Wang Lin continued to meditate and breathe. Occasionally, he would open his eyes and look outside the residence, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
Slowly, a medicinal fragrance wafted out from the Pill Room. Wang Lin took a few deep breaths and calmly opened his storage bag. Then, he organized the things inside.
When he took out the Flood Dragon Tendon, his eyes narrowed. This Flood Dragon Tendon magic treasure was not very useful. Although it could split into countless branches and trap anything at his will, if it encountered a sharp flying sword, it would still be cut in half.
Even some powerful Fire Restriction Magic Spells could burn it to pieces.
Wang Lin touched the dragon tendon, and the cold light in his eyes intensified. He smiled coldly and thought that once he formed his core, he would have a use for this dragon tendon.
The sounds of explosions outside became even louder. It felt like it was happening right in front of him. Wang Lin looked at the Pill Room where Li Muwan was. His heart sank, and he sighed softly.
Li Muwan bit her lips, and blood flowed out from the corner of her lips. Tears welled up in her eyes. The half-finished Distant Heavenly Pill failed the moment it was completed.
As an Alchemist, she had failed many times, but she had never felt so miserable. This time, it could be said that she had to succeed. Unfortunately, the will of the heavens was unpredictable. Sometimes, success or failure could be decided in an instant.
Li Muwan turned to look at Wang Lin, who was meditating outside. Tears finally flowed down her cheeks. At this moment, she looked exceptionally weak. After a while, she gritted her teeth and took out a Bloodsucking Vines from her storage bag. Then, she placed them into the cauldron. Since the first Distant Heavenly Pill failed, she had to quickly use the Bloodsucking Vines to refine another one.
Time slowly passed. The cave started to collapse. Some small rocks fell off, and the fog outside thinned. It looked like it could break at any moment.
Wang Lin's calm expression gradually changed, revealing a trace of anxiety.
Just at this moment, Li Muwan suddenly rushed out of the Pill Room with disheveled hair. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she looked exceptionally fatigued. She tossed a deep red medicinal pill to Wang Lin. Strands of vast Spiritual Energy came from the medicinal pill, calming one's mind.
"This is a Distant Heaven Pill refined from Demonic Blood Vines. Its effect … is slightly inferior."
Without another word, Wang Lin caught the pill between his fingers, glanced at Li Muwan, and threw it into his mouth without hesitation. The pill melted in his mouth, and a fiery heat rose from his abdomen.
Wang Lin slapped his bag of holding and took out some Spiritual Qi liquid. After gulping it down, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to break through to the Core Formation stage.
The cave mansion shook, and the stones fell even faster. Only a sliver of the fog remained outside. Li Muwan stared blankly for a moment, then gritted her teeth and pulled out her flying sword. She stood at the entrance of the cave, protecting Wang Lin. At the same time, she smashed all the falling stones to prevent them from landing on Wang Lin's body.
Qian Kun swung the giant mountain and smashed it down continuously. He looked around and saw that the other cultivators all had excited expressions as they controlled their magic treasures to forcefully attack the formation on the mountain.
Qian Kun's mouth twitched and he sinisterly said, "Big-headed cultivator, I can give you that little girl, but after the formation is broken, we need to play with her first. Are you willing?"
The big-headed cultivator paused and smiled bitterly. He said, "First Elder, since you have spoken, how could I dare to disagree?"
Qian Kun sneered and smashed the giant mountain down again.
He said, "This brat is merely at the False Core Realm, yet he has such abilities to kill a Core Formation cultivator. He is not simple. However, he is dead for sure today."
After he finished speaking, his eyes flickered and he thought to himself, "Especially that blue flame. It is definitely a treasure."
The big-headed cultivator felt depressed. He only took a quick glance at the little girl and immediately felt his heart itch. He originally thought that no one would provoke him to steal her, but he didn't think that the First Elder, who wasn't interested in women, would say something like that. Feeling depressed, the big-headed cultivator's magic treasure became even more ferocious as he vented his anger.
The fog from the formation gradually thinned out. Of the 10 dragons, only one was left, and its size had shrunk to 300 feet.
Qian Kun tossed the giant mountain and it immediately shrunk back into the hand of its original owner, Kun Sang.
After tossing the giant mountain, Qian Kun let out a roar and arrived next to the dragon. He clasped his hands together and a net of lightning appeared around the dragon's head. Qian Kun let out a vicious laugh and shouted, "Break!"
The mist dragon let out a sad cry and its body immediately dissipated. What disappeared with it was the last bit of fog from the Nine Corpse Abandonment Formation.
Although the power of the Nine Corpses and Bones Formation was great, it was forcefully destroyed by the ten Core Formation cultivators. After three days, it was finally destroyed.
If Li Muwan hadn't been refining the pill and had been in charge of the formation, the formation wouldn't have been broken so easily.
After the formation was broken, a cave was revealed in the middle of the mountain. The Fighting Evil Sect's demonic cultivators immediately swarmed in, but the moment they got within 200 feet of the cave, thunder began to fall from the sky. Although the power of the thunder wasn't great, there was a lot of it, so it was quite a spectacular sight.
The hundreds of small foundational formations that Wang Lin laid down began to take effect. However, they were only foundational formations and their power was limited. Under the roars of the Core Formation cultivators, they were broken one by one.
Qian Kun coldly watched and didn't make a move. His target was the Pseudo Core Formation junior. A net of lightning appeared in his hand. Qian Kun had already decided that the moment the junior appeared, he would immediately trap him with the Immortal Trapping Net.
When the last of the hundreds of basic formations was destroyed, the entire cave dwelling was completely defenseless. It was completely exposed to the demonic cultivators.
A beautiful figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the cave. Her clothes were delicate and elegant. Her lips were red, her teeth were white, her hair was green, and her eyebrows made people's hearts beat faster.
Even Qian Kun couldn't help but narrow his eyes. But soon, his gaze passed through the woman and fell into the cave. The cave was completely dark and he couldn't see what was inside.
Li Muwan looked at the Core Formation demonic cultivators. She raised her hand and the Hundred Beast Pill Furnace appeared in her hand.
With a cold voice, she said, "Do you want this?"
Qian Kun glanced at it, and the corner of his mouth revealed a trace of a smile. At this time, the cultivator who was the first to pursue Li Muwan, Kun Sang, immediately stared at the Hundred Beasts Pill Furnace, and said with a wicked smile, "I didn't expect this little bastard to really have an alchemy furnace, moreover, it's the Hundred Beasts Pill Furnace from the Artifact Refining Pavilion that costs one hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones. That's right, this old man and Pu Shu came for this alchemy furnace, little girl, give me this alchemy furnace!" Saying that, he stretched out his hand, and the alchemy furnace immediately flew away from Li Muwan's hand and into his.
Everyone knew the value of this pill furnace, so Kun Sang directly pointed it out.
Kun Sang stood together with Pu Lin, who was chasing after Wang Lin, and said, "Great Elder, this pill furnace belongs to the two of us. In the future, the two of us will definitely reward you generously. How about it?"
Qian Kun swept his gaze over the pill furnace and nodded without saying anything.
At this moment, the big-headed cultivator's eyes emitted a silver evil light. His body flashed and grabbed Li Muwan. He strangely smiled and said, "Little girl, after today, after you serve the Old Man's fellow disciples, you will become the Old Man's cultivation furnace."
Li Muwan's face was pale with a trace of desolation. The moment the other party grabbed her, she planned to break her own heart veins. However, at this moment, the big-headed cultivator suddenly let out a miserable scream.
Blood spurted out from his mouth and nose along with a large amount of blood. His body was ruthlessly thrown away as if he was hit by a powerful force. But before he could fall to the ground, he was grabbed by an invisible force. With a bang, his head turned into a mist of blood, leaving behind a headless corpse. His divine sense shattered and his golden core flew out. It flashed past Li Muwan and fell into the cave.
"From this moment onwards, Wang is the number one cultivator below the Nascent Soul stage. If there are no Nascent Soul cultivators hiding their cultivation, then you can … die!"
An extremely cold voice came from the cave. Then, a slender black figure slowly appeared from the cave and gradually appeared in front of the crowd.
He had a head of black hair, a cold face, and a pair of emotionless eyes. He was like a block of ice that wouldn't melt for tens of thousands of years as he stood between heaven and earth.
It was as if they had met their natural predator. It was like a raging wave that crashed into the hearts of every demonic cultivator. This was a trembling that came from their souls. It was as if the person in front of them had turned into a primordial beast.
Waves of soul fluctuations set off huge waves in everyone's sea of consciousness. There were even signs of their sea of consciousness shattering. It was as if countless bolts of thunder were exploding in their bodies and ears at the same time.
Pu Lin's body was already injured. Earlier, his divine sense was affected by the Ji Realm. Although he suppressed it, he didn't have time to focus and recover. At this moment, his sea of consciousness was filled with monstrous waves. His sea of consciousness was shattered and blood sprayed out of his mouth and nose. He took a few steps back and fell to the ground. His body twitched uncontrollably and with every twitch, a large amount of blood came out of his orifices.
Qian Kun's expression changed greatly. His mind was shaken and the web of lightning in his hand cracked a few times. His face was full of fear and he took a few steps back. Without any hesitation, he turned into a ray of light and flew away. The thought of stealing the ice flame had long since disappeared.
He was afraid. As a mid-stage Core Formation realm cultivator, Qian Kun had never been afraid within the boundaries of Nan Dou City. He had even encountered late-stage Core Formation realm cultivators with higher cultivation levels than him. Every year, there would be messengers from the internal sea who would forcefully take materials from them. Although he couldn't defeat them, he was never afraid.
This was the first and only time since he reached the Core Formation stage that he was afraid.
Therefore, he didn't hesitate to run away.
If this was before, even if he had to run away, he wouldn't choose to be the first one. With his personality, he would definitely wait for others to run away first and then choose a safe direction to run in.
But now, he had a feeling that if he didn't immediately, immediately, and quickly escape, the only result would be death!
As for the other Core Formation cultivators, their expressions instantly changed. After Pu Lin fell to the ground and died without a trace and Grand Elder Qian Kun escaped without any hesitation, all of them immediately used 120% of their spiritual force to scatter in all directions. They quickly fled for their lives, afraid that they would be a bit slower.