Chapter 105 Intermediate Level Treasure, Silver Dragon Magic Spear

After a brief exchange of blows, Mo Cheng realized that the junior before him was not merely at the mid-stage of Ascension as he had imagined, and with the aid of an Immortal Treasure, he could even contend with a late-stage Ascension cultivator.

This child possesses extraordinary talent; if he could be refined into a Cauldron… though somewhat unusable, as long as he could enter, he would be able to improve his cultivation.

After all, the cultivation world has always been about the strong preying on the weak. If all else failed, he would refine the junior before him in the manner of a pill furnace, using his cultivation to refine elixirs, which would certainly boost his own cultivation.

A smirk curved Mo Cheng's lips as he sneered, “Boy, you won’t leave this place alive today! Even if I have to destroy the entire Fifth Grade Cultivation Country, I will capture you and refine you to death!”

Mo Cheng lightly stepped forward, the space rippled, and his figure instantly vanished.

Just as Mo Cheng disappeared, Lin Che sensed a withered hand, seemingly floating, pierce out from the void next to him.

Then, it lunged to grasp his throat. This withered hand appeared to have no Immortal Power covering it, but wherever it passed, the space was directly carved with a dark spatial trace.

Lin Che snorted, saying, “Divine Sense, activate!”

The Five-Colored Extreme Realm Divine Sense instantly shot out from between his eyebrows. Almost the moment Mo Cheng disappeared, it surged into the sky, directly colliding with the opponent’s Divine Sense.

Mo Cheng, after all, was an old monster who had lived for countless years, and he immediately perceived the threat of this Divine Sense.

“This is… an Extreme Realm!”

Mo Cheng bit through the tip of his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of crimson blood, and then conjured a “Blood Shield” to try and block the attack of the Five-Colored Extreme Realm Divine Sense.

However, the Five-Colored Extreme Realm Divine Sense was too formidable, and with Lin Che having infused it with the Intention of God of Slaughter and Nirvana, Mo Cheng had almost no ability to resist.

“This is bad.”

With a crisp 'chi' sound.

The Blood Shield shattered instantly, and under the impact of the force, he recoiled backward, spitting out a mouthful of crimson blood, appearing extremely disheveled.

Mo Cheng's body transformed into a streak of light, retreating a thousand meters, clutching his chest, and spitting out another mouthful of old blood.

His aura instantly weakened considerably at this moment.

“It’s actually the Five-Colored Extreme Realm Divine Sense. You are… a powerful cultivator from the Five Elements Star?”

Mo Cheng recognized the Five-Colored Extreme Realm Divine Sense and remembered a cultivator he had once pursued who also possessed the Five-Colored Extreme Realm Divine Sense.

Lin Che did not reply. Taking advantage of the opponent's distraction, he pulled out a completely blood-red bell.

This bell was precisely the Pseudo Immortal Treasure, Nether Shadow Soul Eating Bell, that the system had previously rewarded him. With the previous treasure upgrade, the Nether Shadow Soul Eating Bell had now advanced to the level of an Immortal Treasure.

The moment Lin Che took out the Nether Shadow Soul Eating Bell, Mo Cheng realized something was wrong. Just as he was about to seal his five senses, he saw Lin Che already shaking the bell.

Ding-a-ling-a-ling… The sound emitted by the Nether Shadow Soul Eating Bell swept through Mo Cheng’s consciousness world like an invisible tide.

This sound was not like the clear chime of an ordinary bell but carried a deep, soul-shaking tremor. Each chime was like the mournful wail of a ghost in his ear, disturbing Mo Cheng’s mind.

Mo Cheng felt an intense pain in his head, as if countless sharp steel needles were piercing through it.

He stared with wide, bloodshot eyes, his facial muscles contorted in agony.

Despite his desperate efforts to circulate his Immortal Power, attempting to construct a defensive barrier in his Sea of Consciousness, the bell's sound, like omnipresent ants, easily breached his defenses.

“Ah… stop, stop it!!”

“Stop, quickly stop!”

Under the influence of the Soul Eating Bell's sound, Mo Cheng began to see various illusions. He even saw countless beings he had once killed, baring their fangs and claws, lunging at him, demanding his life.

These illusions intertwined, plunging Mo Cheng into deep fear and confusion. His body trembled uncontrollably, and his Immortal Power became chaotic.

Lin Che shook the Nether Shadow Soul Eating Bell in his hand again, his expression unchanged, and said, “Perish completely in the fear of the Extreme Realm.”

Mo Cheng’s eyes were bloodshot, and he frantically pounded his head. Even though it was already caved in, he showed no sign of stopping.

“What… what kind of Immortal Treasure is this… Lin Che, if you kill me, the Asura Country will not let you off!!”

Lin Che narrowed his eyes and said, “You are a powerful cultivator from the Asura Country?”

Mo Cheng gritted his teeth, the pain in his head making it impossible for him to even breathe. He could only lift his head with difficulty, lightly tapping his brow with his right hand, and conjured his Magical Treasure, on which the three characters for Asura Country were engraved.

Lin Che had heard of the Eight-Level Cultivation Country, Asura Country, but this was Suzaku Star, an unknown distance from the Asura Country. It was laughable to try and threaten him using the Asura Country.

“Die.”

Seeing that Lin Che intended to kill him on the spot, Mo Cheng immediately turned to flee. He placed his hands in front of his chest, touching his index finger and thumb together to form a diamond shape, then whispered, “If you kill me, the powerful cultivators of the Asura Country will not let you off!”

Lin Che paid no heed to Mo Cheng’s threat. He picked up the Kongming Sword in his hand and, like a javelin, forcefully shot it towards the direction Mo Cheng was fleeing.

A cold gleam instantly arrived, then, carrying a sharp sword aura, it pierced directly through Mo Cheng’s back, bringing forth a gush of blood.

Mo Cheng lowered his head unwillingly, gazing at the gushing blood from his chest, his heart filled with even greater shock. He never expected that with his strength, he would actually perish here today!

The vitality in his eyes rapidly dissipated as blood dripped from the sword tip. Finally, amidst the countless horrified gazes around him, Mo Cheng could no longer control his body and collapsed with a thud.

“Congratulations to the host for slaying a late-stage Ascension powerhouse, rewarding the host with a mid-grade Sky Treasure.”

As Mo Cheng was slain on the spot, the system's prompt sounded in Lin Che's ears.

Although he didn’t gain any cultivation, receiving a mid-grade Sky Treasure was absolutely a godsend for Lin Che at the moment.

This Sky Treasure was extremely unique, entirely silver-white.

It was about five feet long, completely silver-white, with two silver-white flood dragons engraved on its shaft. The empty spaces beside the flood dragons were covered with dense, intricate patterns.

What was most astonishing was that the spear tip faintly exuded an unimaginable aura of death—this was the mid-grade Sky Treasure, Silver Dragon Magic Spear!

Lin Che grasped the Silver Dragon Magic Spear before him, and he could clearly feel the immense energy emanating from it, giving him a sense of world-destroying power.

As expected of a Sky Treasure, the difference between it and an Immortal Treasure was truly vast.