Red Scorpion stared at Shang Lin as if he were seeing a super monster. He was so stunned by Shang Lin's series of crazy actions that he could no longer feel the pain of his injuries.

The seven members of Tianji were completely dumbfounded. What was wrong with this kid? He actually called the police!

Although Feixian Palace is a secluded sect, it is impossible for them to completely avoid the world, especially the outer disciples, who are basically in the mortal world. The inner disciples are just relatively fewer.

So Tianji and the others knew what calling the police meant. As for confronting them head-on, it wasn't that they were afraid, but dealing with the authorities was always a bit troublesome.

These reclusive sects are used to acting freely, but once they get involved with the government, all sorts of rules and cumbersome procedures will follow.

Tianji glared angrily at Shang Lin, "You've got guts, but can you guarantee they can outrun us?"

Red Scorpion instinctively shielded Shang Lin behind him, and Old Man Chai also wanted to stand in front of him, but he was barely able to stand and was only trying not to fall down, so he didn't want to distract Shang Lin.

Before Tianji could finish speaking, he swiftly attacked Shang Lin. The seven of them had lived and cultivated together for many years and were already in perfect harmony, so when he moved, the six people around him also moved.

And they coordinated perfectly, instantly unleashing an overwhelming pressure that swept over them, as if they were truly facing mountains and seas rushing towards them.

The crimson scorpion blocking Shang Lin's path involuntarily reverted to its original form under this oppressive force, but it was as if it had been frozen in place, unable to move an inch.

Old Man Chai's severely injured body, unable to withstand such immense pressure, turned directly into ashes, and even his soul was shattered!

"ah!!!"

Suddenly, Shang Lin let out a mournful cry, and his eyes immediately turned crimson gold. He leaped up, using the crimson scorpion's carapace for leverage, and charged towards the seven members of Tianji. The Yuntai Sect's Seventy-Two Sword Techniques directly "cleaved mountains and split seas," seemingly carrying an aura of world destruction.

The seven members of Tianji were violently shaken and scattered, staggering about. Shang Lin also coughed up a large mouthful of blood, but he seemed oblivious, his eyes fixed on Tianji as if he were looking at a dead man.

Shang Lin looked like a vengeful ghost crawling out of hell. His face was deathly pale, his eyes were bloodshot, his lips were stained with blood, his clothes were tattered, but his gaze was cold and hard, as if anyone he looked at would die.

"Shang Lin." The Divine Lord's voice was like a clear spring flowing into this chaotic world, drowning out everything else. "You cannot be injured, you cannot bleed."

Red Scorpion immediately transformed into human form. He was a little afraid to get close to Shang Lin, feeling that if he did, he would be reduced to ashes like Old Man Chai just now.

Suddenly, the sound of sirens reached his ears. Shang Lin closed his eyes briefly, and with a wave of his hand, he collected all the creatures—Changfeng, Chixie, and the Tower Spirit—into the Dragon Spirit Tower.

Then Shang Lin gave Tianji a slightly wicked smirk, and tumbled out of the front door, landing right at the feet of Uncle Hat, who was getting out of the car.

Shang, the drama queen, immediately went online. He grabbed Uncle Hat's hand as he tried to help him up, and said weakly, "We can't go in. They're not ordinary people. They're powerful people who know magic. My godfather has already been harmed by them. If I had known they were this powerful, I wouldn't have called the police. That way, fewer people would have been hurt."