Chapter 43: Fire Spirit Palace (Part 2)
Chapter 43: Fire Spirit Palace (Part 2)
Lin Yuan sighed with some frustration.
In an instant, Zhang Qi’s expression shifted. He looked Lin Yuan up and down, seeming to understand, as if he had recognized Lin Yuan’s identity, and said.
“Is it the power of that Ancient Golden Lamp?”
Without waiting for Lin Yuan to speak, he nodded and said.
“This lord said, the Ancestor wouldn’t send the few of us for just a bunch of little brats. You are indeed quite troublesome; an ordinary person probably couldn’t catch you!”
Hearing this, Lin Yuan immediately understood. This person wasn’t just after him, but after all the disciples of the Wenchang Daoist Academy this time!
After hearing the scholar finish, Lin Yuan could only chuckle.
“Looks like I should feel lucky, to have an old Yin Spirit True Lord close to Yang Spirit level waiting just for me?”
Zhang Qi laughed and said.
“At a time like this, you can still face this lord calmly? You’ve impressed me!”
“However, meeting this lord today, you are doomed. Your Virtue Merit and treasures probably won’t help. Hand over that Ancient Golden Lamp, surrender, and come with me!”
As his voice fell, his figure transformed, like a wraith darting through the darkness. A faint golden, intangible net appeared from the darkness, charging towards Lin Yuan from all directions.
He had already launched a sneak attack!
That was a Magical Artifact refined from the silk of a thousand-year golden spider! And it was highly poisonous!
Lin Yuan shook his head, not wanting to bother with words. A wisp of faint firelight appeared in the darkness, and a pale golden ancient lamp emerged. The rising golden-aura red flames instantly burned all the incoming spiderwebs in mid-air.
The golden-aura red flames appeared and instantly turned it to ashes, but Lin Yuan frowned, his gaze turning towards a red pillar in the hall, and he said softly.
“Substituting one thing for another? Transforming through borrowed objects?”
Beside the pillar, the scholar with the horse-like face instantly appeared. He looked with shock and anger at a peachwood doll in the original spot.
At that moment, the doll carved from thousand-year peachwood was burning with a pale red flame.
“You just started cultivating?” The horse-faced scholar’s expression had darkened as he stared at Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan had actually activated that treasure lamp’s power to such a terrifying degree, almost instantly breaking his Mystic Art.
This level of power was completely beyond imagination!
“Yin Spirit True Lord? No, you must at least be Yang Spirit…” Thinking of how Lin Yuan saw through his transformation method, his eyes instantly changed drastically. Over a dozen crimson-red lights flew from his hands as he tried to retreat.
His opening move was already his ultimate technique!
That was the secret, non-transmitted technique of the Fire Spirit Palace, the Poison Fire Divine Thunder!
The Poison Fire Divine Thunder was refined from thousand-year Baleful Qi accumulated underground in the earth’s crust. This poisonous flame was extremely difficult to extract.
But once refined into thunder pearls, it specialized in breaking all kinds of Magical Artifacts, golden muscles and jade bones. If struck, at best the Dao Body would be maimed, at worst one would be killed on the spot!
It was a treasure of the Fire Spirit Palace!
The moment the Poison Fire Divine Thunder flew out, the horse-faced scholar’s figure wrapped in a black-red escape light instantly prepared to retreat from the Iron Immortal Temple, to go back and summon reinforcements.
“You’ve realized too late!”
Behind him, Lin Yuan shook his head, pointed a finger, and an invisible ice light appeared. The ice light swept across, and the dozen-plus crimson thunder lights flying through the air were suddenly frozen in mid-air, as if by intangible ice.
The ice light transformed, and an incredibly sharp sword light appeared in mid-air. The blade reflected a sky-blue color like the sea, yet carried a chilling cold that pierced to the core.
The horse-faced scholar felt that terrifying cold light and was utterly terrified. Blood light erupted from his body, probably having used some forbidden technique, and he tried to soar into the air.
In the blink of an eye, a terrifying cold light swept over. The fleeing figure flashed a look of despair and unwillingness in his eyes, instantly froze over, and like a mirror unable to bear the cold, shattered. His body exploded into a blast of blood light.
In a moment of thought, the ice light flickered before Lin Yuan and turned into a sky-blue Flying Sword, like a wisp of intangible sky-blue treasure light swimming around Lin Yuan like a fish.
Extremely spirited.
Flying Swords, such magical treasures, were most effective at countering all kinds of escape lights!
As this horse-faced scholar died, Lin Yuan looked around. In the dining hall, many Daoist priests lay unconscious in the corners. It seemed the horse-faced scholar hadn’t had time to finish them off.
Lin Yuan considered briefly but chose not to intervene. These Daoists weren’t in mortal danger. It was better to let the people from the Wenchang Daoist Academy handle it when they returned.
Instantly turning his head, Lin Yuan’s gaze fell on the dozen-plus round, crimson thunder pearls on the ground. With a casual wave, the dozen-plus frozen, round crimson thunder pearls that had landed floated up. He could sense the potency of those thunder pearls.
They were a very vicious type of divine thunder pearl.
A casual point sent out a sword light, which melted the solid ice!
The crimson thunder pearls had already cooled down. Seeing this, Lin Yuan casually collected them.
Boom!!
At that moment, Lin Yuan’s expression shifted. He looked up towards the horizon. In the night, vast swathes of crimson-red light soared into the sky, and faintly, it seemed like numerous auras were suddenly swallowed up by this crimson-red light.
The aura of an array?
And it seemed like a quite powerful, vicious array?
Lin Yuan looked momentarily stunned, his gaze somewhat strange, as if a powerful cultivator had set up a vicious array where that treasure light was emanating.
“Such a thing?” Lin Yuan’s expression turned odd.
When listening to Dao Lord Fuxi’s teachings, Lin Yuan had heard Dao Lord Fuxi speak of many arrays.
Naturally, after listening for a hundred years, Lin Yuan’s attainment in arrays was certainly not poor. Setting up a vicious array of this level, Lin Yuan believed he could do it himself!
Breaking an array of this level would be even less of a problem!
Judging by the strange phenomenon just now, it seemed many cultivators had been caught in one net!
“But this seems unrelated to me!” Lin Yuan stroked his smooth chin, shook his head, and prepared to continue immersing himself in polishing his Primordial Spirit.
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Meanwhile, in the darkness, several streaks of meteoric light shot across the sky above Wenchang County, swiftly flying towards the Lingjiang River direction. Seeing that scene of flames lighting up the sky, several figures suddenly halted in mid-air, startled.
“Has the Divine Lord of Fire Spirit succeeded?”
Several figures looked at this scene with unsettled expressions, faces reflecting shock, wariness, disappointment, and a trace of regret.
After a moment, one of them glanced towards the direction of the Iron Immortal Temple, a flash of venom in his eyes, and his figure instantly darted away.
Beside him, another figure in a black robe instantly turned, eyes blazing with violent green light, and couldn’t help but shout. “Brother Tongming, what are you doing? The Divine Lord is still waiting for us!”
“I’ll catch up shortly. I’ll go first to kill a certain nobody and settle a private grudge!”
Actually, this Daoist Tongming and several unorthodox lone cultivators had responded to Fire Spirit Ancestor’s call, coming to suppress the many Mystic Gate cultivators and seize the Water Mansion treasures. Little did they know their momentary hesitation had caused them to miss the chance to take the treasure. Fire Spirit Ancestor had already led a group of Fire Spirit Palace disciples and set up a vicious array, suppressing the many Mystic Gate masters.
At this point, Daoist Tongming no longer dared to go forward. Who knew if the vicious Fire Spirit Ancestor might just kill everyone.
He might as well go. He had already found out clearly that the junior from Lin Manor, Lin Yuan, was currently at the Iron Immortal Temple. Lin Yuan possessed that Ancient Golden Lamp, his cultivation seemed not high, and he looked like an easy target all around.
It’s better to catch a fish than to just admire one from the shore. If he could obtain an Ancient Golden Lamp, this trip wouldn’t be in vain!