Chapter 103: God Transformation Jiang Lin unexpectedly broke through the Nascent Soul stage and reached the God Transformation stage...
Yun Wanzhou lowered his eyes and nodded, but didn't answer directly, "What's wrong with me?"
Xie Wuyang said: "The sword energy is backfiring."
After saying this, Yun Wanzhou moved and looked at Xie Wuyang intently, "Did anything happen?"
What does Yun Wanzhou mean by this?
Could it be that he had noticed something and was testing him?
Xie Wuyang's heart tightened under the stare, and his tongue suddenly became tied. "No...no."
The air froze.
Yun Wanzhou's eyes were dark and moist, without any smile in them, but with a hint of testing and scrutiny in them, which made people feel uneasy.
Just as Xie Wuyang was getting flustered and restless, Yun Wanzhou sighed and said, "Forget it, let's go first."
"Master..." Xie Wuyang hesitated to speak.
His intuition told him that Yun Wanzhou must have discovered something, but because of the relationship between master and disciple, he was unable to speak out or ask for punishment.
This was a million times better than what Xie Wuyang had originally imagined, but Xie Wuyang didn't feel the slightest bit happy.
No master can tolerate his disciple having rebellious thoughts towards him.
Angry, disappointed, shocked.
Any emotion is good.
But Yun Wanzhou was calm and composed, detached from the mundane world and with a peaceful heart.
Xie Wuyang's tossing and turning, his anxiety, make him look both sentimental and ridiculous.
Xie Wuyang pursed his lips, lowered his brows, and clenched his hands into fists hidden under his clothes, letting his nails dig deep into his flesh.
The hem of his clothes rustled as he rubbed against the ground, and a faint, cool fragrance filled his nostrils.
Yun Wanzhou stood up on his own, gently waving his sleeves and using his spiritual power to smooth out the dirt and wrinkles on the end of his robe. Realizing that Xie Wuyang had not yet stood up, he glanced sideways again, "Anything else?"
The tone was calm and normal, nothing unusual.
"Nothing..." Xie Wuyang's throat was hoarse and dry, and he spoke with difficulty, "Nothing."
The secret room collapsed, rubble piled up around it, it was desolate and messy, and the ingenious murals were torn into pieces, and their splendor could no longer be seen.
Xie Wuyang followed behind Yun Wanzhou, observing Yun Wanzhou's expression vaguely.
The Immortal Lord of the Sky has always been famous.
In addition to his cultivation level that is above everyone else and the best in the world, he is also born with a clear mind, a handsome character, and extraordinary talent.
He once killed an ancient ferocious beast with one sword, and gained great fame and favor from thousands of people.
Xie Wuyang used to be arrogant and conceited, looking down on others.
The first time I saw Yun Wanzhou, I couldn't help but admire his extraordinary life.
But later on, she fell into trouble because of him, and all those ignorant moments and fleeting glimpses of love she had at the first sight were suppressed underground by the struggle for power and never saw the light of day.
The person in front of me has a cold face, distant eyebrows and eyes, and clear contours of the side profile. His sleeves fluttered as he walked, and his black hair cascaded down like ink. His temperament was cold and stiff, and he could not be touched.
Xie Wuyang couldn't help but wonder if his guess was wrong, and his evil ambitions had not yet been exposed to the light of day.
"Have you ever tried tracking?" A familiar voice interrupted Xie Wuyang's thoughts.
Xie Wuyang paused and replied truthfully, "The cemetery forest has a barrier that can evade its magic."
Yun Wanzhou stopped and tilted his eyes slightly, staring intently at Xie Wuyang. "What about now?"
Xie Wuyang was stunned for a moment, but soon understood what Yun Wanzhou meant.
The barrier escape technique, but the stone door fell, the broken snow shook, the barrier had already broken, the place was in ruins, and the stone cave collapsed.
Thinking of this, Xie Wuyang couldn't help but restrain his expression. He put his fingers together to gather spiritual power, and with his lips slightly raised, a spell flew out, pointing straight ahead.
Jiang Lin is right here.
Xie Wuyang withdrew his spiritual power, his eyes flashing.
In order not to alert the enemy, the two used invisibility talismans to conceal their breath and moved forward according to the instructions of the tracking technique.
I don’t know how long it took, but the original ruins were gone, replaced by increasingly narrow roads and darkness.
No one knew when this place was built, or how long it had been since anyone had passed through. The air was filled with the damp, dark smell of earth. Spider webs hung down from overhead, scratching their faces and making them feel extremely itchy and irritated.
"Jiang Lin could choose any other place to hide, why did he have to choose here?" Xie Wuyang said impatiently.
Yun Wanzhou said nothing, concentrating on picking up the spider web hanging in front of him.
Just at this moment, a strange spiritual power fluctuation entered the two people's sea of consciousness.
Xie Wuyang paused and suddenly looked up.
“Master…”
Yun Wanzhou raised his index finger to his lips and tilted his head slightly. His face was shrouded in darkness, and only a faint outline could be seen. "Shut up."
Xie Wuyang was stunned for a moment and then shut his mouth obediently.
For a moment, Xie Wuyang wanted to reach out his hand and trace the familiar facial features on that face one by one according to his memory.
The moment the Shattered Snow Sword Qi condensed, the spiritual energy fluctuations in the sea of consciousness dissipated.
There was a loud bang and a white light pierced my eyes.
Xie Wuyang subconsciously raised his arm to cover his eyes, but a figure blocked his way.
The sword energy and the sword energy collided in just a moment, and the powerful spiritual power just brushed past Xie Wuyang the moment it touched him.
Xie Wuyang realized it later and let go of his hand. His white robe fluttered in the wind, and his figure was outstanding.
Yun Wanzhou held up a piece of shattered snow and blocked Xie Wuyang behind him. His brows were frosty and cold as he stared fixedly at the center of the room. "Jiang Lin."
"What is the Immortal Venerable talking about?" Jiang Shutong curled his lips and slowly got up from the ground, looking back and forth between the two of them. "But what happened to the Lianwu Sect?"
Yun Wanzhou said nothing.
"Has Sect Leader Jiang lost his memory? When I bumped into Sect Leader Jiang last night, he mentioned it..." Xie Wuyang paused, took a step forward, and said mockingly, "Former Sect Leader Jiang Lin's soul has disappeared. Now, all the disciples of the Lotus Mist Sect are searching for him. I'd like to ask Sect Leader Jiang why he's not at the Immortal Sect, taking charge of the situation, but instead hiding out in a dilapidated cave like this all by himself?"
Jiang Shutong's expression was calm, unfazed and unperturbed. "Thank you, Immortal Friend, for not knowing this, this is the abode of the spirits of my ancestors, Lianwu. I, Jiang, mistrusted others and made a grave mistake. I feel guilty, and have come here to kneel and repent."
"Oh?" Xie Wuyang raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled with interest. "So, it seems that Master and I accidentally came here and disturbed the ancestors' peace?"
"That's fine. Since you're a distinguished guest and you had no intention of coming here, we at the Lotus Mist Sect are not unsympathetic." A cold light flashed across Jiang Shutong's eyes, but his expression remained gentle and polite. "However, this place is shrouded in a deadly aura, and I'm afraid it will taint the bodies of Immortal Friend Xie and the Immortal Venerable. It would be best if you two leave quickly."
"Thank you, Sect Leader Jiang, for your concern." Xie Wuyang bowed. "However, my master and I are new here, and we're quite impressed by the magnificent murals outside. I wonder if Sect Leader Jiang would allow us to observe them for a bit?"
As he spoke, Xie Wuyang secretly observed Jiang Shutong's expression out of the corner of his eye. When he mentioned the word "mural", he saw Jiang Shutong's expression change, and he felt secretly confident.
"Lanwu is a restricted area with traps set up. I'm afraid it might hurt you two, so that's not a good idea." The smile on "Jiang Shutong"'s face faded.
At this point, anyone could hear the implicit intention to drive the guest away.
But Xie Wuyang seemed to be completely unaware, his face full of innocence, "What's the harm? My master is in the late Mahayana realm, so a simple mechanism is no problem for him."
Jiang Shutong's expression was extremely grim. He stared at the two of them and said with gritted teeth, "Since that's the case, I can't refuse. Please do as you please. However..."
Jiang Shutong's eyes were filled with cruelty. "If anything happens, please don't blame me."
After saying that, "Jiang Shutong" stepped aside to make way and raised his hand to make a gesture of invitation.
Yun Wanzhou looked calm as he stepped forward. As they passed by, he glanced sideways at him and nodded, "Thank you."
Jiang Shutong's teeth clicked together, and he almost couldn't hold back his expression. "I don't deserve it."
The darkroom is not big, and the furnishings and layout are all visible.
Xie Wuyang looked around carefully, glanced at "Jiang Shutong" who was standing with his hands behind his back not far away, and seemed to be thinking about something.
He had set up the tracking technique when he let Jiang Lin's soul go. At that time, the technique was directed at Fan Tingyuan. Although he was suspicious when Jiang Shutong came out, he did not catch any handle on the other party during the conversation.
Now that I follow you again, it is confirmed.
Once is a coincidence, but what about twice?
Although this person has Jiang Shutong's face, his behavior is exactly the same as Jiang Shutong.
But the tracking technique pointed to him time and time again, and Jiang Lin couldn't explain it even if he had a thousand mouths.
Xie Wuyang narrowed his eyes, stepped forward and decided to test it out again.
Unexpectedly, before he could move, a ray of light suddenly shot out and hit Xie Wuyang head-on.
Nascent Soul cultivation level, 70% strength.
The moment the spiritual light touched Xie Wuyang's body, a powerful pressure came down and pressed on Xie Wuyang. Xie Wuyang instantly understood Jiang Lin's intention.
This is because he knew his identity was exposed and wanted to kill him.
Seeing that he couldn't dodge in a hurry, Xie Wuyang's heart tightened and he closed his eyes, "Jiang Shutong!"
He was betting on the faint trace of consciousness in Jiang Shutong's heart.
The Nascent Soul's spiritual light was overwhelming. The moment it hit, Jiang Lin's spiritual power in his palm suddenly stagnated, and the spiritual power spread out in a tangled pattern, brushing past Xie Wuyang's body.
At the same time, a strong hand grabbed Xie Wuyang's wrist and pulled Xie Wuyang into his arms.
"Are you injured?"
All the entanglements and grievances along the way surged into Xie Wuyang's heart, and his nose felt sore and his eyes almost turned red.
"Nothing." Xie Wuyang shook his head and turned away in panic.
Yun Wanzhou didn't care too much and hurriedly let go of Xie Wuyang's hand and drew his sword to meet him.
The swords clashed and clanged.
No matter whether it is the Nascent Soul stage or the Mahayana stage, the pressure of their cultivation is unbearable for ordinary people, not to mention the battle between two people of higher realms.
Xie Wuyang just stood on one side, but he felt dizzy and his knees went weak because of the pressure.
The cave was ablaze with the shimmering sounds of swords and sabers, the sky darkening and the earth swirling. Two white figures engaged in a fierce battle, each unable to separate.
While he was drowsy, Xie Wuyang suddenly felt lighter, and a golden barrier rose out of thin air, blocking all the pressure outside.
Yun Wanzhou's cold and calm voice came to my ears, "Go find the Nightmare Stone quickly."
Xie Wuyang looked up and saw Yun Wanzhou dodging Jiang Lin's attack with ease as he swung his sword. The sword energy landed precisely on Jiang Lin's waist, leaving a bloody wound.
His gaze never lingered on Xie Wuyang for a moment.
It's the art of sound transmission.
Almost instantly, Xie Wuyang understood what Yun Wanzhou meant, and his eyes turned to the place where Jiang Lin had just been meditating.
Although the furnishings here are simple, there are many barriers and mechanisms.
If the Nightmare Stone is here, there are only two possibilities.
One is that it was hidden somewhere in Jiang Lin's body.
The second is that Jiang Lin hid it somewhere here.
Although the Mahayana stage and the Nascent Soul stage are both upper realms, there is an entire Spirit Transformation Realm between them.
With Yun Wanzhou's cultivation level, it is not impossible to win with one strike.
Yun Wanzhou is now showing mercy everywhere, but in fact every move is aimed at the spiritual veins and ruins.
After several moves, there was no reaction. The Nightmare Stone should not be on Jiang Lin, but on...
Xie Wuyang exerted force with his feet, and while Jiang Lin and Yun Wanzhou were entangled, he jumped up and landed on the place where Jiang Lin was meditating in an instant. He then gathered his spiritual power and blasted out with a palm.
"Bang——"
Smoke and dust mixed with stones splashed down.
Jiang Lin's pupils trembled, and he was careless and was hit on the shoulder by Yun Wanzhou's sword. His knees went weak and he knelt on the ground.
In the middle of the room, black fog was shrouded and swirling on all sides.
The figure of a young man with broad shoulders and narrow waist appeared vaguely. In the blur, it seemed that he touched the nightmare stone in the center. Then, the young man's forehead lit up and all the black mist was absorbed into his body.
Jiang Lin's heart was shaken, blood gushing between his lips and teeth, "He...he is actually..."
Seeing Yun Wanzhou turned his head to look, a cold light flashed in Jiang Lin's eyes. Taking advantage of the shaking of the long sword in Yun Wanzhou's hand, he knocked the snow off his shoulder with one move, jumped up, and ran towards the Nightmare Stone.
Xie Wuyang regained consciousness and the moment he turned around, he happened to meet Jiang Lin's bloodshot eyes.
"All of you, go to hell!"
At the same time, the pressure of the Spirit Transformation Stage suddenly exploded.
Jiang Lin actually forcibly broke through to the Nascent Soul stage and reached the Spiritual Transformation stage?!
Xie Wuyang's pupils trembled and he suddenly raised his hand.
"I'm fine!" This situation was completely out of Yun Wanzhou's control. When he came to his senses, Yun Wanzhou tried to stop him.
But in just a short moment, the power of the Divine Transformation that suddenly broke through is beyond human reach.
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