Chapter 102 – Mourning the Disaster (1)
Wang Lin kept his eyes on the person holding the jade that contained a portion of his soul. When he saw the three of them about to destroy the jade, he opened his mouth. A green flying sword flew out and attacked the three of them.
As the green light appeared, the temperature in the area dropped. The flying sword refined by Wang Lin’s blood also changed after Wang Lin began cultivating the Underworld Ascension Method. Yin energy had entered the flying sword.
The Yin energy on the sword was extremely tyrannical. All the plants in the area suddenly froze. Even the early Foundation Establishment cultivators felt their bodies go numb as frost began to form on their clothes.
The cultivator holding the jade containing Wang Lin’s soul fragment was shocked. He didn’t have time to crush the jade. All he could do was quickly retreat. However, even in his dreams, he didn’t expect the flying sword to start buzzing and then suddenly disappear from his sight. He immediately took out a magic treasure to defend himself, but it was too late.
The flying sword appeared a meter away from the cultivator and pierced his throat. Blood gushed from the wound. He clutched his throat with both hands as he fell to the ground with a look of disbelief on his face.
Wang Lin jumped up. He grabbed the jade and threw it into his storage bag.
It all happened too quickly. Calling it a bolt of lightning would be quite apt. At the same time, the other two cultivators shattered their jade slips. Pink smoke emerged and spread like a wave to the surrounding area.
As the coffins carried by the Corpse Sect followers came into contact with the pink smoke, scratching sounds could be heard from within. It was as if someone was lying inside the coffins and scratching the inside with their nails.
Looking at the Foundation Establishment cultivators, they all appeared to be under the influence of a binding technique. They were completely immobile.
After crushing the jade, the two Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivators didn’t even look at Wang Lin as they charged back toward the gate that was about to collapse.
The two of them disappeared in a flash into the gate and then the gate disappeared into golden dots of light and vanished without a trace.
Wang Lin didn’t say a word. He quickly retreated, staring at the Corpse Sect disciples and began to ponder.
The scratching sound grew louder, until one of the coffins broke and a hand reached out, followed by the sound of heavy breathing.
Slowly, the long-haired mummy sat up in the coffin. Its eyes glowed green as it scanned its surroundings until its gaze finally settled on its master.
Its bloodshot eyes turned cold as it screamed and clutched its master. It breathed fiercely through its nose. The early Foundation Establishment cultivator trembled as its body turned into white gas. The corpse puppet inhaled the white gas.
At the same time, the withered body of the mummy began to recover.
Soon enough, the cultivator had become a bag of bones while the corpse puppet had returned to human form.
The corpse puppet sucked again, and the cultivator screamed and died. Yellow gas escaped from the cultivator’s body. The corpse puppet took the yellow gas and put it into its mouth.
Soon after, the corpse doll changed until its shape was exactly like the cultivator who had just died.
At the same time, one by one the coffins broke open and one by one the hands of the corpse dolls reached out. All of these corpse dolls attacked their masters as they fled.
Not all corpse dolls do this. About ⅓ of the corpse dolls come out and just stand there, confused.
Wang Lin was stunned as he looked at the scene before him. All the corpse puppets that had transformed into something resembling their masters had late stage Foundation Establishment cultivation. Wang Lin stared at these strange people. His scalp went numb as he slowly retreated.
A scream immediately rang out from that direction. All the corpse puppets that had taken the form of their masters leaped towards the remaining Corpse Sect disciples.
Blood and body parts flew through the air. Wang Lin turned and fled without a word.
After fleeing far away, Wang Lin stopped just outside the forest. He felt like he had finally experienced the cruelty of the Corpse Sect. If he hadn’t stopped the cultivator from destroying the jade, he would have become the creatures’ meal.
Wang Lin laughed coldly in his heart. He knew that Jue Ming Valley was extremely dangerous, as both the orthodox and demonic sects gathered here to compete for the right to enter the foreign battlefield. Wang Lin didn’t want to get involved in this; he only wanted to find places with extreme Yin and enter closed-door cultivation to become stronger.
The more he came into contact with the world of cultivation, the more danger he faced. He felt that one wrong step would lead to his death. But now that he had entered the world of cultivation, the only way to ensure his own safety was to become stronger.
At the same time, the wood element required by the heaven defying bead was also an important thing in Wang Lin’s heart.
As he thought this, Wang Lin suddenly stepped back. A black light shot past where Wang Lin had been standing. It was followed by the sound of laughter.
“Kid, you dodged quickly.” A young man dressed in luxurious clothes slowly walked out. After examining Wang Lin, he asked, “What sect?”
Wang Lin replied coldly, “Corpse Sect.”
The lavishly dressed young man was shocked. He asked, “Corpse Sect? Rumor has it that all Corpse Sect followers carry coffins. Where is your coffin?”
Wang Lin looked at the young man and frowned.
The young man snorted coldly. He pointed his finger at Wang Lin, and a black light appeared in his hand as he said, “It doesn’t matter whether you’re from the Corpse Sect or not. Leave your storage bag behind.”
A cold light flashed in Wang Lin’s eyes. He spread his divine sense and found that there were three more people in the forest. He didn’t say a word as he took a few steps back.
When the young man saw Wang Lin standing, he revealed a look of disgust. He waved his hand and shot a black light at Wang Lin’s chest, aiming for his heart.
Wang Lin raised his eyebrows and waved his sleeve as the attraction technique formed a giant hand before him. The black light penetrated several inches into the attraction technique before disappearing.
Wang Lin stared coldly at the young man. He sensed with his divine sense that the three people hiding in the forest were rapidly approaching. He didn’t want to waste time with them, so he quickly retreated.
The young man became furious. Although their cultivation levels were both at the early Foundation Establishment stage, he had three brothers coming, and one of them was already at the middle Foundation Establishment stage. The four of them didn’t move with the rest of the Tian Dao Sect. They decided to use this as an opportunity to steal from others.
It must be said that during this competition, all sects had provided many magical treasures to enhance the strength of the Foundation Establishment disciples.
When the young man saw that Wang Lin was alone, he had the urge to kill him, and now that he saw Wang Lin trying to escape, he slapped his bag of holding and an eight-inch ruler flew out.
The ruler was completely green. When it appeared, it emitted a strong aroma. The young man took a deep breath and, without a word, pointed the ruler forward. The ruler vibrated, and a large black mushroom grew from it. The mushroom detached from the ruler and floated in the air.
The young man’s expression was serious as he quickly took something out of his bag and threw it. Wang Lin saw a flash of red light as a red wasp flew toward the mushroom and devoured it with just a few bites.
The wasp suddenly grew several times larger. It was the size of a fist. It screamed and charged towards Wang Lin.
Although this all sounded slow, it all happened in the blink of an eye. Wang Lin’s gaze turned cold as the small green flying sword appeared before him and charged toward the wasp.
The wasp let out a buzz and dodged to the side of the flying sword, but at the same time, the flying sword suddenly disappeared. It reappeared in front of the young man and pierced through his chest, leaving a bloody hole there.
The lavishly dressed young man was not even able to react before he died.
As the young man died, the ruler dimmed and fell to the ground. Wang Lin used his attraction technique to quickly grab it, along with the young man’s bag of holding, and then left.
The wasp spun once in the air and quickly chased after Wang Lin.
At the same time, three figures charged out of the forest. There were two men and one woman. One of the men’s faces darkened as he saw the corpse on the ground and shouted, “Chase!”
Just then, in a small town on the northern border of Zhao, two uninvited guests appeared. One of them was extremely thin, dressed in a black robe, and had a venomous gaze in his eyes.
Beside him was a figure that looked very much like a fairy. This figure was very old and covered in wrinkles, but it had a special aura. The aura it exuded contrasted sharply with the dark aura of the thin man.
Currently, he was standing outside the city with an ancient mirror. His hands were constantly forming seals as he calculated something.
The black-robed man was filled with killing intent as he said, “Fellow cultivator Qiming, did you manage to calculate it?”
The cultivator frowned and said, “Teng Huayuan, you don’t know that person’s name or appearance. How can I find him with just the power of the curse?”
The black-robed old man was Teng Huayuan. He stared at the man and said word for word, “Fellow cultivator Qiming, I am willing to exchange the Wu Feng Valley token for your heavenly fortune-telling ability. If you can find that person’s family, then I will help you with anything you need, as long as I am able.”
The cultivator pondered for a moment. He sighed and said, “Very well, I will do my best. However, Fellow Cultivator Teng, all revenge has its beginning, and all debts have their debtors. I hope you won’t kill too many…”