The Urban Medical Martial Immortal

310: Chapter 306: The Seventh Floor?

(Third Release!)(Subscribe Please!) 310: Chapter 306: The Seventh Floor?

(Third Release!)(Subscribe Please!) Not far away in a mountain stream, the Demon Ru Xiaotian Sword had decapitated Huo Xiaoyu, leaving not even bones behind, only swirling mist of blood.

Lin Tian sheathed his Flying Sword and looked at Liu Yingying, who sat collapsed on the ground, wailing in grief.

For a moment, he was rendered silent.

After a while, he walked over to Liu Yingying, grabbed her hand, and checked her condition to find that it was only grief that had destabilized her Qi and blood.

“I’m sorry, Aunt Liu!

Before, I endured it for your sake, but this time, I cannot forgive her!

She wanted to kill you; I couldn’t hesitate or show mercy—this was her destiny!

If I hesitated again, listened to your pleas, I wouldn’t know how to choose!”

Lin Tian stood up, sighed silently, and spoke with a hint of apology.

“No, Xiao Tian!

Don’t blame yourself; it was her own doing—she brought it upon herself!”

Liu Yingying wept sorrowfully, her voice choked with tears.

Lin Tian silently nodded, then regained his composure.

His icy gaze fell on the remaining elders of the Desolate God Sect and their hundred or so disciples.

The sight of Lin Tian taking action had stunned them into disbelief, their legs turning weak.

Their minds were filled with endless shock and horror, but they had forgotten to flee.

Even if they had wanted to escape, they couldn’t!

The Flying Sword, reaping heads in mid-air, hung like the Grim Reaper, ready to claim their lives at any moment!

As expected.

At that moment, when the people of the Desolate God Sect recovered their senses, someone screamed in horror and turned to flee.

Whoosh~~

Over a hundred people scattered in panic, including the Foundation Establishment elders, who ran even faster.

Even the Sect Master, at the Fake Core Realm, had no power to fight back, tragically pinned to the cliff face; what could they possibly do to resist?

Now all they had left was to flee for their lives!

Unfortunately, no matter how fast they ran, how could they outpace the Flying Sword!

Moreover, being a magical treasure forged from Evil as Xiao Tian Wood, its speed was a hundred times more terrifying than any other treasure of the same level.

It was Lin Tian’s Lifebound Magical Treasure; within the range covered by Lin Tian’s Divine Sense, it could break through the air to reach its target!

Flying Sword, taking the enemy’s head from a thousand miles away!

And in Earth’s dwindling Cultivation World, Foundation Establishment Cultivators hardly ever saw Flying Swords, let alone possessed them—only legendarily the Golden Core Ancestor could barely manage to forge one!

This was why they were shocked to see Lin Tian wielding the Flying Sword!

Swoosh swoosh~~

The Demon Ru Xiaotian Sword created trails of afterimages in the air, like green lightning, saturating the low altitudes of the Desolate God Sect.

Plop plop~~

One head after another, massive and with a torrent of blood, rolled across the ground.

This was a one-sided massacre!

These Foundation Establishment Cultivators and Major Sect Disciples, usually so high and mighty, now were no different from ordinary mortals, utterly powerless!

And for the group of ordinary girls witnessing this scene, it was an unimaginably terrifying visual and psychological shock, sure to be engraved in their memory for life; quite a few had already fainted.

What they were seeing was too frightening compared to their experiences of more than a decade!

But Lin Tian remained composed; the blood, the heads, the corpses, he had seen far too many before!

Any Cultivator stepping onto the path of Cultivation, those who survived, all walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood!

Moreover, Lin Tian felt no mercy for these people before him; if he truly let them go this time, he couldn’t guarantee they wouldn’t attack his family again—it was better to eliminate the threat forever.

Lin Tian killed people easily and calmly!

The remaining people from Creation Palace and Danhua Sect watched in stunned silence, many swallowing hard, their hearts pounding and a chill running from their feet to the top of their skulls.

“So, he has become this strong already—he isn’t yet a Golden Core Cultivator, but he possesses the strength of one!”

Gao Yang Jiajia’s beautiful eyes stared at the retreating cultivators from the Desolate God Sect and followed Lin Tian’s figure as he walked across the square, her eyes sparkling with admiration and her face showing reverence.

Swoosh~~

The Evil Like Xiaotian flew back, signaling the complete downfall of the Desolate God Sect!

Lin Tian put away his flying sword and looked toward the enchanting woman in the red dress standing in front of the Desolate God Sect’s grand hall.

“Who exactly are you?

I don’t care about the life or death of the people from Desolate God Sect, but you’ve ruined my plans, and you must give me an explanation!”

Shocked and angry, Thirteen Moons glared at Lin Tian and shouted.

She only had the cultivation of the Fake Core Realm, knew her strength was no match for Lin Tian’s, and dared not act rashly.

“The cultivation technique of the Desolate God Sect requires a woman to serve as the stove, assisted by the Yin Element, right?

Was it you who provided them?”

Lin Tian coldly stared at the woman, his Divine Sense enveloping the entire hall.

Upon discovering Lin Xiaoqing and several other girls unconscious in a room, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, “I’ll give you a chance, cripple your own cultivation and then get lost!”

“You’re gambling with your life!”

Thirteen Moons interjected in shock and anger, “Do you know who I am?

I come from the Seventh Floor of Buzhou Mountain; are you sure you want to go against us?”

The Seventh Floor!

Upon hearing Thirteen Moons’ words, the alliance law enforcer Wu Dongbin’s expression clearly changed, a hint of fear appearing.

Buzhou Mountain, the Seventh Floor?

It was the first time Lin Tian had heard about this power, but he only hesitated for a moment before continuing, unconcerned, “I don’t care about any Sixth Floor or Seventh Floor; if you don’t do as I say right now, your time of death will be right now!”

Thirteen Moons’s beautiful face changed dramatically, and she suddenly turned and rushed back into the great hall.

Lin Tian’s eyes narrowed, his hand flying sword shot out, piercing through her back.

However, this strike was not fatal; it only severely wounded Thirteen Moons.

When Lin Tian rushed over, he saw Thirteen Moons holding several girls by his side, True Qi swirling around her hand.

Among them was Lin Xiaoqing.

If she made the slightest move, Lin Xiaoqing would perish along with her.

Thirteen Moons wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, pressed on her wound, and coldly sneered, “I know your sister is among them.

If you dare to advance another step or let the flying sword leave your side, I’ll let them die right here!

Now, the only choice you have is to cripple your own cultivation!”

“Fine!”

Lin Tian dropped his flying sword and prepared to strike his Dantian.

Seeing this, Gao Yang Jiajia’s and the others’ faces changed dramatically.

But, a tremendous oppressive force suddenly burst forth, instantly overwhelming Thirteen Moons.

“Chaotic Soul Technique!”

Lin Tian shouted lowly, Evil like Xiaotian Sword burst forth from the ground, violently slashing at Thirteen Moons.

Thirteen Moons instinctively tried to dodge and managed to save her life, but one of her arms was chopped off.

Taking advantage of the moment, Lin Tian rushed over and pulled Lin Xiaoqing and the other girls back with him.

He quickly checked Lin Xiaoqing’s body, and once he confirmed she was only unconscious and not seriously harmed, he finally felt completely relieved.

Among the girls, Lin Tian’s gaze landed on one, and he paused.

One of the girls, about ten years old, looked very familiar—it was the girl in the duckbill cap he had encountered in an antique store on Ancient Face Street, who had ultimately led him to the ancient map of the Taiji Tripod.

Could it be?

Just as Lin Tian was about to realize something, Gao Yang Jiajia had already rushed up and hugged the girl, “Is my junior sister alright?”

“She is your junior sister?”

Although Lin Tian had his suspicions, he could not help but be momentarily stunned.