-sized ice flame slowly floated towards them.
Although it seemed slow, it was actually extremely fast. The wind that blew from the sky turned into an icy wind. It was like a knife that rapidly condensed into a solid object and flew towards the three Core Formation Cultivators.
Without any hesitation, the three of them scattered in all directions. However, the speed of the ice flame suddenly increased. From an inconceivable angle, it slammed into the injured Cultivator's arm. In the blink of an eye, the Cultivator didn't even have time to scream. His entire body was covered in blue flames and he disappeared into thin air.
The ice flame weakened and continued to fly towards the next Cultivator. But at this moment, the sound of wind and thunder could be heard in the distance. Soon, seven or eight streaks of light pierced through the sky.
Wang Lin's expression changed. He reached out with his right hand and the ice flame returned to his body. Without another word, he turned around and ran. This time, he used 120% of his spiritual energy to flee for his life.