txolops Chapter 231 Storm!
Chapter 231 Storm!
Lin Yuan withdrew the lightning from his fingertips, his gaze sweeping over the two mangled corpses on the ground. His eyes remained unmoved. He knew very well that these two Xuanzhen Temple disciples had committed numerous evils and deserved to die. Most importantly, they knew his and An Xin's whereabouts and strength. If they left any trace and were tracked down by the Xuanzhen Temple, it would inevitably lead to even greater trouble.
Eliminating the root of the problem is only the first step; destroying the body and erasing all traces is the only way to completely erase the evidence of their presence.
"Don't worry, get to work, destroy the evidence, and we'll leave here immediately." Lin Yuan said without hesitation. He bent down and picked up the remaining fragments of the Soul-Suppressing Bell and the remnants of the Soul-Devouring Banner from the ground, crushed them into dust, and they dissipated into the air. These magical artifacts still carried the sinister aura of the Xuanzhen Temple. If they were left behind, they could easily become clues for tracking.
Anxin nodded, her eyes also full of vigilance: "We really can't stay here any longer, otherwise it's too easy for something to go wrong."
Lin Yuan raised his hand and waved it. Two flames landed on the corpses on the ground. The flames rose up, carrying a scorching heat, and quickly enveloped the two corpses. The speed at which the flames burned was far beyond what was expected. In just a few breaths, the two corpses were engulfed by the flames. The flesh and bones melted and burned rapidly under the high temperature, without making the slightest charring sound. Only a faint wisp of smoke rose slowly, drifting away with the mountain wind, and soon disappeared into the dark night sky.
An Xin stood guard to the side, her sharp eyes scanning the surrounding mountains and forests, constantly on alert for any possible unusual movements.
She knew that the Xuanzhen Temple wielded immense power, and no one could guarantee that there weren't other Xuanzhen Temple pursuers nearby...
Fortunately, the deep mountains were quiet in the dead of night, with only the faint sound of the flames burning and the howling of the mountain wind. There was no unusual activity around.
After seeing that everything on the ground had been burned to ashes, Anxin nodded and quickly walked to Lin Yuan's side, her tone grave: "Lin Yuan, let's leave quickly. It's not safe to stay here any longer. If the people from Xuanzhen Temple come over, we'll be in trouble."
"Okay." Lin Yuan nodded, turned around and walked quickly toward the carriage. He first quickly checked the blood coffin. The crimson coffin body shone with a warm glow, the sealing patterns were clear and firm, and the blood zombie inside the coffin remained silent, undisturbed.
Without further delay, the two calmly cranked the corpse-controlling bell. The crisp and rapid sound of the bell echoed through the silent mountain forest, guiding the zombie horde to follow.
Lin Yuan then urged the paper horse forward. The paper horse plowed the ground with its four hooves, stepping on the pebbles, and galloped towards the mountain road ahead.
The sounds of carriage wheels grinding against the ground, the stiff throbbing of the zombies, and the hoofbeats of paper horses mingled together, sounding exceptionally clear in the deep mountains at night, only to be quickly drowned out by the howling mountain wind.
Lin Yuan sat at the front of the carriage, constantly watching his surroundings to prevent any accidents.
The information I had just learned from Lingtai and Lingyu kept flashing through my mind—Xuanjizi, having cultivated for many years, possessed formidable strength and was skilled in sinister magic...
This is a completely evil and heretical path!
"Xuanjizi has cultivated for nearly a hundred years and his strength is not simple. I'm afraid we'll have to face him next."
Lin Yuan slowly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with solemnity. He turned to look at An Xin beside him and said, "They said that Xuanjizi was in seclusion recently, preparing to refine the inner core of the dragon. Now that the dragon has been killed, his seclusion will inevitably be interrupted. Before long, he will also discover that his two disciples have been killed. At that time, he will definitely come to hunt us down personally."
Anxin nodded, keeping the sniper rifle firmly in her hand. Her eyes scanned the mountain road ahead and the forests on both sides warily. Her tone was equally solemn: "That's right. Moreover, Xuanzhen Temple is only a thousand miles away from here. If Xuanjizi takes action personally, he will be extremely fast. We must get to the next supply point as soon as possible, rest and recuperate, and at the same time devise a countermeasure."
"Hmm." Lin Yuan nodded slightly: "We can't be rushing to replenish our Yin energy while facing this person. We must be well-prepared beforehand so that we can properly fight him!"
As they traveled, the two analyzed the current situation, their tone grave but without a trace of fear.
They all knew very well that this crisis was unavoidable, and the two sides had become mortal enemies. Only by killing Xuanjizi could this matter be resolved!
The paper horse galloped forward, heading towards the next supply point. The deep mountains behind them grew farther and farther away, but Lin Yuan knew in his heart that an even greater storm was rapidly approaching.
Meanwhile, a thousand miles away atop Xuanzhen Mountain, deep within the secret chamber of Xuanzhen Temple, all was deathly silent, save for a single oil lamp casting a faint glow that illuminated a figure in the center of the chamber.
Xuanjizi remained seated on the peach wood cushion, his eyes closed. He was surrounded by a dense aura of yin and evil, as well as Taoist spiritual energy. His aura was steady and powerful, indicating that he was still in seclusion, attempting to refine the inner core of the dragon and break through his current realm.
On the wall in front of him hung two luminous white jade tablets, their surfaces engraved with intricate runes and shrouded in a faint spiritual light, resonating with Xuanjizi's aura—these were the life tablets of Lingtai and Lingyu, crafted by Xuanjizi using their life essence. Once the two died, the life tablets would shatter instantly, and Xuanjizi would be able to sense it immediately.
Over the years, Xuanjizi has trained many disciples. Each disciple has their own life tablet, which is hung in this secret room. If a disciple dies, he will know immediately. If a disciple betrays him, he can also use the life tablet to instantly kill the other party's soul.
In his eyes, these disciples were nothing more than tools for him to practice evil arts and expand his power; their lives, honor, and disgrace were all in his hands.
Just as Lin Yuan's lightning blade struck Lingtai and Lingyu's head, two crisp "crack" sounds suddenly rang out from the secret chamber, breaking the previous silence.
The two translucent white jade plaques hanging on the wall suddenly cracked without warning. The cracks spread rapidly, and within a few breaths, they shattered completely. Tiny jade pieces fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and the spiritual light around them instantly dissipated, leaving only a faint trace of yin energy that slowly drifted away.
Xuanjizi, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. The calmness in his eyes was instantly replaced by overwhelming rage. His originally deep eyes turned blood red, and his aura suddenly surged. Yin evil energy and Taoist spiritual energy intertwined to form a terrifying aura that instantly swept through the entire secret chamber.
The oil lamp shook violently from the force of the energy, its light flickering. Cracks appeared all over the walls of the secret chamber, and pebbles fell off one after another. Jade fragments on the ground were scattered everywhere by the force of the energy.