I Can Travel between Two Worlds

Lin Chen squinted his eyes and looked at the distance, murmuring:

"This disturbance... is it a Core Formation Cultivator battling with magical techniques?"

"But why does this aura feel somewhat familiar?"

Lin Chen stroked his chin and glanced around; the nearest safe house was about a hundred miles away.

With a retreat in place, Lin Chen had nothing to worry about.

"In that case, let’s go check out the situation first..."

With a slight shift in his heart, Lin Chen transformed into escape light and headed toward the gathering thunder.

The closer he got to the battle site, the more the dark clouds thickened in the sky.

And the lightning became increasingly terrifying, striking down almost every few breaths...

Once Lin Chen approached, the aura became increasingly familiar.

"This aura is... Li Tianhan?"

Lin Chen’s face showed a strange expression.

More than a year ago, when he arrived at the front lines of the Purple Smoke Country, he happened to encounter Li Tianhan engaged with the Demon Path.

And now... he encountered him again!

"Could this be the fate the monk mentioned?"

"However, it seems this time, Taoist Friend Li’s situation is somewhat dire!"

Lin Chen stroked his chin, contemplating whether to lend Li Tianhan a helping hand.

As one of the top talents in the Qing State, Li Tianhan had already reached the Third Turn Golden Core cultivation before turning forty.

Coupled with his Super Grade Golden Core and mastery of the Demon-Suppressing Temple’s secret techniques, he developed the Demon-Suppressing Celestial Thunder Body.

He could summon celestial thunder to suppress his enemies, greatly restraining demonic cultivators.

Therefore, even an ordinary mid-core formation cultivator might not be a match for Li Tianhan...

But this time, Lin Chen sensed that Li Tianhan’s aura was extremely unstable.

Alternating between strong and weak, it was clear he was heavily injured and struggling against his foe.

"So, Taoist Friend Li’s opponent should be at the late Core Formation stage? It certainly couldn’t be a Nascent Soul Cultivator... If it were, he would likely already be dead."

Lin Chen roughly speculated.

Since it was a late Core Formation, it wouldn’t be too difficult.

With Lin Chen’s current combat power, facing an ordinary late Core Formation cultivator was almost crushing; even against a Ninth Turn Golden Core, he might not lose.

"Let’s take a look at the situation first... If I can’t handle it, I can always retreat..."

Lin Chen felt very confident in his heart, so he flew toward the flashing thunder and lightning.

When he reached within ten miles, Lin Chen used the Decaying Wood Technique, and his aura was concealed like a piece of rotten wood.

Over the years, Lin Chen had already cultivated the Decaying Wood Technique to perfection.

With full operation, even a Nascent Soul Cultivator might not easily detect him.

Lin Chen was quite confident in this, having invested heavily in life-preserving techniques and divine abilities.

With the Decaying Wood Technique in effect, Lin Chen slowly approached the center of the battle.

Ten miles, five miles...

Until he was only a hundred or two hundred yards from the battle site, Lin Chen stopped.

He hid behind a large tree.

From this position, Lin Chen clearly saw both sides of the battle.

"Li Tianhan and..."

"Ghost-Eyed Old Monster!"

Lin Chen raised an eyebrow; he truly hadn’t expected to encounter two old acquaintances at once.

"Ghost-Eyed Old Monster! Long time no see..."

A sinister smile appeared on Lin Chen’s face.

He was no longer the small Foundation Establishment cultivator who could do nothing when Jade Belt City was massacred...

He remembered at that time, during the massacre, he had to use Earth Escape Technique to dig tunnels for months to survive.

Ultimately, he survived, and encountered a turning point in his cultivation journey—

He entered the remains of the Golden Yuan Sect and cultivated the Three Turn Golden Yuan Skill.

"Back then, Ghost-Eyed Old Monster was an Eighth Turn Golden Core Cultivator, and he dissipated his cultivation to start anew in pursuit of the Three Turn Golden Yuan Skill..."

"So his cultivation now must be..."

Lin Chen scrutinized carefully, and with his Qi Observation Skill, he could not completely discern Ghost-Eyed Old Monster’s cultivation.

Presumably, it should be late Core Formation...

"Tsk tsk, in just a few years, he has rebuilt to the late Core Formation... It seems the advantage of resetting his cultivation is quite substantial."

"But it appears he is only a Seven-Turned Golden Core, not yet at the Eighth Turn Golden Core level."

Lin Chen thought to himself.

Although he had only rebuilt to a Seven-Turned Golden Core, the quality of Ghost-Eyed Old Monster’s Golden Core reached Ninth Grade.

Thus, his strength was likely more formidable than five years ago, possibly rivaling an average Ninth Turn Golden Core cultivator...

"Heh, if it were someone else, I might hesitate to intervene..."

"But Ghost-Eyed Old Monster deserves to die!"

With that thought, Lin Chen no longer hesitated, releasing his Divine Sense like a tidal wave.

Simultaneously, Lin Chen’s True Essence poured out, enveloping twenty-one flying swords, slashing straight toward Ghost-Eyed Old Monster on the battlefield.

...

At this moment, the battle between Ghost-Eyed Old Monster and Li Tianhan had reached a life-or-death climactic point.

Yes, Li Tianhan was about to die.

Even though he possessed the Demon-Suppressing Celestial Thunder Body, summoning celestial thunder to severely restrain Ghost-Eyed Old Monster.

But under the absolute realm disparity, Li Tianhan was still firmly suppressed.

At this moment, he was covered in black energy, which seemed to transform from ghostly grievances, greatly eroding his True Essence Magical Power.

His Third Turn Core Formation True Essence had already been devoured more than half, leaving him struggling to hold on.

And his chest, shoulders, and arms had large chunks of flesh missing.

Leaving behind several black-glowing bite marks.

It seemed like they were gnawed by some unknown beast.

"Keh keh, five years ago... Weren’t you arrogant?"

"And you dared to strike at me? Now... how can you still look up to me?"

The voice of Ghost-Eyed Old Monster sounded childlike, yet his tone was eerie and terrifying.

He still had the appearance of a boy; his right side of the body had skin as tender as a baby’s...

But his left half, from calf to face, bore the scars of severe burns.