Chapter 6: To kill you, one glance is all it takes! And while I'm at it, I'll break through to a higher realm!
The dark blue poisoned dagger tore through the air, letting out a shrill, piercing whistle.
The violent spiritual energy of a Peak Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator instantly sealed off all of Lin Yuan's paths of retreat. In the eyes of the black-clad assassin, this abandoned outer sect disciple sitting on a stone stool drinking tea was already a cold corpse.
"Die!"
The eyes beneath the assassin's mask gleamed with cruel pleasure.
In mid-air, Tantai Jinyue narrowed her eyes slightly.
She didn't call out a warning, nor did she have any intention of helping. This was because she was equally curious about what kind of world-shaking methods this mysterious Senior—whom she had already labeled a "reclusive old monster" in her heart—would use to obliterate this ant.
One zhang.
Three feet.
One foot!
The poison-coated dagger was a mere three inches from Lin Yuan's throat! The sharp wind even ruffled the stray hairs on Lin Yuan's forehead.
At this critical juncture, Lin Yuan finally moved.
He didn't draw his sword, nor did he dodge. He simply held his teacup with complete nonchalance and slowly raised his head, his deep, calm eyes meeting the assassin's cruel gaze directly.
Buzz—!
[Netherworld Demonic Pupil], activate!
In an instant, Lin Yuan's eyes, which were originally clear black and white, turned into an abyss of darkness! A formless yet substantial wave of terrifying Mental Energy, like Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, slammed violently into the black-clad assassin's Spiritual Terrace!
“Argh—!!!”
The assassin, who had been brimming with Killing Intent just a second ago, suddenly let out a shrill scream from his throat, like a dying beast.
His forward-charging body jerked to a halt in mid-air, as if his neck were being held in a death grip by an invisible giant hand.
From the assassin's perspective, the Demon Suppressing Death Prison before him vanished, and the tea-drinking youth vanished as well.
In their place was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood—it was the Avici Hell! Countless ghostly hands burning with karmic fire stretched out from the ground, crazily tearing at his Soul!
Only an instant had passed in the outside world, but the assassin's mental world had already experienced a thousand cuts and ten thousand slices.
Clatter.
The uncontrolled poisoned dagger fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
The black-clad assassin slumped at Lin Yuan's feet like a pile of mud, his whole body twitching violently, his eyes rolling back, and foam at his mouth. A dignified Peak Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator had been turned into an idiot by a mere glare, without even touching a single finger of Lin Yuan's!
“Chu Tiankuo's behavior as a Saint is far too petty. If he wants to kill me, he should at least send someone at the Core Formation Stage.”
Lin Yuan shook his head, his tone carrying undisguised disdain.
He set down his teacup and flicked his finger.
A spark of [Nine Netherworld Karmic Fire Red Lotus], which had just been used to boil water for tea, drifted lightly onto the assassin's body.
Sizzle—
There were no towering flames, nor was there the scorched smell of burning meat.
The moment that dark red spark touched the assassin's body, it was like a water droplet falling into a sponge, instantly spreading through his entire body. In the blink of an eye, a living Foundation Establishment Cultivator, along with his clothes and Storage Pouch, was completely reduced to nothingness within this silent karmic fire!
Not even a speck of ash remained.
It was as if this person had never existed in this world.
At the moment the assassin was incinerated into nothingness, the Foundation Establishment spiritual energy he had painstakingly cultivated for years was exquisitely purified and stripped away by the karmic fire, turning into a cluster of extremely pure Ownerless Spiritual Liquid that hovered in mid-air.
Lin Yuan took a deep breath.
The "Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art" within his body surged into operation! His Dantian, which had turned into a black vortex, erupted with a terrifying suction force, swallowing the cluster of Ownerless Spiritual Liquid in one gulp!
Boom!
A dull roar echoed inside Lin Yuan's body. The cultivation barrier that had been stagnant at the Peak Qi Gathering Realm was instantly shattered like wet paper!
Early Stage Foundation Establishment!
Middle Stage Foundation Establishment!
His aura continued to surge until it reached the Late Stage Foundation Establishment before slowly calming down.
“Phew... this delivery arrived quite timely. It just saved me half a month of hard cultivation.”
Lin Yuan stretched his limbs, feeling the surging spiritual energy within him that had increased more than tenfold, and nodded in satisfaction. He picked up his broom again and swept the poisoned dagger dropped by the assassin into the trash pile.
The movements were fluid and seamless, completed in one go.
The entire process happened so fast that Tantai Jinyue, in mid-air, almost couldn't react.
At this moment, the peerless demoness was staring fixedly at the figure of the man sweeping below as if looking at a monster, sucking in a breath of cold air.
Crippling a Peak Foundation Establishment with a single glance?
Destroying the evidence with supreme karmic fire?
He even used the other party's lifelong cultivation as nourishment, performing a 'Star-Sucking Great Art' on the spot and breaking through three minor Realms in the process?!
The Demonic Path!
This is the fucking true Demonic Path!!!
To think she used to pride herself on being decisive and ruthless. Compared to this Senior Lin in front of her, her methods of killing back then were as innocent as children playing house!
“Leaving no survivors, not staining oneself with Karma, making use of waste... this is true terror...”
Tantai Jinyue swallowed hard. The last shred of intent to test him remaining in her heart was completely crushed at this moment. She was only thankful now that her attitude had shifted quickly earlier; otherwise, that cluster of karmic fire that left not even ash behind might have already landed on her head.
“Senior’s Divine Might is great; this Junior is in awe.”
Tantai Jinyue's voice echoed eerily above the death prison, her tone carrying twelve parts respect and fanaticism. “Those eyeless fools of the Taixuan Dao Sect actually dared to send someone to defile Senior’s place of quiet cultivation. With just a word from Senior, this Junior is willing to sacrifice this broken body to forcibly break through this Taiji Heaven-Sealing Array and fetch Chu Tiankuo's head for you!”
The demoness had completely entered the perfect state of being the "number one lackey."
Lin Yuan stopped his sweeping, turned to look at the fanatical Tantai Jinyue in mid-air, and his mouth twitched slightly.
Big sister, you are a peerless demoness. Where is your reserve?
“It was just killing an ant, no need to dirty your hands.”
Lin Yuan waved his hand and sat back down on the stone stool, his gaze looking deep into the endless darkness of the death prison.
When he broke through to the Foundation Establishment Stage just now, his keen perception had gained a qualitative leap.
He faintly felt that in the deepest part of this Demon Suppressing Death Prison—that absolute forbidden zone where even light could be swallowed—there seemed to be something extremely terrifying, faintly calling out to the Sword Intent of the [Heaven-Slaying Draw-Sword Technique] within his body...