Cultivating by picking up attri-Chapter 181 - : Chapter 124: Borrowing the Sword from the Cold Waterfall, The Sword Returns to its Natural State, Shocking the Dragon Capital

Chapter 181: Chapter 124: Borrowing the Sword from the Cold Waterfall, The Sword Returns to its Natural State, Shocking the Dragon Capital

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“Brother Lin, what have you been through over these years? Have you forgotten the oath you made back on Qingyun Immortal Mountain?”

Han Ye’s face was somber as he made a cut at Lin Shihuang, not forgetting to question him in an attempt to disturb his Dao Heart.

Lin Shihuang’s face was expressionless, the Wand of Ten Thousand Bones in his hand releasing ghastly ghost shadows, setting up a huge defensive formation, attempting to trap the opposing party within. In a cold voice, he

said:

“Have you any idea how I survived those three years after joining the sect?!”

“You do not understand!”

With that, wailing ghosts turned into chains that pierced into the ground, surrounding Han Ye in the center.

Han Ye, holding the Candle Flame, swung his sword leisurely. A golden sword qi instantly shattered the formation, and under the golden light, the aura of death scattered in all directions.

“Three years have passed, and I, with my foundations damaged, am still a disciple of the Outer Sect. I watched Da Niu establish his foundation, all the while remaining in the sect. How can I avenge my grievances in this state?!” Lin Shihuang’s voice turned bitter cold, as if he was reminiscing the injustices he endured in the past.

As he closed his huge hand, the residual souls of many cultivators transformed into spiritual bodies from the Wand of the Purgatory of Ten Thousand Bones. Like hunting dogs catching a scent, their eyes turned blood-red and they pounced towards Han Ye.

“Heaven and Earth Brilliance, Shakes the Thunder!”

Han Ye recited an eight-word mantra, performing the pinnacle Thunder Technique from the Three Thousand Thunder Seals.

Instantly, the color of the sky changed. A crack appeared amid the surging demonic cloud, and ten terrifying purple True Thunderbolts fell, converging into a True Dragon brimming with life and covered in thunder.

“Is this why you turned to the demonic path?”

Han Ye held the Divine Thunder, questioning coldly.

Merely because there was no progress in cultivation in three years, he left the sect without a word and joined the Demonic Sect?

Lin Shihuang looking down from high above, replied coldly, “How could someone like you understand!”

He then shouted, “Taixu Heavenly Demon Transformation.”

A towering black dragon demonic shadow emerged, stronger than all previous demonic shadows, and solidified as if it were real.

After leaving the Dragon Sparrow Sect, Lin Shihuang was disheartened. He happened upon a Demon Cultivator on the road, thinking he was certain to die, but then an unexpected accident occurred. The Demon Cultivator died from a backlash of his own True Qi when he touched Lin Shihuang. Lin Shihuang turned the tables and killed him.

With this method, Lin Shihuang threw caution to the wind and went to the

Demon Path territory, seeking death!

After his first kill, he discovered that his blood was jumping with excitement. There was no discomfort; instead, his cultivation progressed quite a bit. So he went forward, killing any demon cultivator in his way.

He entered the heartland of the Seven Evils Sect and encountered the sect master, who subdued him instantly.

Unexpectedly, the master didn’t kill him, instead, he planned to cultivate Lin Shihuang.

He said Lin Shihuang was a natural Slaughter Demon Body. The more he killed, the more blood calamity he accumulated, the stronger his cultivation became.

This erstwhile master opened up his meridian channels.

The Seven Evils Sect leader taught Lin Shihuang many Demon Path Divine

Powers, and his cultivation level soared.

Until he made contact with the Bai Tian Demon Sect and received the rubbings of the Heavenly Demon Nether Dragon Scroll, he pondered over the Taixu Black Jiao Illusion, successfully ascending to the position of a Demon Child. At his feet lay a sea of blood and a mountain of corpses, an endless purgatory.

All competitors, people from the Immortal Gates, people from the Great Zhou Dynasty, and those who opposed him, became his enemies.

“It seems like Slaughter Brilliance Demon Child knows this young man in white?”

“It looks like it, and their relationship seems to be quite deep.

Bai Qiufu and Gu Changqing exchanged glances, seeing the surprise in each other’s eyes.

-Who would’ve thought, to come to the Great Zhou Dynasty and encounter such a calamity.” Bai Qiufu sighed.

She had simply followed the envoy to the Great Zhou Dynasty to offer a tribute, casually visited a few sects, seeking an Immortal Pill of Longevity for her imperial father.

Gu Changqing nodded in agreement, “Lin Shihuang, a demon child of the Demonic Sect, has committed countless evils, slaughtered many cultivators of the righteous sects, and his methods are bloody. This person is seemingly elegant and noble, but in reality, he stops at nothing. Many innocent Zhou Dynasty officials often die by his hand when he’s casting spells, just for the sake of cultivating demonic divine powers. This person is a great enemy of the

Immortal Gates.”

“Give it up, Han Ye, even if you have advanced to the Ninth Rank Golden Core, you are no match for me.”

Lin Shihuang’s Wand of the Purgatory of Ten Thousand Bones was extremely frightening. With a faint flicker, countless ghost shadows were constantly emerging and rushing towards Han Ye. It was an unbreakable death cycle. The many Nascent Soul cultivator’s heads were sparkling and overlaying a crowd of evil forces.

Han Ye squinted his eyes, sensing a danger from the void.

A coarse large hand covered with black hair stretched out from Wand of the Purgatory of Ten Thousand Bones, aiming straight at Han Ye.

Han Ye raised his sword to block, but the Candle Flame in his hand was crushed by the large hand in an instant, turning into fragments.

Left with no choice, he was forced to retreat.

Undeniably, Lin Shihuang’s cultivation was not weak, being the Eighth Rank Golden Core, and the addition of an ancient weapon, he managed to directly destroy his Magic Treasure.

In the end, he still suffered the loss of not having a weapon for direct combat. He started the Spirit Treasure Wind and Thunder Seal. The green seal turned into a mountain as huge as a stamp. It blocked the attack of the large hand.

Above the sturdy city wall of the Imperial City.

When Gu Changqing saw Han Ye’s figure unfolding a defensive posture in the sky, he furrowed his brows and said,

“No, he doesn’t have a weapon, and Lin Shihuang has more than one Magic Treasure. This is too disadvantageous.

Bai Qiufu also noticed the changes in the sky. She looked worried and spoke to Gu Changqing,

“You should lend him your sword; otherwise, we’ll all die here.’

“Of course, lending the sword is no problem, but it’s a snake-shaped sword. Most people aren’t used to it, and it’s just a Spirit Treasure..