Chapter 117: Perfect Timing, Teng Sha's Killing Intent!
Behind them, several Spirit Creation Stage cultivators followed closely, surrounding Lin Fan's group with hostile glares.
"Slaughterers of our sect!"
Lin Fan's tone was calm as he spoke. Yuan Power surged in his palm, and with a flash of brilliant golden light, a massive, square-shaped golden platform—hundreds of meters wide—appeared and smashed down toward the Yin Puppet Sect members!
It was none other than the Golden Platform Demon Suppression Palm, the technique Lin Fan had obtained from Wang Yan.
To use this move against mere Spirit Creation cultivators… was already giving them too much credit.
"Not good! He's at the Manifestation Stage!"
Sensing the terrifying power of Lin Fan's attack, the Yin Puppet Sect members who had come to intercept him immediately panicked, desperate to flee.
But before they could escape, the colossal golden platform came crashing down!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Within moments, every one of the so-called "experts" that had surrounded Lin Fan's group was annihilated by the crushing force.
After finishing them off, Lin Fan casually waved his hand, collecting all their spatial pouches.
"Let's go. Time to find Teng Sha directly."
Xiao Huo'er and Xiao Yan let out low growls in response and flew straight toward the depths of the Yin Puppet Sect.
Before long, the group arrived above a massive plaza deep inside the sect.
As for the disciples who had run off to report the intruders… none of them had made it back yet.
From atop Xiao Huo'er, Lin Fan overlooked the scene below.
The plaza was packed with Yin Puppet Sect members, seemingly preparing a complicated formation.
There were nearly ten Spirit Creation Stage cultivators and several half-step Manifestation Stage ones.
At the center stood three figures—all radiating Manifestation Stage pressure.
They were the Yin Puppet Sect's Sect Master Teng Sha and his two Grand Elders.
Above the plaza hovered a black spectral figure the size of a human head—it was the residual image of the black-eyed elder.
At the heart of the formation, a massive blood-red eye had formed. Under its gaze, the surrounding Yuan Power exploded wildly in the air.
"Well, looks like we showed up at the perfect time," Lin Fan said with a chuckle, raising an eyebrow at the scene.
And it wasn't just him—countless eyes hidden in the Xuan Yin Mountains had also spotted the blood-red eye and were shaken by what they saw.
"The Nine Yin Demonic Grand Array… Nine Yin Blood Eye!"
As Teng Sha shouted, the blood-red eye in the center snapped open. A beam of destructive blood light erupted, filled with uncontrollable rage, and blasted toward the black-eyed elder's image.
Seeing this, Lin Fan didn't move just yet. Instead, he focused on the black-eyed elder's shadow.
As the blood light approached, the black-eyed elder slowly raised his head. His pitch-black eyes showed no emotion—calm as death.
Reflected in those eyes, the blood light only seemed to make him colder.
"Those who have not earned recognition… are not worthy of the talisman."
An ancient, hollow voice echoed as the elder raised a finger and gently tapped the oncoming blood beam.
Instantly, the entire world seemed to fade to grey. Lush trees on mountaintops withered instantly.
Even some Yin Puppet Sect members near the plaza were horrified to find their hair turning white—their life force rapidly draining away!
"Retreat, now!"
The two Grand Elders shouted, leading everyone in a desperate retreat.
Before long, the blood beam was engulfed in a dull gray glow.
CRACK!
As cracks spread across the light, the blood beam shattered completely and slammed into the blood-red eye.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The eye dimmed instantly—then exploded into powder with a thunderous bang!
The formation covering the plaza collapsed instantly.
PFFT!
Many of the Yin Puppet Sect cultivators below coughed up blood. Clearly, they'd suffered heavy backlash.
"So strong!"
Lin Dong exclaimed in awe, watching the black-eyed elder's methods.
Xiao Diao explained,
"He was a being beyond the Nirvana Stage—he'd already mastered the power of life and death. No wonder he's terrifying."
Lin Fan, however, remained calm. He wasn't surprised.
"Well then… it's our turn." Lin Fan smiled faintly, looking down at the battered Yin Puppet Sect.
"Tsk tsk… Teng Sha, I didn't expect your sect to have such a treasure hidden away."
Just then, a loud laugh echoed from the sky as three figures arrived.
All of them wore black robes. The leader was a broad-shouldered middle-aged man whose presence was sharp and imposing, radiating overwhelming force.
"Teng Sha! So the Demon Gate wants a piece of this too?"
Teng Sha's face darkened as he glared at the newcomers and shouted coldly.
The three were indeed from the Demon Gate. The leader was none other than its master—Mu Lei.
A moment later, the Martial Alliance's leader, Wu Zong, arrived as well, bringing two Manifestation Stage experts with him.
Lin Fan's eyes flickered. Despite the growing number of strong enemies, he showed no fear.
He brought Lin Dong, Qing Tan, and the still-bound Wang Zhong down to the plaza.
"Tsk, looks like nobody really likes your Yin Puppet Sect, huh?" Lin Fan laughed as he glanced at Teng Sha.
Teng Sha turned to face him. His expression was livid. "And who are you supposed to be? You think you can act so arrogantly in my sect?"
Sure, the Demon Gate and Martial Alliance were on par with the Yin Puppet Sect.
But to see a few unknown juniors behaving so brazenly… Teng Sha was truly enraged.
Lin Fan replied casually,
"Weren't you the ones who put a bounty on us all over the province? Now that we've come to visit, you're pretending not to know us?"
Mu Lei and Wu Zong, recognizing Lin Fan, both glanced at one another but chose not to intervene just yet.
"Lin Fan… Lin Dong! It's you two! You actually dare show your faces here?!"
Teng Sha's face twisted with fury, and his killing intent surged violently.
He already knew that his son, Teng Lei, and many of his elites had been killed by Lin Fan.
Now, with his enemies right in front of him, Teng Sha's rage boiled over!
As he finished speaking, Teng Sha shot into the sky.
A flood of Yuan Power burst from his body like a raging torrent!
The entire sky was blanketed by his immense pressure.
At the same time, he clenched his hand—
And a massive mountain of Yuan Power, nearly a hundred meters tall, formed before him!
The mountain floated in the sky, emitting waves of terrifying force.
"Creation Green Mountain!"
With icy killing intent flashing in his eyes, Teng Sha swung his hand.
The massive green mountain plummeted toward Lin Fan like a meteor!
Explosions filled the sky as shockwaves erupted beneath it, tearing the plaza to pieces!
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