Chapter 292 Overestimating One's Capabilities
"My Lord, my child is ignorant and he is just talking nonsense..."
“Puff!”
Before Butcher Wang could finish his words, the Foundation Establishment cultivator waved his hand, and his son's head was immediately split apart. Bright red blood splattered all over his face, blocking the next words he was about to say.
He watched with bloodshot eyes as Wang Hu's head hit the ground, rolled twice, and died with his eyes open.
Those eyes were staring straight at Butcher Wang, with a lingering trace of fear in them.
“Ahhhh!!!”
When Butcher Wang saw this tragic scene, his heart instantly broke into pieces and he trembled with pain all over.
What followed was overwhelming anger.
His bloodshot eyes slowly fixed on the foundation-building monk. "Give me back my son's life!"
Butcher Wang suddenly jumped up and rushed towards him roaring.
But the difference in cultivation level was clearly evident. Before he could take a few steps, he was pierced through the chest by a sword.
"Just you? You overestimate your abilities!"
As the foundation-building cultivator thought of it, the spirit sword turned 360 degrees inside Butcher Wang's body, chewing up all of his internal organs and his dantian spirit sea.
"puff!"
He raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, which contained a large amount of internal organ fragments.
After spitting out this mouthful of blood, Butcher Wang's vitality rapidly declined and he would not live long.
Yun Xiangwan, who was hiding in the dark, frowned but had no intention of helping anyone.
After all, neither side is a good person.
Moreover, it also affected the Xiao family, the family she had worked so hard to build.
If she hadn't taken Sheng Lin into consideration, she would have taught him a lesson long ago.
Now, I feel a little angry.
Suddenly, there were strange fluctuations in the air.
Yun Xiangwan was alerted and immediately locked onto the source.
Right there with the foundation-building monk!
“Swish, swish, swish—”
The next moment, several tentacles emitting thick black energy broke through the air, and before the foundation-building cultivator could react, they were pierced through the chest. Immediately afterwards, his cultivation and life essence were absorbed by the tentacles like a tide.
In just a few breaths, his complexion changed from a healthy rosy color to a mummy-like blue-gray color.
Even the corpses turned into ashes in a very short time.
The whole person disappeared without leaving any trace.
“Guji——”
The tentacle seemed extremely dissatisfied, as if it was not full at all.
After dancing wildly and searching for a while, it finally sucked up the father and son of the Wang family clean.
Then it disappeared.
Yun Xiangwan, who was wearing a cloak of invisibility, blinked, somewhat incredulously. She subconsciously turned her head to look at Xiao Jibai, wanting to share her current feelings with him.
Naihe glanced to the side at the air.
Only then did I remember that it was now wrapped around my wrist.
"The moment the black tentacles emerged, I felt the same aura as the extraterritorial demon. Sheng Lin seemed to have completely transformed into a demon body."
Xiao Jibai's voice rang in Yun Xiangwan's ears.
She couldn't help but nodded.
"I think so too. That aura is everywhere, plus the strange way the tentacles appear. I suspect that Sheng Lin's demonic body has spread throughout the entire Baiyu City."
"Those auras can materialize at any time and turn into tentacles to rob people of their cultivation and lives."
"Moreover, I feel that the method Sheng Lin is using to improve his cultivation is very similar to that of Tun Wuji. I wonder what the connection is between them."
Yun Xiangwan said this and turned to look in the direction of Baiyu City.
"Let's go to the City Lord's Mansion and take a look."
After all, that is Yun Miaomiao's home.
And Sheng Linsu is in her sea of consciousness, so he must be in the same place with her.
As for this village, its peace has been broken, with a large number of monks pouring in. The indigenous people are suffering, but no one cares.
Some people who are sharp-minded have already considered moving away.
There were also some who loved to join in the fun and seek an opportunity, and were reluctant to leave. They even tried to curry favor with those independent cultivators, hoping to get a little something from them.
Little do we know that human hearts are treacherous.
Not to mention that there are no magic weapons, even if a treasure really came into the world, it would not be their turn.
But some people who are obsessed with evil cannot see through this truth. Even when their family members try to persuade them, they are still angry that they have blocked their future.
Yun Xiangwan saw it clearly, but she did not intervene.
In this vast world, with billions of living beings, everyone has his or her own destiny and fate.
Yun Xiangwan's mission is to get rid of Sheng Lin.
When they arrived at Baiyu City, the sun was setting. When the last ray of sunlight disappeared over the horizon, a strong wind blew in the city and the temperature dropped sharply.
“A-choo!”
"Hey, girl, why are you sneezing? Don't catch a cold. Let's go home quickly."
"Yeah, mother, it's a bit cold, let's go home."
"I don't know what's wrong with the weather recently. It gets really cold right after the sun sets."
On the street, women picked up their daughters and ran towards home while complaining.
In an instant, most of the people on the street dispersed, leaving only a few monks with slightly higher cultivation levels.
Looking around, most of them are not locals, but independent cultivators who come here to search for treasures.
Yun Xiangwan took a look and frowned.
How come the locals and outsiders have no sense of crisis at all?
Such a big thing happened in the City Lord's Mansion before, hundreds of monks were sucked dry by Sheng Lin, was there not a single piece of news leaked out?
They couldn't feel Sheng Lin's aura, and Yun Xiangwan understood.
After all, Sheng Lin is the master of this world.
dominate……
Could it be that Shenglin tampered with the memories of the citizens?
By the way, Sister Yuan also said that after she returned to Lingbao Pavilion, she told the elders about the changes in Baiyu City.
Lingbao Pavilion also sent people to investigate, but found nothing unusual.
Damn it!
Yun Xiangwan gritted his teeth secretly, then his figure flashed slightly and appeared in Lingbao Pavilion.
Although there was no auction, the number of cultivators entering and leaving Lingbao Pavilion continued as usual. In fact, due to the increase in the number of foreign cultivators, it was even more lively than before.
If Yun Xiangwan had not been able to clearly feel the presence of Sheng Lin, there would really be nothing unusual in the entire city.
The citizens were busy with their own matters, and even if some of their relatives or friends had attended the Hongmen Banquet at the City Lord's Mansion, they seemed to have completely forgotten about it.
It was as if that person had never appeared in my life.
Everything is normal.
Yun Xiangwan thought about it and went to Murong's house again.
"Mom, please listen to me this time. Let's leave Baiyu City, okay?"
Hearing the familiar voice, she immediately moved over.
"Ling'er, your father hasn't come back yet, where are we going?"
Inside the house, Murong Ling'er knelt in front of a beautiful middle-aged woman with red eyes, speaking pleadingly.
But the woman looked confused, so she shook her head and rejected Murong Ling'er's proposal.
"Mom, Dad won't come back, please come with me."
She felt the cold air that permeated the surroundings.
Also, everyone who had gone to the City Lord’s Mansion to attend the banquet had disappeared!
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