Chapter 135 Core Formation (Finale)

Wang Lin had been meditating and breathing, occasionally opening his eyes to gaze outside the Immortal Cave, a cold glint flickering within his eyes.

Gradually, a medicinal fragrance wafted out from the pill room. Wang Lin took a few deep breaths, calmly opened his Storage Pouch, and organized the items inside one by one.

When he took out the Dragon tendon, he narrowed his eyes. This Dragon tendon Magic Treasure did not have much use; although it could split into countless branches and trap anything according to his will, it would still be severed if it encountered a sharp Flying Sword.

Even some powerful fire Restriction Spells could burn it through.

Wang Lin touched the Dragon tendon, the cold glint in his eyes intensifying. He sneered, calculating in his heart that once Core Formation was successful, this Dragon tendon would have a use.

The bombardment outside grew heavier, almost feeling as if it were right before his eyes. Wang Lin looked toward the pill room where Li Muwan was, his heart sinking slightly as he sighed softly.

Li Muwan bit her lip, fresh blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, tears shimmering in her eyes. That semi-finished Heaven Release Pill had failed at the moment of completion.

As an Alchemist, she had not failed few times, but she had never felt this distressed before. This time, it could be said to be a time when success was mandatory. Unfortunately, the will of Heaven is hard to predict; success or failure sometimes happens in a single instant.

Li Muwan turned to look at Wang Lin, who was meditating outside, and tears finally fell. At this moment, she appeared exceptionally fragile. A moment later, she gritted her teeth, took out the Demon Blood Vine from her Storage Pouch, and placed it into the Pill Furnace. Since the first Heaven Release Pill had failed, she would seize the time to refine another one using the Demon Blood Vine.

Time trickled by. The Immortal Cave had already begun to collapse, with small stones gradually falling off. The fog outside was also thinning, ready to be broken at any moment.

Wang Lin's expression, which had been calm from the beginning to the end, gradually changed, revealing a hint of anxiety.

Just then, Li Muwan suddenly rushed out from the pill room, her hair disheveled, her eyes bloodshot, and her expression exceptionally exhausted. She threw a deep red Medicinal Pill to Wang Lin. Wisps of majestic Spiritual Qi radiated from the Medicinal Pill, making one feel refreshed upon smelling it.

"This is the Heaven Release Pill refined with the Demon Blood Vine; the effect… is slightly inferior."

Wang Lin did not say a word. He pinched the Medicinal Pill with two fingers, glanced at Li Muwan, and swallowed it without hesitation. The Medicinal Pill melted upon entering his mouth, and immediately, a surge of intense heat rose from within his abdomen.

Wang Lin patted his Storage Pouch, produced liquid Spiritual Qi, drank a bellyful in large gulps, then took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to meditate, assaulting the Core Formation stage.

The stone cave shook with a boom, and stones fell even faster. Only a sliver of the fog outside remained. Li Muwan stared blankly for a while, then gritted her teeth again, drew her Flying Sword, and stood at the cave entrance to act as a Protector for Wang Lin, simultaneously shattering all the falling stones so they would not land on him.

Qian Kun swung the giant peak, smashing it downward continuously. Scanning with his peripheral vision, he saw that the other Cultivators all wore excited expressions, controlling their Magic Treasures to launch a forced assault on the Formation of this mountain.

His mouth twitched, and he said grimly: "Big Head dwarf, that young woman can be yours, but after the Formation is broken later, we need to have our fun first. Are you willing?"

The Big Head Cultivator paused, smiled bitterly, and said: "Grand Elder, since you have spoken, how would I dare to disagree?"

Qian Kun sneered and swung the giant peak to smash down again, saying: "This brat is merely at the False Core Realm, yet possesses such Divine Ability and can kill a Core Formation Cultivator; not simple at all. However, today, he is doomed." After speaking, his gaze flickered, and he thought to himself: "Especially that cluster of blue flame; it is definitely a treasure."

The Big Head Cultivator felt depressed in his heart. He had only glanced at that young woman in passing, yet his heart immediately began to itch. Having spoken his intent, he had assumed no one would provoke him to snatch her, but he had not expected the Grand Elder, who usually had no interest in women, to suddenly interject. Feeling depressed, he unleashed his Magic Treasure even more fiercely, venting his frustration.

The Formation's fog gradually thinned. Of the ten hundred-foot Dragons that had been conjured, only one remained, and its size had shrunk to just over thirty feet.

Qian Kun tossed his right hand, and the giant peak immediately shrank, transforming into a stone seal that landed in the hands of its original owner, Kun Sang.

After tossing the giant peak, Qian Kun let out a low shout, leaped out, and arrived beside the Dragon. He pressed his hands together, and when he pulled them apart, a web of lightning appeared, covering the Dragon's head. Qian Kun grinned and shouted: "Shatter!"

The fog Dragon let out a mournful cry, and its body immediately dissipated. Along with it, the last wisp of fog from the entire Nine Li Corpse Bone Formation vanished.

Although the Nine Li Corpse Bone Formation was powerful, under the forced destruction of ten Core Formation stage Cultivators, it was finally broken after being delayed for three days.

If Li Muwan had not been refining pills, but instead remained within the Formation to preside over it, this Formation would certainly not have been broken so easily.

Once the Formation was broken, it revealed a cave on the dilapidated mountainside. These Demon Cultivators from the Douxie Sect immediately swarmed forward. But as soon as they entered within twenty feet of the cave entrance, bursts of thunder and lightning fell from the sky. Although the power of this lightning was not great, it excelled in quantity, and for a moment, it was quite spectacular.

The hundreds of small, basic Formations that Wang Lin had previously laid out now took effect. However, these Formations were, after all, only basic, and their power was limited. Amidst the roars of these Core Formation Demon Cultivators, they were broken one after another.

Qian Kun watched coldly and did not make a move. His target was that False Core junior. A web of lightning rose in his palm. Qian Kun had already planned that at the current distance, as soon as that junior appeared, he could immediately use this Immortal Trapping Net to capture him.

When the last of those hundreds of basic Formations was broken, the entire stone cave had no defenses left, exposed nakedly before the eyes of the Demon Cultivators.

A graceful figure suddenly appeared at the cave entrance. Her clothes were elegant, her demeanor refined and otherworldly. Her red lips revealed white teeth, and her eyebrows were like painted emeralds, making one unable to help but feel their heart flutter.

Even Qian Kun could not help but narrow his eyes, but soon, his gaze passed through the woman and fell into the cave. The interior of the cave was pitch black, and one could not see inside.

Li Muwan looked at these Core Formation Demon Cultivators before her, raised her jade hand, and the Hundred Beast Pill Furnace appeared in her hand. Her voice was cold as she said: "Are you looking for this?"

Qian Kun glanced at it, a faint smile appearing on the corner of his mouth. At this moment, the Cultivator Kun Sang, who had been the earliest to pursue them, stared straight at the Hundred Beast Pill Furnace and laughed wickedly: "I didn't expect that little bastard to actually have a Pill Furnace, and it is a Hundred Beast Spirit Furnace worth one hundred thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones from the Artifact Refining Pavilion. That's right, Pu Shu and I came specifically for this Pill Furnace from the beginning. Little girl, hand over this Pill Furnace!" As he spoke, he reached out with a large hand, and the Pill Furnace immediately detached from Li Muwan's hand and flew into his. Everyone knew the value of this Pill Furnace; Kun Sang simply pointed it out directly.

"Grand Elder, this Pill Furnace belongs to the two of us. In the future, we will definitely offer a generous gift as thanks. How about that?" Kun Sang stood together with Pu Lin, who had previously pursued Wang Lin, and said while cupping his fists.

Qian Kun swept his gaze over the Pill Furnace and nodded without speaking. At this moment, the Big Head Cultivator's eyes gleamed with lecherous light. His body flashed out, reaching toward Li Muwan, and he laughed strangely: "Little lady, after today, once you have served my fellow disciples, you will be my Cauldron."

Li Muwan's face was pale, carrying a hint of desolation. At the moment the opponent reached for her, she was just about to sever her own heart meridian, but just then, the Big Head Cultivator who was reaching for her suddenly screamed, his voice exceptionally miserable.

Blood sprayed from his mouth and nose, and a large amount of blood gushed from his seven orifices. His body was violently thrown out as if struck by a great force, but before he could land, he was grabbed back by an invisible force. His head went *bang*, transforming into a mist of blood, leaving only a headless corpse. His Divine Sense shattered, and his Golden Core flew out, flashing past Li Muwan and falling into the cave.

"From this moment on, Wang will be the number one person below the Nascent Soul Stage. If you do not have any Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators hiding their cultivation, then you can… die."

An extremely cold voice drifted out from within the cave. Immediately following, a slender black shadow slowly emerged from the cave, gradually revealing itself before everyone.

He had black hair, a cold and stern face, and his eyes revealed a ruthless expression. He stood between Heaven and Earth as if he were a piece of Profound Ice that had not melted for ten thousand years.

A heart-wrenching feeling, as if encountering a natural predator, surged like the giant waves of an angry sea into the minds of every Demon Cultivator present. This was a trembling that came from the Soul; it was as if at this moment, the person before them had transformed into a prehistoric beast.

Ripples from the Soul caused the Sea of Consciousness of everyone present to churn with giant waves, even showing signs of shattering. As they rolled, it was as if countless spring thunders were exploding simultaneously within their bodies and beside their ears.

Pu Lin already had internal injuries. Previously, his Divine Sense had been affected by the extreme realm ripple, and although he had suppressed it, he had not had time to focus and recover. At this moment, monstrous waves surged within his Sea of Consciousness, and amidst the roaring, his Sea of Consciousness shattered. Blood sprayed from his mouth and nose; he retreated a few steps and fell headlong to the ground. His body twitched uncontrollably, and with every twitch, a large amount of blood gushed from his seven orifices.

Qian Kun's expression changed drastically. With his mind shaken, the web of lightning in his hand popped and dissipated involuntarily. His face was filled with lingering fear. He retreated a few steps, and without any hesitation, his body immediately transformed into a long rainbow and flew away instantly. The thought of seizing the ice flame had long since vanished into smoke, unable to rise even a bit.

He was afraid. As a Middle Stage Core Formation Cultivator, within the scope of Nandou City, Qian Kun had never been afraid. Even Core Formation Late Stage Cultivators with deeper cultivation than his were not people he had never encountered. Every year, envoys from the Inner Sea would come to forcibly collect Materials, and the envoys were Core Formation Late Stage. Although he could not defeat them, he had never felt fear.

This was the first, and only, time he had felt fear since his Core Formation. Therefore, he ran away almost without thinking. If it were in the past, even if he were to flee, he would definitely not choose to be the first. Given his Heart-Nature, he would certainly secretly wait for others to flee first, then choose a safe direction to escape himself.

But now, he had a feeling that if he did not escape immediately, right now, as quickly as possible, his only outcome would be death!

Looking at the remaining Core Formation Cultivators, one by one, their expressions changed in an instant. Especially after Pu Lin fell dead without a trace and the Grand Elder Qian Kun fled without hesitation, they each immediately unleashed twelve percent of their Spiritual Qi, transforming into several long rainbows and scattering in all directions, fleeing for their lives in a hurry, terrified of being even a fraction slower.