Chapter 100

The Formation flickered, and a person walked out!

Teng Huayuan was about to teleport when he suddenly paused, staring at the figure. His anger flared instantly. This person was not Wang Lin at all, but a Foundation Establishment Early Stage Disciple from Wufeng Valley.

Teng Huayuan's expression was incomparably grim. With his right hand, he crushed more than ten Souls in succession on the black small flag before stopping, falling silent.

As soon as that Disciple appeared, he quickly ran to Teng Huayuan and the black-faced old man, knelt on the ground with a thud, and said with a voice full of fear: "Grand Ancestor, they are all dead. Senior Brother Wang Peng is also dead. I was far away, so I escaped this calamity…"

The black-faced old man stared at the Disciple, then suddenly slapped his head, stating gravely, "Since they are all dead, you shouldn't be the only one alive." After he finished speaking, the Disciple's head shattered like a smashed watermelon.

A gentle breeze blew, immediately dispersing the smell of blood. The Cultivators from the smaller Schools outside the valley who witnessed this had strange expressions on their faces. Even the discussions about Wufeng Valley suddenly ceased; no one dared to speak of Wufeng Valley anymore.

The surroundings instantly fell silent. Just then, the Formation lit up again.

This time, more people walked out, one after another. Teng Huayuan glanced at them, realizing they were Xuandao Sect Disciples, but he still focused his gaze.

Suddenly, Teng Huayuan's expression shifted, murderous intent flashing across his face. He moved, disappearing instantly, and reappearing next to the Xuandao Sect Disciples. He snarled with a sinister laugh, "You've finally come out!" As he spoke, he reached out with a large hand, grabbing towards the head of a young man who had just emerged from the Formation.

A cold light flashed in the young man's eyes. The moment Teng Huayuan grabbed, his body instantly vanished, reappearing in mid-air. Immediately after, several exclamations suddenly rang out from the surroundings.

"It's him, he killed Senior Brother!"

"He stole our tokens, Grand Ancestor, it's him!"

"I also saw him kill everyone in Wufeng Valley."

The Disciples from various Schools who came out of the valley immediately became agitated, shouting one after another. Inside the valley, they feared Wang Lin and had endured humiliation for three months, but now with their elders by their side, their courage suddenly swelled.

Teng Huayuan was surprised that the opponent could teleport. He was momentarily stunned and the opponent dodged him, but then, with a sinister expression, he shouted wildly, "Wang Lin, let's see where you can run!"

Just then, a scream came from the Hehuan Sect.

"All the tokens in the valley are in his hands! He has at least five of them!"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the State of Zhao Cultivators outside the valley erupted into a clamor, their gazes all fixed on the young man in mid-air. Even Lin Yi showed interest, looking closely a few times before revealing a look of surprise, then chuckling and shaking his head without speaking.

"Fellow Daoists, this person killed my great-grandson. I have an irreconcilable enmity with him. Today, I will kill him. I want none of his possessions, but if anyone obstructs me, do not blame me for turning hostile," Teng Huayuan roared.

Lin Yi suddenly laughed at this moment, "Good. Cultivators of the State of Zhao, do not interfere. I want to see if you, Teng Huayuan, dare to kill him."

As soon as Lin Yi spoke, everyone was startled. Although it was inconvenient to discuss, they all had some conjectures about the meaning of his words in their hearts.

Teng Huayuan dared not act arrogantly in front of Lin Yi, but he frowned, somewhat unable to comprehend the meaning of the other party's words.

Piao Nanzi's eyes flashed as he looked at the young man in the sky with a strange expression. The more he looked, the more familiar he seemed, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure out who the other party was. However, he was also completely bewildered by Lin Yi's words, wondering how Teng Huayuan wouldn't dare to make a move when this young man only had Foundation Establishment Stage cultivation.

Not only him, but almost all the Nascent Soul Stage masters were confused in their hearts.

Just then, the young man in mid-air had a stern gaze, completely unfazed by the attention of countless surrounding Cultivators. He slightly raised his head, and a powerful aura immediately descended from the sky. This aura was extremely formidable, like heavenly might descending. Looking at the young man again, his hair and clothes moved without wind, and strands of spiritual energy emanated from his body.

The surrounding Cultivators, especially the Nascent Soul Stage masters from the righteous and demonic Schools, immediately showed looks of surprise and doubt. Even Teng Huayuan, who had been preparing to teleport over, immediately stopped.

In their eyes, this young man's cultivation was rapidly ascending, something they had never witnessed in their entire lives.

The young man's cultivation quickly rose from Foundation Establishment Elementary to Middle Stage, then to Late Stage, immediately breaking through Foundation Establishment and entering the Core Formation Realm, climbing all the way: Core Formation Early Stage, Core Formation Middle Stage, Core Formation Late Stage… This was not the end. Upon reaching Core Formation Late Stage, an invisible ripple spread out with the young man as its center, and then a one-foot-tall Nascent Soul abruptly emerged from the young man's head, only to immediately retract after showing itself.

The surroundings were terrifyingly silent. Everyone stared dumbfounded at the scene before them. They couldn't imagine that someone could, right before their eyes, have their cultivation ascend all the way from Foundation Establishment Early Stage to Nascent Soul Stage.

This was not the end. The young man raised his hands, standing perfectly straight, and his cultivation continued to climb from Nascent Soul Early Stage, finally breaking through Early Stage and reaching Middle Stage. Only then did it stop.

At this moment, the young man had an evil aura about him, his hair swaying strangely. He pointed at Teng Huayuan with his right hand and spoke, word by word: "Do you dare to fight me?"

At this moment, the pressure emanating from the young man, in everyone's eyes, was that of a peerless master, ten out of ten. Even the Nascent Soul Stage masters were all stunned on the spot, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Lin Yi stroked the fat on his chin, looking at the young man in mid-air with a half-smile, thinking to himself, "Whose little fellow is this, coming to my territory to play? Possessing the Thousand Illusion Transformation from the fifth-grade Cultivation Country, Illusion City, his background must be considerable. Such Thousand Illusion Magic Treasures are rare even in Illusion City. I remember they are divided into three levels, from Nascent Soul Stage to Nascent Soul Transformation Stage. The higher the level, the more noble the person's status."

Teng Huayuan's face was quite unpleasant. He stared at the young man in mid-air, suddenly understanding the meaning of Lin Yi's words just now. He moved, instantly appearing ten zhang away from him, and said sinisterly, "Wang Lin, I don't believe you truly possess Nascent Soul Stage cultivation. Otherwise, how could you have entered Jueming Valley? You must know that due to the restrictions of Jueming Valley's Formation, anyone below the Soul Transformation Stage simply cannot enter!"