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...
At the edge of the wasteland lies a deep mountain, behind which stretches a vast mountain range that also seems to have no end in sight, but the spiritual energy within the mountain range is abundant.
Three figures in black robes were chasing Jun Shuiqian.
Lin Jinglong flashed and blocked their way.
"What happened?"
"We were unlucky; we were teleported into True Dragon Mountain as soon as we entered. Several high-level Martial Emperors from the Hidden World Alliance also came in with us!"
Jun Shuiqian spoke quickly.
Lin Jinglong stroked the ancient jade in his palm.
He scrutinized Jun Shuiqian and said calmly, "Since you've already escaped, why are they relentlessly pursuing you?"
Jun Shuiqian became increasingly anxious.
The men in black robes behind them were about to arrive.
"A real dragon! We've seen a real dragon!"
"Those three experts came to kill and silence witnesses; they too saw the traces of the true dragon!"
"What did you say?"
Lin Jinglong looked at him with suspicion.
Wu Tongtian squeezed through and said just as urgently, "Master Lin, don't doubt it, what our vice president said is absolutely true."
"The mountain is called True Dragon Mountain because someone once saw a real dragon there. At first, we thought we were incredibly lucky to have actually encountered an ancient dragon."
"But I didn't expect there were other people nearby!"
Just then.
The three men in black robes had already arrived.
They looked at Lin Jinglong, who had suddenly appeared, and one of them frowned, feeling that he looked somewhat familiar, but couldn't remember who he was for a moment.
As for the other two, they were quite decisive.
"You've found some help? But I remember your Loose Cultivator Martial Arts Association doesn't even have a ninth-level Martial Emperor besides your president, Jun Tianlin. No matter what kind of help you have, it's all in vain in front of us!"
The three men surrounded them menacingly.
"Besides, you've been muttering to each other for a while now, could it be that you told this person what you saw in the mountains?"
"Then he'll be implicated because of you."
"Everyone here must die!"
The aura emanating from these three individuals grew increasingly powerful.
The pressure from the fluctuations made these low- to mid-level Martial Emperors almost unable to breathe, and Jun Shuiqian's face turned extremely pale.
Wu Tongtian forcefully blocked the crowd.
His eyes were trembling too.
"Mr. Lin, what do you think of this matter?"
"I'll handle it!"
Lin Jinglong waved his hand casually.
A barrier of true energy stood in front of the crowd, resisting the pressure brought by the three Martial Emperors.
"Three seventh-tier units."
"His level of skill is not low."
"But... who gave you the luck to threaten to kill us all?"
Lin Jinglong took out the Dragon Roar Blade.
As soon as he finished speaking, a violent dragon roar exploded around him, and a phantom of a fire dragon appeared out of thin air, superimposed with several bolts of heavenly lightning that suddenly fell.
The two seventh-tier Martial Emperors were instantly burned to ashes!
The remaining seventh-rank cultivator possessed defensive techniques and wore precious armor, suggesting he held a high position within the Hidden World Alliance. He stared wide-eyed at Lin Jinglong.
My breathing suddenly stopped.
"I remember now, you're Lin Jinglong!"
"You've actually advanced another realm!"
"you……"
"You talk too much nonsense!"
Lin Jinglong, impatient, slashed at him again.
This strike employed a secret technique from the Lin family's bloodline. First, the bloodline pierced through the man's body, affecting the flow of his internal energy and preventing him from fully dodging.
The phantom of the fire dragon roared and pierced through his body.
In an instant, the last seventh-tier fighter also met a tragic end!
Jun Shuiqian, Wu Tongtian, and the remaining dozen or so elders of the Loose Cultivator Martial Arts Association stared in disbelief at the scene.
"Master Lin's strength has improved so quickly?"
Wu Tongtian was dumbfounded.
Not long ago, he had fought Lin Jinglong in the Lingyun Mountain ruins. At that time, Lin Jinglong was not even a Martial Emperor.
"How long has it been? He can kill high-level Martial Emperors like killing chickens. If he faces us low-level Martial Emperors, wouldn't he be able to crush us with a flick of his finger?"
Wu Tongtian was sweating profusely.
Suddenly recalling her past experiences, she only thought about how, after seeing Lin Jinglong subdue a ninth-grade golden pill and demonstrate his extraordinary potential, she decisively reconciled with him and even showed a flattering attitude.
This is such a fortunate decision!
"Thank you so much, Master Lin, for saving our lives. We will definitely repay you after we leave this blessed land!"
Jun Shuiqian said repeatedly from the side.
Lin Jinglong's attention had already shifted to the mountains.
"Aside from the Hidden World Alliance, are there any other forces within True Dragon Mountain?"
Lin Jinglong still remembers his responsibilities as a team leader.
He planned to join the other members of the Presbyterian council.
"On the way to escape, we also saw other people. The population inside Zhenlong Mountain is much denser than in this wasteland."
Jun Shuiqian explained.
"Alright, come with me into the mountains to find that so-called true dragon. At the same time, I also need to gather other people."
"yes!"
Jun Shuiqian adopted a very humble posture.
After all, Lin Jinglong's strength was undeniable, and he had saved her life, so she agreed without hesitation.
However, before leaving, Wu Tongtian...
He whispered to Lin Jinglong, "Master Lin, although there are real dragons and other martial artists in Zhenlong Mountain, this journey is fraught with danger."
“The reclusive families are already gathering manpower through secret methods. These three people were just a small minority. We must be wary of their main force.”
Lin Jinglong frowned as he walked forward.
"Isn't this blessed land supposed to be free of secret techniques for transmitting sound and teleporting?"
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