These cultivators were all at the mid stage of Core Formation and usually focused on cultivation. Even the three major sects of Nan Dou City and the Fighting Evil Sect had to treat them with respect.
If it wasn't for the appearance of the kill order, these people definitely wouldn't have shown up.
"We have to hurry. If this continues, Nascent Soul cultivators will be attracted here. Don't look at how there are no Nascent Soul cultivators within a million miles of Nan Dou City, but what about outside?
Once a Nascent Soul cultivator comes, we won't have any chance of success. "
An old man with white hair and a youthful face, but he gave off an evil aura, stared at Wang Lin in the distance. His pupils shrank slightly as he spoke.
"This person is at the early stage of Core Formation, but why is he so powerful?
Even Old Demon Shangguan willingly became his disciple. Even if we attack, we won't get anything out of it. "
A thousand skinny old men saw Wang Lin kill an early stage Core Formation cultivator with a point of his finger. They spoke with lingering fear.
"And that flying sword, I've never seen such a strange flying sword. It can teleport!!
This was a divine ability that only Nascent Soul cultivators could master. The quality of this flying sword was definitely not lower than a Nascent Soul level magic treasure. It was even possible that it was a Soul Formation level magic treasure. It had already killed over a hundred cultivators.
"Hmph, did you guys notice the ten people tied to the rope behind that fiend? They are elders of the Fighting Evil Sect. They can kill Core Formation cultivators like they are bugs. If you guys are greedy, that's your problem. I won't get involved. Goodbye!"
One of the cultivators who looked to be in his fifties stared at Wang Lin, who had easily killed several people. His expression was filled with fear. After he finished speaking, he clasped his hands at everyone and hurriedly retreated. He slapped his bag of holding and threw out a shuttle boat. He sat on it and shot into the sky like a meteor.
The rest of the cultivators were silent. Suddenly, one of them said, "The Internal Sea Emissary is coming. The Old Man won't be willing to hand over his hundred years of savings. This is our only chance. If we can kill this person and obtain the Cultivation Pill, I will definitely be able to reach the late Core Formation stage. At that time, I will be able to keep my savings.
"I feel the same way. The Old Man's lifespan is approaching its end. If he can't raise his cultivation within ten years … Therefore, no matter what, we must give it a try!" Standing at the very back, an old man with a face full of wrinkles took a deep breath and slowly said.
After saying that, his body moved, flashing like lightning amidst the wind and thunder, heading straight for where Wang Lin was.
Behind him, the cultivator who spoke just now also took a step forward, transforming into a sword light and following closely behind.
The rest of the cultivators were silent, but their gazes were fixed on the two of them, observing the development of the situation. If the two of them had even the slightest chance of success, they would immediately rush over. Similarly, if the two of them had no hope, they would all decide to decisively give up on being enemies with that person.
Wang Lin pushed away the already dead Core Formation cultivator in front of him and threw the Golden Pill in his hand into his storage bag. Looking at the scattered cultivators around him, he sneered in his heart. He patted the Dragon Tendon on his back and said calmly, "Come out. From today onwards, you can eat to your heart's content."
The devil, who had been trapped inside the Dragon Tendon all this time, saw the countless delicious foods around him, and felt an itch in his heart. However, he didn't dare to come out without Wang Lin's orders. When he heard Wang Lin's words, he let out a shrill cry and appeared from the Dragon Tendon, revealing his true form. In an instant, he pounced on a Foundation Establishment cultivator who was frantically running for his life. The cultivator's body trembled, and after a few twitches, his body quickly withered and turned into a skeleton. A red light leaped out from his head and the devil roared in ecstasy, "This feels great! I can finally eat to my heart's content!
Wang Lin glanced at the devil and then ignored him. Instead, he looked down at Li Muwan. Li Muwan's face was pale as she stared at the devil and bit her lower lip.
She didn't know what it was, but the instant the devil appeared, she felt a sense of trepidation, and fear immediately appeared on her face.
Wang Lin retracted his gaze and coldly glanced at the devil. The devil immediately walked far away. He laughed in his heart. He didn't want to be so close to Wang Lin. The further the better. It would be best if they never saw each other again. At that time, the world would be so big, and it would be so comfortable.
Unfortunately, he also knew that this idea was too extravagant.
The devil muttered in his heart as he chased after the cultivator who was running away.
He revealed a ferocious smile and was about to pounce on the cultivator. Suddenly, a crystal light flashed on the cultivator's chest. The devil stared blankly at the cultivator's corpse for a long time before cursing out loud. He continued to chase after the next cultivator. When he finally caught up, he was about to devour the cultivator, but the crystal light flashed again … After the devil left, Li Muwan's emotions gradually calmed down. She hesitated for a moment before raising her beautiful head and asking softly, "What … What is it?"
Wang Lin's eyes lit up. There were no more cultivators within a hundred miles of him. Everyone who was killed by him was tied up by the dragon tendon and turned into a part of his cloak that floated behind him.
This battle caused Wang Lin's name to spread across a million miles of Nan Dou City. At this moment, there were still no less than a thousand corpses behind him. They were densely packed and could be said to cover the sky.
The word "Punish" on the head was several times thicker than before. In the eyes of all the survivors, this was no longer a huge temptation. It was proof of a strong cultivator.
"That's a devil!"
Wang Lin faintly said as he stared at the two figures that were flying toward him one after the other. He closed his eyes for a moment and then turned around to leave.
"Shang Guanmo, Mu Nan, Mu Bei, have the three of you seen enough?"
A cold and emotionless voice echoed in their minds. Shang Guanmo's body trembled. He quickly focused his mind and flew toward the two cultivators. A huge wave was set off in his heart. Although he already knew that this fiend was very strong, he didn't expect it to be so strong. It was a power that could ignore all spells and cultivation levels.
"The death spell … is really scary … If I don't die this time, I must learn it no matter what. Damn it, if I have this kind of strength, I can do whatever I want in the outer region of the Sea of Devils."
Shang Guanmo took a deep breath. For the first time, he didn't feel depressed about giving up his soul blood. Instead, a complicated feeling appeared in his heart.
No matter where, the strong were respected. This was even more true in the Sea of Devils.
Mu Nan and Mu Bei's current state of mind was the same as Shang Guanmo's. Their hearts were surging with emotions. They thought to themselves that the Fighting Evil Sect had no way of resisting this fiend's strength. If they wanted to keep their lives, they would have to prove their loyalty.
The two of them looked at each other. They clenched their teeth and quickly followed Shang Guanmo.
"Haha, isn't this old man Ouyang? Come, come. We haven't seen each other in a long time. Let's get a little closer!"
Shang Guanmo stared at one of them and laughed. At the same time, he waved his right hand and the black sword on his back flew out. The sword released a sharp sword energy and shot out.
As for the Mu brothers, although they were at the early stage of Core Formation, they were good at teamwork. Although they were at a disadvantage against the other person, they were able to stall him for a bit.
Wang Lin's gaze swept by and landed on the Core Formation cultivators 500 kilometers away. There was a flash of coldness in his eyes.
The surviving cultivators had already escaped far away. They were all terrified and wished they could grow another pair of legs to run away. Wang Lin's figure was like a brand that was engraved in their hearts. It would accompany them for the rest of their lives and would never disappear.
Five hundred kilometers away, there were four mid Core Formation Cultivators. One of them was an old man with white hair and a youthful face, but he was filled with an evil aura. He shook his head and was about to leave when his pupils suddenly constricted.
A man and a woman stood a hundred feet behind him. The man had the word "Punish" above his head, and a bloody aura emanated from him.
The rest of the cultivators noticed something was wrong. They turned around and their expressions changed greatly.
They all took out their treasures and stared at Wang Lin like he was their enemy, but they didn't dare to attack first.
Wang Lin looked at the four of them and coldly said, "Scram!"
Among the four of them, other than the skinny old man from before who had a look of gratitude in his eyes, he put away his transcendent artifact and left quickly. The other three's faces alternated between red and white. One of them retreated a little and snorted softly, "Today's matter …"
Li Muwan secretly sighed and thought, "If you don't hurry up and leave, then what's the point of saying all this nonsense?"
Sure enough, before he finished speaking, Wang Lin frowned and waved his right hand. His Ji Realm Divine Sense spread out and the man's words turned into a scream. His eyes turned red and he held his head with both hands. With a bang, his head turned into a bloody mist and a blood-stained golden core flew into Wang Lin's hand.
The remaining two cultivators turned around and ran without saying a word. Wang Lin's eyes flashed as he stared at the two of them. His Ji Realm Divine Sense suddenly spread out and marked the two of them.
At this moment, a scream came from the cultivator fighting with Shang Guanmo. Then, the cultivator ran away in panic. Before he could get far, the crystal light and the red light from the devil appeared at the same time. The devil roared, "You stole mine again! You can't steal this, it's mine, mine!"
However, it was too late. In a flash of crystal light, a bowl-sized wound appeared on the cultivator's chest.
Half an hour later, the Core Formation cultivator fighting with the Mu brothers was killed by Shang Guanmo's sneak attack. Wang Lin's body moved and the crystal light flew back into his body. The devil reluctantly returned to the dragon tendon.
"Continue to lead the way." Wang Lin's voice was filled with coldness and killing intent.
Wang Lin knew that if he wanted to gain a foothold here, he had to establish his might. The Fighting Evil Sect was the best choice.
The Mu brothers, Mu Nan and Mu Bei, now respected Wang Lin very much. Especially Mu Bei, his eyes were filled with unreserved respect. He immediately flew out and led the way to the Fighting Evil Sect.
Behind Wang Lin, there were countless corpses that emitted waves of death aura. This was more shocking than any words. Along the way, anyone with ill intentions saw the thousands of corpses and their faces turned pale. They quickly moved out of the way, afraid that they would be involved.
(To be continued)