"That person is a Cultivator from the Observatory, with decent talent. The Priest is not at ease with him and plans to increase some stakes."

"This thing is his pledge."

Ge Qing said lightly.

Ge Qing did not trust Wo Yi very much.

The message Wo Yi passed on to Ge Qing was to have Ge Qing wait for him at the agreed-upon location, where Wo Yi would personally capture and deliver him.

Ge Qing always felt there was something fishy going on.

’The more you do, the more mistakes you make.’ Given Wo Yi’s cautious nature, it was impossible for him to take such a risk personally.

"People from the Observatory?"

"Interesting, I didn’t expect the Observatory to be so corrupt that even the Cultivator disciples would cooperate with us."

"Great Wei deserves to be destroyed."

"Great Wei has occupied the central plains for so long, it’s time to let go of this fertile land." Jincheng said with a cold smile.

"Shh, quiet."

"It’s just ahead, keep an eye on the surroundings, I’ll make the move," Ge Qing said softly.

Jincheng nodded indifferently.

It’s just a small guy in the Grandmaster Realm, Ge Qing alone is enough to handle it.

...

Rustle~~

The sudden strong wind blew the leaves, making a rustling sound.

Lin Zheyu moved through the mountains and forests, searching for the shadow of the Demon Celestial Palace.

The Spirit Stones and accumulated Spiritual Liquid on him were all used up yesterday when he enhanced with Source Power.

Suddenly, Lin Zheyu’s eyebrows slightly furrowed as an extremely subtle aura abruptly appeared in his perception field.

Although the opponent hid it well, within the perception range, Lin Zheyu was fully aware of every movement within more than two hundred meters around him.

"What speed!"

"Is it another Cultivator?"

A faint sense of crisis suddenly rose in Lin Zheyu’s heart.

His face remained impassive, and his right hand tightly gripped the Purple Thunder Demon Slaying Blade, with True Essence inside him poised to strike.

With the experience of fighting Wo Yi, Lin Zheyu understood one principle: when battling these Cultivators, you must never give them time to summon their Magical Artifacts.

The best course of action is to take them down immediately before they can react.

Whoosh!

In a flash, Ge Qing charged to Lin Zheyu’s rear.

His face was expressionless, as his right hand clenched into a fist aimed at Lin Zheyu’s neck.

Swoosh—

Suddenly, Ge Qing’s face changed dramatically.

A blade light flickering with blood-red electric arcs suddenly appeared in his sight, moving at an inconceivable speed.

"Damn it!"

Ge Qing was both frightened and furious; his thoughts flashed not about Lin Zheyu, but rather that Wo Yi had indeed deceived him.

Slash!

The sharp blade cut across Ge Qing’s neck.

Ge Qing’s head slowly slipped from his neck, his eyes widened, filled with unwillingness.

Even in death, he couldn’t understand why he died at the hands of a Martial Arts Grandmaster.

Though unsure why the opponent suddenly displayed such formidable power, Ge Qing was convinced that the Priest’s judgment was not wrong.

He believed the Demon God knew everything and could do anything.

After Lin Zheyu’s last encounter with that peculiar large tree, a residual aura was left behind.

With this aura, they used the Ink Jade Disc to locate Lin Zheyu’s position and assess his strength.

The information provided by the Demon God and the Priest was absolutely not mistaken.

Ge Qing firmly believed in Lin Zheyu’s strength as a Martial Arts Grandmaster.

The consequence was Ge Qing’s complacency, leading to his careless demise at Lin Zheyu’s hand.

"Hmm?"

"Damn it!"

Jincheng, following closely behind Ge Qing, witnessed this scene and his expression changed dramatically.

Instead of retreating, his figure advanced, and a turquoise Longsword suddenly appeared in his hand, stabbing towards Lin Zheyu’s forehead.

Having taken down one enemy, Lin Zheyu did not relax in the slightest.

The Blood Burning Saber Skill was unleashed, Life Essence burned wildly, and the gray True Essence was tainted by the blood color from burning Life Essence, bursting out with even greater power.

Swoosh!

The Longsword slashed through the void, sweeping down at Jincheng.

Jincheng’s expression remained indifferent.

His wrist twisted, and the turquoise Longsword turned to block.

Clang—

The turquoise Longsword collided with the Purple Thunder Demon Slaying Blade, producing a clear sound.

Immediately, Jincheng’s eyes suddenly widened, his body was blasted away.

The terrifying force numbed his right arm holding the turquoise Longsword, making his bones creak, and the turquoise Longsword was shaken out of his hand.

"What terrifying power!"

"This guy couldn’t possibly be a Martial Arts Grandmaster; could he be an Innate Realm Martial Artist?"

"No, an Innate Realm Martial Artist who hasn’t turned to Cultivation and ascended to Foundation Establishment couldn’t possibly possess such terrifying power."

"This guy must be a Foundation Establishment powerhouse!"

Jincheng was astounded.

He and Ge Qing were bona fide Innate Realm Martial Artists, and even with the added strength of the Demon God, they were no match for a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Moreover, he felt that the man in front of him was no ordinary Foundation Establishment powerhouse.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so easily blown away.

"Escape!"

Jincheng immediately turned and fled.

His left hand quickly slapped his waist storage bag, pulling out a blood-colored Hundred Ghosts Seal.

Without looking back, Jincheng hurled the Hundred Ghosts Seal behind him.

Wail!!

Sob... sob...

Wah wah...

In an instant, sounds of women crying, babies wailing, and malevolent spirits howling filled the forest, like demonic sounds pouring into Lin Zheyu’s ears.

However, it had no effect at all.

This sound couldn’t even break the 42 intents within his consciousness, let alone affect him.

"Ghosts?"

Suddenly, in front of Lin Zheyu, more than a dozen ferocious malevolent ghosts appeared, howling and lunging at him.

His expression remained cold.

In the Qi Blood Realm, he was unafraid of ghosts; now as a Transforming Force Powerhouse, he was even more fearless against these evil spirits.

Swoosh—

A blade light flickering with blood-red electric arcs slashed across, and the dozens of malevolent ghosts let out piercing screams, being directly obliterated in one strike.

Swoosh—

Boom—

Another slash was unleashed, and the blood-colored Hundred Ghosts Seal exploded with a boom, while the ghastly wails of the ghosts vanished instantly.

"So weak."

"These two’s strength is far inferior compared to the previous Cultivators from the Observatory."

Lin Zheyu glanced at Jincheng, who was fleeing into the woods, and thought to himself.

He immediately stopped the operation of the Blood Burning Saber Skill, as the brief encounter had consumed a lot of his Life Essence. Since the opponent’s strength was weaker than expected, there was no need to use such a heavily consuming Secret Technique.

Lin Zheyu’s foot suddenly exerted force, and his figure burst forth.

Jincheng’s strength was nothing compared to Wo Yi’s, his speed was only about twice the speed of sound, allowing Lin Zheyu to catch up with him in the blink of an eye.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh—

A series of slashes were executed, the blade speed so fast that Jincheng couldn’t react.

Without the turquoise Longsword, he couldn’t even counterattack and was forced to passively endure.

Aah!

Jincheng let out a wretched scream, as pain shot through his limbs, and his entire body smashed to the ground.

Blood flowed abundantly, soaking into the soil, staining the surrounding earth red.

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