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231: Nearly invincible“Eighth Layer of Qi Refining... you, you Broke Through to the Eighth Layer of Qi Refining? That’s impossible! How long has it been since we parted? How could you have achieved such a rapid Breakthrough?”

Baili Feng finally recovered from his extreme shock, letting out a hysterical shriek, his voice distorted and warped by intense fear.

He could not accept this fact.

The Yinsha Crystal Stone clearly cannot help one Breakthrough a Realm Bottleneck.

Even if he could use it limitlessly, Lin Jingyu should at most be at the Qi Refining Sixth Layer Perfection. How could he possibly be at the Eighth Layer of Qi Refining?

He bristled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

This development was even harder for him to accept than Lin Jingyu severing his Magical Artifact with two fingers earlier.

The terror in Ouyang Ming’s eyes was gradually replaced by a desperate madness.

He realized that they had encountered a tough opponent today, and even if they begged for mercy, the other party would never let them go.

He gritted his teeth fiercely and roared hoarsely, ”Attack together! He’s only at the Eighth Layer of Qi Refining, how powerful can he truly be!

My Magical Artifact was severely damaged during the fight earlier, which is why he managed to take advantage.

Only by killing all of them can we survive! We can also obtain the resources and treasures needed to Cultivate to the Foundation Establishment Stage!

Otherwise, if Feng Xixi finds out, we will definitely be purged.”

The remaining five or six Cultivators were infected by this desperate atmosphere, and since their greed for treasures had not been completely extinguished, they all mustered their remaining courage upon hearing this.

Activating their Magical Artifacts and casting Spells, various spiritual lights, Devilish Qi, and poisonous fog instantly enveloped Lin Jingyu and the other three, attempting a final, desperate struggle.

”Obstinate fools, courting death!” Lin Jingyu scoffed coldly, no longer showing any mercy.

He himself could not Face so many people alone.

But he was not fighting alone.

He had teammates by his side too!

”Fellow Daoist Lin, I’ll help you!”

Xu Li let out a long cry. Although his Sword Intent had not fully recovered, the pride and sharpness belonging to a Sword Cultivator reappeared.

Yet, seven-tenths of his Sword Intent was already invincible among those of the same Realm.

His figure moved, sword light spilled out like a bolt of silk, his Sword Intent grand and magnificent, like a divine punishment from Heaven and Earth.

Instantly, an Ouyang Family Disciple at the Ninth Layer of Qi Refining, who was attempting to sneak attack Lin Jingyu from the flank, was swept into the sword light.

After the sword light passed, a thin line of blood appeared across the person’s throat. With confusion and fear in his eyes, he fell straight down.

Qin Yue let out a sharp cry, and the Flowing Cloud Silk once again transformed into blue waves, wrapping around another Demonic Cultivator and trapping him securely.

Xu Shousheng, roaring like a humanoid savage bear, charged into the enemy Formation, brandishing his saber. The momentum of his saber was heavy, and no one dared to meet its edge directly.

He was currently in peak condition.

As an Inner Disciple of Qinglan Sect!

How could he be compared to an ordinary Ninth Layer of Qi Refining Cultivator?

Even if three or four Cultivators of the same Realm besieged him, he still appeared to handle them with ease.

As for Lin Jingyu, he was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

He did not use any subtle sword Moves, but simply pushed the immense spiritual power of the Eighth Layer of Qi Refining, the extraordinary control granted by the Spirit Refining Art, and Divine Thought premonition comparable to the Foundation Establishment Stage, to the absolute limit.

Sometimes, he would join his fingers like a sword, pointing out streams of incomparably condensed finger wind that easily pierced through the protective spiritual light of his enemies.

Other times, his palm wind was like a raging tide; a single strike contained an irresistible force, sending his opponents and their Magical Artifacts flying.

Under the compression of his powerful Mental Energy, the power of the spiritual Qi within his body was slightly stronger than that of a Ninth Layer of Qi Refining Cultivator.

Furthermore, his powerful Divine Thought could form invisible impacts, disrupting the opponent’s mind and causing their Spells to lose control.

His figure was elusive, weaving through the crowd. With every strike he made, someone was bound to fall.

He was invincible, and no one could withstand even a single exchange against him.

Seeing the situation turn dire, Baili Feng was terrified out of his wits. He disregarded everything else, turned around, and desperately fled toward the depths of the poisonous miasma outside the valley.

Treasures and Face were nothing compared to his own life.

”Trying to leave now? Too late!”

Lin Jingyu’s gaze turned cold. His formidable Divine Thought, comparable to the Foundation Establishment Stage, instantly condensed into an invisible and intangible but incredibly sharp Mental Spike. It crossed dozens of meters and viciously stabbed into the depths of Baili Feng’s Sea of Consciousness.

”Ah...!”

Baili Feng let out a shrill, inhuman scream. He clutched his head with both hands, and crimson blood simultaneously seeped from his seven orifices.

His body suddenly stiffened in place, as if bound by invisible chains. His Face was filled with extreme pain and terror, as though he were enduring the most cruel torture in the world.

The current Lin Jingyu’s Mental Energy was several times stronger than before.

Under such a mental attack, even a Ninth Layer of Qi Refining Cultivator would suffer severe mental disruption and intense pain.

How could Xu Li let go of such a golden opportunity?

His sword moved with his will, man and sword unified. A supremely condensed Sword Qi, seemingly capable of slicing the Void Realm, arrived later but struck first, like a flash of cold lightning cutting through the chilly aura in the valley.

”Pfft!”

With a soft sound, Baili Feng’s running motion came to an abrupt halt.

A head filled with shock and pain flew high into the air, and blood spurted skyward like a fountain from the neck.

The headless corpse stumbled forward a few steps before collapsing heavily onto the ground, twitching twice, and then falling silent forever.

Baili Feng, dead!

With their leaders falling one after another, especially the terrifying, crushing strength displayed by Lin Jingyu, the psychological defenses of the remaining few Cultivators were completely shattered.

They had been scared out of their wits long ago. They dropped the Magical Artifacts in their hands, knelt down with a thud, kowtowed like pounding garlic, and wailed tearfully for mercy.

”Senior Lin, spare us! Senior Lin, please spare our lives!”

”It was Ouyang Ming and Baili Feng who forced us! We didn’t want to be your enemies!”

”Please, spare our dog lives! We are willing to offer all our treasures and pledge allegiance to you from now on!”

”...”

Ouyang Ming looked at his instantly collapsing faction, at the tragically deceased Baili Feng, and then at Lin Jingyu, who resembled a God of Slaughter descended upon the world.

The last trace of madness in his eyes was extinguished, leaving only boundless bleakness and despair.

He knew he was finished; there was absolutely no chance of escaping from Lin Jingyu’s grasp.

Lin Jingyu’s gaze coldly swept over the few people kneeling and begging for mercy, finally resting on the ashen-faced Ouyang Ming.

He was not a bloodthirsty person, but neither was he a naive pushover. These people had previously betrayed trust, and now they were forgetting righteousness for profit, attempting murder and theft. Their deaths would not be regrettable.

He slowly raised his hand, spiritual Qi condensing at his fingertips.

Ouyang Ming closed his single eye, resigning himself to death.

However, Lin Jingyu’s finger did not point toward Ouyang Ming. Instead, he pointed into the air, and several sharp finger winds shot out.

”Ah!” ”Ugh ah!”

Shrill screams rang out. The few Cultivators instantly collapsed onto the ground, their Faces pale, as if their spines had been pulled out.

Lin Jingyu forcefully squeezed his spiritual Qi into their bodies.

With a single thought, this Qi would detonate, taking their lives.

”You are accessories to the crime, so the death penalty may be avoided. I will bring you before Shopkeeper Feng Xixi to await her judgment.”

Lin Jingyu’s voice was like ice, devoid of any emotion.

He also did not wish to accumulate excessive killing karma.

Keeping these people alive might allow them to play a role in the subsequent fight against the Demonic Cultivators.

Those few Cultivators felt as if they had received a great pardon, yet they were both mournful and terrified, crawling and scrambling to kowtow and apologize.

Lin Jingyu walked up to Ouyang Ming and looked at him coldly.

Ouyang Ming opened his single eye and gave a tragic smile: ”The victor is king, the loser is bandit. Kill me or torture me, do as you please. I only ask for a quick death.”

Lin Jingyu nodded, then suddenly struck, directly crippling most of Ouyang Ming’s cultivation base.

As the principal offender, this person naturally could not be easily spared.

Ouyang Ming let out a muffled groan, collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with dead ashes.

At this moment, his Foundation was crippled, and seven or eight tenths of his cultivation base was gone.

He only had the Qi Refining Fifth Layer remaining.

”Your life is temporarily spared. Wait for Shopkeeper Feng Xixi’s judgment.” Lin Jingyu finished speaking, ignored him, turned to Qin Yue and the others, and said, ”Let’s go.”

After this battle, Lin Jingyu completely established his absolute core position within this small team through his overwhelming strength and swift, decisive methods.

Qin Yue looked at him, her beautiful eyes shining brightly, filled with gratification, admiration, and a hint of complex, indescribable emotion.

Lin Jingyu waved his hand: ”You flatter me; it was merely necessity due to the circumstances. This place is not suitable for prolonged stay. We must hurry to the core area and rendezvous with Shopkeeper Feng and the others.”

He cast his gaze outside the valley, toward the deeper, darker direction of the Secret Realm, and a hint of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

The Demonic Cult’s ”Ten Thousand Souls Altar” is likely the true source of danger.

The Demonic Cultivators have likely set up layer upon layer of Formations.

Now that he has entered the Late Stage Qi Refining, his strength has greatly increased, and with the power of Divine Thought, he now has the confidence to participate, and even turn the tide of the situation!