Wang Lin's eyes lit up as he looked at the murderous young man. If he could refine this young man into a devil general, it would be the most powerful devil general he had.
The young man didn't act rashly. He looked at the countless corpses behind Wang Lin and turned around to run. His speed was so fast that he disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Wang Lin let out a smile as he chased after the young man.
Teng Nine ran 500 kilometers in one breath, but the sense of danger behind him didn't disappear. This sense of danger made him feel very scared.
This feeling became even stronger until Teng Nine's eyes lit up. He slapped his bag of holding and a grey bead appeared in his hand. He immediately threw the grey bead behind him.
Wang Lin took out the restriction flag at almost the same time the old man slapped his bag of holding. He shook the flag and 10 restrictions flew out, forming a barrier before him.
At the same time, the pearl landed on the barrier and exploded with a series of rumbling sounds.
Teng Nine didn't reveal any joy on his face. Instead, his expression became even more serious and he moved even faster. Not only did the sense of danger not decrease, it actually increased.
As he was fleeing, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. Without any hesitation, he quickly turned his body sideways, only to see a bolt of red lightning flash past his body.
Teng Nine's eyes were filled with fear. He could feel the aura of death from that bolt of red lightning. He believed that if he hadn't dodged at the critical moment, he would have died if he had been hit by that bolt of red lightning.
However, before he had the time to rejoice, he saw a series of hundreds of red lightning bolts suddenly appear around his body, up and down, left and right, sealing off all his escape routes.
Teng Nine's body froze and he didn't dare to fly anymore. He slowly turned around, looked at Wang Lin, and said, "Senior, I am willing to recognize you as my master and will never betray you. I am willing to give you my soul blood as a guarantee."
Wang Lin stared at Teng Nine and slowly shook his head. He didn't say anything, but his divine sense moved and the red lightning around Teng Nine slowly shrank.
Sweat appeared on Teng Nine's forehead. He immediately took out several magic treasures from his bag of holding and threw them out one by one. However, none of them were able to break through the red lightning. The moment they touched the red lightning, the divine sense he placed on them shattered and the magic treasures fell from the sky.
Every time the Divine Sense on a magic treasure shattered, he would feel a stabbing pain in his head. Gradually, the shock on his face became more and more intense.
"You must die because your surname is Teng!"
Wang Lin's voice was heard unhurriedly. At the same time, a faint murderous aura was emitted from Wang Lin's body.
Teng Nine's body trembled and his eyes became red. He let out a crazed roar and charged toward the red lightning. However, the moment his body collided with the red lightning, he let out a miserable scream. He didn't die, but his body immediately withered.
How could Wang Lin be willing to kill a future devil? He let out a smile. Using a member of the Teng family to refine a devil must be very interesting.
As the red lightning closed in, Teng Nine's mind collapsed. Under the pressure of death, he felt a sense of despair.
This feeling became more and more intense. Just as his soul was about to explode, Wang Lin's eyes lit up. He charged out from the mosquito beast and entered the red lightning without any resistance. His right hand grabbed Teng Nine's throat and fiercely squeezed.
With a "crack" sound, Teng Nine's eyes popped out and revealed a look of despair. He died. The moment he died, Wang Lin's left hand formed a strange seal and pressed down on Teng Nine's head.
"In the name of a foreign soul, I will collect your soul!"
A ray of red light flew out from Teng Nine's head. Just as the red light was about to escape, Wang Lin grabbed it and threw it into a brand new soul flag.
After throwing Teng Nine's body behind him, Wang Lin looked at the soul flag in his hand with satisfaction. It has to be said that Wang Lin once had a dream. He wanted to have an endless army of devils like he had in the foreign battleground. That way, he would be able to gain a foothold in the cultivation world. Even if he met someone with a higher cultivation level than him, he wouldn't be afraid.
However, there were simply too few souls that could be called devils. Under Wang Lin's meticulous search, not counting Teng Nine's soul, he had only found three in 400 years.
Xu Liguo was man-made, so there were many flaws. If it weren't for the fact that Xu Liguo was different from other devils and had gained intelligence, Wang Lin would have already killed him and fed him to other devils.
In the beginning, Wang Lin was quite satisfied with the second devil. This devil was very fierce, but as his cultivation level increased, although this devil was fast, it wasn't very powerful. Most of the time, it wasn't very useful.
The third devil was refined from the soul of a spirit ape. It was powerful, but it wasn't fierce enough.
There was a big difference between these three devils and the wandering souls that Wang Lin envisioned in the foreign battleground. None of them were things that Wang Lin was satisfied with.
However, it was different now. If the soul inside the soul flag was refined into a devil, then whether it was fierce or powerful, it would be a top choice.
Even if it couldn't compare to real wild wandering souls, it wouldn't be too far off.
"If the other core disciples are all like this, then Teng Huayuan, Wang, I really have to thank you for helping me raise so many top devils!"
As Wang Lin muttered to himself, his eyes lit up. Without a word, he charged toward the next core disciple's closed door cultivation location.
Among the other six core disciples, aside from one who was still at the border of Zhao, the other five had all left their closed door cultivation locations. It was clear that they wanted to return to Teng Family City.
If it was before he saw Teng Nine, Wang Lin would have let them enter Teng Family City and start a massacre. However, after seeing the benefits of Teng Nine, how could Wang Lin let these future devils go?
Although the mosquito beast's speed was fast, it couldn't meet Wang Lin's requirements. This time, he took out a bottle of pills and swallowed them. Then his eyes lit up as he jumped off the mosquito beast and charged toward the closest one at full speed.
Teng Eight calmly flew in the air. His eyes were calm and he didn't seem nervous at all. In truth, he didn't want to return to Teng Family City, but the massacre in the past few days had caused the Teng family members to panic.
The most important thing was that the Teng family ancestor didn't care about this matter at all. From beginning to end, he hadn't left Teng Family City at all. As a result, this matter was very strange.
This was the main reason why Teng Eight wanted to return to Teng Family City.
As he flew, he spread out his divine sense to observe his surroundings. If there was any sign of trouble, he would immediately react. In truth, Teng Eight didn't think that the Xiu Tu cultivator who had killed a large number of Teng family members would have the guts to cause trouble for him. After all, the strongest cultivator he had killed was only at the Core Formation stage.
Teng Eight believed that if it was him, he could easily do this. After all, his cultivation level had reached the mid stage of Nascent Soul. With this kind of cultivation level, he could walk around the entire country of Zhao as he pleased.
Although Teng Eight wasn't strong enough, he wasn't afraid of late stage Nascent Soul cultivators. In the entire country of Zhao, there were only two people he feared.
Of these two people, the first one wasn't Teng Huayuan, but Teng One!
Teng Huayuan could only be ranked second.
Teng One was a nightmare in his heart. Just thinking about Teng One made his body feel cold.
Aside from those two, he didn't fear anyone.
He even hoped that the mysterious person would appear before him.
Teng Eight was the fifth person to use the name Teng Eight. In other words, for a very long time, everyone who challenged him failed and was killed by him.
While he was flying, Teng Eight's eyes suddenly narrowed. He looked up at the sky and saw that it was gradually turning dark. Just as he was about to increase his speed, his pupils suddenly shrank. Before him, a white-haired man had silently appeared.
Teng Eight's heart trembled. It has to be said that his divine sense had been spread out, but he hadn't found this person at all. This was enough to prove that this person's divine sense was far stronger than his.
However, just because one's divine sense was powerful didn't mean one's abilities were amazing. Teng Eight slapped his bag of holding without any hesitation and many flying swords flew out. More and more flying swords appeared before him as if his bag of holding was a bottomless pit.
As the flying swords appeared one by one, the white-haired young man didn't do anything. However, his gaze made Teng Eight feel extremely disgusted.
As Wang Lin stared at Teng Eight, his eyes became brighter and brighter. This person's killing intent was even stronger than the previous person's. However, he had learned to hide it, so he didn't reveal it too much.
The corner of his mouth moved and he revealed a satisfied smile as he slowly walked forward. Teng Eight let out a snort and his eyes became cold. His right hand formed a seal and he pointed at Wang Lin. All of the flying swords around him let out sword hums and charged toward Wang Lin.
Wang Lin's eyes revealed a hint of mockery. At the moment the flying swords closed in, his body flickered and his divine sense left his body. It turned into a large, black cloud and pounced on the flying swords. The moment the flying swords touched the black cloud, they immediately lost their light and fell to the ground.
Teng Eight's eyes revealed a look of horror and he was about to retreat, but it was too late. Wang Lin used his soul devourer form and swallowed Teng Eight. In the blink of an eye, the black mist entered Teng Eight's body.
Teng Eight immediately let out a miserable scream. His voice was extremely tragic and would cause anyone who heard it to change their expression. As he screamed, his body involuntarily twitched and black veins appeared on his face. The reason his veins were black was because there was not only blood flowing through them, but also Wang Lin's soul devourer black mist.
It didn't take long, but Teng Eight's painful screams continued. His throat was hoarse and his body was soaked in cold sweat. After a while, his body violently trembled and he slowly fell from the sky.
As he fell, Wang Lin's soul devourer brought Teng Eight's nascent soul and soul out of his body. Teng Eight's nascent soul was devoured and his soul was put into the soul flag. As for his body, it was tied up by the dragon tendon.
All of this didn't take long from when Wang Lin appeared to when it ended. Most of the time, Teng Eight's miserable screams could be heard.
After Wang Lin's soul devourer returned to his body, he didn't stop and flew toward his next target.
Teng Six was not young anymore. It could be said that 200 years ago, he was already a core disciple. However, during a challenge, his position was stolen by someone from his family, but he luckily didn't die. After many years of closed door training, without Teng Huayuan's permission, he went to the secret room that belonged to Teng Six and cruelly killed the person who defeated him to take back the name Teng Six.
After that, although he was severely punished by Teng Huayuan, in the end, the name Teng Six was still in his hands.
Although his cultivation was only at the mid stage of the Nascent Soul stage, the spells he cultivated allowed him to turn his killing intent into an attack. Even Teng Huayuan didn't make it too difficult for him because of this and allowed him to have the name Teng Six.
However, today, the name Teng Six came to an end. From now on, there would be no more Teng Six!
Teng Six licked his lips as he flew through the air. His thoughts were the complete opposite of Teng Eight's. The reason he left the secret room was because he felt a strong sense of crisis.
Ever since he turned all of his killing intent into an attack, Teng Six gained a special ability. This ability had saved his life many times.
Therefore, he believed in this sense of crisis. Without any hesitation, he left the secret room and headed toward Teng Family City.
He didn't think his journey would be uneventful. Although he was only five days away from Teng Family City, the sense of crisis he felt became stronger and stronger.
Wang Lin's divine sense had already locked onto the person before him. This person was also at the mid stage of Nascent Soul. He licked his lips as he flew forward and got closer and closer.
As Teng Six flew, he immediately felt a killing intent coming at him. He secretly cursed. If it wasn't for that sense of danger, he would have dared to fight. However, right now, he clenched his teeth, formed a seal, and pressed his hand on his chest. Two popping sounds came from his feet and they exploded. His body was covered in a blood-red light.
Enduring the intense pain, his speed instantly increased by several times. His whole body turned into a blood-red meteor, instantly disappearing from where he stood.
Wang Lin frowned. This person was very decisive and used a secret technique to burn his soul as a sacrifice to increase his speed by several fold. As a result, Wang Lin couldn't catch up.
Zhao Jiuge stopped and coldly looked in the direction the person escaped. He pondered a bit and took out the restriction flag from his bag of holding. He shot out a ray of light and the restriction flag opened up to cover an area of 500 kilometers.
Shortly after, Wang Lin pointed at his brow and the devil Xu Liguo and the third devil came out. Under Wang Lin's command, they protected him.
Then he took out the bronze mirror. It floated above his head and slowly scanned the area.
After doing all of this, Wang Lin took a deep breath, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes. Suddenly, a thick, black fog came out from his body. This black fog became larger and larger until it almost formed a black cloud.
Suddenly, the black cloud moved and spread out like crazy. This spread out and covered the entire country of Zhao.
This black cloud was Wang Lin's soul. This time, his soul had completely left his body.
Teng Five was a very handsome middle-aged man. It was worth mentioning that he looked a bit similar to Teng Li back in the day. He was followed by two female cultivators. Both of them were very beautiful. The three of them quickly headed toward Teng Family City.
Seeing that they were about to enter within 10,000 kilometers of Teng Family City, Teng Five finally let out a sigh of relief. However, just at this moment, the sky darkened and a layer of black fog quickly closed in.
Under Teng Five's dumbfounded gaze, the black fog suddenly descended at an unimaginable speed and wrapped around Teng Five. In the blink of an eye, it took Teng Five's soul and Nascent Soul out of his body.
An angry roar came from the direction of Teng Family City. At the same time, Teng Huayuan charged over like lightning. He felt Teng Five's aura, but it immediately disappeared. At the same time, a pressure that caused his heart to tremble suddenly appeared.
When Teng Huayuan arrived, the black fog in the sky began to churn violently and gradually condensed into a human face. It was the face of Wang Lin.
He coldly looked at Teng Huayuan and let out a cruel smile before disappearing.
Teng Four's cultivation level wasn't high; he was only at the early stage of Nascent Soul. After all, he had only been a core family member for less than 20 years.
At this moment, he was standing on a flying sword and flying quickly. His heart was filled with grief and indignation. In recent days, many of his family members had died, including his only blood brother.
This was the reason he left his closed door cultivation room. In truth, he didn't want to return to Teng Family City, but to find the killer and get revenge for his brother.
Unfortunately, he was destined to be unable to get revenge because he didn't notice that the black clouds in the sky were getting thicker.
In one day's time, five of the seven core disciples of the Teng family had died. Only two remained. One was at the border and hadn't left the secret room. The other was currently flying.
However, he wasn't alone. There was a man and a woman beside him.
If Wang Lin saw these two, he would definitely recognize one of them because it was Wang Zhuo from back then.
Wang Zhuo's gloomy expression disappeared and he felt a sense of carefreeness. These past few days were the happiest days he had been in the past 400 years because the Teng family was being wiped out.
Although he didn't know who did this, it didn't affect his mood. He even hoped that the killing would continue and it would be best if the entire Teng family was wiped out.
Looking at his wife, Wang Zhuo felt a bit complicated. He originally didn't have any feelings for her. If it wasn't for Teng Huayuan's power, he would have accepted her to protect himself.
However, humans were not plants. After being together for so many years, even though his hatred for the Teng family was still the same, his feelings for this wife of his had always been very complicated.
Today's two chapters, a total of 8000 words.