Chapter 1104 Peak of the Cloud Sea Rainbow

Wild laughter erupted into the sky. Apart from the old man, there was a youth in purple on the back of the Spirit Beast. The youth's laughter echoed through heaven and earth, filled with intense excitement and arrogance.

"From this day forward, this Guiyuan Sect belongs to this Young Sect Master!"

Booming sounds echoed as the massive black Spirit Beast entered the Moruo Continent entirely. The old man standing on its head looked at the youth with doting affection, a smile on his face.

Amidst the youth's laughter, the black Spirit Beast beneath him surged forward, heading straight for the Guiyuan Sect in the eastern part of the Moruo Continent with unimaginable speed.

"The Young Sect Master of the Zidao Sect is here. Guiyuan Sect, why have you not come to pay your respects!" The old, sinister voice slowly spread along with the forward charge of the black Spirit Beast, permeating the Moruo Continent and being clearly heard by the Guiyuan Sect, the only cultivation School on the Moruo Continent.

The old man knew that the Young Sect Master acted with arrogance and tyranny. In the past, he would never have done such a thing, but now, the life and death of the Guiyuan Sect were entirely within his control, so he indulged the Young Sect Master's temperament and accompanied him in being arrogant for once.

The old man waved his right hand forward, and a purple wind instantly transformed into a hurricane, sweeping across the world.

All the falling rain curled backward in that instant. Wherever the hurricane passed, it was as if the rain had no choice but to stop!

Even the roaring thunder and lightning were instantly torn apart the moment they touched the hurricane, transforming into large arcs of scattered electricity. Looking from afar, it resembled a blooming flower!

At this moment, all the Disciple within the Guiyuan Sect woke up from their meditation in alarm. Their faces turned pale as they clearly felt a massive pressure coming from the west, as if it could crush them at any moment.

At the summit of the East Garden mountain range of the Guiyuan Sect, the middle-aged man among the four great Elder wore a bitter expression and silently closed his eyes. But soon, he opened them wide, his body transforming into a long rainbow, heading straight for the west.

"My Master has just passed away, and yet this Zidao Sect is so arrogant. After enduring and enduring, I, Li Xiangdong, will simply be arrogant once. Even if I die, I will die standing tall and upright!"

A sigh came from the northwest peak. The two old men slowly flew out, gritted their teeth, exchanged a glance, and immediately headed west. This was the moment of life and death for the Guiyuan Sect; they could endure no longer!

However, if they did not endure, what could they do? Given the strength of the Zidao Sect, would they dare to kill its Young Sect Master? And that old voice from before—the cultivation contained within it was enough to make the Guiyuan Sect's hearts tremble violently.

"Song Wude… the man my Master defeated back then. But now that my Master has returned to the void, this Song Wude has come in person… Could it be that my Guiyuan Sect is truly facing a calamity, doomed to never recover…"

Inside the red pavilion atop the southern mountain range, Lü Yanfei was dressed in red. Her face was full of sorrow mixed with thick Evil Qi. She rushed out without hesitation, turning into a red streak of light as she headed west.

"Lu Di, I, Lü Yanfei, would rather die than submit to you!!!"

Lü Yanfei bit her lower lip as she sped along. Crystal-clear tears fell from the corners of her eyes, merging into the world, indistinguishable from the rain or tears…

Following the four great Elder of the Guiyuan Sect were their direct Disciple, each flying out with expressions of panic, determination, or anger, speeding toward the west.

Sun Yun was among them. A look of resolve to die appeared in her eyes, but for some reason, as she flew against the wind and rain, two figures emerged in her mind unconsciously.

One figure had black hair, was thin, and unremarkable in appearance, yet always as calm as water. The other figure wore white clothes and had white hair; with a single finger swipe, heaven and earth collapsed!

These two figures circled in her mind, eventually overlapping into one.

Wang Lin stood within the floating Taoist temple, watching the long rainbows ahead gradually disappear from his sight. He shook his head and calmly analyzed where he would go if the Guiyuan Sect were destroyed.

Finally, he frowned and muttered, "What a hassle…" He flicked his sleeve and took a step forward. Ripples immediately echoed beneath his feet, and his entire person suddenly disappeared from the Taoist temple.

The Purple-Eyed Python, which had almost completely retreated into the Rift and had been growling since Wang Lin appeared—though trembling with fear inside—now rushed out. It let out a series of hisses in the direction Wang Lin had disappeared, as if it only dared to roar because it knew the other party had left and would not return for a short time.

The night on the Moruo Continent was about to pass, and the horizon was faintly clearing. In the west, the purple wind was roaring. Behind that purple wind, the massive black Spirit Beast was moving at high speed, heading straight for the east. The old man on its back had a wild, arrogant expression, yet was calm; he had full confidence that the Guiyuan Sect would be easy to capture.

The youth in purple beside him had an even more intense look of excitement on his face, exuding obscenity.

"Uncle Song, just beat that Lü Yanfei until she is severely injured. Do not accidentally kill her. Let this young Master play with her for a few days; after I drain her Primordial Yin, it won't be too late to kill her!" The youth in purple licked his lips.

The old man beside him nodded and was about to speak when he suddenly froze, staring straight ahead.

He saw that in the Void Realm ahead, ripples suddenly appeared and echoed. A vast force of heaven and earth instantly permeated the area. From within those ripples, a white-haired man slowly stepped out!

The white-haired man had a cold expression. As soon as he appeared, monstrous Evil Qi rose, shaking heaven and earth. The black Spirit Beast immediately paused. After a start, the old man's expression changed. The youth in purple beside him frowned and was about to shout, but the old man immediately stood in front of the youth, staring at Wang Lin with a grave expression, and said in a deep voice, "I am Song Wude of the Zidao Sect. Fellow Daoist, could you please give me some face and let me pass?"

Hearing the old man's words, the youth in purple was clearly stunned and looked Wang Lin over carefully.

"Give you face? Get out of here immediately and never set foot here again!" Wang Lin's voice was cold, like a bone-chilling wind blowing onto the old man.

The old man's face immediately darkened. Although his cultivation was not as good as the Guiyuan Sect's Old Ancestor, it had reached the Middle Stage of void nirvana. However, he could vaguely not see through the cultivation of the person in front of him, which was why he had been polite before, but he had not expected the other party to be so arrogant.

"What an arrogant tone. Even the Old Ancestor of the Guiyuan Sect, in front of our Zidao Sect…" Before the old man could finish speaking, the youth in purple behind him burst into laughter.

Wang Lin did not speak again. Cold light flickered in his eyes as he took a step forward. As he raised his right hand, streams of slaughter qi frantically rushed out of Wang Lin's body, suddenly manifesting in this world.

At this moment, the slaughter was monstrous! The thick slaughter qi carried an unimaginable chill, actually causing the surrounding rain to instantly turn into ice crystals amidst cracking sounds!

The black Spirit Beast, which was a hundred zhang in size, suddenly trembled. Possessing high intelligence, it immediately felt the crisis contained within the slaughter in heaven and earth. Trembling, it did not wait for the youth in purple's command and immediately sped backward.

The youth in purple's face instantly turned pale, but he still shouted, "You…"

But this time, before he could finish, the old man immediately slapped him, directly flattening the youth in purple onto the back of the black Spirit Beast. He flicked his large sleeve, wrapping the black Spirit Beast and retreating frantically.

"Leave quickly!! I will kill this person and then reunite with you!" The old man's expression was extremely grave. After sending the black Spirit Beast retreating, he charged directly at Wang Lin.

The youth in purple rarely saw the old man with such an expression, and now panic arose in his heart as he retreated immediately with the black Spirit Beast.

Wang Lin flicked his right hand, and the slaughter qi that permeated heaven and earth around his body instantly went wild, rushing straight at the old man from all directions with piercing shrieks.

The old man's pupils contracted sharply. He performed Hand Seals with both hands, and purple wind immediately permeated the area, pushing outward. It collided with the slaughter qi, turning into booming sounds that echoed far away.

"Call Rain!" Wang Lin raised his left hand and pointed at the sky. Immediately, the endless rain within a radius of a hundred, a thousand, and ten thousand zhang, centered on where he stood, paused for an instant. As Wang Lin's fingertip fell, all of it, trembling, was surrounded by a force of heaven and earth and charged frantically toward the old man.

The old man's heart was shocked, beyond words. The two Divine Ability displayed by the white-haired Cultivator in front of him were completely unheard of, but the power of these two Divine Ability made him gasp. Just as he was about to dodge, Wang Lin's gaze was cold, and he calmly spoke a single word.

"Freeze!"

In an instant, the old man's body trembled, and he stopped in mid-air. In a flash, endless ice crystals from all directions roared and frantically condensed outside the old man's body. In the blink of an eye, a huge ice crystal appeared in mid-air.

Wang Lin did not pause. He grabbed the void with his right hand, and a Storage Rift immediately appeared in front of him. A rusty Iron Sword instantly appeared in Wang Lin's hand.

His body followed the sword, and he raised it to slash forward fiercely!

At this moment, the world was still in the dim light of dawn, but the moment this sword fell, the entire world was suddenly shrouded in a flash of extreme light that appeared suddenly.

With a heaven-shaking boom, the huge ice crystal collapsed, revealing a blood-red scene inside. The old man's eyes retained shock and disbelief; his Physical Body was torn apart, and even his Primordial Spirit shattered as well, turning into an impact of origin energy that spread in all directions.

All this took only a few short breaths! Instant kill!

Until his death, the old man could not believe that in such a short time, he had been completely destroyed in body and soul! He did not die unjustly; whether it was the slaughter qi or the Rain Calling Immortal Art, either was enough to make a person dominate the Cultivation World. Added to that was the strike from that void nirvana-level sword—let alone him, even someone whose cultivation had reached the Late Stage of void nirvana, even if they didn't die, would have to shed a layer of skin!

Not to mention Wang Lin's rich experience and expertise, this Song Wude did not die unjustly!

After instantly killing Song Wude, Wang Lin turned to look at the black Spirit Beast in the distance, which had not yet escaped far, and the youth in purple on it, who had witnessed all of this and was letting out fearful screams while trembling.

Looking coldly at the youth in purple, Wang Lin took a step forward!

Behind him in the distance, long rainbows were roaring over. The shrill, terrified screams of the youth in purple reached the ears of the four great Elder of the Guiyuan Sect clearly, and even fell into Lü Yanfei's heart.

Vaguely, the sky cleared, the rain dissipated, and a faint rainbow hung in the vast sky under the morning sun. The figure in that rainbow chasing the black Spirit Beast, with his white hair, was so dazzling, deeply imprinted in Lü Yanfei's eyes…

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