No one believed that the Jiangshan First-class Building Owner would refuse.
The tomb of a Great Sage, even if split between Jiangshan First-class Building and the Divine Movement Sect,
would be enough to alter the fates of both powers.
Before long, they could both possibly produce a Divinity Transformation expert.
the Jiangshan First-class Building Owner had no reason to refuse.
The words left Kang Lin visibly stunned.
Even Jiang Fan couldn’t believe it.
The Jiangshan First-class Building Owner had, with calm indifference, rejected them.
Kang Lin barked urgently, "Owner, do you think that because I am but a disciple, my promise holds no weight?"
"Then, what if I summon my master to negotiate with you?"
The Jiangshan First-class Building Owner’s gaze remained detached, "Even if your master comes, the answer is the same."
"That’s it. The deal is off."
He stepped into the void, hands clasped behind his back, and departed gracefully.
Kang Lin felt as though his heart had crashed from heaven into hell. He cried out anxiously:
"What’s wrong with this deal?"
The Jiangshan First-class Building Owner paused in his steps.
He cast a faint, downward gaze at Kang Lin and said, "If I were a penniless merchant,
I might take such a risk, wagering everything on an opportunity for overnight riches at minimal cost."
"But now, I carry Jiangshan First-class Building on my shoulders."
"Gambling Jiangshan First-class Building on what you call a highly risky opportunity is not worth it."
"We businessmen do not engage in unprofitable trades."
Kang Lin hurriedly replied, "But there’s no risk left!"
"As long as we kill everyone here, there’s no chance of anything going wrong!"
The Jiangshan First-class Building Owner replied indifferently, "There is no such thing as absolute certainty in this world."
"Even that Earth Phoenix tomb is a risk."
"I don’t believe that entering the tomb of a Great Sage is as simple as you claim."
"I also advise you to cut your losses while you can."
"Of course, it seems the three of you do not have that luxury anymore."
he disappeared into the wintry winds and snow, vanishing into the vast heavens and earth.
"Owner!!!" Kang Lin screamed in despair.
a wretched cry pierced the air.
It happened just after the Jiangshan First-class Building Owner had walked away.
Jiang Fan, Ren Guhong, and Wu Manyue seemed to have coordinated their attack,
simultaneously targeting a Ninth Layer Core Formation disciple.
Even if Jiang Fan fought alone, he could easily obliterate the person,
let alone when the three joined forces in a surprise attack.
The disciple barely had time to react before dying on the spot.
"This one’s mine!" Wu Manyue severed his head in a single stroke, swiftly stuffing it into a space storage device.
"You!" Ren Guhong, seeing his chance slip away, decisively dashed toward another Ninth Layer Core Formation cultivator.
He actually didn’t manage to claim the kill!
"Senior Sister Wu, how many years have you been single?
"Your hand’s speed is incredible!"
Left with no choice, his gaze fell on the last remaining person—Kang Lin.
But as soon as he scanned the area,
he realized that Kang Lin had used some secret technique to appear on the distant horizon.
Moreover, he was using some bizarre, leaping movement technique to speed away rapidly.
Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes, "Compared to Zhang Yundian, you’re much faster."
But reflecting on it, perhaps Zhang Yundian wasn’t exactly slow.
With his injuries so severe that simply escaping was impressive, how could he possibly have run fast?
"Unfortunate for you, you’ve encountered me!"
"Heavenly Thunder Six Parts · Cloud Shadow!"
A sizzling sound filled the air—
he summoned the Nine Heavens Thunder Dragon and flew off in pursuit.
Kang Lin, already well outside of visible range, wore a grim expression.
"Hmph! If I intend to leave, can you really stop me?"
"Stealing the Earth Phoenix tomb’s burial treasures in secret is now impossible."
"If this matter gets out, the Divine Movement Sect will face endless troubles!"
"Damn those wretches! If our sect suffers misfortune, the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion will pay for it!"
Just as his words fell—
Thunder clapped overhead.
A thunder dragon roared down from the skies.
At just one glance, Kang Lin’s face paled in fright. "Heavenly Thunder Six Parts · Cloud Shadow?"
"You’re from the Ten Thousand Tribulations Holy Temple?"
But when he saw the slender figure in flowing black robes atop the thunder dragon,
his eyes widened in shock, "It’s you?"
"Aren’t you a disciple of the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion?"
"Ah, I see it now! You’ve stolen secret techniques from the Ten Thousand Tribulations Holy Temple!"
"And you’ve already cultivated them to the Third Layer!"
"You’re doomed! Just wait until the Ten Thousand Tribulations Holy Temple hunts you down!"
Kang Lin laughed viciously as if he had grasped Jiang Fan’s weakness.
Jiang Fan’s voice was icy. "Do you really think you’ll get the chance to tattle?"
"Heavenly Thunder Six Parts · Undying Blade!"
A crackling sound rang out—
A lightning-shrouded blade two hundred zhang long cleaved through the air, slicing straight toward Kang Lin.
Kang Lin’s eyelid twitched violently.
"You’ve mastered Undying Blade as well?"
"Thankfully, it’s only at the First Layer!"
He turned and launched two punches toward the heavens.
Two radiant yellow fist winds soared upward, colliding with the massive, two-hundred-zhang lightning blade.
The lightning blade trembled violently, shattering into arcs of lightning scattered everywhere.
The residual blade energy pierced through Kang Lin’s body.
Leaving him merely paralyzed and convulsing violently.
He sneered, "I told you, you can’t do anything to me!"
Yet Jiang Fan remained unhurried, casting a calm glance around, and said, "Finally, I can unleash my full power."
Kang Lin’s expression shifted slightly.
Could it be that out of caution toward the Jiangshan First-class Building Owner, Jiang Fan had withheld his more lethal techniques?
"Yin Marrow Talisman!"
A flash appeared in Jiang Fan’s palm,
and a black jade Tiger Talisman appeared in his hand.
He slammed it fiercely.
A dark, enormous mass of Yin Qi condensed into a massive claw that struck Kang Lin’s body.
The invasive Yin Qi immediately delved into his body, surging into his Golden Core.
In an instant, Kang Lin was horrified to realize that his Golden Core could no longer operate.
Which meant his Spiritual Power had been sealed.
"Five Magnetic Divine Light!"
Not giving him the slightest chance to resist,
the Five Magnetic Yuan Mountain suddenly descended, slamming Kang Lin violently into the ground.
Powerful divine light instantly enveloped him.
But Kang Lin was no ordinary opponent.
In the instant he was struck down, he decisively used the last bits of Spiritual Power within his meridians to activate a space talisman.
Before the divine light could fully envelop him, he vanished in an instant.
Jiang Fan’s expression darkened.
Even with his Spiritual Power sealed, he still managed to escape!
But he wouldn’t get far.
Jiang Fan’s gaze turned toward the direction where the spatial energy had dissipated.
He summoned the thunder dragon and pursued at high speed.
Each instance of Instantaneous Movement covered several dozen li.
After absorbing the thunder power from the Thunder Pool, the Cloud Shadow technique could now be sustained for eight uses, up from its initial five.
This was enough to span over two or three hundred li.
But a space scroll’s range was only slightly over a hundred li at best.
After several claps of thunder,
Jiang Fan indeed caught up with Kang Lin.
At this moment, wrapped in Yin Qi, Kang Lin was attempting to expel the invasive Qi by swallowing Spirit Pills to restore the functioning of his Golden Core.
But Jiang Fan caught up far too quickly.
Kang Lin felt a wave of despair in his heart.
"Five Magnetic Divine Light!"
The Five Magnetic Yuan Mountain descended again, its dispersing divine light instantly enveloping Kang Lin.
Not only was Kang Lin deprived of his Spiritual Power, but even his physical strength left him powerless.
His body went limp, unable to move.
"What... what is this?"
Without uttering a word, he launched a bizarre, lightning-infused force from his palm toward Kang Lin’s chest.
Kang Lin’s face turned pale. "Void Flow Thunder Force?"
A muffled impact. Kang Lin’s left chest was shattered.
He let out a miserable scream before his body froze and fell lifelessly to the ground.
Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes.
With a reverse grip on the Purple Sword, he swung it toward Kang Lin’s neck.
When dealing with disciples of the Outer Realm Divine Sect, Jiang Fan was always on high alert.
Until the head was severed, he could never truly declare them dead.
A crowd of Spirit Beasts burst through the thick snow, racing toward them.
On the backs of these Spirit Beasts stood numerous figures,
seemingly powerful cultivators from a certain sect.
To everyone’s shock, the supposedly ’dead’ Kang Lin suddenly opened his eyes and shouted desperately toward the newcomers, "Seniors of the Nine-Sect!"
"I’m a disciple of the Divine Movement Sect."
"There’s a local disciple trying to kill me!"
"I beg of you to stop him. Do not bring great calamity upon your domain!"