Chapter 330 : The Mystic Yin Divine Sect Takes the Blame
Chapter 330: The Mystic Yin Divine Sect Takes the Blame
“Lin! Our Red Fire Sect’s Nascent Soul Ancestor will not let you go!”
Inside the formation, the middle-aged man of the Red Fire Sect had bloodshot eyes. In his arms, the middle-aged woman’s face was pale; blood spread from her abdomen, and her Golden Core had already been gouged out.
“Husband, quick… run. I shouldn’t have…”
“Too late!”
In the next moment, the middle-aged man of the Red Fire Sect widened his eyes. A sharp horn had already pierced through his chest.
“Moo!”
With a furious roar, the Azure-Horned Ox violently tossed its head, directly flinging the male cultivator into the air.
At the same time, a flash of golden light streaked through the sky. The Wind-Chirp Bird, a vicious aerial predator, brutally tore the man apart and swallowed his Golden Core in a single bite.
“No!”
The middle-aged woman watched helplessly as her husband’s body was completely destroyed. But in the next instant, the Azure-Horned Ox’s massive hoof stomped down.
Ice shards scattered everywhere, and she was crushed into a pulp.
The Five Elements Maze Formation had already been broken; now the battlefield had once again appeared within the Ice Formation.
“The fourth!”
Hidden within the constantly shifting Five Elements Maze Formation, a cold voice echoed from all directions.
Three streaks of light flashed—it was Lin Chang’an’s three external incarnations, each possessing early Core Formation cultivation.
“My mana consumption is considerable, and this formation is already at the end of its strength.”
Having consecutively slain one late third-rank great demon and four Core Formation cultivators, even Lin Chang’an was slightly out of breath.
Even with the powerful recovery of the Regenerative Body, his mana had still been consumed by more than half.
Looking at the formation that was on the verge of collapse, Lin Chang’an sighed inwardly. This formation could no longer support killing the final late Core Formation cultivator.
“Now!”
Suddenly, with a furious roar, the barrier of the Ice Formation began to crack.
As the formation shattered—
The sea surface appeared once the clouds and mist dispersed, revealing the true scene within.
Of the five robber cultivators, only the strongest late Core Formation burly cultivator remained.
He now held three third-rank Restriction-breaking Talismans in his hand that had already lost their spiritual light. Seeing the destruction scattered across the floating ice on the sea and the lingering bloodstains, he then looked again.
Lin Chang’an stood behind the Azure-Horned Ox, breathing heavily and looking extremely disheveled.
Clearly, he had also consumed a tremendous amount of mana.
“Good! Good! Good! As expected of a third-rank Formation Grandmaster—to force me into such a situation.”
Lin Chang’an raised his head, looking at the final hidden opponent, and sneered coldly.
“Fellow Daoist truly made a good calculation, using four people to buy time to break the formation.”
This man had been searching for the formation core all along before finally using the Restriction-breaking Talismans to destroy the formation.
In this battle, Lin Chang’an had directly scrapped two sets of third-rank grand formations—his losses were also enormous.
As the formation was broken, the man cautiously flew high into the air. After observing the situation, a trace of relief from surviving the disaster appeared on his face.
“Fellow Daoist, I admit that I should not have easily provoked a formation master. But you killed my spirit pet. You will repay that debt with your life…”
Before he finished speaking, the Azure-Horned Ox erupted with a loud bellow.
In the next instant, Lin Chang’an did not hesitate—he turned into a streak of light and fled with the Azure-Horned Ox.
“Trying to run? Impossible!”
Seeing Lin Chang’an fleeing, the man roared angrily and immediately gave chase.
As for traps—formations were not so easily arranged.
Moreover, four people from his side had died, and even his late third-rank spirit pet had been killed. His heart was bleeding with rage.
That had been his strongest reliance.
After losing the giant turtle, he could not even imagine how many enemies would come seeking revenge in the future.
“Fellow Daoist, do you truly intend to fight to mutual destruction with me?!”
Lin Chang’an shouted angrily, appearing greatly exhausted. Yet while fleeing, his mind constantly calculated how to successfully kill this man.
He no longer had any spare formations on him. Defeating a late Core Formation cultivator was easy—killing one was still somewhat difficult.
“Mutual destruction? Fellow Daoist must be joking. The fish may die, but the net will not necessarily break!”
The man pursuing him was full of fury. Seeing that Lin Chang’an had consumed so much mana, how could he miss this opportunity?
Yet during the chase, Lin Chang’an’s injuries visibly began to recover.
His miserable appearance was merely a disguise.
“The greatest strength of the Regenerative Body lies in endurance battles.”
As Lin Chang’an sped through the air, he glanced back at the figure relentlessly chasing him—from the Ghost Domain all the way to the Fog Sea of Tongtian—and could not help but curl his lips into a cold smile.
“An endurance battle. Let’s see who runs out first.”
A high-grade Spirit Stone appeared in his hand.
The terrifying aspect of the Regenerative Body was not only its recovery speed, but also its rapid absorption and conversion speed.
Ordinary cultivators needed to meditate in order to recover mana with Spirit Stones.
Trying to recover mana while fleeing like this would normally be extremely slow.
But in Lin Chang’an’s palm, the spiritual energy of the high-grade Spirit Stone was being rapidly devoured at a visible rate.
……
One chased while the other fled.
This pursuit lasted two full days and three nights, as they penetrated deep into the Fog Sea of Tongtian.
“Almost! His mana can’t last much longer!”
After two days of pursuit, although Lin Chang’an’s speed had not slowed much, the instability of his escape light clearly revealed he was at the end of his strength.
The burly late Core Formation cultivator chasing behind him could not help but reveal a joyful expression.
“Good! If you have the guts, come!”
Lin Chang’an’s voice came from ahead, hoarse and filled with a hint of madness.
“Sinister Spirit!”
The Fog Sea of Tongtian was vast. During these two days of pursuit, Lin Chang’an had constantly attempted to shake him off.
Ahead on an island appeared the aura of a Sinister Spirit Beast King.
The burly cultivator chasing behind grinned viciously.
His earlier caution relaxed instead.
Sure enough, the opponent was at the end of his strength—trying to gamble by using the Sinister Spirit Beast King.
If it attacked him, Lin Chang’an would gain a chance to escape.
If it attacked Lin Chang’an, then Lin Chang’an would surely divert the disaster toward him. In the chaos, he might still find a slim chance to survive.
“Since you’ve come to deliver yourself to death, don’t blame this old man!”
Lin Chang’an’s escape light shot directly toward the barren island.
The Sinister Spirit Beast King on the island sensed something. Raising its head toward the flying cultivator, it let out a tiger-like roar.
“Roar!”
As the Sinister Spirit Beast King drew closer, Lin Chang’an looked back with a ferocious expression and shouted angrily:
“Fellow Daoist, if you have the guts, come fight!”
“Trying to use the Sinister Spirit Beast King to escape? Not happening!”
Seeing Lin Chang’an like this, the burly cultivator laughed savagely and raised his hand, sending the golden saber in his palm straight toward Lin Chang’an.
“Roar!”
The Sinister Spirit Beast King on the island leapt toward Lin Chang’an.
This made the burly cultivator even more delighted.
Now he absolutely could not give the opponent any chance.
Yet as the two-headed tiger-shaped Sinister Spirit Beast King pounced—
To the burly man’s astonishment, Lin Chang’an showed no intention of defending.
Before he could think further, a chilling sense of danger struck his back.
In the next instant, his soul suffered a devastating blow.
A sudden explosion of pain in his soul made him scream as he fell from the sky.
【Mystic Soul Spike】
His consciousness blurred. He vaguely saw that Lin Chang’an had actually turned around and launched sword gleams at him—completely ignoring the Sinister Spirit Beast King behind him with its blood-filled jaws open wide.
“Lin! Are you insane?!”
Reacting instantly, the burly man endured the pain and swung out a blade of light.
But before he could react further, he saw something he could not comprehend.
The Sinister Spirit Beast King did not attack Lin Chang’an.
Instead, it leapt forward and blocked his attack.
“How is that possible?!”
Under Lin Chang’an’s mocking smile, he formed a hand seal.
Instantly, a formation barrier appeared over the island.
“Roar!”
Now trapped inside the formation, the burly man’s eyes nearly split with rage.
“You despicable coward! You actually left an ambush formation here!”
Even racking his brain, he could not understand it.
If this had been premeditated, then back at the Five Dragon Island Sea Region border—even one more formation could have trapped him.
But if it wasn’t premeditated—
Then the Sinister Spirit Beast King and this formation barrier in the Fog Sea of Tongtian…
He simply could not understand.
“Moo!”
Lin Chang’an gave him no opportunity to think.
Patting his Storage Pouch, the Azure-Horned Ox and Wind-Chirp Bird appeared on the battlefield.
“Since Fellow Daoist insists on chasing me, then I shall send you on your way.”
Lin Chang’an did not waste words.
With the formation trapping the opponent, he raised his hand and conjured nine sword gleams.
A chaotic battle erupted instantly, giving the opponent no time to break the formation.
“A third-rank Sinister Spirit Beast King! A mutated spirit beast! And even a wild exotic species! Who exactly are you?!”
The burly man roared in fury.
At this moment, he no longer believed Lin Chang’an was an ordinary Core Formation cultivator.
Even the identity of “Five Dragon Island’s third-rank formation master Lin Chang’an” seemed fake.
Perhaps from the very beginning, the target had been him.
With such wealth and even soul-attacking techniques—how could he possibly be a rogue cultivator?
“Fellow Daoist, I have a great secret…”
Although he was a late Core Formation cultivator, he had consumed too much mana breaking the formation earlier and had barely recovered during the chase.
Now trapped inside the formation and facing attacks from three spirit beasts, he could barely defend himself.
Especially the Wind-Chirp Bird—its speed and terrifying flames filled him with fear.
“Fellow Daoist should go on your way.”
During the chaotic battle, Lin Chang’an seized the moment and shouted coldly.
Three external incarnations suddenly appeared around him, each summoning their life-bound magical artifact.
The Sun-Piercing Divine Sword flashed with spiritual light and turned into a streak of golden radiance.
The burly man roared and instantly released three layers of mana shields in front of him.
Meanwhile, his defensive magical artifact was used to block the Wind-Chirp Bird.
After all, in the battle so far, the Wind-Chirp Bird’s speed and its ability to suppress protective spiritual light made it the greater threat.
But unexpectedly—
The four Sun-Piercing Divine Swords attacking from all directions were wrapped in flames.
His mana shields were pierced with ease.
“Pfft!”
Blood sprayed everywhere.
The burly man stared in disbelief.
The four Sun-Piercing Divine Swords twisted past him, directly slicing his body in half.
His lower half was instantly devoured by the Wind-Chirp Bird.
“Excellent calculation.”
From beginning to end, Lin Chang’an remained in the distance, coldly watching everything.
“If I hadn’t been wary of your defensive magical artifact, my Sun-Piercing Divine Sword wouldn’t have remained hidden until now.”
The opponent possessed a fire-attribute defensive magical artifact—his greatest concern.
If the Sun-Piercing Divine Sword failed to kill in one strike, the opponent would have become vigilant.
……
Three days later.
Two spirit ships appeared near the border of the Five Dragon Island Sea Region.
“Fellow Daoist Lin truly deserves to be called a third-rank Formation Master. We have benefited greatly.”
On the spirit ship were two False Core cultivators and one early Core Formation cultivator, all speaking politely to Lin Chang’an.
Lin Chang’an smiled and waved his hand.
“You flatter me, fellow Daoists. Lin happened to be traveling from Sea Abyss City and discovered a wounded early third-rank demon beast along the way. I didn’t expect to encounter you.”
The four chatted happily.
The spirit ship belonged to the Seven Kingdoms Alliance, making them fellow countrymen.
Furthermore, the cargo was destined for Xuanyin Pavilion on Five Dragon Island, which was why Lin Chang’an had been allowed aboard.
Normally, unfamiliar cultivators were not permitted on spirit ships.
As the ship passed the battlefield from a few days earlier, waves surged across the sea and low-rank sea beasts swam below.
The others showed no reaction.
Lin Chang’an maintained a calm smile.
“The greatest advantage of the Beast Sea Abyss is that traces of battle are quickly devoured.”
Now, the sea surface showed no remaining traces of combat.
Even if fragments of formations existed, they had sunk to the seabed—and even if discovered, they would have nothing to do with him.
After all, he had left something behind on the ocean floor.
And he was merely an ordinary mid Core Formation sword cultivator who happened to know formations.
Could he really wipe out five Core Formation cultivators without injury?
“The only troublesome ones were the two from the Red Fire Sect. The others were easy.”
However, although the Red Fire Sect existed in isolation overseas, in recent years it had grown close to demonic forces, already causing dissatisfaction from Bihai Palace.
“Even if they release news in advance, what does it matter? I walked through here openly and peacefully. Who knows what happened to their people?”
Lin Chang’an sneered.
From fragments of memories left in the corpses, he had already learned the identities of the five.
“If there were no clues at all, that might cause trouble. But as long as someone investigates carefully, clues will eventually appear.”
As the spirit ship sailed past, Lin Chang’an’s spiritual sense swept the dark seabed.
Scattered battle remnants lay there.
Bright fragments of magical artifacts and traces of combat remained.
These items had been obtained years ago when he and Yun Yao attacked Blazing Fire Island.
He had never disposed of them.
Who would have thought they would come in handy today?
Though he had lost some treasures, he had created the perfect scapegoat.
“One is an ordinary formation master. The other is the Mystic Yin Divine Sect. Everyone knows who should be suspected.”
Five Core Formation cultivators had died—including a late Core Formation and two mid Core Formation cultivators.
Not even one had escaped.
It was obvious who would be blamed.
Lin Chang’an had created flawless evidence.
The spirit ship entered the Five Dragon Island Sea Region safely.
“This harvest was excellent—especially the magical artifacts of the Red Fire Sect couple and that late Core Formation cultivator.”
After chatting with the others, Lin Chang’an returned to his cabin and began counting his spoils.
Magical artifacts, Spirit Stones, mana-recovery pills, robbery materials—
And the three Divine Essence Fruits from the Red Fire Sect couple were still there.
But the most valuable harvest was naturally the materials from the late third-rank giant turtle demon.
Its demon core, blood essence, flesh, and shell were all top-grade materials.
“These magical artifacts must be melted down after returning.”
Lin Chang’an’s gaze fell on several magical artifacts.
Three were damaged but still high quality.
But if they circulated outside, they might leave clues.
“With my third-rank Artifact Refinement skills, these are perfect practice materials.”
“And most of the other materials can also be used. The rest shouldn’t be sold yet.”
“Especially the blood essence of the third-rank great demon—it’s enough to refine my body and break through to the third rank.”
After sorting everything, Lin Chang’an determined how the materials would be used.
The Sword Attendant needed to form her Core.
And his long-polished body refinement had also touched the breakthrough bottleneck during this battle.
……
Half a month later.
A Core Formation cultivator from the Red Fire Sect arrived in this sea region with an ugly expression.
“This is where their life aura disappeared.”
“Elder, we found these on the seabed.”
Several Foundation Establishment cultivators surfaced with items.
After seeing them, the Core Formation cultivator erupted in fury.
“Good! Good! So it was the Mystic Yin Divine Sect! No wonder five Core Formation cultivators died while that formation master Lin from Five Dragon Island was completely unharmed!”
His anger surged.
Perhaps someone had framed them.
But it definitely could not have been that Lin from Five Dragon Island.
A mid Core Formation cultivator—even backed by Bihai Palace and being a third-rank formation master—escaping from five opponents would already be impressive.
Let alone killing all five.
There was only one truth.
If it wasn’t the Mystic Yin Divine Sect—
Then it must at least be connected to them.
“Let’s go! Report this matter to the Ancestor!”
“Yes!”