As a result, their speed increased by a lot.
As Wang Lin flew, he adjusted his Ji Realm Divine Sense. After a series of battles, his Ji Realm Divine Sense was slightly damaged. The red lightning fused with his Divine Sense and slowly nourished it.
At noon the next day, the headquarters of the Fighting Evil Sect came into view. Wang Lin's Divine Sense had already recovered. Looking up, he saw a huge mountain peak. The peak of the mountain was shaped like a dragon. At first glance, it looked like a huge dragon was coiling around the peak. Standing on the dragon's head was a person. This person had white hair and a gloomy expression. His eyes were cold as he stared at Wang Lin in the sky.
In the sky above the dragon's head, ten Core Formation cultivators formed a sword formation. When they saw Wang Lin, their eyes revealed a complicated expression. There was fear and dread in their eyes.
In the middle of the formation, ten flying swords intertwined with each other. Sounds of collision could be heard and sparks of electricity could be faintly seen.
The person on the dragon's head waved his hand and the dragon's eyes immediately lit up. Waves of spiritual energy emitted from the dragon's body, especially the dragon's scales. If one looked closely, one could see that there was a cultivator standing on each scale. As a result, the tens of thousands of swords flashed at the same time. From afar, the dragon's entire body shone as if it was alive!
Shang Guanmo looked at it for a while and muttered, "The Fighting Dragon Formation!"
Mu Bei quickly explained, "This is the Fighting Evil Sect's protective formation. Rumor has it that only a Nascent Soul cultivator can break it. However, this rumor is most likely false. In the entire Fighting Evil Sect, very few people believe it. After all, no sect in Nan Dou City has such a powerful formation."
Wang Lin was somewhat proficient in array formations. After looking at it for a while, Li Muwan suddenly said, "This isn't an array formation. It's a miraculous spell that condenses the spirits of all these people into the body of the dragon head. It can temporarily give him a certain level of cultivation."
At that moment, the man with the dragon's head said, "Fellow Daoist with a death warrant, the Old Man, Fighting Evil Sect's Sect Leader Jie Donglai, and all thirteen thousand five hundred and sixty-two people of the Fighting Evil Sect are here. First Elder Qian Kun has provoked you, so he has been killed. Since you've come here today, if you can break the Elder's sword formation, then the Fighting Evil Sect will listen to your commands. But if you fail, then don't blame the Old Man for taking your Cultivation Pill.
Do you dare to fight me? "
His voice was as loud as thunder and spread out in all directions. At the same time, the ten thousand people on the dragon's head let out a roar. The fog in the sky began to ripple and spread out layer by layer.
Tens of thousands of sword lights sparkled as the spirit energy of the disciples at the bottom quickly spread out. Gradually, a visible ring of spirit energy appeared from the bottom to the top. The closer it was to the dragon's head, the bigger the ring of spirit energy became, and the stronger the spirit energy pressure became.
At the same time, the ten Core Formation cultivators in the sky quickly flew toward Wang Lin.
Wang Lin let go of Li Muwan and jumped into the air. His body rose from the peak of the mid stage of Nascent Soul to the late stage of Nascent Soul. In the end, he broke through and reached the Illusion Nascent Soul stage without a Nascent Soul.
The Illusion Nascent Soul Realm would normally only appear in puppets refined by high ranking cultivation countries.
Jie Donglai flew into the air. His eyes were cold as he looked at the Core Formation cultivators and shouted, "Useless trash, scram for the Old Man!"
The ten Core Formation cultivators all revealed resentful expressions. They quickly backed up and coldly watched.
Jie Donglai's gaze swept the area and landed on Wang Lin.
He grinned and said, "On the way here, I've heard all the rumors about you. It seems like no one under the Nascent Soul stage is your match, but now the Old Man has the strength of a Nascent Soul cultivator. I want to see how you will defeat me this time!"
Li Muwan's face was pale as she looked at Wang Lin with concern. When she saw a hint of mockery flash across Wang Lin's eyes, she didn't know why, but her heart relaxed.
The Mu brothers, Mu Nan and Mu Bei, were secretly complaining. They originally thought that Wang Lin would win, but now the situation was reversed. Once Wang Lin dies, what awaits them is the Head Teacher Jie Donglai's anger. It has to be said that the Fighting Evil Sect has a cruel system for dealing with traitors.
Shangguan Mo's soul blood was in Wang Lin's hands. If Wang Lin died, he would be buried with him. At this moment, his heart was pounding as he thought about how to break the formation.
Wang Lin sneered in his heart. He jumped and stood 300 feet away from Jie Donglai, coldly staring at him.
"Don't you know the Death Curse Technique?
Let the Old Man experience the power of your Death Curse Technique! "Jie Donglai's body suddenly disappeared and reappeared 300 feet away.
The moment his opponent disappeared, Wang Lin's body floated backwards until he was 500 feet away from the dragon. Jie Donglai teleported again, and Wang Lin retreated again until he was 700 feet away. He coldly stared at Jie Donglai with a thoughtful expression.
Jie Donglai frowned. He stared at Wang Lin and sneered.
"What is the meaning of this?"
The thoughtful look in Wang Lin's eyes deepened. His eyes flashed, and he calmly said, "I'm not fighting anymore."
As he said this, he flew to Li Muwan's side and grabbed her soft waist. He immediately retreated to a mountain peak hundreds of feet away. After he landed, his eyes flashed as he stared at Jie Donglai and laughed coldly.
Jie Donglai's frown deepened. In a low voice, he said, "If that's the case, then this matter …" Before he finished speaking, his body suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he was in front of Wang Lin. He laughed evilly and spat out a beam of white light. The white light transformed into a ferocious tiger that roared and pounced at Wang Lin.
At the same time, he waved his right hand, and a large net of electricity appeared within a radius of 30 feet around Wang Lin. It fiercely contracted towards the center.
Wang Lin's expression was the same as ever, and a cold smile appeared on his face. The moment the tiger pounced, the devil on the dragon tendon leaped out and ate the tiger's fragrance.
At the same time, the crystalline flying sword flashed out, and the net of electricity within 30 feet began to crackle. The flying sword flashed as it attacked several times, and the net immediately shattered.
As for Jie Donglai, an icy flame suddenly appeared in Wang Lin's right hand. It emitted waves of frigid air. The instant the icy flame appeared, Jie Donglai's expression changed. He immediately retreated, but then he saw red lightning flash within Wang Lin's body. His divine sense was immediately shaken.
His divine sense was shaken, causing his body to pause for a moment. As a result, the icy flame silently struck his chest. Blue crystalline light spread out like a spider web, and blood flowed from the corner of Jie Donglai's mouth. He quickly retreated, only stopping when he was 300 feet away from the dragon's head.
He formed a seal with both hands and pointed at his chest several times. He even swallowed a few pills. After letting out a few low roars, the blue spiderweb-like crystal light that covered half of his body slowly retreated back to the center point and was forced out of his chest with a bang.
The icy flame flickered, but its color was much dimmer. It flew back into Wang Lin's hand.
From beginning to end, Wang Lin didn't take the initiative to attack. He simply stood 1,000 feet away and sneered. His eyes flashed with ridicule.
Jie Donglai stopped patting his chest and stared at Wang Lin. After a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "How did you discover it?"
Wang Lin calmly said, "I didn't discover anything. I only know that your aura is different at 300 feet than it is at 500 feet. As for 1,000 feet, you are on the verge of falling from the Nascent Soul stage."
Li Muwan had always been exceptionally intelligent, so she immediately understood. She softly said, "His injuries were also fake, right?
"As for being injured by the icy flame, although they were real, when he returned to the 300 feet range, he was already healed by the dragon's spiritual Qi. He was only putting on an act to lure me over so that I could fight him within the 300 feet range."
This was the first time Wang Lin had said so many words to Li Muwan. However, although he was speaking to her, Wang Lin's gaze was always on Jie Donglai.
When he saw the dragon, he was shocked. If such a technique existed, then wouldn't he be able to look down on everyone? As long as he had enough spiritual energy, it wouldn't be impossible for him to reach the Soul Formation stage.
If that was really the case, then wouldn't the Fighting Evil Sect have already taken over Nan Dou City and become the number one sect within a million miles?
So this technique definitely had a fatal flaw. The time limit was the first thing anyone would think of. Since that was the case, his opponent must have known something. At the very least, he knew where the time limit was. Based on the calculation of time, he could completely make up for this flaw.
If that was the only flaw, then this technique was still extremely powerful. Wang Lin carefully observed, especially after hearing his opponent repeatedly ask him to go up and fight instead of immediately attacking. He did some calculations and found that he was about 900 feet away from his opponent at the time.
Puzzled, Wang Lin rushed out and observed from 300 feet away. Then 500 feet, 700 feet, all the way to the last 1000 feet. Only then did he discover the fatal flaw of this technique.
The further away he was from the dragon's head, the lower his opponent's cultivation level would be.
At this moment, Jie Donglai's expression was uncertain. He had his cultivation level, but he couldn't use it. Although his opponent's predictions were slightly off, they weren't far off. In fact, he didn't even need to be 1000 feet away. If he was more than 900 feet away, his cultivation level would drop greatly. Beyond 1000 feet, his chances of defeating his opponent weren't high.
In fact, if his opponent was a bit more ruthless and didn't fight him, all he had to do was retreat a few more feet. If he chased after him, his cultivation level would immediately drop back to the Core Formation stage.
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