Chapter 309: Ceng Niu, How Dare You Kill Me!

A robe of white.

Whiter than snow.

A strand of dark hair.

Like a curtain.

A hint of fragrance, intoxicating the heart.

The moment this female corpse appeared, even the Grand Elder of the Corpse Yin Sect couldn't help but stare deeply; the mocking words he was about to say were completely gone, replaced only by amazement.

Hong Die was beautiful, but compared to this female corpse, she was truly insignificant.

Wang Lin, standing far away, only glanced over, but couldn't help his heart trembling. It was as if an endless demonic power was drawing him in, causing him to actually harbor the thought of stealing the corpse.

However, his resolve was exceptionally firm. The moment the thought arose, he forcibly crushed it, but cold sweat drenched his body.

"How terrifying!"

He took a deep breath and swept his gaze around, seeing that Chi Hu was actually no longer meditating. Instead, he had stood up and was walking blankly toward the female corpse. However, after walking several zhang, a look of struggle appeared on his face, and he suddenly recovered, his expression horrified.

Even Hong Die showed a trace of confusion in her eyes, but being female, her gaze immediately cleared.

Wang Lin's gaze flickered, locking onto Hong Die.

"Before this woman died, she must have been known throughout the Immortal Realm. Even this old man couldn't help but feel moved." The old man from the Corpse Yin Sect withdrew his gaze.

"Ting'er…" Zhou Yi's eyes showed infatuation, and his Primordial Spirit rushed forward. The old man from the Corpse Yin Sect let out a soft snort, formed hand seals, and then fiercely slapped his chest, immediately spitting out a stream of purple Qi.

This purple Qi transformed into chains, like the chains of a celestial prison, locking down Zhou Yi's Primordial Spirit.

"Zhou Yi, I used a heavy treasure of the Corpse Yin Sect specifically for locking down Primordial Spirits as the price to exchange for this woman's corpse! It's impossible for you to break free!" The old man retreated. The young man behind him, who looked quite similar to him, immediately tossed the corpse. After the old man caught it, the young man's body turned into a streak of black light, drilled into the center of the old man's brow, and vanished.

The old man continuously retreated, returning to the top of the coffin in the blink of an eye. Holding the female corpse in his arms, he sped toward the sky.

"No!!!" Zhou Yi's eyes were completely bloodshot, and he roared loudly.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

He slammed frantically against the chains. With every impact, the chains flashed purple light, and Zhou Yi's Primordial Spirit would tremble. Yet, he seemed completely unaware, like a trapped beast that had lost its beloved, striking wildly.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Following the impacts, the surrounding sky once again showed signs of collapse, and cracks appeared in the ground.

Zhou Yi's eyes were crimson, revealing a terrifying gaze filled with hatred capable of reaching the heavens! Within this hatred was a trace of madness—madness born of obsession, frenzy born of obsession!

"Give Ting'er back to me!"

"What a lunatic! Zhou Yi, if you return to your Physical Body now, your Physical Body can still be saved. If you delay any longer, your Physical Body will be lost, and in this Immortal Realm, you will only die!" Seeing Zhou Yi's bloodshot gaze, the old man from the Corpse Yin Sect couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart. He sped up, rushing toward the entrance high above.

Just as the man was about to fly into the exit and leave, Zhou Yi's eyes looked as if they were dripping blood. In his heart, he had forgotten everything. Between heaven and earth, all that remained in his sight was the corpse constantly moving away from him—his Ting'er!

Scene after scene of his time with Ting'er flooded his mind. Losing Ting'er… The Primordial Spirit body inherently has no heart, but at this moment, he felt heartache. This pain came from his Soul, from his Primordial Spirit.

The pain was too intense, too intense… "No!!! Ting'er!!!" Zhou Yi's body suddenly burst into flames. With a crash, it actually collapsed, transforming into countless burning bright crystals that shot out through the gaps in the chains,

"Burning your Primordial Spirit, you… you lunatic!!!" The old man's expression changed dramatically. Burning one's Primordial Spirit was a guaranteed path to death, yet Zhou Yi was willing to perish for a corpse!

By burning his Middle Stage Nascent Soul Transformation Primordial Spirit, Zhou Yi instantly gained strength infinitely close to the Late Stage Nascent Soul Transformation. The moment his Primordial Spirit re-condensed, he immediately rushed out.

Like a man of fire, he caught up to the old man, who had already reached the edge of the cave entrance, almost instantly.

"Give Ting'er back to me!" Each word was filled with supreme emotion. Zhou Yi did not use any Spell, but instead slammed his Primordial Spirit body directly into the old man.

But the more he did this, the more terrifying it became. While all Spells and Divine Abilities had methods of counteraction, this collision by a near-physical Primordial Spirit, equivalent to the Late Stage Nascent Soul Transformation, could only be described as terrifying in the eyes of the old man from the Corpse Yin Sect.

"Crack! Crack!" "Crack! Crack!"

Large numbers of cracks appeared in the surrounding sky, the ground collapsed everywhere, and this fragment realm began to disintegrate.

Chi Hu looked distressed. Without a word, he leaped up and sped toward the exit.

Hong Die followed closely behind, rushing toward the entrance.

The old man's expression changed drastically. Without hesitation, he tapped the center of his brow. Immediately, his third soul, the young man, flew out, blocking the path.

However, the moment this third soul appeared, it was struck by Zhou Yi with a boom, resulting in its Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

"Give Ting'er back to me!!!" The flames on Zhou Yi burned even more fiercely. His eyes were filled with madness, his face ferocious, like a man-eating Vicious Beast.

"Lunatic!" The scalp of the old man from the Corpse Yin Sect tingled. He threw the female corpse in his hands downward. He was unwilling to lose his life here for the sake of a female corpse.

Zhou Yi embraced the female corpse, his eyes showing deep affection, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Ting'er, no one can take you away, no one…"

The collapse of the surrounding ground and sky grew increasingly violent. The cracks in the sky immediately multiplied.

Wang Lin had locked onto Hong Die long ago. At this moment, his gaze flashed. "Now is the time!"

Wang Lin's body turned into a streak of lightning and rushed toward Hong Die. Chi Hu saw this scene and opened his mouth, but said nothing. At this moment, escaping was paramount.

Wang Lin's speed was extremely fast; in the blink of an eye, he was less than thirty zhang away from Hong Die.

Hong Die's expression immediately changed drastically. Although her cultivation had somewhat recovered, she had suffered severe losses of Magic Treasures and still had internal injuries. Her cultivation was no longer maintained at the Late Stage Soul Transformation; it had fallen immensely, marking the lowest point in her life. She couldn't help but shout sternly, "Ceng Niu, if you kill me, the Vermilion Bird Country will not spare you!"

"Haha, Hong Die, that threat doesn't sound like it came from the mouth of a Heaven's Proud Daughter." Wang Lin laughed, patted his Storage Pouch, and the Restriction Banner appeared in his hand. With a shake, the Restriction Qi immediately burst forth, circling his body like ferocious Dragons.

"Condense!"

Following Wang Lin's shout, the Restriction Qi violently merged together. The black Restriction Qi Long Spear formed once more, grasped by Wang Lin as he strode toward Hong Die!

"Hong Die, didn't you want to fight me!" At this moment, Wang Lin resembled a Heavenly God, thrusting the long spear forward.

"Tear!"

Under the force of the spear thrust, a large gap was immediately torn open in the sky cracks.

"Whoosh!"

Wang Lin crossed the thirty zhang distance in a single leap. The Restriction Qi Long Spear aimed directly at Hong Die's head.

"Ceng Niu, are you crazy!! This place is collapsing! If you don't escape now, you'll never be able to!" Hong Die's expression changed drastically. She quickly pulled out a white Flying Sword from her Storage Pouch and hastily put it up to defend herself.

She couldn't dodge, couldn't instantly teleport, and dared not fail to defend. Behind her were cracks, beside her were cracks; spatial cracks surrounded her on all sides. Once she fell into one, without a Star Compass and without the courage to burn her Primordial Spirit, death was certain.

"Clang!"

The white Flying Sword shattered, its fragments disintegrating and scattering in all directions, vanishing into the countless cracks. Wang Lin's long spear also immediately shrank significantly, but its momentum became even fiercer.

"My life or death is none of your concern! It won't be too late to leave after I kill you!" Wang Lin laughed heartily, but his body slightly trembled. Hong Die's Heartless Concept violently descended upon him.

This Concept was very strong. Wang Lin could not stop it, but he could resist it for a few breaths. Within those few breaths, as long as he killed Hong Die, the Concept would naturally collapse.

Wang Lin was determined to kill Hong Die; her repeated attempts to kill him would surely cause future trouble.

Hong Die gritted her teeth. The moment the Restriction Qi Long Spear stabbed forward like lightning, she raised her right hand, using the White Jade Bracelet on her wrist to block the spear tip.

"Clang!"

Wang Lin's long spear collapsed again, turning into countless streams of Restriction Qi, but it could not re-condense. A powerful Concept surged forth, landing on Wang Lin, causing his consciousness to become momentarily chaotic.

However, Wang Lin's resolve was exceptionally firm. Although his Aptitude was ordinary, his mental fortitude was far from common even across the entire Vermilion Bird Star!

As early as his childhood, when he had no Spells, this resolve had already moved people during the Heng Yue School mountain climbing test. Not to mention now, after over four hundred Years of countless trials and experiences, his determination was rock-solid!

Although the Concept was upon him, Wang Lin's body did not pause at all. He flipped his right hand, and nine wooden carvings appeared before him.

"Years!"

The nine wooden carvings shook and transformed into nine identical puppets. Several blood Meridians circulated within each one, and a trace of the Concept of Years suddenly descended from the sky.

Hong Die used the White Jade Bracelet to block the long spear, but her body was violently thrown backward. Her body trembled, and she spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

The surrounding world collapsed massively, and in some places, the engulfment of nothingness had already appeared.

"Ceng Niu!!! I am a Core Disciple of the Vermilion Bird Country! If you kill me, you will die a miserable death!" Hong Die was scared. This time, she was truly terrified!

Almost immediately after she retreated, the Concept of Years spread out from the nine statues. Her expression changed again, and she cried out in alarm, "Concept of Years!"

This Concept of Years originated from Qing Song of the Four Sects Alliance. This person is at the Middle Stage Soul Transformation, and his Concept already possesses efficacy.

Wang Lin used his right index and middle fingers like sharp blades, carving forward as if sculpting wood.

Under the Concept of Years, Hong Die's body involuntarily slowed down slightly. If she hadn't been injured, she would have completely disregarded this Concept of Years, but now, it had become a chain locking down her life!

Hatred flashed in Hong Die's eyes. Without hesitation, she raised her right hand and uttered several strange incantations.

Immediately, the White Jade Bracelet emitted a blinding light. Under this light, the Concept of Years instantly collapsed, and Wang Lin's fingers immediately felt bursts of sharp pain.

This feeling was exactly like when he had touched that Immortal Sword back then.