The people in the valley were very well prepared for this attack. There were three groups. Ouyang Hua's group, Shi San's group, and the rest of the third stage clansmen were in another group.
Half a month later, besides Shi San's group, the other two groups all returned. Although there were casualties, the battle results were very good.
However, the fact that Shi San's group hadn't returned was like a dark cloud that shrouded everyone's hearts.
Only Wang Lin's expression was the same as usual. Another three days passed. Early in the morning, a black fog quickly flew over from the sky outside the valley. If one looked closely, they could see that this black fog was a lion with wings.
Although there were no injuries on this lion's body, it was very weak. Sometimes its body would turn into black fog and sometimes it would reform. It was clearly very weak and on the verge of collapse.
There was a person lying on its back. That person was lying there motionlessly, and his entire body was covered in blood. Apart from that, there was also a red line that was moving back and forth in his body, as if it was a parasite. It was a very strange sight.
The lion's host soul quickly rushed towards the valley. Before it got close, several people appeared from the valley. They opened their soul flags and released their souls to fuse with the lion's host soul. As a result, the spirit of the lion's host soul was immediately shaken.
The moment they saw the lion, almost everyone recognized that it was Shi San's main soul, and the person on its back was Shi San!
After the lion main soul entered the valley, it immediately let out a whimper. Its body turned into specks of black light and looked like it was about to collapse.
Just at this moment, a calm voice echoed throughout the valley.
"Condense the soul!"
With one word, the lion main soul turned into specks of black light and began to condense at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, the specks of black light returned to normal.
The surrounding tribe members all revealed respectful expressions and opened up a path. Wang Lin walked over with his hands behind his back.
After the lion main soul saw Wang Lin, it immediately let out a whimper as if it had been wronged. Wang Lin pointed at the void and the lion main soul let out a cheer. It turned into a ray of black light and flew toward Wang Lin's finger.
Finally, it disappeared from his finger and turned into a black lion mark on his fingertip.
The surrounding people were already used to Wang Lin's absolute control over the soul. They didn't dare to have any fluctuations in their hearts as they respectfully lowered their heads.
Wang Lin walked over and stopped where Shi San was. He looked down and revealed a gloomy expression.
He saw a red line moving like a dragon on Shi San's body. Shi San's face was pale without any color, and his aura was gone.
Wang Lin squatted down and pointed at Thirteen's chest. With this, a sharp cry came from Thirteen's body. At the same time, a red line shot out from where Wang Lin pointed and charged toward Wang Lin like lightning.
There was a flash of coldness in Wang Lin's eyes and an invisible force came from his body. The red line was bounced back as if it had hit an iron plate.
At this moment, Wang Lin waved his hand and grabbed the red line. With a quick pull, the red line was pulled out from Shi San's body by Wang Lin.
This red line was about 10 feet long, and after it was pulled out, it began to twist like a snake. The other end of the line quickly charged at Wang Lin, but it was blocked once more.
The coldness in Wang Lin's eyes became even stronger. He squeezed and the celestial spiritual energy in his body surged like crazy toward the red line. There was a series of crackling sounds, and after three breaths of time, the red line turned to dust and dissipated.
After losing the red line, Shi San's face gradually turned red. Although he still hadn't awakened, his life was no longer in danger. However, Wang Lin's expression became even more gloomy.
He could tell at a glance that this Shi San was crippled!
This person cultivated the Soul Refining Art and had reached the standard of a three-star demonic force. At this moment, all of it was gone. If that was all, it wouldn't be a big deal. All of his meridians had been forcibly shattered by someone. In addition, all of the soul flags on his body were gone.
The other party was so vicious, but they didn't kill Shi San. Instead, they let the lion take him away. This person clearly had other intentions.
Wang Lin's eyes lit up. His right hand formed a sword with two fingers and pointed at Shi San's forehead. At the same time, the demonic crystal in his body trembled and a demonic force came out. It flowed from Wang Lin's fingers into Shi San's forehead.
Shi San's body trembled and he opened his eyes. He immediately saw Wang Lin and struggled to get up to greet him. However, he found that he couldn't move his body and waves of pain flooded his body.
"Master …" Shi San struggled to speak. He couldn't help but blurt out the name he had been silently calling Wang Lin in his heart.
Wang Lin's eyes lit up, but he didn't say anything.
"On the way back, we encountered a large tribe. We took a detour, but we were still attacked by them. One of them was an old man in white. He took my soul flag and planted a monster in my body. He told me to pass on a message. If you want your soul flag back, you can go find him."
Wang Lin nodded and raised two fingers on his right hand. After he raised two fingers, Shi San's body trembled and he fainted again.
"Take him to rest!"
After saying that, Wang Lin took a step in the air. His body immediately turned into green smoke and disappeared.
The surrounding tribe members immediately obeyed and carried Shi San back to his house. Someone else took care of him.
Wang Lin left the valley. His body moved like lightning and he sped away. His face was gloomy and his eyes flashed with coldness.
Shi San brought people to the tribe to attack. Even if they failed, Wang Lin wouldn't help. In this world, life and death were all about life and death. Wang Lin cultivated the path of reincarnation, so he could see things clearly.
However, things were not like that. Shi San was on his way back with the captives. He passed by another tribe and was attacked by them. Not only did they not kill Shi San, they even planted a monster in his body. If that was all, it wouldn't be a big deal. At most, they would just teach him a lesson. However, they took the soul flag and left a message saying that if Shi San wanted his soul flag back, he could go find him.
As a result, the meaning of this completely changed. This was a provocation, or in other words, a declaration of war!
Shi San was a living declaration of war!
Since the other party had issued a declaration of war, Wang Lin wanted to see what kind of person was in the tribe that attacked Shi San to challenge him!
Wang Lin was very cunning. He had already decided that if the other party's cultivation level was higher than his, then he would just ignore this matter and find a way to cure Shi San. Then he could just avoid this tribe.
However, although this possibility was there, it wasn't high. Wang Lin was able to see through Shi San that the person who cast the spell was at most equivalent to a Soul Formation cultivator!
Thinking about this, he let out a cold snort and moved even faster. He moved like a meteor across the sky.
The Heavenly Water Tribe was located in the northwest part of the Demon Spirit Land. It was on a plain, and it was not a good place to live. However, there was an ancient formation here.
This formation was very strong, and when it was spread out, it would protect everything within five kilometers. Even if the night of the demon spirit arrived, as long as one was inside the formation, they would be absolutely safe.
In the Demon Spirit Land, the key to a tribe's survival was whether or not they could find a protective formation. In the Demon Spirit Land, these kinds of formations were very common, but there weren't many that could cover a range of five kilometers.
The larger the area it covered, the stronger the formation was. At the same time, most importantly, it meant that the tribe that lived there would have more room for development.
For example, the valley was only so large. Once the number of people living here exceeded a certain amount, it would be impossible to absorb more people.
The formation on the plain covered a range of five kilometers, so it was only natural that more people would live here.
At this moment, there were two old men sitting in a very simple house in the Heavenly Water Tribe.
One of them was dressed in grey, while the other was dressed in white. The two of them sat opposite each other, and between them was a purple tea set.
The old man in white picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said,
"Among the things that the outsiders brought here, only this tea suits the Old Man the best."
The grey-robed old man also picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, "When are you going back?"
The old man in white pondered a bit and said, "Tomorrow. I can't leave Ancient Demon City for too long. I've already stayed here for a month, so if I don't go back soon, it will be hard to explain to the general of the left wing."
The grey-robed old man nodded and said, "You injured their disciple and took that strange little flag. If they come looking for you, what should we do?"
The old man in white's eyes lit up and he said, "So what? I'll just use the formation to kill them!"
The grey-robed old man frowned and said, "That group of people is not simple. Almost all of them have at least one star of demonic force. Furthermore, all of them have mastered Cultivation Methods and Divine Abilities. Especially the leader, those flags in his hand can summon demonic spirits to attack. They didn't provoke us, but you took a liking to their flags. Not only did you kill them and steal their treasures, you even forced the leader to leave and indirectly sent a letter of challenge. You want to lure out the person behind them. What you did is a bit too much!"
The old man in white laughed and said, "I'm a deacon under the general of the left wing. How is killing a few savages too much? I'm also sure that the person behind them isn't too strong. Otherwise, if he really had the ability, why would he stay in this savage tribe? He would have already gone to Ancient Demon City to find a position.
"I lured him here to get the method to use the little flag from him. If he comes, then it's fine. If he doesn't come, then tomorrow morning, I'll follow the traces I left on that youth and go to his tribe to snatch it back!"
The grey-robed old man asked, "Could the chant in that youth's head be fake?"
The old man in white's eyes lit up and he gloomily said, "It's not fake, but it's not complete. There should be more!"
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