Lin Chen didn’t answer, but the confidence in his eyes said it all.

In the blink of an eye, another two days and nights passed.

Behind the two, the "insects" following them grew more numerous.

...

Until this day, Lin Chen, who had been secretly observing, suddenly said softly:

"They’re going to make a move..."

Jiang Liqian was stunned upon hearing this and quickly used her spiritual perception.

Sure enough.

A few days ago, the distance between these people and the two of them was always kept at several hundred miles.

Moreover, to avoid being discovered, they did not gather and kept their distance from each other.

But today, these cultivators began to quickly converge, closing in like a spider web, seemingly trying to surround Lin Chen and Jiang Liqian.

"There are eighty-seven cultivators in total... About half of them are Returning Void Cultivators..."

Jiang Liqian looked grave.

Lin Chen shook his head and said:

"I don’t know, there should be ninety-one in total... but it doesn’t matter, I still think it’s too few people."

"Senior Brother, should we make a move now?"

Jiang Liqian asked softly.

Lin Chen nodded and pointed to the densest group of cultivators.

"Southwest direction, seven hundred miles away... There are twelve cultivators, seven Returning Void Cultivators, five Divinity Transformation Cultivators..."

"Let’s warm up with them first."

With that, Lin Chen’s figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

Jiang Liqian followed closely.

Lin Chen was incredibly fast, covering the seven hundred miles in just a breath.

He appeared among the twelve, who hadn’t even reacted yet.

"When did he get here?"

One of the Returning Void Cultivators reacted first, instinctively raising his protective True Essence.

Lin Chen didn’t waste any words.

The Demon-slaying Blade in his hand flickered several times in the air.

Moments later, nine fell to the ground, leaving only three Divinity Transformation Cultivators looking horrified.

"No, this can’t be... The intelligence is wrong, is the target an Integration Cultivator?"

One of the True Monarchs of Divinity Transformation widened his eyes, full of disbelief.

But Lin Chen only looked at the three, and his divine sense suppression was fully displayed at this moment.

The three True Monarchs of Divinity Transformation were immobilized in place.

Lin Chen flicked his fingers, and True Essence penetrated the foreheads of the three like bullets.

In almost a blink of an eye, the flesh bodies of the twelve were destroyed, leaving only their Primordial Spirits.

Lin Chen pinched a technique, and the high-temperature flames quickly burned the twelve divine souls to ashes.

From the time he struck, to the deaths and absolute destruction of the twelve cultivators, not even ten breaths had passed.

Keep in mind, these were seven Returning Void Cultivators and five True Monarchs of Divinity Transformation.

Yet in Lin Chen’s hands, it seemed no different from slaughtering chickens or dogs.

"Senior Brother Lin..."

Jiang Liqian’s eyes widened, having witnessed Lin Chen kill these twelve cultivators.

She still couldn’t understand how these cultivators were killed so easily.

"Returning Void Cultivators? Weaker than I expected..."

Lin Chen was slightly surprised as well.

He had thought that facing Returning Void Cultivators would at least meet some resistance.

But now it seemed, Returning Void Cultivators couldn’t even withstand a single move from him.

Bone Refining Realm Perfection allowed Lin Chen’s power to nearly exceed its limits.

And in the Celestial Ruins, those Returning Void Cultivators had their cultivation True Essence greatly weakened.

Their protective True Essence couldn’t withstand Lin Chen’s single slash.

"I really overthought it... It seems the only threat is those two Integration Cultivators."

Lin Chen thought to himself.

The Returning Void Cultivators no longer posed any threat to him, and even if Integration Cultivators had a tenth of their strength, they would not be his match.

The only thing that concerned Lin Chen somewhat was the so-called power of Domain.

Integration Cultivators mastering the power of Domain was an unknown to Lin Chen, and he needed to deal with it carefully.

"Directly west, three hundred miles, seven more people..."

Lin Chen’s figure flashed and disappeared from sight.

Jiang Liqian followed immediately but arrived two breaths slower.

In just those two breaths, Jiang Liqian found only seven corpses on the ground when she arrived.

And in the sky, the divine souls were burning with flames.

Lin Chen had taken all the storage magical artifacts from these seven cultivators.

"Senior Brother Lin, the remaining cultivators are rapidly gathering... They seem to be preparing for a full assault."

Jiang Liqian quickly alerted him.

Lin Chen released his spiritual perception like a tide, and sure enough.

This time, there had been ninety-one cultivators in total, with Lin Chen having killed nineteen, leaving seventy-two remaining.

At this moment, those seventy-two cultivators were rapidly converging, rushing toward Lin Chen and Jiang Liqian.

"Heh, just in time... saves me the trouble of finding them one by one."

Lin Chen muttered to himself, then looked at Jiang Liqian beside him and asked softly:

"Junior Sister, do you want to hide? I can handle these people alone."

Jiang Liqian felt a bit unwilling; in the Celestial Ruins, her strength was also suppressed.

When facing Integration Cultivators, Jiang Liqian could only be a burden.

Thinking of this, Jiang Liqian could only nod and say:

"All right, Senior Brother, be careful. Although I’m not as strong as you, I can take care of myself..."

With that, Jiang Liqian disappeared from the spot.

With Lin Chen’s divine sense, he couldn’t even sense where Jiang Liqian was.

The remaining seventy-two cultivators continued to converge rapidly.

But Lin Chen had no intention of leaving, quietly waiting in place.

One against seventy-two, the advantage is mine!

After ten breaths, the seventy-two cultivators successfully gathered.

They were less than a thousand feet away from Lin Chen, rapidly closing in for an assault.

Suddenly, the sky began to change color, and dark clouds started gathering.

Gusts of chilly wind swept through the air.

Lin Chen seemed to hear the wailing of evil ghosts in his ear.

"Hm? Ghost soldiers crossing? A thousand ghosts walking at night? Interesting..."