Chapter 77: The Old Man of Mo Ye

  Wang Lin furrowed his brow, just about to withdraw the whip-like snake, when a red flying sword silhouette suddenly emerged from the small sword, moving at a speed that surpassed its physical form, and slashed down in an instant.

  The whip snake split into two parts instantly, turning into black wooden bars that fell from the air.

  The middle-aged man's eyes revealed a murderous intent, his right hand flipped over, and a red light shot out. Then, two fingers merged together, pointing at Wang Lin. Suddenly, the flying sword shook, its tip aimed directly at Wang Lin, emitting a gloomy and cold aura, and it charged forward fiercely.

  Wang Lin furrowed his brow and grabbed Zhang Hu, flinging him backward while simultaneously retreating quickly.

  At this moment, the flying sword suddenly flashed with a red light, and the shadow reappeared. With a slight tremble, it was spat out from the tip of the sword. Wang Lin only felt a flash of lightning, and the flying sword's shadow had already arrived in front of him.

  Wang Lin's face changed, and with a flip of his right hand, he threw out a jade slip from his storage bag. As soon as the jade slip appeared, it transformed into a semi-transparent blue light screen. The moment the light screen emerged, the flying sword's shadow had already struck down. Amidst a flash of interlocking green and red colors, the green light screen trembled, revealing spider web-like cracks, clearly unable to withstand the attack.

  Wang Lin took a deep breath, opened his mouth and spat out a stream of spiritual energy. The light screen's color immediately changed from blue to green, and its semi-transparent state became murky.

  The spider web crack quickly recovered, barely blocking the flying sword's attack, but the jade slip made a "crack" sound and revealed a fine crack.

  "Hmm?" The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, gazing deeply at Wang Lin, and said in a mysterious tone: "It seems you're not even at the eighth layer of the Qi Condensation stage. Even if you were at the Foundation Establishment stage, don't think you can escape with your life under my flying sword."

  After finishing, the middle-aged man pointed with one hand, and his face showed a solemn expression. The flying sword trembled slightly, making a sword hum sound, quickly retreated, and then shot back into the scabbard, this time sinking to two-fifths of its length. Its color changed from blue to black. With a low shout from the middle-aged man, the flying sword immediately came out of its scabbard.

  Wang Lin's eyes flashed with a cold light, this was his first battle after cultivating immortality. His opponent's cultivation was the same as his own, but their magic treasure was quite sinister. The battle had not lasted long, and he was already at a disadvantage, with his life in danger at any moment. At this time, he saw that the flying sword's color had turned black, its power clearly increased, and Zhou Peng's defensive jade slip should be unable to withstand it.

  He no longer hesitated, and with a slap on the storage bag, an ancient jade token suddenly rose up, slowly floating in front of Wang Lin. As soon as the token appeared, it emitted a vast and mighty aura.

  This jade token is the most powerful magical artifact inside Sun Dazhu's storage bag. However, when it was in Sun Dazhu's hands, this artifact didn't seem special and was no different from ordinary objects. But under Sito Nan's guidance, Wang Lin successfully refined it and learned that this object is a Dan Treasure with the power of a Foundation Establishment cultivator's single strike.

  Wang Lin didn't even blink, spitting out a mouthful of spiritual energy, his hands forming a seal, swiftly pointing. One by one, tiny golden symbols suddenly and rapidly protruded from the jade symbol.

  Wang Lin's expression remained unchanged, his cold eyes staring at the middle-aged man, a murderous intent surging in his gaze.

  The middle-aged man's pupils suddenly contracted, hesitated for a moment, and then gritted his teeth, opening his mouth to spit out two golden beads. The golden beads instantly turned into silk threads and drilled into the flying sword.

  At this time, the black flying sword with a hint of gold color circled in mid-air and then shot towards Wang Lin with a strong whistling sound. Circle after circle of black whirlpools appeared around the flying sword.

  Wang Lin's eyes grew colder, and he ignored the incoming black flying sword. With one hand, he pointed at the jade symbol in front of him. Suddenly, golden symbols flashed continuously on the jade symbol. One by one, the symbols emerged from the jade slip and lined up in a row, totaling nine symbols.

  At this moment, the black flying sword broke through the air and came. Wang Lin pinched his fingers to form a hand seal, and three symbols flashed quickly around the flying sword, forming a complete character shape. A visible golden electric light connected between the three symbols, forming a cage that blocked the flying sword's attack.

  That flying sword was like a trapped beast, emitting a strong sword hum, constantly rushing back and forth inside. Every time it struck, the three symbols would flash with golden light.

  The middle-aged man's face suddenly changed, and he lost his voice: "This... is Danbao?"

  The so-called Danbao, Wang Lin had heard from Sutu Nan that any magical treasure made by a master of the Concocting Dan stage was collectively referred to as Danbao.

  The middle-aged man immediately showed a fearful look, his big hand grasped, and he grabbed the sword scabbard in mid-air, immediately retreating backwards.

  Wang Lin sneered, his hands changing seals, and instantly the remaining six golden symbols lined up in a row, charging towards the opponent.

  The middle-aged man's eyes were filled with a deeper sense of foreboding, and he quickly retreated while continuously throwing out several jade talismans from his storage bag, trying to create an opportunity for himself to escape.

  These jade tokens had just appeared and hadn't even had a chance to take effect when they exploded one after another under the impact of the golden characters, failing to pose any obstruction whatsoever.

  The middle-aged man showed a desperate expression and exclaimed: "Fellow Taoist, I am the junior disciple of the Old Man of Ji Mo..."

  Before he could finish speaking, the golden characters had already approached, and the first character flashed onto his chest like lightning. The middle-aged man's face turned red, his chest quickly caved in, and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.

  The second character followed suit, a middle-aged man with seven orifices bleeding, his chest pierced silently.

  The third character closely followed the print, and the middle-aged man's body suddenly burst into fragments, along with his storage bag, turning into flying ash. Only the sword scabbard remained intact, falling from the air without any damage.

  Wang Lin took a deep breath, and with one hand pointing at the jade symbol in front of him, the remaining three golden characters paused for a moment before retreating back into the jade symbol.

  The black flying sword trapped in the three characters also slowed down its impact frequency with the middle-aged man's death, and finally came to a slow stop.

  Wang Lin reached out and made a grasping motion with his hand, causing the three characters to tremble for a moment. Two of them dissipated, leaving only one that Wang Lin had summoned, which returned to the top of the jade symbol.

  Wang Lin carefully put the jade symbol back into his storage bag. This jade symbol originally only had one attack, but during his four years of closed-door training under the guidance of Si Tu Nan, he had divided its attack into nine parts. Although its power was not as great as before, it made up for it by being able to be used multiple times.

  After doing all this, he took a deep breath, and his forehead was still sweating. This fierce battle was the most difficult one for Wang Lin since he started cultivating immortality. His eyes flashed, and the gravitational technique transformed into a large hand, grabbing the sword scabbard and flying sword, holding them in his hands to examine carefully.

  "Wang Lin, it wasn't that I didn't make a move just now, but rather my yuan ying essence is limited and can't be wasted at will. Moreover, you'll need to grow up on your own in the future, so having more battles between life and death can only be beneficial for you, not harmful." Sito Nan's voice was rarely serious.

  Wang Lin nodded silently, his eyes gleaming with interest as he fiddled with the treasure in his hand.

  "This flying sword is quite strange, and the little girl just now didn't bring out its true power. But compared to this flying sword, the real treasure is actually that scabbard." explained Situ Nan.