READ NOVEL ONLINE Chapter 215: Talking to the Dead, How Unlucky?
Chapter 215: Talking to the Dead, How Unlucky?
Lin Fengmian could feel the killing intent emanating from the other person, which made him feel a sense of pressure.
He used to think that this was just some mystical concept, that there was no such thing as killing intent, and that it was just a silly idea. However, after meeting this person, he realized that killing intent was indeed a real thing.
Just standing there, the other person made him shudder as if he were facing some ferocious beast.
So without a word, he took out the top-grade Soul Separation Pill, swallowed it, and then slowly moved forward.
Soul Severing Realm?
If I can’t beat you, I’ll join you!
Zhang Biao glanced at the few people in the group, then his gaze fell on the unfamiliar face of Lin Fengmian. His expression was dark and filled with killing intent.
“Is this young master the cultivation prodigy who broke through several barriers in just a few days?” Zhang Biao’s voice carried a hint of coldness.
Lin Fengmian smiled slightly and calmly responded, “Yes, it’s me. What do you want?”
A flash of killing intent crossed Zhang Biao’s eyes as he asked bluntly, “Were my subordinates killed by you?”
Lin Fengmian didn’t hide it and nodded, “You mean those trash? Yes, I killed them. So what?”
“Bold, I’ve heard that you broke through two realms in a few days. I wonder if you have the ability to break through another?” Zhang Biao asked with a cold laugh, his tone full of provocation.
Lin Fengmian was taken aback and shook his head, “Now? That’s a bit difficult.”
Zhang Biao sneered, having anticipated this answer. He wasn’t going to let Lin Fengmian off so easily.
“Difficult? Then you die!” Zhang Biao waved his hand, and six people behind him rushed at Lin Fengmian.
These six people were all at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm, their auras merging into one, their strength far surpassing those Lin Fengmian had killed before, making them exceptionally powerful.
The six of them moved as one, their actions swift and precise, instantly surrounding Lin Fengmian in a strange formation.
They clearly divided their tasks, each taking a different position, trapping Lin Fengmian in a strange arrangement.
Immediately, a thick mist enveloped the area, covering everything except the mist in front of him, making the outside world invisible.
Lin Fengmian quickly shot into the sky, but the fog still surrounded him, making it impossible to determine his direction. A thick darkness enveloped him.
The silence and the oppressive feeling of the fog in the array created a tremendous psychological pressure.
“Be careful, this is an array!” Luo Xue warned in time.
Lin Fengmian couldn’t help but condense his divine consciousness, drawing his long sword from its sheath, which transformed into a sword shadow to protect him.
The black mist could block divine consciousness, making it impossible for Lin Fengmian to sense the presence of his enemies.
Suddenly, a whistling sound came from behind him. Lin Fengmian brought his hands together, and several sword shadows appeared behind him, blocking the enemy’s attack.
A ghostly face quickly appeared in front of him as another enemy slashed at him from the front.
Yet another enemy reached out with claws from beneath his feet.
Lin Fengmian quickly used the Lotus Shield, and a lotus made of sword light rapidly closed around him.
The brilliant sword light enveloped him, blocking both attacks.
He did not fly around recklessly, but remained calm and dealt with the unpredictable enemies.
The six cultivators worked in perfect harmony, each with a clear role: some provided long-range suppression, others engaged in melee combat, and still others provided magical support.
They hid in the black mist, coordinating with the ghostly shadows, occasionally darting out like venomous snakes, making it impossible to guard against them.
Cold laughter echoed through the black mist, coming from no discernible direction, making one feel extremely uncomfortable.
“Kid, you’re unlucky to have run into the Six Ghosts of Fog Mountain.”
“Heh, Third Brother, why bother talking to a dead man? It’s such bad luck,” another voice said.
Lin Fengmian smiled slightly and said, “Indeed, it is quite bad luck!”
He quickly found one of the enemies attacking with arrows and shouted, “Die!”
His long sword transformed into a massive sword several dozen feet long, and with the force of cleaving Mount Hua, it turned into a streak of light and slashed toward the enemy, aiming to cut him down.
The enemy put down his bow and made a hand seal. His figure flickered and suddenly turned into the burly man holding a huge shield in the group.
The burly man grinned and said, “Not bad, kid!”
He swung his shield downward, and it rapidly enlarged in his hands, hardening to block the attack.
“Phantom shift? Is that even possible?” Lin Fengmian shouted in surprise.
He tried several more times, but these few enemies always managed to instantly shift their positions at critical moments, causing his well-prepared attacks to miss.
Lin Fengmian had to deal with their unpredictable attacks by expending a large amount of spiritual energy to summon numerous illusory sword shadows around his body, forming a solid layer of sword qi protection.
Time seemed to stretch in this darkness, every second feeling long and oppressive.
Outside, watching Lin Fengmian shrouded in the mist, Zhang Biao smiled slightly.
In his eyes, Lin Fengmian was already a dead man. He slowly walked over to Jun Yunshang.
He said politely, “Your Highness Sixteen, please follow me. His Highness Jue Li is waiting for you.”
Elder Huang, who was standing beside Jun Yunshang, immediately stepped forward and coldly said, “As long as I am here, you will not touch the princess.”
Zhang Biao shook his head and replied, “Huang Gongwang, if you were in your prime, I might have been wary of you. But now, what do you have to stop me?”
Huang Gongwang said seriously, “I will stop you with my life!”
Zhang Biao sneered, “Very well, I will take your life.”
He took a step forward, and at that moment, an anguished cry came from the distant fog.
Both sides were drawn to the sound, and they saw the mist rapidly expand and churn.
Blinding sword light erupted from within, and the sharp sword qi pierced through, causing everyone to tremble with fear.
Inside the formation, Lin Fengmian smiled faintly. He had already figured out the movement patterns of these six people and did not want to waste any more time with them.
Although the six could shift forms and replace each other to take the brunt of the damage, thereby restraining him, he decided to launch an indiscriminate attack. He thrust his sword downward and shouted, “Sword Stream Reverse Waterfall!”
Infinite sword qi surged down the blade and then spread out, enveloping the entire formation.
Like tiny fish, the sword qi emerged from below, swiftly slicing through the black mist and indiscriminately attacking all enemies.
The illusory ghostly figures were shattered, and the sword light pierced through, forcing the Six Ghosts of Fog Mountain to defend themselves.
The six people were confused and panicked as they struggled to deal with the endless sword light.
In the past, no one had ever thought of this tactic, and even if they had, there were only a few who could launch such a wide-ranging attack in this realm.
Even if someone did have such a wide-ranging attack, it would never have this kind of power. This was the first time they had encountered such a terrifying enemy.
Lin Fengmian had just learned this technique from Luo Xue. It required a tremendous amount of true essence, but it was the most brutal way to break through their defenses.
The ghost illusion technique of the Six Ghosts of Fog Mountain lost its advantage under Lin Fengmian’s random attack, and soon one of the practitioners was on the verge of collapse.