Cultivation: Fortune by Lots-Chapter 455 - 244. Send him to his death, ruin her future! (Two-in-one Chapter)_2

He didn’t even pay attention to Lin Chou, an Eighth Heavenly Layer "big fish" of the Lin Clan, who was locked in place by the Locking Scholar Shackles.

Lei Jun’s target was Lin Che, the current Clan Chief of the Jiangzhou Lin Clan.

To be precise, it was the combination of Lin Che and the Dragon Serpent Pen.

The Dragon Serpent Pen is the Jiangzhou Lin Clan’s Treasure of the Clan.

With the Dragon Serpent Pen in hand, Tang Xiaotang, holding the Celestial Master’s Sword, had for a time failed to defeat him.

Li Hongyu had displayed formidable strength clad in the Celestial Master Robe during the epic battle at Dragon Tiger Mountain years ago. However, at that time, Li Hongyu was just entering the Eighth Heavenly Layer and was still a tad less accomplished in Cultivation Realm than Lin Che.

Although Tang Xiaotang, with the Celestial Master’s Sword, could likely defeat Lin Che, there was a possibility that Lin Che could escape.

Indeed, once he started to distance himself from his ancestral land, Lin Che’s situation had noticeably begun to improve. The destroyed ancestral land had briefly become a cage. However, after escaping it and with the continuous nourishment from the Dragon Serpent Pen’s Spiritual Power, Lin Che gradually stabilized his injuries.

But Tang Xiaotang’s flamboyant and unrestrained attacks still made Lin Che uncomfortable. Entangled with her, he struggled to move and couldn’t increase his speed even if he wanted to retreat.

Fortunately, having completely calmed down, Lin Che moved inconspicuously along the banks of the Grand River, heading upstream. Seizing an opportunity, he executed another move, ’Grand River East Flowing.’

This time, however, instead of advancing, he executed a feint and counterattacked, directly targeting Tang Xiaotang behind him. His Divine Skills seemed to merge with the true Heavenly Chasm, the Grand River itself, becoming one with the mighty waterway.

The river water, rich in Spiritual Energy but chaotic, surged skyward, forming a mountainous torrent. This torrent then collapsed, crashing down like a falling mountain. Lin Che unleashed a counter-move, turning the upstream flow into a downstream deluge, leveraging the overwhelming force of the Grand River to strike back at Tang Xiaotang.

Tang Xiaotang, far from being frightened, was actually delighted and burst into loud laughter. The Golden Light Thunder Dragon transformed into a Golden Flame Giant Tiger, roaring in the middle of the river.

And the purple thunder, at this moment, gathered into a Purple Lightning Dragon, spiraling together with the Golden Flame Giant Tiger. Instead of forming a Yin Yang Taiji Diagram, they merged into an integrated beam of purple and gold light, smashing into the tumultuous waters.

Yang Thunder and Yang Fire—the utmost Yang, the utmost heat, the utmost firmness, the utmost vastness!

The purple-gold beam surged against the current, colliding with the mountain-like torrent.

Time seemed to pause for an instant.

Then, the purple-gold beam twisted and exploded into a shower of light in mid-air.

However, the colossal torrent, before it could fully crash down, was bisected and then shattered, crumbling in mid-air.

Water sprayed everywhere, lightning crackled, and the chaotic Spiritual Energy above the Grand River formed a giant vortex, sweeping in all directions.

Although Lin Che knew Tang Xiaotang was fierce, he had not expected her to confront the torrent head-on without retreating.

It had been a long time since such an intense battle occurred over the surface of the Grand River, not since the clash between Lin Qun, the previous Clan Chief of the Jiangzhou Lin Clan, and Li Qingfeng, the previous Celestial Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain.

He too was struck hard, swaying in mid-air. His face paled further, and even the Dragon Serpent Pen in his hand trembled unceasingly. Fortunately, Tang Xiaotang was also staggered by the force of the torrent, momentarily unable to advance.

Lin Che did not seize the opportunity to counterattack.

The Celestial Master Mansion’s arrangements and tactics today were too bizarre, consistently exceeding his expectations with their ruthlessness and dominance. Lin Che also remained wary, guarding against Xu Yuanzhen, who had yet to appear.

Thus, he did not want to continue the battle. After barely managing to halt Tang Xiaotang’s pursuit, he immediately turned to leave, intending to regroup and plan his next move.

But just then, Lin Che suddenly felt a surge of alertness.

Someone is targeting me! Is it the External Alchemy of the Taoist Sect, or Confucian Divine Archery? The enemy who just killed my son, Lin Lang?

Wenhua Vast Integrity Qi converged around Lin Che. As he wielded the Dragon Serpent Pen, splashing ink, swirling currents of energy intermingled. He himself stood like a mountain, a veritable Kuanglu Spirit Mountain, while the ink from his pen flowed like another Grand River.

Mountains and rivers stood interdependent, embodying an artistic conception of immutable, solid, and powerful intent.

Even if the nation is shattered and the family perishes, the mountains and rivers remain, calmly observing the vicissitudes of the world.

This was the Jiangzhou Lin Clan’s grand Divine Skill: Mountains and Rivers Everlasting!

Normally, this grand Divine Skill required a Great Scholar of the Ninth Heavenly Layer from the Lin Clan to cultivate and execute. For Lin Che, an Eighth Heavenly Layer cultivator, to use this technique, he had to rely on the power of the Dragon Serpent Pen.

The roiling energy and ink seemed to recreate the golden mountain and ink river that had previously enveloped the Lin Clan Ancestral Land, blurring the boundary with the physical world.

In that instant, lightning flashed, and Primordial Magnet Force surged.

A massive, specially-made Fine Gold Sword Pill slammed into the golden mountain and ink river.

However, Lei Jun’s previously invincible Dual Polarity Magnetism Sword Pill failed to breach the opponent’s defense this time. Amidst the roaring thunder and fire, the golden mountain and ink river remained intact.

"Indeed, there is still much room for improvement," Lei Jun himself calmly remarked upon seeing this.

Lin Che, recognizing the origin of the attack, looked towards Lei Jun and was momentarily stunned, "...Lei Jun, Lei Chongyun?! Was it also you at the ancestral land earlier?"

Unfortunately, he had no time for surprise.

Blocked by Lei Jun in this manner, Lin Che faltered. From another direction, the Thunder Dragon and Fire Tiger roared as they closed in. The escape opportunity Lin Che had painstakingly created vanished in an instant.

In the distance, Lei Jun repositioned himself, carrying the gigantic metallic rail. He neither approached rashly nor made any reckless moves.

Although the movement speed of a Confucian Sect Scholarly Swordsman wasn’t as swift as a Martial Tao expert’s, Lin Che, with his Eighth Heavenly Layer cultivation, was faster than most people in the world. His perception was also extremely sharp and constantly alert, meaning Lei Jun would need patience to find another opportunity to lock onto him.

But even if Lei Jun didn’t make a move, his very presence caused Lin Che great apprehension, often hindering his actions.