But Lin Zhou seemed to have eyes in the back of his head; he didn't even turn his head or pause in his steps.
Just as the poisoned sword was about to pierce his back, a pale golden light suddenly flashed around him, and the light, like a sharp blade, instantly sliced through the poisoned sword.
"Snap!"
The poisoned sword snapped in two, and the broken blade, along with the poisonous mist on it, was instantly crushed by the spiritual light, turning into countless fragments.
Immediately afterwards, the light, undiminished in its momentum, flew towards the entrance of the passage like a shooting star, so fast that no one could react at all.
"No--!"
Before Shen Jing could even wipe the smile off his face, he saw a beam of spiritual light flying towards him.
He tried to dodge, but found his body was frozen in place, unable to move at all, and could only watch helplessly as the spiritual light pierced through his brow.
"puff!"
A bloody hole exploded between Shen Jing's eyebrows. His eyes widened in disbelief and fear. His body went limp and he fell to the ground without uttering a sound before he was lifeless.
The entire arena fell silent instantly. Everyone was stunned. Shen Jing, the second young master of the Shen family, had been instantly killed by Lin Zhou's single flash of spiritual light? He didn't even have a chance to fight back?
The Old Monster Xuan Tie trembled uncontrollably as he looked at Shen Jing's corpse on the ground, cold sweat instantly soaking his back.
He had just been thinking of helping Shen Jing deal with Lin Zhou, but now he realized it was fortunate he hadn't done so, otherwise his fate would probably have been even worse than Shen Jing's!
Shen Jinhao stood frozen in place, staring at Lin Zhou's retreating figure, his heart filled with shock.
He finally realized that he had not found any "ordinary outside help," but a being that even a Dao Realm expert would look up to!
Lin Zhou dealt with Shen Jing as if it were a trivial matter, and calmly walked towards the end of the passage.
The Soul-Devouring Heavy Water Fish at the bottom of the river seemed to sense his terror and dared not launch another attack. The water column on the river surface gradually subsided, leaving only the star-studded river water flowing quietly.
Soon, Lin Zhou reached the end of the passage, turned around, and waved to Shen Jinhao: "Come on over."
Shen Jinhao then came to his senses and hurriedly stepped into the passage. Strangely, the pressure of the no-fly zone that had been so intense just moments before had now lessened considerably.
The Soul-Devouring Heavy Water Fish at the bottom of the river stopped attacking, and he walked to Lin Zhou's side with almost no effort.
Seeing this, the other cultivators also mustered their courage and entered the passage. With Lin Zhou present, the Soul-Devouring Heavy Water Fish at the bottom of the river indeed did not launch another attack.
Although everyone still had to endure the pressure of the no-fly zone, it was much easier than before, and they all passed the second test quickly.
The old man in gray looked at Shen Jing's corpse on the ground, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, but he said nothing more.
After saying that, he turned and walked towards the mountain wall at the end of the passage, where the mountain wall slowly cracked open.
A stone door leading into the depths was revealed, and behind it, one could vaguely see dense spiritual energy and faint fluctuations of primordial energy.
Shen Jing's body lay at the entrance of the passage, blood still slowly seeping from the hole between his eyebrows, his wide-open eyes...
The lingering fear of death sent chills down the spines of everyone present.
No one expected that Lin Zhou would actually dare to kill someone in Luoxing Village, and that the person he killed was the young master of the Shen family.
The Old Monster Xuan Tie shrank behind the crowd, not daring to even look at Shen Jing's corpse. His hands clenched unconsciously, and cold sweat streamed down his face.
His mind was filled with the thought, "Luckily I didn't help Shen Jing." If he had intervened just now, it would probably be him and Shen Jing lying on the ground right now.
Luo Yun Chu watched Lin Zhou's retreating figure, a complex emotion flashing in her clear eyes.
She had initially thought Lin Zhou only possessed profound spiritual abilities, but she hadn't expected him to act so decisively and ruthlessly.
The fact that they dared to kill even the young master of the Shen family without hesitation shows a level of confidence that ordinary cultivators cannot possess.
The starlight at Lu Zhizhou's fingertips flickered slightly. He gave Lin Zhou a deep look, suppressing his apprehension.
It seems that the biggest variable in this trip to Falling Star Village is not the three major forces, but this Lin Zhou of unknown origin.
No one stood up for Shen Jing, and there wasn't even a murmur of discussion.
The Shen family was not a top-tier power in the Lingxiao Star Region, and Shen Jing had offended many people in his struggle for the position of family head.
He died now; at most, some people would feel "regret".
But no one was willing to offend a ruthless person who could easily kill a cultivator at the Beginningless Realm just for the sake of a dead young master.
Just then, three figures suddenly appeared in the void above the passage.
They were three middle-aged men dressed in coarse cloth short jackets; they looked no different from ordinary villagers in Luoxing Village.
He was still holding a hoe and a sickle in his hands, his fingernails were covered in dirt, and there was no spiritual energy fluctuation around him, yet all the cultivators present held their breath instantly.
"They are the guardians of Falling Star Village!"
Someone gasped in a low voice, their tone filled with awe.
These three middle-aged men exuded an even more unfathomable aura than the gray-robed elder who had led the way earlier, clearly indicating that they were the true core guardians of Falling Star Village.
The middle-aged man holding the hoe looked at Shen Jing's corpse, then turned to Lin Zhou, his voice calm but carrying an undeniable authority: "You killed someone?"
Lin Zhou looked up at the three middle-aged men, his expression remaining calm and without the slightest fear.
He could sense that while these three individuals were top-tier experts in ordinary realms, they were still not enough in his eyes.
"He tried to kill me, and I killed him. Is there a problem?"
Lin Zhou spoke casually, but when he uttered the last three words, they carried an indescribable pressure, exploding in everyone's ears like thunder.
The moment the words left his mouth, the sky above Falling Star Village suddenly darkened, the once clear sky...
Wisps of silvery-blue lightning quietly gathered, dancing through the clouds and emitting soft crackling sounds.
It should be noted that Falling Star Village is a self-contained world, and its internal celestial phenomena are unaffected by the outside world.
Lightning had never appeared before, but at this moment, Lin Zhou's words triggered celestial phenomena within the realm!
The three middle-aged men's expressions changed drastically, and their grips on the farm tools tightened slightly.
They could clearly feel that the pressure in Lin Zhou's words was subtly shaking the very essence of Falling Star Village's realm, something that no ordinary cultivator could achieve!
Previously, they thought Lin Zhou was just strong, but now they realized that the person in front of them was probably far beyond their understanding.
The middle-aged man holding the sickle instinctively took a half step back, a flicker of panic crossing his eyes.
Just moments ago they were thinking of "questioning" Lin Zhou, but now they were filled with guilt. If they really angered him, it was hard to say whether the three of them could even survive, let alone protect Luoxing Village.
The middle-aged man gripping the hoe took a deep breath, suppressing his shock.
His tone softened instantly, all traces of his previous authority gone: "We will investigate this matter thoroughly. If he really did strike first, then he has only himself to blame."
After speaking, he gave a wink to the other two middle-aged men, and the three of them dared not linger any longer, their figures disappearing as if into thin air.
They vanished into the void in an instant, and even the lightning that had just gathered gradually dissipated as they left, and the sky returned to its clear state.
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