Chapter 121: The Situation Changes Drastically

Without any hesitation, Wang Lin stomped his foot and immediately used the Earth Evasion Technique, rushing quickly toward the War God Hall. All along the way, his Divine Sense swept out, revealing Fire Beasts covering the sky and the land, making him increasingly alarmed the further he went.

He immediately changed direction, no longer searching for Lin Tao, but instead following Ma Liang's memory and fleeing toward the border. The Fire Burning Nation was no longer safe to stay in.

But he hadn't gone far when a massive wave of Divine Sense descended from the sky. After sweeping past him, it quickly retreated and focused on his body. Wang Lin was startled. Using his Divine Sense, he saw sixteen enormous Fire Beasts forming a circle above the clouds, and a Fire Ring floated within the circle.

Strands of red filaments spread out from the Fire Ring, connecting to the heads of the sixteen gigantic Fire Beasts.

The immense Divine Sense was emanating precisely from this Fire Ring. Clearly, this was a Divine Ability unleashed by the sixteen Fire Beasts, utilizing some kind of miraculous innate talent.

The moment they discovered Wang Lin, the sixteen Fire Beasts' eyes flashed with monstrous cold light. Roaring, they descended from the sky and charged toward Wang Lin's location.

Without a word, Wang Lin sped up and fled rapidly. The sixteen giant beasts roared and sprayed down large amounts of Molten Liquid, instantly turning the ground bright red and causing cracks to appear.

Wang Lin had suffered this loss before; how could he repeat the mistake? The instant the giant beasts sprayed the liquid, he leaped out of the ground, transforming into a long rainbow and immediately flying away.

The sixteen giant beasts pursued relentlessly. The reason they had emerged from their dormancy was singular: to find the Cultivator who killed the Fire Spirit Ancestral Beast. This was the only thought in their minds.

At the same time, because of Wang Lin, these Fire Beasts had come to hate all Cultivators, killing nearly every one they encountered. Compared to the Cultivators, the Fire Beasts also suffered heavy losses; countless Fire Beasts were killed or injured by the Magic Treasures of high-Rank Cultivators.

To be precise, these Fire Beasts do not possess a Soul; they exist in a special way. Ordinary Flying Swords cannot penetrate their hard bodies. The only way to kill them is to strike them hard with powerful Magic Treasures.

It's just that there are truly too many Fire Beasts. To this day, new Fire Beasts are continuously emerging from volcanoes large and small. No one knows their exact number, aside from the Fire Spirit Ancestral Beast that was absorbed by the Heaven Defying Bead.

Wang Lin flew faster and faster. If the giant beasts behind him were in Magma, their speed would naturally surpass Wang Lin’s, but having left the Magma, their speed immediately dropped, maintaining a certain distance from Wang Lin yet unable to catch up.

However, Wang Lin was not having an easy time either. The surrounding world was filled with violent Fire Spiritual Qi, and every breath he took caused searing, intense pain inside his body.

Furthermore, with the roars of the giant beasts behind him, Fire Beasts constantly blocked his path. Slowly, the number of Fire Beasts pursuing him grew. Wang Lin took a moment to sweep with his Divine Sense and immediately felt his scalp prickle. There was a dense, dark mass behind him, too numerous for him to count at a glance.

If he paused even for a moment, he would be pounced upon by the Fire Beasts and torn to shreds. But how could Wang Lin be the kind of person who allows himself to be chased? Back when he was in the Qi Condensation stage and pursued by the Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator Teng Li, he still dared to resist and launch a sneak attack.

At this moment, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes. He pulled out the wooden barrel filled with Spiritual Power Liquid and fiercely drank large gulps while flying, replenishing the consumption of spiritual power within his body.

Next, a streak of Black Light flew out from his Storage Pouch. After flashing, it vanished from its spot, instantly shifting in front of the Fire Beasts and stabbing toward a normal-sized Fire Beast.

The sound of metal colliding rang out with a snap. A blood mark appeared on the Fire Beast's chest, and it was flung far away, crashing onto the ground from mid-air. After rolling a few times, it roared and charged forward again.

Wang Lin's expression remained calm, but a hint of gloom appeared in his eyes. Not only was Divine Sense attack useless against this Fire Beast, but its Physical Body was also incredibly tough. A Flying Sword strike merely wounded it without killing it, and the injury looked like only a minor one.

Wang Lin was unwilling to give up. While flying, he continued to control the Flying Sword to launch sneak attacks, utilizing its instant-shift attribute to appear and disappear mysteriously. Finally, during one attack, the Flying Sword pierced the center of a Fire Beast's brow. The Fire Beast immediately trembled, its head exploding with a boom, kicking up a wave of heat.

Wang Lin's hair immediately curled up, and a scorched smell wafted out, but joy appeared in his eyes. He thought to himself that these Fire Beasts were not without weaknesses.

During the ensuing chase, Wang Lin continuously controlled the Flying Sword to launch sneak attacks, slaying one Fire Beast after another. According to Wang Lin's calculations, these normal-sized Fire Beasts should only be equivalent to the Qi Condensation Stage, but because they were immune to Divine Sense and had tough bodies, they were difficult to kill.

However, Wang Lin's destructive power alone was limited. Furthermore, the Fire Beasts simply did not know fear; even with heavy casualties, they charged forward without hesitation.

Eventually, seeing that the Flying Sword had warped due to too many instant shifts, and because the Sword Spirit was merely residing within it rather than being truly refined, the sword had become deformed, riddled with dents, and parts of it had completely melted. Even if the Flying Sword's original owner were resurrected now, they probably wouldn't recognize it.

Seeing that this situation could not last, and with the number of Fire Beasts increasing, although Wang Lin had Spiritual Qi Liquid for replenishment, it would eventually run out. Once that happened, if he couldn't replenish his spiritual power in time, the only outcome would be death.

Wang Lin gritted his teeth and changed direction, no longer heading toward Xuanwu Nation but flying toward the War God Hall. He didn't believe the War God Hall would be annihilated by these Fire Beasts. If he were the War God Hall Patriarch, he would definitely choose a full-scale migration, and such a migration couldn't happen instantly; it would surely take some time.

Moreover, even if they had started moving, they couldn't move too quickly, as a full sectarian migration involves too many people. He had only been in closed-door cultivation in the Immortal Cave for eight days. Even if the Fire Beasts appeared on the very first day of his seclusion, the War God Hall couldn't have relocated so quickly.

These were just his guesses. What truly solidified Wang Lin's decision was the approximate location of Yang Xiong and Lin Tao, sensed through the Soul Blood within his body.

The moment Wang Lin changed direction, the Fire Beasts immediately closed the distance. Molten Liquid was continuously sprayed out, and several times Wang Lin narrowly avoided being hit. He gritted his teeth, exerted his full speed, and rushed away.

Before long, a powerful aura transmitted from the distance. Wang Lin swept with his Divine Sense and immediately felt relieved. He saw an army of Cultivators, numbering over ten thousand, slowly flying toward him from afar.

The sight of ten thousand streaks of sword light traversing the sky caused a momentary shock in Wang Lin's heart, but he immediately returned to normal and charged toward the Cultivator army.

Within the Ranks of the Cultivators were countless War Chariots, and waves of spiritual power fluctuations emanated from them.

The Fire Beasts pursuing Wang Lin suddenly stopped. The sixteen giant beasts roared and blocked the path of the Cultivator army.

The Cultivator army did not halt. Instead, thousands of sword lights immediately flew out. Led by ten Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators, they charged straight forward without hesitation, engaging in battle with the Fire Beasts. Following them, two more groups, totaling about two thousand Cultivators, flew out from the army to join the fight.

Before Wang Lin could fly into the main army, more than ten streaks of sword light immediately flew out from it, stopping about ten zhang away from Wang Lin. One person among them was a young woman. Although her appearance was ordinary, there was a murderous aura between her brows. She glanced at the Fire Beasts behind Wang Lin, her eyes showing hatred, and she asked crisply, "Fellow Daoist, which sect's Disciple are you, and what is your name? Report it quickly."

Wang Lin showed a lingering fear on his face, quickly cupped his fist, and said, "I am Ma Liang, a Disciple of the War God Hall."

The woman swept her gaze over Wang Lin and said coldly, "Qing Xuan, take him to the War God Hall Ranks to verify his identity. If he is not a War God Hall Disciple, execute him."

A young man flew out from the group, nodded to Wang Lin, signaled him to follow, and immediately transformed into a streak of sword light flying toward the Cultivator army. Wang Lin cupped his fist slightly toward the woman, ignoring her tone, and followed closely behind the young man.

They quickly arrived at the middle section of the Cultivator army. The closer they got, the stronger the feeling of ten thousand people flying together, obscuring the sky and covering the sun. The spiritual power fluctuations in this area had already reached a terrifying level.

Although the entire world was shrouded in a layer of black mist spewed from the Volcano, under the spiritual power fluctuations of this Cultivator army, it was as if a giant longsword had split the world in two, forcefully opening a gap right in the middle.

Wherever they passed, the black mist rolled away, unable to obstruct them even slightly. The Sword Qi emanating from tens of thousands of Flying Swords was even more intense and brilliant than the spiritual power fluctuations. Under this Sword Qi, it could be said that the winds and clouds changed drastically, and the sky lost its color.

The mighty momentum of the Flying Swords moving in unison revealed a force that could crack the earth and collapse the sky, possessing the majesty of a white rainbow piercing the sun. Especially at this moment of dawn, as the black mist retreated in fear and battle raged ahead, imperceptibly, there was a feeling of the stars shifting as morning approached, and the world opening up anew, like spring.

The light of various Magic Treasures and Flying Swords flickered in the sky, like fireworks being set off simultaneously, dazzling the eyes. The grandeur of this scene was something Wang Lin would never forget in his lifetime; such a spectacle could only be witnessed in a large-scale battle.

Compared to the collapse of the Outer Realm Battlefield, this scene possessed an added grandeur of unity and an increased will to break out of the Fire Burning Nation.

This kind of power was absolutely not something an individual could possess; it was achieved only by mobilizing the entire nation's strength, sweeping aside all obstacles like a bamboo stalk being split.

Only the Fire Beast hordes could possibly compare to it.

Wang Lin couldn't help but look slightly dazed. When he snapped out of it, he and the young man named Qing Xuan had already caught up to the middle Ranks of the Cultivator army.

"Qing Xuan, a Disciple of the Luohe Sect's Scout Battalion, has escorted Ma Liang of the War God Hall here to rendezvous. I trouble the Fellow Daoists of the War God Hall to verify his identity so that I may return and report," Qing Xuan said loudly.

Wang Lin's expression was calm. The Nascent Soul Stage woman had not attacked him that day, and her words carried a hint of recruitment. If not for that, Wang Lin would not have decisively come here.

However, even without the incident involving that woman, Wang Lin would have chosen to come here. After all, under the pursuit of the Fire Beasts, this was his only option.

But Wang Lin was cautious by nature and had already prepared to flee instantly if the situation turned bad. Since the Fire Beasts were engaged in battle ahead, presumably not many people would be willing to chase him if he escaped.

As for Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators, they definitely wouldn't abandon the crucial task of migration at this time just to hunt him down. Core Formation Cultivators were the main force in the current battle. If someone truly wanted to kill him, a Foundation Establishment Late Stage Great Perfection Cultivator would be the best choice, but for Wang Lin, he was completely unafraid—he would kill one if one came, and ten if ten came.