Chapter 94

The man was startled, then shook his head with a wry smile, clearly thinking Wang Lin was unwilling to speak the truth. He slapped his Storage Pouch, threw out a Token, turned around, and declared loudly, "The Misty Sect gives up its Outer Realm qualification. We will leave this place on the day the valley opens." After speaking, he led a team of Cultivators and quickly flew southwest, slowly disappearing from sight.

With someone taking the lead, the few other Schools that had lost their Tokens also stepped forward, explained the situation clearly, and opened all their Disciples' Storage Pouches to show they had no extra Tokens. Afterward, three Schools departed.

The Joyful Union Sect was the last School holding a Token. The leading female Disciple hesitated for a moment, did not hand it over, but instead looked toward the other School remaining here, Unfettered Valley.

The leader of Unfettered Valley was an old man nearing seventy. This old man's eyes flashed with brilliance, and his cultivation had already reached the False Core Realm. He only needed to enter seclusion for a few years, and he might have a chance at Core Formation.

He stared at Wang Lin and sneered, "Little brat, this old man thanks you for helping me gather all the Tokens. Leave the Tokens, and you can scram."

The leading Disciple of the Joyful Union Sect immediately relaxed her brows. After whispering a few words to those beside her, more than ten members of the Sect, both male and female, slowly retreated.

Wang Lin glanced at them, finally fixing his gaze on the arrogant old man. Without a word, he slapped his Storage Pouch, and immediately a Cyan Grain floated in mid-air.

The old man showed an expression of disdain. He believed that killing several people cleanly, as Wang Lin had just done, was something he could also achieve. In his view, Wang Lin must have been hiding his strength, but at most, he was only at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Late Stage. He believed his cultivation was equal to the opponent's, and coupled with the Heavenly Thunder Wind Fire Umbrella, one of Unfettered Valley's great Magic Treasures, he was sure to win.

Seeing the opponent produce an inconspicuous little light spot, the old man smiled contemptuously and shouted to his fellow Disciples behind him, "You all retreat. Watch how this old man eradicates this arrogant brat."

With that, he flipped his right hand, and immediately a three-inch small umbrella appeared spinning in his grasp. The small umbrella was adorned with numerous golden flame patterns, looking quite beautiful.

The other Disciples of Unfettered Valley immediately changed their expressions upon hearing the old man's words, especially when they saw the umbrella. They involuntarily retreated several steps, and some even backed up more than ten Zhang away before finally looking relieved.

Wang Lin moved, grabbed Li Shan, who was dumbfounded on the side, and rapidly retreated. As he retreated, he used the Gravity Spell with his right hand to control the Cyan Grain, sending it crashing toward the old man's location.

The old man showed disdain on his face. He slapped the small umbrella, and with a shua sound, the umbrella opened. A golden light shot out from inside the umbrella the moment it unfurled.

Suddenly, a strange wind appeared, swirling around the umbrella. Immediately after, the golden flames painted on the umbrella seemed to come alive, detaching themselves from the surface, instantly making the surroundings scorching hot.

At this moment, the Cyan Grain touched the outermost strange wind of the small umbrella, followed immediately by a sheet of golden flames surging forward, instantly enveloping the Cyan Grain.

Wang Lin's expression was normal, and his steps did not stop. In his heart, he silently chanted, "Explode!"

Within the strange wind and golden flames, a point of cyan light flared up, instantly dazzling all around. When the light reached its extreme brilliance, it burst with a peng sound, transforming into a deep blue circular ripple, which surged outward like a giant, raging tidal wave, frantically pushing away in all directions.

This scene was like ten thousand horses stampeding. In the blink of an eye, the giant, wave-like circular shockwave had spread over three hundred Zhang away.

Wind is inherently formless, but at this moment, under the power of the extreme realm, it shockingly solidified into pieces of blue crystal, falling from the sky. Following this were the golden flames. These golden flames were frozen before they even had a chance to extinguish. Looking closely, the golden fire within the blue crystals seemed to still be burning.

As for Unfettered Valley's Magic Treasure, the Heavenly Thunder Wind Fire Umbrella, it immediately remained half-open, covered by a layer of blue Ice Crystal.

The old man of Unfettered Valley with False Core cultivation didn't even have time to react. The look of triumph and disdain remained on his face, frozen into a statue by the blue-glowing Ice Crystal.

Behind him, the seventeen Disciples of Unfettered Valley, even the one who ran the farthest, could not escape this calamity, and all turned into crystal statues.

Within a radius of three hundred Zhang, there were no survivors. All living beings with breath were extinguished. This place became a forbidden zone of life.

Li Shan's mind was blank. He stared dumbfounded at the scene before him, his heart already shocked to the extreme. He opened his mouth but couldn't utter a single word for a long time, yet the look he directed toward Wang Lin became respectful.

The Joyful Union Sect retreated in time and avoided this disaster, but now, five hundred Zhang away, they were dumbfounded and dared not move an inch, because Wang Lin's icy gaze was fixed upon them.

The Disciples of Unfettered Valley had strangely turned into Ice Crystals right before their eyes. This scene was visually shocking. Looking at the dozen or so ice statues with various postures nearby, the leading female Disciple of the Joyful Union Sect, pale and bloodless, took out a qualification Token and carefully placed it on the ground. Wang Lin suddenly asked in a deep voice, "How many of these Tokens are there in total?"

The female Disciple's body trembled. Suppressing her fear, she stammered, "There are seven in total."

Wang Lin's expression was calm. He secretly calculated that including the Joyful Union Sect's Token, he now had four pieces, meaning he was short three pieces to complete the set.

Before he came to Jue Ming Valley, Ye Zizai had said that the qualification competition within Jue Ming Valley was about snatching the opponent's Tokens. Analyzing this, coupled with Situ Nan's brief introduction on how to enter the Outer Realm Battlefield when he previously woke up, Wang Lin vaguely had the answer. He glanced at the female Disciple and suddenly said:

"How many qualifications are there to enter the Outer Realm Battlefield?"

The woman was startled and hesitated slightly, but seeing the cold light flash in Wang Lin's eyes, she immediately shivered and hurriedly replied, "Three, there are only three spots." After speaking, she worried that her explanation was insufficient and might provoke his killing intent, so she quickly added, "There are seven Tokens in total, but when the passage to the Outer Realm Battlefield opens, if more than three Tokens have not been destroyed, the State of Zhao's qualification to enter the Outer Realm Battlefield will be revoked."

Wang Lin looked at the other party. The female Disciple's heart immediately pounded with fear, and she urgently said, "Fellow Daoist, I… I know the whereabouts of one of the remaining three Tokens. If you spare me, I will tell you everything truthfully."