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第四卷 七星岛 第六百六十二章 客卿长老

The sheer force of the attack made it clear that this was no ordinary confrontation. The Dark Yin Demoness had truly set her heart on killing, and without hesitation, she unleashed a forbidden technique.

Sizzle…

The spirit snake transformed into a dragon, and the dual-headed black snake in the dark mist suddenly grew in size, sprouting horns and claws. It was a formidable sight.

Lin轩 stretched out his hand and lightly tapped his storage bag, releasing a streak of green light that shot out. It was an emerald jade flute, clear and verdant. Lin轩 had not used this beast soul treasure for quite some time now, and he couldn't help but feel a momentary silence as he thought about the shattered Snowfall Sword. He then channeled his power into it.

A green giant python appeared, over ten meters long. With Lin轩's cultivation having reached the Great Success of Demon Infant stage, this treasure was far more powerful than before. The two colossal beasts clashed, and in just a few seconds, the evil dragon was defeated. The Dark Yin Demoness opened her mouth and spat out several drops of crimson blood.

Using such a technique would naturally cause significant damage to her essence energy, but now that it had been destroyed, she suffered even more backlash from the attack.

Seizing the opportunity, Lin轩 attacked again with several green sword lights, forming a line and slicing through the protective barrier. The dragon's fangs added to the pressure, and under the Dark Yin Demoness' despairing gaze, the shield began to crumble.

"Master!" The Cloud Ghost Sect disciples were filled with sorrow and anger but mostly fear. As the sect master, she was undoubtedly their strongest fighter. However, even facing a seemingly ordinary young man, she had no chance of fighting back. An old monster at the婴 stage was indeed beyond what they could match in strength.

With the sect master's death, there was no longer any inclination to fight. They scattered and fled for their lives.

...

The aftermath did not require much elaboration. Lin轩 led the Ning family cultivators in pursuit of the fleeing enemies. Despite his efforts, only about twenty lucky ones managed to escape. Lin轩 felt no regret; contentment was a virtue, and he knew that it would be impossible to completely destroy such a powerful sect with one battle.

However, this defeat would surely cripple their strength for some time, which would benefit the Ning family in many ways. But these were matters for the future, so there was no need to dwell on them now.

The major battle ended, and several Ning family elders had also perished. The survivors looked relieved as Lin轩 ordered, "This matter is concluded. You go elsewhere to aid in the extermination of those invaders."

"Yes!"

All the cultivators bowed respectfully, showing their obedience.

This was power!

Lin轩 felt a ripple of emotion within him. Since his Demon Infant transformation, he had encountered nothing but smooth sailing and respect from others due to his strength. The benefits were evident.

But this feeling did not make him lose sight of his goals; instead, it fueled his desire for even greater power. With the current battle over, he was preparing to focus on cultivating his essence energy for the upcoming婴 stage.

With that thought in mind, Lin轩 transformed into a streak of light and flew towards another intense battlefield.

...

Several hours later, as the sun began its descent, the continuous fighting finally came to an end. Only scattered skirmishes remained.

The aftermath was gruesome, with bodies strewn everywhere. Most were outsiders, and today should have been a disaster for the Ning family, but Lin轩's intervention had completely changed their fate.

Cloud Ghost Sect suffered heavy losses, including the sect master, Dark Yin Demoness. Above the婴 stage cultivators numbered less than a third, while most of the base-level disciples perished.

The张家 also fared poorly, facing a Corpse Spirit with far more brutal methods despite lower cultivation levels.

The outcome was predictable...

The remaining were independent cultivators and small families who had benefited from Cloud Ghost Sect. Seeing the Ning family's decline, they hoped to take advantage but ended up suffering instead.

For these people, there would be no mercy. They should pay for their choices, though there was no need to chase them down too aggressively; most managed to escape.

After the battle, thousands of Ning family disciples emerged and began cleaning up the battlefield, searching for lost treasures. The high-ranking elders all gathered in the White Tiger Hall.

The Corpse Spirit's reputation soared, and his authority over the Ning family disciples was immense. By his side stood a seemingly ordinary young man dressed in a simple green robe, appearing no more than twenty years old. However, everyone's gaze towards him still carried a sense of reverence; he too was an old monster at the婴 stage.

One could not judge by appearance, but this guy seemed far too young.

Of course, such thoughts were merely whispered and never shown on his face.

"Salutations to the Corpse Spirit! If it weren't for your divine might, our Ning family would have faced unimaginable consequences," Ning Wanshan led the cultivators in a bow and kowtow.

"Enough." The Corpse Spirit waved his hand. "Come meet Lin Daoist; he is an old friend of mine who has also contributed greatly."

"Thank you, Senior Lin for your assistance."

Many Ning family disciples had seen Lin轩's power and knew him to be another婴 stage cultivator. They bowed respectfully.

"This crisis was caused by internal strife within the Ning family. You must remember this lesson," said Lin轩.

"Yes, Master Corpse Spirit, we will not make the same mistake again."

"Very well, with this matter concluded, I shall go out for a wander in the clouds." The Corpse Spirit spoke slowly and saw the worry on everyone's faces. He waved his hand again: "Do not worry; there is no need to persuade me. Although I am leaving, Lin Daoist has agreed to become our guest elder."

Lin轩 then flew towards another intense battlefield.

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