Chapter 504 The Green Ox Ancestor harbors murderous intent towards Lin Che

Panic spread like a plague, and the disciples fell into disarray, some even starting to pack their belongings, wanting to flee the Great Soul Sect.

Great Soul Sect Main Peak, within the Discussion Hall.

Several cultivators dressed in elder robes were seated together, discussing internal sect affairs.

They were all core members of the Great Soul Sect, with the lowest cultivation being Early-stage Empty Tribulation Realm. Among them, Elder Yan Luan was an expert at Mid-stage Empty Tribulation Realm, her status in the sect second only to Old Ancestor Qing Niu and several Grand Elders.

“Everyone, other forces in Tianniu Continent have been making frequent moves recently. We need to strengthen our border defenses…” Before a white-haired elder could finish speaking, hurried footsteps echoed from outside the hall.

“Reporting to the elders! Something terrible has happened!” A disciple rushed in, his face pale with panic. “The mountain-protecting formation has been breached, a crack has appeared, and a terrifying aura of slaughter has swept through the entire sect, causing heavy casualties among the disciples!”

“What?!”

The elders in the Discussion Hall instantly stood up, their faces filled with disbelief.

Yan Luan slammed her hand on the stone table, which instantly shattered. She roared, “How dare they! Who dares to cause trouble in my Great Soul Sect? Where are the patrolling elders? Tell them to immediately lead people to suppress this!”

“It’s not an outsider…” The disciple stammered, “The aura of slaughter is coming from… from the cave abode of the cultivator Wang Teng, whom Old Ancestor Qing Niu arranged for!”

“Wang Teng?”

Yan Luan’s pupils suddenly contracted, the anger on her face instantly froze, replaced by deep shock.

She recalled the cultivator she had sent Fan Shanmeng to kill, and remembered the seemingly peaceful aura on his body when she first met him. A tempest instantly surged in her heart.

“How could it be him? He’s only an Early-stage Empty Tribulation Realm cultivator, how could he possess such a terrifying aura of slaughter?”

The other elders also erupted in an uproar.

“The cultivator brought by Elder Lü Wenran? I remember he only entered the mountain gate yesterday. How could he suddenly unleash such power?”

“I’ve already sensed that aura of slaughter; it’s terrifyingly pure, definitely not ordinary killing intent. It’s more like the legendary God of Slaughter Origin (Source/Essence)!”

“God of Slaughter Origin (Source/Essence)? That’s a source of power that only those peerless ruthless cultivators who slaughtered billions of living beings in ancient times could possibly condense!”

A wizened Grand Elder slowly spoke, his voice carrying a hint of imperceptible tremor.

“This old man has lived for thirty thousand years and seen countless cultivators. Even Seven-Colored Immortal Venerable, the killing origin he condensed back then was not as pure. This child… is no ordinary being!”

Yan Luan’s face alternated between green and white, her hands clenched tightly, knuckles turning white. She recalled her disdain for Lin Che, and the plan she had Fan Shanmeng execute. A strong sense of unease rose in her heart.

If Lin Che truly possessed such terrifying power, then Fan Shanmeng’s actions would undoubtedly be suicidal, and she herself would likely be implicated.

“No, I must go and see immediately!”

Yan Luan abruptly turned and walked out of the hall. “If this child truly has such strength, allowing him to continue will surely become a major hidden danger for my Great Soul Sect!”

The other elders also followed suit, their figures transforming into streaks of light, rushing towards Lin Che’s cave abode.

At the same time, deep within Old Ancestor Qing Niu’s cave abode.

This place was completely different from other areas, with no trace of killing intent intruding, as if isolated by an invisible barrier.

The white-haired elder stood with his hands behind his back before a massive soul crystal window, gazing at the distant cave abode shrouded in killing intent. Complex light flickered in his cloudy eyes.

Old Ancestor Qing Niu could clearly sense the power of that God of Slaughter Origin (Source/Essence): pure, domineering, carrying a destructive ferocity, yet condensed as if substantial, with no wasted leakage.

Such control over origin power was extremely rare, even among the top cultivators of the Xiangang Continent.

“God of Slaughter Origin (Source/Essence)… and it was tempered later, condensed from mountains of corpses and seas of blood. It’s even more domineering and resilient than an origin comprehended innately…”

Old Ancestor Qing Niu murmured softly, his tone carrying a hint of awe. “This child’s experiences are probably even more arduous and perilous than I imagined. In such a harsh environment as the outer starry regions, he was able to temper such an origin. This level of perseverance and means is truly rare.”

He recalled when he first met Lin Che yesterday, the seemingly peaceful yet subtly sharp aura on his body, and the calm, unruffled eyes when he accepted the elder’s jade slip.

At the time, he had only considered Lin Che a cultivator with decent talent and a steady temperament, never expecting his foundation to be so profound.

“The gift in three days… I originally thought it was just giving him an opportunity. Now it seems I might have underestimated him.”

A complex smile appeared at the corner of Old Ancestor Qing Niu’s mouth. “If those divine abilities in the Soul Hiding Pavilion fall into his hands, they might unleash power far beyond expectations.”

Just then, Lin Che’s God of Slaughter Origin (Source/Essence) aura surged again. The blood-patterned longsword in the hand of the God of Slaughter True Body trembled slightly, emitting an even more terrifying pressure.

The entire mountain range of the Great Soul Sect began to tremble slightly. Countless birds and beasts fled in panic, and the crack in the distant mountain-protecting formation widened again, its runes flickering ever more weakly.

The admiration on Old Ancestor Qing Niu’s face gradually faded, replaced by a profound killing intent.

At this moment, Old Ancestor Qing Niu’s eyes instantly turned icy, like ten-thousand-year-old cold ice. A faint Late-stage Void Tribulation pressure emanated from his body, opposing Lin Che’s killing intent from afar, yet distinctly separate and mutually non-interfering.

“This child’s potential is too terrifying…”

Old Ancestor Qing Niu’s fingertips caressed a black soul jade on the windowsill. His voice was low and cold, and he said indifferently, “God of Slaughter Origin (Source/Essence) is already heaven-defying. Coupled with his Nirvana Origin, if he is allowed to grow, even Seven-Colored Immortal Venerable might not be able to suppress him.”

He recalled the Great Soul Sect’s legacy, its past entrustment, and the overt and covert struggles between the major forces on the Xiangang Continent.

Lin Che was like a bomb that could explode in any direction. If he remained in the Great Soul Sect, he could bring catastrophic disaster to the sect at any time.

“To be able to condense such a God of Slaughter True Body at Early-stage Empty Tribulation Realm… when he breaks through to Mid-stage Empty Tribulation Realm, or even Late-stage Void Tribulation… by then, who will be able to control him?”

Old Ancestor Qing Niu’s gaze grew even colder, killing intent condensing around him as if substantial. “This child cannot be allowed to live.”

Old Ancestor Qing Niu slowly raised his right hand. A black soul seal appeared in his palm, containing terrifying soul dao power, enough to instantly obliterate a Mid-stage Empty Tribulation Realm cultivator.

With a slight wave of his hand, this soul seal could silently infiltrate Lin Che’s cave abode and launch an attack at the critical moment when he was condensing his Origin True Body, completely annihilating him.

However, just as the soul seal was about to leave his body, Old Ancestor Qing Niu suddenly stopped his movement. He looked at the increasingly solidified God of Slaughter True Body in the direction of Lin Che’s cave abode, a trace of hesitation flashing in his eyes.