Chapter 451: Crimson

Where there was Hong Die, there would surely be the figure of Qian Feng. Wang Lin's gaze flashed as he looked around. Qian Feng's cultivation was at the Middle Stage of Nascent Soul Transformation. With Wang Lin's Divine Sense, if the other party wanted to hide, it would be very difficult for him to detect them.

Wang Lin's eyes were calm as he cupped his hands toward Hong Die and said loudly, "Fellow Daoist Hong Die, it has been a long time!"

On a mountain Peak not far away, that red figure had a dense look of emptiness in her eyes. She took a deep look at Wang Lin, her figure flickered, and she flashed down from the mountain. In the blink of an eye, she appeared a hundred feet away from Wang Lin.

After approaching, the emptiness and confusion in Hong Die's eyes immediately entered Wang Lin's sight. Wang Lin's expression was ugly. Although he had long known about what had happened to Hong Die and had even sensed her presence during his battle with Qian Feng at the edge of the Vermilion Bird Continent,

today was the first time he had truly encountered her since their last decisive battle.

From within Hong Die's eyes, what Wang Lin saw was only dead silence.

Hong Die was still as beautiful as ever, but on her, Wang Lin could no longer see the figure of that spirited, heaven-defying, proud generation of talented women from back then.

The Hong Die of the past was a Prodigy of the Snow Domain Country, a talented figure who reached Soul Transformation in a hundred years. In her eyes, Wang Lin was like an ant. The entanglements between the two of them slowly expanded bit by bit, eventually leading to the day of their decisive battle.

Even so, in Wang Lin's heart, he still respected Hong Die. This kind of respect was an affirmation of an opponent.

At this moment, seeing his former opponent end up in such a state, Wang Lin could not help but sigh inwardly. The saying that things remain but people have changed was absolutely true.

Compared to the present, Wang Lin preferred to see the proud and stunning Hong Die of the past; a battle with such a Hong Die was the step toward the pursuit of the Peak of life.

Wang Lin sighed softly, putting away his inner emotions. His gaze was like lightning as he looked at Hong Die and said indifferently, "Qian Feng, come out!"

Hong Die stood there, looking up at the sky with empty eyes.

"Ceng Niu, I, Qian, have no time to tangle with you today. Since you have also found this place, then we will meet again on Spirit Mountain!" Qian Feng's voice came from the surrounding void.

Wang Lin turned his head sharply, looking toward a mountain range in the distance. He saw a black figure there like a gale; after appearing, it whistled away. Its target was precisely the Spirit Mountain at the very center of this place.

A cold glint flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and with a cold snort, his body flickered as he prepared to rush toward Spirit Mountain.

"Hong Die, didn't you want to fight Ceng Niu again back then? Today, I will give you this opportunity. Kill him!" Qian Feng's arrogant laughter came from afar, and his figure was like lightning, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Ceng Niu, you old friends are reunited, so you should reminisce before coming. Once I, Qian, extract the Life Soul, I will come to deal with you!"

The emptiness in Hong Die's eyes was swept away, replaced by a deep Battle Intent. Her body flickered, blocking Wang Lin's path. Without a word, she slapped her Storage Pouch with her right hand, and a red long sword immediately appeared in her hand.

At the same time, a monstrous Aura erupted from Hong Die. This Aura was not the least bit weaker than Wang Lin's, and there was a faint trace of immortal power lingering around her. Clearly, this woman's cultivation, even if it had not yet reached the Nascent Soul Transformation stage, was not far off.

"Ceng Niu!" A cold voice came from Hong Die's mouth as her gaze locked onto Wang Lin.

Wang Lin frowned slightly and glanced at her. He was not in a hurry to find Qian Feng. He had guessed that it was unlikely for a Spirit Mountain to appear here; after all, if it really were a Cultivation Star Crystal, there would definitely not be a Spirit Mountain.

But now, he had actually seen a Spirit Mountain. This matter was suspicious. Since Qian Feng wanted to scout the path, then let him go.

Hong Die's eyes flashed, and she swung the red long sword in her hand forward. The sword immediately left her hand, bringing with it a strong wind, transforming into a red lightning bolt that tore through the air, instantly descending toward the center of Wang Lin's brows with extreme speed.

Wang Lin retreated, his right hand wiping his Storage Pouch to take out the Restriction Banner. With a shake, countless Restrictions flew out from it, forming a protective barrier made of Restrictions in front of him.

The red lightning bolt immediately crashed into the layers of Restriction protection, and a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering rumbling sound immediately echoed crazily, spreading in all directions.

The earth kicked up dust and sand that filled the sky. In this sandstorm, a red light flashed, and Hong Die's figure sped out. She held a red ice block in her hand, though it was unknown when she had acquired it. This ice block emitted a bone-chilling cold, which immediately permeated the surroundings.

As Hong Die approached, suddenly, the Battle Intent in her eyes flickered, and a deep sorrow emanated from her eyes. As she rushed forward, her lips trembled slightly.

"Kill… me…"

A weak voice came softly from Hong Die's mouth, but immediately, the sorrow in her eyes was swept away, replaced by that deep Battle Intent!

With an Aura like a rainbow, she rushed toward Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's heart shook. He had heard Hong Die's voice, and his gaze toward her became complex.

Hong Die's consciousness had not been completely lost; there was still a trace hidden extremely, extremely deep.

Hong Die was proud. Her pride was passed down from her bones, passed down from her Soul. Her entire life was that of a proud rose.

That trace of consciousness hidden deep within her would rather die than endure such a pathetic existence.

Wang Lin took a deep breath. Facing Hong Die, who was rushing toward him like a long rainbow, he extended his right hand and grabbed at the void. Immediately, strands of Restriction Qi whistled out from the Restriction Banner, emitting waves of Restriction light as they condensed in his hand.

A huge black Long Spear, about three zhang long, exuding strands of black Qi, took shape in his hand.

Holding the Long Spear in one hand, Wang Lin's gaze was like lightning as he looked at Hong Die. His body moved, transforming into an afterimage, and he thrust the spear out.

Under this spear thrust, it brought with it bursts of whistling sounds that tore through the air, sounding like ghosts crying and wolves howling, emanating from the tip of the spear and spreading several miles away.

The ice block in Hong Die's hand was suddenly pressed against the center of her brows. Immediately, a red light flashed from her brow, and layers of thin red ice, visible to the naked eye, immediately spread from her brow, instantly wrapping around her entire body, forming a suit of red Armor!

This Armor was entirely red and emitted waves of icy cold air. Under its reflection, Hong Die's stunning beauty was even more apparent. At this moment, she was like a War Immortal from the Immortal Realm. As red light flickered on the Armor, a black whip suddenly appeared in her hand.

The Kunji Whip! This whip was given to her by Qian Feng for her to use against Wang Lin.

A strange light appeared in Hong Die's eyes. She flicked the whip with her right hand, and sounds of popping could be heard wherever the whip passed. Immediately after, the whip, like a Dragon, whistled out, following Hong Die's figure as it flashed toward Wang Lin like lightning.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed. The spear moved with his body. While thrusting the spear, he retreated, formed Hand Seals with both hands, and whispered. Immediately after, a strange wind containing immortal power appeared, whistling past and following the Long Spear as it pursued forward.

The Kunji Whip and the Long Spear suddenly collided.

"Boom!"

As if the heavens were collapsing and the earth splitting, a fierce shockwave spread in all directions as the whip and spear crossed. Wang Lin's figure stood like a pine tree, unmoving. The dust and sand that were spreading like angry waves, the moment they rushed toward him, were swept up by the whistling strange wind and rolled back with an even more violent impact, rushing toward Hong Die.

This scene was as fast as lightning. After the Kunji Whip in Hong Die's hand collided with the Long Spear, it immediately left her hand, transforming into a black lightning bolt. With a sudden flick, it pierced through the rolling strange wind and shockwaves, lashing out toward Wang Lin.

With a snap, Wang Lin's figure retreated rapidly, moving directly a hundred feet away. His eyes flickered with a strange light as he said softly, "The Kunji Whip!"

He had once obtained this whip, but in the end, he had been forced to hand it over. Now that he saw it again, he was determined to obtain it!

Looking back at Hong Die, amidst the rolling strange wind and shockwaves, her body retreated involuntarily. The red Armor on her body immediately emitted waves of extremely cold Aura. These Auras spread crazily forward. Hearing a series of clicking sounds from the void, strange-shaped ice sculptures, like sharp spikes, immediately condensed and formed in mid-air.

This cold air actually froze the wind and shockwaves, turning them from intangible to tangible!

Wang Lin stared at the Armor, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Hong Die raised her right hand and tapped on the ice sculpture in front of her. Immediately, amidst the clicking sounds, cracks appeared on the surface of all the ice sculptures, and the fissures spread crazily. In the blink of an eye, there was no longer any smooth spot on the ice sculptures. With a bang, the ice sculptures shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.

"Kill… me…" A look of struggle appeared in Hong Die's eyes, and her face showed deep pain.

At this moment, around her body, the Kunji Whip slithered like a Dragon, and the red Armor on her body emitted waves of cold light.

Wang Lin looked at Hong Die and nodded silently. He touched his Storage Pouch with his right hand, and a huge Battle Axe immediately appeared in his hand. The moment the Battle Axe appeared, the sky suddenly darkened, and all the light condensed onto the Battle Axe.

Strands of purple lightning flowed on the Battle Axe, traveling along Wang Lin's arm and circulating through his entire body. Waves of crackling sounds immediately came from within Wang Lin's body.

At this moment, a Battle Intent like never before condensed in Wang Lin's heart.

This Battle Axe was summoned by the Giant Demon Race Old Ancestor before he died. It was the weapon of the Giant Demon Race ancestor under the Corpse Yin Sect of the State of Zhao. After Wang Lin obtained it, he had originally intended to use it for his original body. Now that the Immortal Sword had lost its sword Soul and could not unleash its Divine Ability, and he did not want to use the Soul Banner, at this moment, only this Battle Axe was the most suitable weapon!

Hong Die looked at Wang Lin, her delicate lips slightly parted. A red light flew out from her mouth, immediately growing in the wind, transforming into a crystal-clear red rose that floated in front of her.

This red rose bloomed instantly. As it blossomed, a wisp of red smoke drifted from its stamen, within which the figure of Hong Die was vaguely revealed.

This figure had a dense air of pride between her brows, exactly the same as the Hong Die in Wang Lin's mind from the past.

"Ceng Niu, make your move!" The phantom of Hong Die in the smoke strands gazed at Wang Lin, her eyes revealing pride.