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144: Slay the Third ElderBuzz!

The dark red light on the blade surged wildly, emitting a numbing buzzing vibration.

An evil, tyrannical, and terrifying aura filled with endless resentment spread instantly like an invisible tide, making those nearby shudder involuntarily.

First-Grade High Grade Demonic Tool—blood slaughter blade, using its own essence blood and Lifespan as fuel in exchange for a momentary burst of ferocious demonic power.

Lin Chengyuan’s eyes were as crimson as blood, flashing with a crazed light. At this moment, the deterrence of ”Lord Thunder Senior” and the fear of death were all replaced by the tyranny of mutual destruction.

”Die!”

The blood slaughter blade kicked up a wave of nauseating, bloody wind, carrying a sharp, air-tearing shriek as it headed for the target close at hand.

It hacked down violently toward Lin Jingyu’s head, who seemed ”stunned” by the ”sudden change.” The momentum of the saber was so fierce it felt as if it would cleave space itself.

A twisted ecstasy welled up in Lin Chengyuan’s heart, mixed with final malice:

”little beast! Scared witless, aren’t you! A mere waste at the Qi Refining Third Layer, go to Hell for me!”

The blade tore through the air, the stench of death already rushing toward his face.

Lin Chengyuan seemed to already see the ”beautiful” scene of Lin Jingyu’s head flying off and blood splashing three feet.

At this critical moment of life and death.

”Boom!”

From Lin Jingyu’s eyes, deep as an ancient well or a cold pool, two invisible yet blindingly bright flashes of light suddenly erupted.

A mental spike, condensed to the extreme as if formed from countless invisible steel needles, ignored physical distance and instantly stabbed ruthlessly into the depths of Lin Chengyuan’s defenseless and fragile Sea of Consciousness.

”Ugh... Ahhhh...!”

The cruel smile and ecstasy on Lin Chengyuan’s face were instantly replaced by extreme agony.

His face contorted, as if his Soul were being pierced by billions of red-hot irons simultaneously.

An indescribable pain, a pain that felt as if his entire head was about to explode, erupted violently at the core of his consciousness.

His vision suddenly went black, countless gold stars flashed wildly, and the Soul-tearing pain caused him to instantly lose focus, his thoughts turning into a blank void.

The spiritual energy that had been circulating wildly in his body and poured into the demonic saber at any cost was suddenly cut off by an invisible, cold hand, collapsing violently.

Two streams of warm blood suddenly shot out from his nostrils like two small fountains.

The previously formidable blood slaughter blade now felt as heavy as ten thousand catties. With a heavy ”clatter,” it crashed to the ground. The demonic light that had just lit up on the blade instantly dimmed and went out, turning it into a piece of scrap metal.

He clutched his head, which felt like it was splitting apart, and let out a shrill, wretched howl as if his Soul were being gnawed by demons from Hell. Tears and snot flowed freely, and his body completely lost all strength.

Like soft mud with all its bones removed, he collapsed to the ground, leaving only violent convulsions and desperate wails.

Lin Jingyu’s face turned slightly pale. This mental attack had been delivered without holding back, basically exhausting his remaining Mental Energy.

Because he had over-compressed his Mental Energy, even his Sea of Consciousness throbbed with a faint pain.

At such a close distance, the loss during the attack was basically negligible.

Lin Jingyu’s figure remained as steady as a rock, his gaze still cold, with only a very faint trace of mockery curling at the corner of his mouth.

But his figure remained as steady as a rock, his gaze cold as ten-thousand-year-old ice, with only a very faint yet mocking curve at the corner of his mouth.

”Heh...”

His voice wasn’t loud, but it clearly reached the ears of Lin Chengyuan, who was rolling and wailing in pain on the ground, like a whisper from the God of Death:

”Old dog, did you really think I would approach a piece of dog shit like you without any protection? Is a soul-protecting secret treasure bestowed by a Senior something a piece of trash like you can covet? Trying to sneak attack? You’re seeking your own death!”

Not far away, Lin Lingshan, who had been tense and ready for action, suddenly relaxed and secretly let out a long sigh of relief.

He wiped the cold sweat that had instantly soaked his forehead with his rough hand, and then a relieved and incredibly proud smile appeared on his face.

This kid was so meticulous, always acting only after planning.

How could he possibly give an old dog like Lin Chengyuan a chance for a sneak attack?

That scene just now almost made this old patriarch’s heart stop.

It turned out the boy had intentionally shown a weakness to draw the snake out of its hole, forcing this insidious old dog to reveal his final trump card and completely end his hopes.

Good calculation! Good courage!

However, he, as the patriarch, had no idea when this Senior Thunder Cultivator had come to the Lin family.

It made sense upon reflection; only a brilliant young man like Jingyu would be valued by a Foundation Establishment great cultivator and granted treasures and spiritual talismans.

”I... I... spare... spare my life...”

Lin Chengyuan struggled in vain amidst the intense pain and the immense fear of death, like a dying fish out of water. A wheezing sound came from his throat, and his eyes were unfocused, filled with the last faint longing for life.

The shadow of death completely swallowed him, and the gates of Hell seemed to swing open before his eyes.

”I... I know... of an... Ancient Cave Mansion!”

He suddenly raised his head and used all his remaining strength to scream incoherently, as if grasping at a final, illusory straw:

”In... in the depths of the Black Mountains! There’s... there’s a huge Opportunity! Spirit Pills! Magic Treasures! An ultimate Legacy! I’ll... I’ll give them all to you! All of them! In exchange... in exchange for my worthless life! Please... I beg you!”

”As long as you let me go... I’ll tell you... the specific location... and the way to enter...”

That Immortal Cave was the greatest secret and reliance in his heart. His grandson Lin Jingxie might have already succeeded or might have died within it, but he couldn’t care about that now.

As long as he could live, he could betray anything.

However, the final tremor of his tearful voice was still hanging in the air, not yet fully dissipated.

Puchi!

The cold and heartless blade of the water-dividing sword, flashing with a ghostly blue water light, shot out like a venomous snake’s tongue, piercing his twitching throat with absolute precision and cold resolve.

”Heh... heh heh...”

Lin Chengyuan’s eyeballs bulged out, almost popping from their sockets, filled with extreme shock, boundless confusion, and incomprehensible disbelief.

His throat was completely severed by the cold, sharp blade, and he could only make the wheezing sound of a broken bellows.

He stared fixedly at Lin Jingyu’s young yet iron-cold face close by, unable to understand no matter how hard he tried.

That was an Ancient Cave Mansion! A massive Treasure Trove enough to drive even Foundation Establishment or Golden Core Cultivators mad!

This little beast... how could he... how could he not have even a shred of hesitation? He didn’t even ask if it was true or false!

If he had become greedy, Lin Chengyuan might have had a slim chance of survival as more powerful forces entered the fray.

At the final moment before his consciousness sank into boundless darkness like a flickering candle!

A bone-chilling Divine Thought transmission, as if coming from the Nine Serenities of the Yellow Springs, like the sharpest ice pick, was ruthlessly driven into his remaining, dissipating consciousness:

”Ancient Cave Mansion? Hehe... is it the ’Great Opportunity’ of your dear grandson Lin Jingxie?”

”Tsk tsk... that Taihao Elixir Canon, a fourth-grade alchemy Legacy... it truly... makes me quite interested...”

”A pity, old dog...”

The voice carried endless mockery, like a cat playing with a mouse:

”That grandson of yours... already ’gave’ both himself and the Legacy to me! He died... very peacefully!”

”By the way, walk faster on the road to the Yellow Springs; maybe you’ll even run into your dear grandson!”

Boom!

The last supporting string in the depths of his Soul snapped completely, like a bolt from the blue exploding in his chaotic consciousness.

Lin Chengyuan’s bulging eyeballs were instantly swallowed by boundless despair, towering rage, and deep-seated regret.

It was an extreme, crazed hatred and curse from being completely toyed with, his lifelong plans benefiting another, and even his closest blood relative being lost.

”Heh-urgh-urgh-urgh!”

Using his last bit of remaining life force, he squeezed out a tuneless, shrill, and extremely venomous howl from his throat. His body arched violently upward like a shrimp out of water, convulsing once more.