Chapter 26 Opening

As the Formation grew brighter and brighter, eight people slowly walked out from inside.

Teng Huayuan's eyes showed a look of disappointment, and he then flipped his right hand, producing a small black banner.

Then he reached out and squeezed it viciously, causing a Soul within the Seal to instantly experience Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

Seeing the eight people who walked out, the Cultivators of the State of Zhao outside Jueming Valley immediately burst into a buzz of discussion.

"They've come out! Look quickly, nine times out of ten, the sect that comes out first has lost its qualification. I wonder which School it is this time."

"According to past conventions, the School that comes out first must be the one with the fewest people."

"They're out! I saw Zhou You, he is a Disciple of the Piaomiao Sect…"

At this very moment, the eight major Schools of both the Righteous and Demonic factions—

Except for the Jimie Sect, which did not obtain a token and thus did not participate because its Nascent Soul Stage expert had passed away,

the Nascent Soul patriarchs of the other seven Schools had all arrived here.

At this time, Piaomiao Sect's patriarch, Xinhai, wore a gloomy expression as he stared at the exit of Jueming Valley without saying a word.

At the exit, the eight people from the Piaomiao Sect walked out one by one with expressions of fear on their faces.

Xinhai forcibly suppressed his anger; he had indeed invested a huge fortune this time.

He had sent out twenty-five Disciples, but looking at it now, only eight had come out.

With a gloomy expression, he stared at the eight Disciples and asked in a deep voice, "Did your Senior Brother die?"

One of them knelt on the ground with a thump and said in a low voice,

"Patriarch, they are all dead. Aside from us, all the other Disciples are dead."

The remaining seven people also knelt down, the look of fear on their faces becoming even more intense.

Xinhai's expression sank like water, and he sneered,

"So many people have died, very good. Which School killed them?"

The Disciple who knelt on the ground first hesitated slightly.

At this moment, Xinhai waved his hand, and a light screen instantly covered the people of the Piaomiao Sect.

After blocking others from probing with their Divine Sense, Xinhai signaled the Disciple to speak.

That Disciple opened his mouth and rapidly transmitted a voice message, and after hearing it, Xinhai was stunned.

Cold light instantly flashed in his eyes, and he snorted coldly, saying,

"Stand behind me. I'd like to see just what kind of sacred person he truly is."

Finishing speaking, he waved his hand again, and the light screen instantly dissipated.

At this time, the Formation lit up once more.

Teng Huayuan clenched his fists and stared gloomily at the Formation.

He had made up his mind that as long as Wang Lin appeared,

he would immediately use that trace of connection from the curse to instantly teleport to his side.

After catching him, he would definitely make Wang Lin suffer all the tortures in the world.

The light of the Formation was dazzling as thirteen people walked out, but Wang Lin was not among them.

The gloomy expression on Teng Huayuan's face grew even denser, and he once again crushed a Soul on the Soul banner.

He sneered inwardly,

"Wang Lin, if you are truly cold-blooded enough to disregard the life or death of your family and resolutely refuse to come out,"

"then consider me, Teng Huayuan, to have underestimated you."

"However, searching the heavens above and Yellow Springs below, even if you run away this time,"

"once I reach the Nascent Soul Middle Stage and deepen the power of the curse, I will definitely find you."

The Cultivators outside the valley once again began to discuss.

"The competition for the Outer Realm Battlefield qualification tokens this time is too strange."

"According to past convention, the ones who come out first are always the most numerous, and the subsequent people become fewer and fewer."

"Yet why are there more people coming out second this time than the first?"

"Which School is it this time? Does anyone among you recognize them?"

"It's the Hehuan Sect!"

While everyone was discussing, the two Nascent Soul Stage experts of the Hehuan Sect, Chen Huan and Chen Yan,

immediately turned gloomy. The two looked at each other, sighed inwardly, and their complexions returned to normal.

The Hehuan Sect Disciples came before Chen Huan and Chen Yan.

The leading female Disciple, Wang Ying, rapidly threw out a sound-transmission Jade Slip.

Chen Huan frowned slightly, took it, placed it against his forehead, and probed with his Divine Sense.

His expression changed instantly, and he stared at Wang Ying, saying in a deep voice,

"Is this true?"

Wang Ying respectfully said, "Patriarch, this is what we saw with our own eyes."

The Disciples behind her obviously already knew the contents of the Jade Slip, and one by one they immediately nodded.

Chen Yan glanced at everyone, took the Jade Slip from Chen Huan's hands, and looked at it with concentrated focus.

After a long while, she sneered. With a pinch of her delicate hand, the Jade Slip instantly burst apart, turning into flying ash and dissipating.

Suddenly, from the place where the Righteous Path Schools were located, a gaze locked onto them.

Chen Huan and Chen Yan immediately turned their heads to look, and saw Xinhai looking at them and nodding.

Just now, when the Piaomiao Sect Disciples came out, Chen Huan and Chen Yan had also noticed Xinhai's actions,

but could not guess the reason. At this moment, after reading the Jade Slip, the two of them already understood clearly in their hearts.

Teng Huayuan frowned, glanced at Chen Huan, Chen Yan, and Xinhai a few times, and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

But he did not know where exactly the problem lay. He pondered for a moment and truly could not figure out any clues.

He snorted coldly in his heart and once again crushed a Soul on the small black flag.

At this time, not only Teng Huayuan, but basically the other Righteous and Demonic Schools had also noticed the abnormality.

Everyone had some doubts in their hearts, wondering what the Disciples of the Piaomiao Sect and the Hehuan Sect had actually said,

as to cause three Nascent Soul Stage experts to wear such gloomy expressions.

At this time, the Formation lit up once more.

Teng Huayuan's heart suddenly stirred, and he felt that trace of the curse's power approaching.

A bloodthirsty expression immediately appeared on his face.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at the Formation, waiting only for Wang Lin to appear so he could immediately teleport over.

The Formation flickered, and a person walked out!

Teng Huayuan was about to teleport, but suddenly paused in a daze, staring at that figure.

His anger flared up instantly; this person was simply not Wang Lin.

Instead, he was a Foundation Establishment Early Stage Disciple of the Wufeng Valley.

Teng Huayuan's expression was incomparably gloomy, and with his right hand, he crushed more than ten Souls in succession on the small black flag.

Only then did he withdraw his hand and fall silent.

As soon as that Disciple appeared, he hurriedly ran in front of Teng Huayuan and the Wufeng Valley Nascent Soul Cultivator.

He knelt on the ground with a thump, and said with a voice filled with fear,

"Patriarch, they are all dead. Senior Brother Wang Peng is also dead. I was far away, which is why I escaped by a hair…"

The Wufeng Valley Nascent Soul Cultivator stared at the Disciple, and suddenly slammed a palm onto his head, saying in a deep voice,

"Since they are all dead, you shouldn't live alone either."

The surroundings instantly fell into a dead silence, and right at this moment, the Formation lit up once more.

The number of people walking out this time was relatively large, and they came out one after another in succession.

Teng Huayuan glanced over and discovered they were Disciples of the Xuandao Sect, but still stared intently.

Suddenly, Teng Huayuan's expression stirred.

Killing intent surged on his face, his body moved, and he instantly disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was already beside the Xuandao Sect Disciples, and he roared with a grim smile,

"You've finally come out!"

Saying this, he grabbed out with a large hand toward the top of the head of a youth who had just walked out from inside the Formation.

A cold light flashed in the youth's eyes, and the moment Teng Huayuan grabbed over, his body instantly disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was already mid-air, and immediately following that, several exclamations suddenly rang out from the surroundings.

"It's him, he's the one who killed the Senior Brother."

"He robbed us of our tokens, Patriarch, it's him!"

"I also saw him kill everyone in the Wufeng Valley."

All the School Disciples who came out from inside the valley instantly grew excited one by one, shouting out one after another.

Inside the valley, they feared Wang Lin.

They had swallowed their anger and endured for these past three months, but now that their own elders were by their side, their courage instantly grew bold.

Teng Huayuan had not expected the other party to actually be able to teleport, and in his momentary astonishment, he was evaded by the other party.

But immediately following that, with a gruesome expression on his face, he roared madly,

"Wang Lin, let's see where you can run!"