Lin Feng's soul transmigrated to 1940, activating the Guerrilla System (Guerrilla warfare, protracted war, fight to the death against the Japanese devils!).
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The purple electric ball exploded, turning into a ball of purple lightning that entered Lin Feng's brow.
The power of this memory transmission was extremely strong. Lin Feng felt a buzzing in his mind, saw stars, and almost fainted.
However, Lin Feng was not injured; instead, he regained consciousness and opened his eyes.
"System, check my attributes."
With a crisp "ding," the system's voice sounded.
"Host (Lin Feng), Name: Lin Feng, Cultivation Level: Golden Core Realm, Lifespan: 300 years. Cultivation Techniques: Nine Yang True Scripture, Chaos Devouring Technique (Second Level), Great Thousand Sword Canon (Second Level), Supernatural Powers: Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill (First Level), Dragon Elephant Subduing Demon Staff Technique (Third Level), Nine Yin True Water (Sixth Level), Purple Extreme Burning Flame Technique (Sixth Level). Weapon: None. Equipment Type: Weapon, Equipment Level: S-Rank."
Cultivation Techniques: Nine Yang True Scripture, Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, Nine Yin True Water, Purple Extreme Burning Flame Technique; Supernatural Powers: Nine Yin Burning Heaven Technique, Nine Yang True Fire, Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, Nine Dragon Soul-Locking Chains...
Upon seeing the attribute descriptions provided by the system, Lin Feng was shaken, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"What?! I actually... reached the Golden Core realm?!"
"Moreover, he has reached the third level?"
"This... how is this possible? My cultivation speed has always been very slow, hasn't it? Logically speaking, I should only be able to advance to the Nascent Soul realm around the age of three hundred. How could I have broken through two realms in just a few months?!"
"Could it be because of that 'Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill'?"
Thinking of this, Lin Feng couldn't help but recall his time in the Great Wilderness Ancient Realm, when he cultivated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique and broke through the fifth level, successfully entering the Nascent Soul realm.
Thinking of this, Lin Feng couldn't help but smile wryly: "So it's because of practicing the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique."
However, Lin Feng then shook his head.
The reason he broke through to the Nascent Soul realm was entirely because his spiritual root was different from ordinary people, and he also possessed the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique, which Lin Feng had cultivated in the Great Wilderness Ancient Realm, so he naturally knew about it.
"Could it be because of that Nine Yang True Fire? If that's the case, then it's truly a wonderful thing; the cultivation speed will be incredibly fast."
Lin Feng thought to himself.
However, he still had some doubts and asked, puzzled, "But when I was cultivating the Nine Yang True Fire Technique, my cultivation speed wasn't fast. It was even slower than the Nine Yin True Fire Technique. Could it be that I have an innate Yin body? If one has an innate Yin body, cultivating the Nine Yang True Fire Technique would not only be faster, but it would also be easier to break through bottlenecks?"
Thinking about this, Lin Feng couldn't help but make his own guesses.
However, he quickly shook his head.
He knew that he was definitely not born with a Yin constitution.
Although the innate Yin body is powerful, it still requires a long period of cultivation to advance from the lowest level to the Nascent Soul realm. Moreover, it requires a large amount of resources, making it impossible to achieve such a meteoric rise as he did.
"It seems like it's a different story."
Lin Feng pondered for a moment, then carefully recalled the memories. He realized that none of them seemed to be characteristics of a congenital Yin body, so he stopped thinking about them.
"Now, let's deal with that black-robed ghost first." Lin Feng stood up, leaped onto a treetop, and looked down at the group of evil sect disciples fighting below.
Among that group, besides the black-robed ghost, there was also a heretical disciple named Wang Zhiyuan, who was at the peak of the Foundation Establishment realm.
Wang Zhiyuan was also a heretical disciple who had cultivated the "Heavenly Demon Divine Art". He had reached the peak of Foundation Establishment and was about to end his life as a heretical disciple and go to the sect to participate in the inner disciple assessment.
After Lin Feng killed the black-robed ghost, all the evil sect disciples were terrified.
Seeing Lin Feng jump to the top of the tree, they all ran away.
But Lin Feng wasn't about to let them get away with it.
"Trying to leave? Stay here, you bastard!!"
Lin Feng swung his right arm, and a terrifying blade of light, flashing with dazzling blue flames, ripped through the void and instantly caught up with one of the evil disciples who had cultivated the "Heavenly Demon Divine Art".
The evil disciple sensed the aftereffects of the attack and quickly activated his internal energy to defend against it.
However, just as his internal energy began to circulate, Lin Feng's blade slashed at his shoulder.
A soft click.
The evil disciple's shoulder was sliced off, and blood splattered everywhere.
Ah~~~
The evil disciple let out a shrill scream, his body fell to the ground, unable to catch his breath, and immediately lost consciousness.
Those evil sect disciples involuntarily stopped in their tracks, staring in utter horror at the evil sect disciple whose shoulder had been cut off.
Terrified, they dared not flee any further, and instead stared blankly at Lin Feng.
"Who...who...are you?"
The evil disciple, whose shoulder had been cut off, asked tremblingly.
Upon hearing this, the others also asked in astonishment, "Yes...yes, who...who are you? How...how do you possess such terrifying swordsmanship??"
"What exactly is your strength?"
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!!"
"Spare me...spare me!!!"
The evil sect disciples all looked terrified, begging for mercy with tears welling in their eyes, as if they were about to burst into tears. Lin Feng couldn't help but chuckle, thinking, "These little rascals are quite timid."
Little did he know that although these evil disciples were young, they all practiced evil techniques and their minds were already extremely resolute. How could they be afraid of him?
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