Chapter 230: Slaying a Thousand People

Wufeng Valley, as a member of the Demonic Path Alliance in the State of Zhao, was truly renowned four hundred years ago. However, four centuries of development did not lead to greater prosperity; instead, it became increasingly dilapidated.

The Nascent Soul experts within it were unable to achieve Breakthroughs in succession. As their Lifespans approached, one by one, they could not escape the Heavenly Dao's Reincarnation.

This caused a major School of the past generation to see its overall strength slowly decline. Coupled with the powerful rise of the Xuandao Sect, Wufeng Valley eventually fell to the rank of a second-rate sect, far inferior to its former self.

The decline of Wufeng Valley sparked the ambition of the Teng Family Old Ancestor, Teng Huayuan. Over these past few centuries, he continuously sent members of his Family to Wufeng Valley. Even though Wufeng Valley recognized Teng Huayuan's intentions, they were helpless against the Old Ancestor's heaven-defying cultivation and could only gradually accept this situation.

One must remember that Teng Huayuan was originally a Guest Elder of Wufeng Valley. Because of this, other Schools found it difficult to interfere, as it was considered Wufeng Valley's internal affair.

To date, there are ninety-three Teng Family members within Wufeng Valley. The vast majority of them already hold positions of status within the School, and three individuals even occupy high-ranking posts. The most prominent among them is the fifth-generation Disciple, Teng Gao, who has already become the candidate for the next Sect Leader.

The only two remaining Nascent Soul Stage Founders of Wufeng Valley, besides Teng Huayuan, felt quite helpless about this situation. Given Teng Huayuan's overbearing nature, they could only pretend to ignore it, spending their days in secluded cultivation, hoping to achieve a Breakthrough from the Nascent Soul Early Stage to the Middle Stage during their lifetime, which would correspondingly increase their Lifespan.

Furthermore, the Teng Family members annually presented some Materials and Spiritual Plants. Consequently, these two Nascent Soul Founders paid even less attention to the Teng Family's activities within Wufeng Valley. Moreover, even if they wanted to intervene, they lacked the strength to confront Teng Huayuan.

It could be said that Wufeng Valley had practically become the Teng Family's private School.

In the beginning, some people still opposed this phenomenon, and there were quite a few dissenting words and actions within Wufeng Valley. However, after centuries of integration and assimilation, there are now no longer any discordant voices within Wufeng Valley. Even the Disciples of the School have come to accept the Teng Family taking over Wufeng Valley.

After all, several centuries are enough time to change everything. Furthermore, the majority of Wufeng Valley's Disciples were newly recruited within the last century.

Wang Lin stood upon the Mosquito Beast, his Divine Sense already locked onto Wufeng Valley. His speed was lightning fast, dragging a Dragon tendon behind him, upon which were bound seven corpses that had been stiffened by the strong wind.

Carrying monstrous Killing Intent, Wang Lin arrived outside the mountain gate of Wufeng Valley.

Although Wufeng Valley's name suggests a valley, it is not actually one. The mountain range where it is located is quite famous in the State of Zhao. This mountain is called Five Immortals Mountain, and it looks like a giant palm reaching up from the ground, giving the mountain its strange shape.

Wufeng Valley is situated on this mountain. The sect is divided into five peaks; besides the main Peak in the center, the other four Peaks house its sub-sects.

Many years ago, when Wufeng Valley was prosperous, all five Peaks were enveloped in the spiritual light of magical power, and the Cultivators within numbered several thousand, truly making it a regional overlord.

Now, however, Five Immortals Mountain is withered and declining. Not to mention the spiritual light of magical power, even the number of Disciples is less than a thousand, and the majority of these are beginners who have yet to reach Qi Condensation or are only at the first or second layer of Qi Condensation.

As Wang Lin rode the Mosquito Beast and arrived at the mountain, someone immediately noticed him. A layer of cyan light instantly appeared over the mountain, blocking Wang Lin outside. At the same time, a wave of Killing Intent flashed forth from the five Peaks. Five men in white robes were seen standing atop the five Peaks, each performing Hand Seals, with five Flying Swords—colored cyan, red, purple, yellow, and white—suspended above their heads.

Waves of immense spiritual power surged from within the mountain into the five individuals, and after a series of transformations, they were injected into the Flying Swords, releasing increasingly intense Sword Qi.

A cold smile appeared on Wang Lin's lips. These five people were all members of the Teng Family. Clearly, the people here had already received news, likely transmitted via the Jade Slip sent out by the Teng Family Elder from Tiandao School.

This matter was unavoidable, and Wang Lin had no intention of avoiding it. Otherwise, given the Elder's cultivation, Wang Lin could have completely annihilated him before he threw the Jade Slip.

What Wang Lin wanted was precisely this effect: to let the entire State of Zhao know that he intended to exterminate the entire Teng Family. Vengeance was not meant to be a secretive affair, but a magnificent, earth-shattering event. The current Wang Lin had the qualifications for this.

The five Teng Family members felt their hearts sink. They had just received the command from Teng Gao to activate the Mountain Protecting Grand Formation because of an incoming powerful enemy. But even with the Formation activated, the five men felt no sense of relief; instead, a deep, innate fury rose within them.

This was because they saw the seven corpses bound on the Dragon tendon behind the white-haired youth.

Wang Lin did not pause. Almost the instant the Mountain Protecting Grand Formation activated, he slapped his Storage Pouch, and an ancient Scabbard immediately landed in his hand. His eyes revealed an icy, ruthless look.

Since Wufeng Valley was greeting him with Sword Qi, he would let them witness what true Sword Qi was!

Wang Lin flipped his right hand and took out a Flying Sword. He had many such low-level Magic Treasures in his Storage Pouch; after all, four hundred years of accumulation was no small number.

He quickly inserted the Flying Sword into the Scabbard until it sank four-fifths of the way, where a powerful resistance suddenly emerged.

At this moment, the five people on the five Peaks shouted in unison. The Flying Swords above their heads hummed, and five streams of multi-colored Sword Qi, soaring into the sky, suddenly appeared. At this moment, the heavens and earth seemed to change color, and the clouds in the sky dissipated. The five streams of Sword Qi, like five Flood Dragons, roared skyward and angrily lunged toward Wang Lin.

Wang Lin gripped the Scabbard. He could feel that the Sword Qi mixed with Killing Intent inside the Scabbard had reached its limit. In the blink of an eye, he released his grip on the Flying Sword, and suddenly, a monstrous aura, several times larger than the five streams of Sword Qi, burst forth from the Scabbard.

Immediately, a thick stream of Sword Qi mixed with dense Killing Intent rushed out like an ancient Divine Dragon. The Flood Dragons formed by the five streams of Sword Qi unleashed by the Teng Family members were instantly crushed and devoured by the Sword Qi from the Scabbard, like the difference between an infant and a strong man—there was no suspense.

Then, as Wang Lin flicked the Scabbard in his hand, the ancient Divine Dragon formed by the thick Sword Qi roared toward the Five Immortals Mountain below, revealing a ferocious, chilling maw.

The ground shook violently, kicking up dust. In the midst of the flying dirt, Wufeng Valley's Mountain Protecting Grand Formation instantly shattered. At the same time, two of the massive Five Immortals Mountain Peaks collapsed amidst rumbling sounds.

As for the Teng Family members controlling the Grand Formation, they obviously could not withstand this immense power, and their bodies instantly self-destructed. However, with a summons from Wang Lin's right hand, their heads were preserved intact, bound by the Dragon tendon, and floated behind Wang Lin.

Simultaneously, Wang Lin's figure flashed, dropping down from the Mosquito Beast, and he began his slaughter into Wufeng Valley, systematically killing the individuals locked onto by his Divine Sense.

"Today, I settle a private grudge with the Teng Family. All who obstruct me shall die!" An icy, ruthless voice spread throughout Wufeng Valley and the entire Five Immortals Mountain. At this moment, any Mortal who heard these words felt a deep chill rise in their hearts.

Nearly a hundred Cultivators suddenly rushed out from various locations within Five Immortals Mountain. Each one sped away in all directions on streaks of sword light, fleeing in panic.

Without exception, these people were all members of the Teng Family.

Wang Lin's eyes grew colder. He performed Hand Seals, casting Restriction after Restriction, and scattered them toward the surroundings. Instantly, the area within a thousand li radius was covered as if by an inverted bowl, making it impossible for anyone to escape.

A young Cultivator, frantically fleeing, dared not fight back. But before he could escape far, he was seized by an invisible large hand. A series of cracking sounds immediately rang out; all his bones were shattered, and he died. Intense unwillingness was visible in his eyes, but he had to die, because his surname was Teng!

A male and female Cultivator, both members of the Teng Family, were desperately fleeing. However, a black Flying Sword instantly pierced their chests, and their bodies immediately turned pitch black. Their souls were collected, and their corpses were bound by the Dragon tendon.

Wang Lin felt no pity in his heart. Every time he killed someone, his mother's kind face and his father's stern yet hopeful gaze would involuntarily echo in his mind. All of this was gone forever because of Teng Huayuan.

He had been forced to self-destruct his Physical Body and nearly died by Teng Huayuan back then. Four centuries of escape, countless life-and-death crises, and numerous moments of fate-threatening danger resulted in his endless, hate-filled cries and a resolution to exterminate the entire Teng Family at all costs.

Tracing the Karma of the matter, it had absolutely nothing to do with Wang Lin. He and Zhang Hu had originally caused no trouble in Teng Family City, but merely because of a Jade Slip message from Teng Li's friend, it led to Teng Li's ruthless pursuit of the two of them.

Zhang Hu disappeared back then, his life or death unknown. As for Wang Lin, he was pursued relentlessly by Teng Li, as if they shared a deep, abiding hatred.

This type of pursuit was purely a matter of the strong preying on the weak—a Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator hunting down a beginner Qi Condensation youth. Who had ever tried to stop such a thing?

Furthermore, Teng Li grew greedy upon seeing Wang Lin possess several Magic Treasures, repeatedly bringing Wang Lin close to death. Who had ever tried to stop this?

In the jungle, Wang Lin used the situation to defend himself and captured the severely spiritually depleted Teng Li. Should he not have killed him? Should he not have taken his Foundation Establishment cultivation to advance his own cultivation?

Should he have humbly knelt before Teng Li, begging him to spare his life, and offered up the Heaven Defying Bead, the Flying Sword, the Scabbard, and even his own life?

No one intervened in these matters, but when Wang Lin took Teng Li's Foundation Establishment cultivation, his Old Ancestor, Teng Huayuan, forcibly interfered. Was it true that in this world, others could kill him, but he could never kill others?

Wang Lin was unwilling. Therefore, he ignored Teng Huayuan's unreasonable demands and killed Teng Li, taking his Foundation Establishment cultivation. All of this was Teng Li's own doing.

However, Wang Lin never expected that Teng Huayuan, a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator, would commit the heinous act of slaughtering Mortals—a crime punishable by the wrath of Heaven!

The Cultivation World has had a rule since ancient times: Cultivators must not casually slaughter Mortals. Should this occur, all Cultivators must use their full power to exterminate the perpetrator. But… when Teng Huayuan killed Wang Lin's entire Family, did a single Cultivator step forward to speak a word of justice?

No!

No!

No!

Not a single one!

Why was this? Because Teng Huayuan had reached the Nascent Soul Stage, possessed a relatively large cultivation Family, and had become a regional overlord.

No one would risk offending Teng Huayuan for the sake of a mere Family of Mortals or a single Foundation Establishment Disciple. In their eyes, this was merely a farce.

In Teng Huayuan's eyes, Wang Lin was nothing more than an ant. "I can kill you, but you cannot kill my great-grandson. If you kill my great-grandson, then I will kill your entire clan."

Since that was the case, Wang Lin was not wrong in systematically slaughtering the Teng Family members now!

Although it was cruel and bloodthirsty, every time he recalled the kind faces of his parents and the life-and-death crises of the past four centuries, a monstrous Killing Intent would surge within him. If he did not kill, he would fail his parents. If he did not kill, he would be unworthy of being a son. If he did not kill, he was unworthy of being called a human!!!!

Righteous or Demonic Path, Wang Lin had seen through everything the moment his Physical Body was shattered.

The area within a thousand li radius of Wufeng Valley had become a Shura Hell. One Teng Family member after another died, their souls collected into the Soul Banner, and their corpses bound onto the Dragon tendon.

The ground gradually took on a reddish hue. This red was not deep, as there were only about a hundred people, not enough to cause rivers of blood, but it carried an aura that drove people to madness.

An incense stick later, Wang Lin walked out from within these thousand li, holding a head in his hand. This person was precisely Teng Gao, the highest-ranking member of the Teng Family in Seamless Valley.

His eyes revealed intense fear, but all of this became unavoidable because his surname was Teng.

Behind Wang Lin, the end of the thick Dragon Tendon was already tied with a full one hundred corpses.

These corpses or heads, as Wang Lin flew, slowly spread out in a fan shape. Anyone who saw this scene would be greatly shaken.

After this slaughter ended, two white-haired old men walked out of Seamless Valley. These two were the only two remaining Nascent Soul Old Ancestors of Seamless Valley. Not only did their eyes not show anger, but rather a look of ecstasy. One of them softly said, "The Teng Family is finished this time!"

The other person nodded and smiled, "That's right, this person's cultivation is heaven-reaching. He must be a Demonic Path giant from a higher-ranked Cultivation Country. Acting like this, he naturally intends to exterminate the entire Teng Family. It's just that if Piao Nanzi makes a move, I wonder if this person can resist. If he can't, then it won't affect us."

"Senior Brother, I always feel like this person looks familiar, but after thinking for a long time, I still can't remember where I've seen him."

"Oh? Senior Brother, I thought it was just my illusion, but you feel the same way. We must have seen this person before!"

The two thought for a long time but still couldn't recall who this person was. They had long forgotten the youth who, outside Jue Ming Valley back then, with Foundation Establishment Stage cultivation, fought Teng Huayuan and had his Physical Body shattered… Wang Lin stepped on the Mosquito Beast and flew all the way. His gaze remained cold. This time, the target was a mountain villa eight thousand li away, which contained one hundred and seventy-four members of the Teng Family!

Teng Family City.

Teng Huayuan sat gloomily in the main hall of the Teng Family City ancestral home. In his hand, he held a Jade Slip. Before him, three people knelt.

In the entire hall, besides these three, there were dozens of others standing on either side, all bowing their heads in silence, their eyes occasionally flashing with fear.

"In four days, he killed nine hundred and sixty-one members of my Teng Family. Good, good, good!!!" Teng Huayuan burst into laughter, but his eyes grew even colder. He flicked the Jade Slip, throwing it to one of the kneeling figures on the ground. Teng Huayuan said grimly, "Xun'er, read it! Read out the information you obtained!"

Kneeling on the ground was a youth with a face like jade. He had a profound expression. He took the Jade Slip, pressed it to his forehead, and read for a moment, still showing no emotion, and slowly said:

"Four days ago, this person appeared at Heavenly Dao Sect, killed seven members of my Teng Family, and left.

On the same day, this person appeared in Seamless Valley, used a Scabbard Magic Treasure to defeat the Seamless Valley's mountain-protecting Formation, destroyed two Peaks, set up a thousand li Sealed Realm, and all ninety-three members of the Teng Family were annihilated.

Three days ago, this person appeared at the Teng Family's outer villa, killing a collateral branch of the Teng Family, and all one hundred and seventy-four members of the entire Family perished.

On the same day, this person appeared in Tianyin City, killing one hundred and four members of a branch that had split from my Teng Family two hundred years ago, leaving no survivors.

Two days ago, the entire Family, two hundred and eleven people, of the collateral Teng Family branch in the capital, who served as Guest Elders, all died within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

On the same day, all twenty-seven members of the Yuan Kui Sect's main Family died in battle.

Yesterday… in Silent Sect, a group of three hundred and forty-five trial Family members sent by the main Family a month ago, all died, blood flowing like a river."

As this person spoke, gasps of hurried breathing echoed through the hall. These numbers represented lives, representing members of the Teng Family.

Teng Huayuan clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and slowly said, "Has this person's identity been found out?"

The young man, whose expression had remained indifferent, shook his head and said, "No, it hasn't. All those from my Teng Family who have seen this person have died. As for the Disciples of the various Schools, they have received a gag order, forbidding them from spreading information. This Junior also went through great difficulty to barely obtain a Scroll. Old Ancestor, please take a look."

Saying this, he patted his Storage Pouch, took out a Scroll, and slowly unrolled it before Teng Huayuan, revealing a rather simple outline of a figure.

This person had flowing white hair, a star-point between his eyebrows, and his entire face was filled with a Killing Intent. Beneath his feet was a strangely ferocious Yao Beast, whose most prominent feature was a long proboscis.

In that proboscis, a rope was held, and the rope continued to the back.

At the end of that rope, countless branches split off, and on each branch, a corpse was tied… the corpses were densely packed together.

Although they merely saw this painting, all the Teng Family members around gasped in cold air, their eyes revealing horror, and some even turned pale, completely drained of color.

The moment Teng Huayuan saw the painting, his eyes were fixed on the young man's face in the image. Gradually, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

He stood up abruptly without any hesitation, snatched the Scroll, and stared at the person in the painting, veins gradually protruding on his forehead.

"So it's you!" A powerful aura immediately erupted from Teng Huayuan's body. The tables and chairs around him disintegrated into dust as if melting. Even one of the surrounding Family members, due to being too close, screamed and vanished without a trace.

As for the three kneeling on the ground, they retreated the fastest. However, apart from the indifferent youth, the other two had expressions of horror on their faces.

Everyone in the main hall knew that the Old Ancestor was enraged.

After killing over nine hundred people, the Old Ancestor's gaze had only been gloomy, not completely enraged. But now, for some reason, upon seeing the person in this painting, he couldn't control the spiritual power within his body.

Teng Huayuan stared intently at the person in the painting, his eyes revealing a deeply hidden fear. He recognized at a glance that the person in the image was precisely Wang Lin from back then!

However, he had personally witnessed Wang Lin's death back then. Therefore, upon seeing Wang Lin's painting, his mind was greatly shaken, which caused his spiritual power to leak out.

Even now, Teng Huayuan still remembered the terrifying gaze Wang Lin had just before his death, a gaze that had haunted him for four hundred years.

"He's back…" Teng Huayuan murmured.

At this time, everyone in the hall secretly guessed who this person was. The Old Ancestor clearly knew him and had a very deep connection, otherwise, his spiritual power wouldn't have leaked out.

However, most of the people in this hall were descendants. They didn't know about the events of four hundred years ago. In fact, although many people knew about this matter, very few talked about it, as it was not a glorious thing for a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator to exterminate an entire Mortal Family.

Teng Huayuan raised his head with a sinister gaze, about to speak, when suddenly, a middle-aged man quickly entered from outside the hall. This person's appearance bore some resemblance to Teng Huayuan, but his face was now filled with shock. After entering the hall, he immediately knelt on the ground and said with panic in his voice, "Old Ancestor, this… we can't get out…"

Teng Huayuan frowned and shouted, "What are you panicking about? Tell me, what can't you get out of?"

The middle-aged man swallowed, took a deep breath, and quickly said, "A few days ago, there were rumors among the Family members that beyond ten thousand li of Teng Family City, there seemed to be a layer of light barrier preventing passage. This Junior didn't pay attention at first, but today, when I went out to run an errand, I found that it was indeed as rumored: beyond ten thousand li, one truly cannot take half a step out."

At these words, the hall fell silent. Teng Huayuan's eyes flashed. He glanced at the middle-aged man, and without another word, walked out of the ancestral home. As he left the hall, his body moved, instantly disappearing from his original spot. When he reappeared, he was already a hundred li away. He didn't stop, speeding away.

Upon reaching ten thousand li away, Teng Huayuan's speed did not decrease, and he slammed into it. Immediately, a red light barrier appeared instantly. Teng Huayuan's body crashed into it, causing ripples to emerge, but this light barrier was extremely resilient. Although it was stretched very far by Teng Huayuan, it ultimately bounced back fiercely.

Teng Huayuan's expression grew even gloomier. He patted his Storage Pouch, took out several powerful Magic Treasures, and after testing them one by one, he was finally shocked to find that the light barrier remained completely still.

A trace of anxiety, which he hadn't felt for a long time, involuntarily arose in Teng Huayuan's heart. He immediately thought that this light barrier Restriction must have been set up by Wang Lin with someone's help. His purpose was clearly to restrict everyone in Teng Family City from leaving, forcing them to watch him continuously slaughter his Family members.

Furthermore, there was another purpose: to use continuous slaughter to make many Teng Family Disciples rush back to Teng Family City from various parts of the State of Zhao. Once all the Teng Family members returned to Teng Family City, that would be the day the opponent attacked.

Teng Huayuan simply didn't believe that this Restriction was set up by Wang Lin himself. In his opinion, even if Wang Lin was truly not dead, he merely had another Opportunity. His cultivation at this time would at most be Core Formation Late Stage, or even, thinking bigger, Nascent Soul Early Stage.

With Teng Huayuan's Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivation, he didn't pay any mind to it. What he truly feared was the person who set up this Restriction. This person's cultivation must be unfathomable. According to Teng Huayuan's analysis, this person was very likely a Soul Transformation Stage Cultivator.

This was his true worry. However, after a moment of contemplation, Teng Huayuan secretly mused that he didn't know what relationship the Senior who set up the Restriction had with Wang Lin. If the relationship wasn't very deep, then this matter might not have unbearable consequences.

Teng Huayuan had never considered the possibility that this Restriction was set up by Wang Lin.

He was silent for a moment, then turned and left with a gloomy expression. After hastily returning to Teng Family City, he spared no Spirit Stones and immediately activated all the Formations in Teng Family City.

Afterward, he immediately entered seclusion, keeping himself in a Peak state, ready for battle at any time.

Four days of slaughter, nearly a thousand deaths, for Wang Lin, was merely one step on the path of revenge. Compared to the tens of thousands of people in the entire Teng Family Bloodline, this number was only a small fraction.

Wang Lin was on top of the Mosquito Beast. Behind him, nearly a thousand corpses spread out, almost reaching several hundred zhang in size. When the blazing sun was overhead, as he flew, a large shadow was cast on the ground.

His gaze was still cold, like a block of ancient ice difficult to melt. Wang Lin's next target was the Joyful Union Sect!

The Joyful Union Sect had now become the number one Demonic Path School, with many experts and thousands of Disciples. The number of Teng Family descendants in this sect was also considerable, reaching four hundred and eighty-one.

These people might not all be Disciples of the Joyful Union Sect, but at this moment, they were within the Joyful Union Sect.

Recently, Wang Lin had killed over three hundred people in the Silent Sect. These were all Qi Condensation Disciples. Through interrogation, Wang Lin had learned that those people were excellent Disciples of the Teng Family, and they were in the Silent Sect for a trial.

Now, it was likely that the Teng Family members within the Joyful Union Sect were also there for a trial.

A cruel smile appeared on Wang Lin's lips as he slowly flew towards the Joyful Union Sect.

But just then, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked towards the east. In the distance, a five-colored flower carriage slowly drifted over, attended by young men and women on either side.

"Immortal Ji Mo is traveling, all idle persons make way immediately!" From afar, strains of music drifted over.

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