Disciple, You Are Invincible, Go Down the Mountain!

Three years ago, he was the young master of the most prominent family in the capital, but due to his grandfather's superstition, he was sent to a Taoist temple where he suffered hardship yet ma...

Chapter 183 Remnants of the Ten Clans!

What is this?

Qin Suifeng was wielding his knife to kill someone.

Seeing the suddenly appearing ball of flesh, which vaguely exuded an aura of royalty, greatly surprised her.

"This is the Mountain-Sitting Technique, a strange and evil art that allows one's soul to parasitize another's body, extracting their life force and converting it into one's own power."

"This fleshy ball is a monster created by the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Spirits, which preserved the life force of those hundred mummies."

Lin Jinglong explained to Qin Suifeng.

She was stunned for a moment. Although he was the leader of the Dragon Group, she had never seen such an evil technique before.

She turned to look at the ball of flesh.

“This strange fleshy ball already possesses the aura of a royal-level being. With your strength, you can’t even break through its defenses. Let me make a move.”

She raised her knife to shield Lin Jinglong.

He swiftly swung his sword, striking the ball of flesh, but only managed to hinder it for a moment, unable to break through its defenses.

The situation has become somewhat passive.

Qin Suifeng's expression gradually became serious.

Lin Jinglong looked at the location of the soul lamp, where the blooming green light was actually the divine soul power of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Spirits.

It was this force that forged that royal-level fleshy monster, which is now charging towards him recklessly.

"Lin Jinglong, your death is near!"

"With the power of the Mountain-Sitting Technique combined with this Soul-Trapping Method, you are no match for me!"

"I want to make up for the mistake I made last time!"

The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Spirits said smugly.

"You're getting ahead of yourself."

"Your soul-drawing technique is too shallow in foundation and has too many flaws."

"Have you forgotten that I erased your soul imprint last time?"

Lin Jinglong is now equivalent to a Saint-level martial artist, but in essence, he is still a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Ordinary martial artists have no access to things like the soul, and even an old monster like the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Spirits has only dabbled in it.

It's incomparable to Lin Jinglong's Nascent Soul Realm.

And then the next moment.

Lin Jinglong released his divine sense, directly crushing the green light emitted from the soul lamp, causing it to turn back into a small flame.

The ball of flesh that Qin Suifeng had no way to deal with also stopped moving instantly, unable to maintain that terrifying state any longer.

The earth crumbled on the spot, turning into scattered corpses.

This scene astonished Qin Suifeng and the group of experts from the Dragon Group, who were not far away.

"Lin Jinglong's methods are indeed formidable!"

"No wonder the boss has his eye on him!"

Chen Qingling teased in a low voice from the side.

Wu Song gritted his teeth, silently lowered his head, and dared not entertain any more thoughts of competing with Lin Jinglong, after all, the gap between the two was simply too great.

On the other side.

The Ancestor of All Spirits immediately went mad.

"Why is your spiritual strength so high!"

You're not human!

"You're a ghost too!"

Lin Jinglong laughed heartily.

He walked up to the soul lamp, continued to suppress the other party with his divine soul, and then lifted the soul lamp.

"Fool, do you think you're the only one in the world who understands the methods of cultivating the soul?"

The Ancestor of All Spirits fell silent.

He naturally wouldn't think that way, but he didn't expect Lin Jinglong's soul strength to be so high. Just how many tricks does this guy have up his sleeve?

But all of this is meaningless now.

He fell into Lin Jinglong's hands once again!

"I have lost. With your methods, you can easily kill me. Hurry up and make your move."

"You want me to kill you?"

Lin Jinglong sneered coldly.

"You are just a puppet now. If I kill you, how can I lure out the master behind you?"

"you……"

The Ancestor of All Spirits was increasingly horrified.

Lin Jinglong is a madman.

But he also felt that this was a good thing for him, and couldn't help but sneer.

"Fine! You're quite capable, but if you knew who's behind me, you'd probably be scared out of your wits."

"Why don't you tell me?"

"Zhuge Zun!"

The Ancestor of All Spirits spoke a name.

Lin Jinglong was puzzled; he had never heard of it.

"So it was him!"

Qin Suifeng also came over.

She frowned and explained to Lin Jinglong, "The Zhuge family is one of the five hidden imperial bloodline families. Zhuge Zun is their patriarch, a peak Emperor-level expert!"

Why did Zhuge Zun send you to kill me?

Lin Jinglong inquired of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Spirits.

He hesitated for a moment.

“Besides me, there are four other source-level hosts of the Sitting Mountain Technique. They are all scattered throughout the Great Xia. It seems that Zhuge Zun is using this to set up a very large array.”

"As for killing you, it's for that immortal-level cultivation technique you possess. He said the Nirvana Treasure Technique is the most precious treasure he used to set up his grand formation!"

Lin Jinglong's eyes turned cold upon hearing this.

"Zhuge Zun, so you were also coveting the Nirvana Technique. Very well, I'll remember that name."

Qin Suifeng, standing to the side, gave him a sympathetic look.

"There are not many people in this world who can be coveted by the five great imperial blood families at the same time, and not a single one of them can survive safely. I hope your fate will be different."

Qin Suifeng said with heartfelt emotion.

Lin Jinglong remained silent, storing the soul lamp in his sleeve, intending to use it to lure out the head of the Zhuge family.

He and Qin Suifeng had already discussed it.

We agreed to visit the Immortal Ruins tonight.

He planned to go back to the Dragon Soul Club first.

However, Qin Suifeng stopped him before he left.

"I hope we can cooperate well in the future. Here's some news for you: the first batch of prodigies from reclusive families have arrived in Kyoto, and they are old acquaintances of yours."

"who?"

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