Gu JianCheen, as one of the Holy Envoys of the Holy Gu Sect, possesses Fake Core Realm Cultivation, and his strength is beyond doubt.
His escape speed was incredibly fast, and in the blink of an eye, he fled to the outskirts of Liiu Yuan City.
From a distance, one could vaguely see True Qi surging and swirling around him, engulfed by a green poisonous gas.
However, while his speed was fast, Lin Tian’s speed was even faster.
He was like a ghostly shadow, darting through the night.
"Ah... You intend to hunt me down relentlessly? Opposing my Holy Gu Sect, even if you are a Golden Core Cultivator, you will end up with no place to bury your corpse!"
Up ahead, seeing Lin Tian rapidly catching up, Gu JianCheen couldn’t help but scream, "You don’t know the strength of our Holy Master in the Holy Sect, he is peerless, through heaven and earth. If you kill this Holy Envoy, your end will also be miserable!"
Gu JianCheen just hoped Lin Tian would show mercy and let him go.
Originally, he stayed just to deal with Lin Tian, who was the cultivator behind the Hengling Gang, to prevent future troubles.
Unexpectedly, the other party was actually a Golden Core Cultivator!
This was beyond his expectations.
"Holy Gu Sect? Humph, your Holy Gu Sect headquarters no longer exists; I’ve wiped them out!"
Lin Tian sneered coldly and shouted, "You shouldn’t have provoked me in a million ways!"
With a sudden shout, Lin Tian’s speed surged, and in the blink of an eye, he was behind Gu JianCheen, delivering a punch from afar.
The force of the True Qi erupted like a rainbow, fiercely striking Gu JianCheen’s back.
Gu JianCheen spat out a blood arrow with a ’pfft’, his whole body flying through the air.
He did not perish, but his Dantian was destroyed by Lin Tian’s punch, and his cultivation was completely dissipated.
"You destroyed my cultivation?"
Gu JianCheen lay on the ground, gritting his teeth as he raised his head, shouting fiercely, "Kill me or cut me up; do as you wish! Do you intend to humiliate me?"
"Humiliate you? I wouldn’t even dignify myself to that!"
Lin Tian walked to Gu JianCheen’s side, shook his head with a cold expression, his gaze sinister, voice icy, "Answer my upcoming questions, or I will cast your Divine Soul into perpetual purgatorial torment! Beware my methods!"
Initially, Gu JianCheen was disdainful, but meeting Lin Tian’s gaze, he involuntarily shuddered, a ghastly pale expression surfacing on his face.
Is this person a demon?
Gu JianCheen became fearful; he didn’t dare gamble. If what Lin Tian said was true, he would rather die than endure eternal purgatorial torment.
The miserable appearances of Wu Gu Bo and Yang Zimao were still fresh in his mind.
If the Divine Soul were to suffer such torment eternally, how horrifying would it be?
"I... I’ll speak... I’ll speak..."
Gu JianCheen, trembling in fear at this point, quickly said, "I’ll say anything..."
"Where is your Holy Master? Don’t tell me your Holy Gu Sect consists of just you few people!"
Lin Tian stared directly at Gu JianCheen, asking coldly.
"In... In the Broken Bridge Ridge of the Yelang Mountains!"
Gu JianCheen dared not hesitate, responding urgently.
Lin Tian grabbed Gu JianCheen and soared into the sky.
The Yelang Mountains are a branch of the Ten Thousand Mountains.
When Lin Tian appeared at the mountain range entrance with Gu JianCheen, vast towering peaks stretched as far as the eye could see, and ancient woods and wolf forests sprawled along the ridges endlessly.
Under the heavy night shroud, the sound of beastly roars echoed one after another.
Lin Tian flew along the direction pointed by Gu JianCheen.
They could see a mountain ridge from afar, below which lights were ablaze, and hazy outlines of people could be seen.
Over that ridge, Lin Tian could already sense an extremely terrifying aura swirling around.
Atop the ridge, a mighty array was slowly absorbing the surrounding heaven and earth energy.
Lin Tian’s vast Divine Sense swept forward.
However, to his surprise, his Divine Sense couldn’t fully penetrate it.
He could only vaguely see a few figures inside.
Helpless, Lin Tian retracted his Divine Sense and shouted at Gu JianCheen, "Your Holy Master is in that ridge?"
Gu JianCheen replied tremulously.
He was still very scared now, fearing Lin Tian’s similar fate for him as Wu Gu Bo and others, rather than just dying.
But now that they were at the Holy Master’s secluded cultivation site, he secretly rejoiced wildly.
If the Holy Master took action, perhaps he could capture and kill the person in front of him!
"Very well! I’ll wait for him to come out! I am waiting to personally take his head!"
Lin Tian looked toward the ridge with a growing killing intent, and he cast a Chaotic Soul Technique into Gu JianCheen’s forehead, tossing him from mid-air onto the ridge.
Gu JianCheen screamed in pain, but before the scream was halfway through, he was shot like a cannonball into the ridge.
And this commotion caused the group at the bottom of the ridge to look up toward it, but after seeing nothing, each of them respectfully lowered their heads again.
Within the ridge, the Holy Master of the Holy Gu Sect was cultivating in seclusion, and no matter how strange the sounds were, they pretended not to hear.
Lin Tian stepped along the ridge, heading towards Broken Bridge Ridge; he refrained from reckless attacks because of the strange array atop the ridge.
And he still didn’t know what kind of existence the Holy Master of the Holy Gu Sect was. He never acted recklessly!
His mind was ablaze with killing intent and fury, but he wouldn’t take the Holy Master’s head like a brute.
"The winds and rains of heaven and earth have ghosts and gods, let the killing battles cleanse into my being!"
As Lin Tian walked, gazing at the vast mountain range, his murderous intent was like a rainbow, "Reborn in this world, I entered the mundane, hiding my sharpness. But ultimately, this path of Cultivation, without battles and killings, how can I make beings like the Holy Gu Sect tremble in fear? Tonight, whoever blocks my path of battle, dies!"
Recalling Huang Juun’s corpse strewn scene, Lin Tian’s resolve to kill was intensely fervent.
But, his face remained as deeply composed and frighteningly indifferent, with only silence on his face!
At the base of Broken Bridge Ridge.
Flying Cloud Inn and Wind Mountain, the two major forces, were gathered, followed by people from the Ning and Yan families.
Originally a gathering place for Loose Cultivators in the Southwest Cultivation Realm.
But gradually, following the emergence of a powerful Fake Core Realm Loose Cultivator, many Loose Cultivators began to follow him, forming a faction of their own.
This person, named Zhong Xiangdi, was known as the first Loose Cultivator of the Southwest.
Tonight, he brought dozens of strong members of the Flying Cloud Army here, prepared to submit to the Holy Gu Sect.
The Holy Gu Sect had the ambition and strength to conquer the Yelang Cultivation Domain, and they at the Flying Cloud Inn chose to surrender.
After all, they couldn’t resist, and following a sect led by a Golden Core Ancestor like the Holy Gu Sect was better than their current situation.
And beside the Flying Cloud Inn was Wind Mountain.
Within the crowd of strong cultivators and disciples, Hee Tianci, Ximen You, and Xiao Changkong were included.
In front of them stood a young man, as upright as a sword.
That young man was none other than Xiao Changkong.
In the past, he was noticed by a Golden Core Ancestor of the Sword Saint Mountain, one of the three major Cultivation Domains in East Continent, due to his exceptional Talent.
The gaze of amazement and admiration from the disciples upon him was enough to show how highly they regarded him.