Chapter 106 Perilous Situation

A thunderous roar suddenly erupted from beneath the sand, and a Soul-Devouring Beast King, far larger than its kin, burst out of the ground!

Its scales shimmered with a dark, inky luster, and its mouthparts were filled with hooked fangs stained with foul-smelling blood foam. Its tail sting swept out like a steel whip, directly shattering the spirit blade net laid by Ling Wei!

"Watch out! It's a Beast King!" Su Qingyuan's twin swords spun rapidly, and the Azure Fire Sword Gang condensed once more. However, she saw Lin Yue already closing in first—the Formation patterns beneath his feet surged with spiritual light, the Ten Thousand Jun Fiendbody pushed to its limit, his blood qi rising like wolf smoke. The gold and silver spiritual light of the prajna divine armor suddenly intensified, and a ferocious beast-face pattern emerged on the shoulder armor.

"Wanxiang Evil-Shattering!"

Blue veins bulged on Lin Yue's left arm's wanxiang gauntlets, and his punch, carrying the sound of wind and thunder, slammed into the Soul-Devouring Beast King's head.

This punch seemed simple, but it contained spiritual power flowing through a hundred meridians and the Fiendbody Origin, directly shattering the Beast King's hard scales!

Dark brown demon blood spurted out. As soon as it splashed onto the prajna divine armor, it was instantly swallowed by the flowing light on the armor's surface. The beast-face pattern became clearer, and the divine armor's defensive light thickened by thirty percent.

Before the Beast King could wail, Lin Yue's right hand already swept out with the zhensha divine staff.

The divine staff's red glow surged, and the zhensha runes carved all over the staff lit up, striking the Beast King's neck like a bolt of crimson lightning. With a crisp "crack," the Beast King's head snapped off, and its massive body crashed to the ground. The pure demon power within its body turned into wisps of black qi, greedily absorbed by the gem at the top of the divine staff. The red glow grew more intense, faintly revealing golden patterns.

"There are still some that slipped through the net!"

Three Evil-Wind Wolves on the right pounced toward two low-level Disciples amidst the chaos. Lin Yue tapped the Formation pattern with his toe and shot out like an arrow. He used his left elbow to crush the ribs of the leading wolf, while his right hand's zhensha divine staff stabbed down, piercing the wolf's head and pinning it into the sand.

Demon blood and demon power were simultaneously absorbed by the divine armor and the zhensha divine staff. The sound of wind and thunder on his gauntlets grew stronger, and as he swung the zhensha divine staff, it even brought forth scorching Evil Fire.

"Such strength... it far exceeds those of the same rank!" Luo Ningshuang's fingers holding the poison shuttle paused for a moment, shock flashing in her eyes. She had personally seen Lin Yue tear apart a Soul-Devouring Beast's scales with his bare hands. Wherever his punch landed, the Yao Beast was either killed or maimed. Moreover, with every kill, the spiritual light on his body grew stronger, as if there were no limit.

Lin Yue fought with increasing courage. Under the nourishment of demon power, the Ten Thousand Jun Fiendbody operated more smoothly. The defense and reflection power of the prajna divine armor continued to climb, and the zhensha divine staff turned into a crimson rainbow, unstoppable as it swept across.

He punched and kicked, his left fist shattering the Yao Beasts' organs and his right foot crushing their scales. At other times, he swept with the zhensha divine staff, the shadows of the staff flying as Evil-Wind Wolves fell wailing and Soul-Devouring Beasts were decapitated, truly achieving one kill per move, clean and efficient.

Two more Soul-Devouring Beasts leaped out from under the sand. Lin Yue did not retreat but advanced instead, his zhensha divine staff whirling into a ball of red light. First, he broke the tail sting of the Soul-Devouring Beast on the left, then he sidestepped the bite of the beast on the right. His left hand formed a claw, forcibly grabbing the weak point on its skull and twisting hard—dark purple demon blood sprayed, instantly absorbed by the divine armor. The scarlet vertical pupils of the beast-face pattern on the shoulder armor snapped open, reflecting a blast of Evil Fire that turned a stalking Evil-Wind Wolf in the distance to ashes.

"zhensha divine staff, Absorb Evil and Return to Source!"

Lin Yue thrust the zhensha divine staff into the Formation eye. The runes on the staff surged, forming a crimson vortex. The remains of the surrounding Yao Beasts, along with scattered demon power and Evil Qi, were all sucked into the vortex. The red glow of the zhensha divine staff became brilliant to the extreme, and golden patterns spread across the staff.

After absorbing enough demon blood and demon power, the prajna divine armor's gold and silver spiritual lights wove into a cocoon, enveloping Lin Yue. When the light dissipated, the surface of the armor was covered in a layer of fine scale patterns, and its defense and spiritual power conduction speed rose by another level.

In just a few breaths, the remaining Yao Beasts were all slain. Corpses littered the pile of rocks, and the Evil Qi was suppressed by the combined force of the zhensha divine staff and the Formation.

Lin Yue stood holding the zhensha divine staff, the scale patterns of the prajna divine armor flickering. His blood qi and spiritual power surged like a tide. His gaze swept over the crowd, calm yet carrying an unquestionable pressure: "The Formation eye is stable. Rest for a moment and stay alert for subsequent beast waves."

The surviving Disciples were already as quiet as cicadas in winter, their eyes looking at Lin Yue with nothing but awe. This kind of crushing strength and the strange ability to grow stronger as he fought had long since exceeded their understanding of "Cultivators of the same rank." Their previous doubts had now turned to dust.

At this moment, he could clearly perceive three powerful auras, far exceeding those of the Yao Beasts, rapidly approaching from deep within the rocky area, carrying undisguised killing intent.

"Careful! It's high-level Cultivators!" As soon as Lin Yue's voice fell, three figures broke through the remaining spirit blade net outside the Formation and landed heavily on the deck of the spirit boat, causing it to shake slightly.

At the head was Zhao Lie, holding the mountain splitter axe. Earth-yellow spiritual light condensed on the axe blade, but it appeared sluggish due to the suppression.

Beside him, Wu Kun held a fragment of the cold moon evil sword, its Sword Qi shimmering with a faint green cold light, his eyes full of malice. After escaping, he had contacted Zhao Lie and Li Mo, who also held grudges against the Qingyun Sect. Calculating that Liu Qingyan's energy would be depleted from setting up the Formation and the spirit boat's defenses would be weak, they headed straight for the core.

Li Mo held a black Formation Plate, with black mist swirling around him. His movements were clearly hindered, and a sinister smile curled on his lips: "That bitch Liu Qingyan has exhausted her true essence; it's the perfect time to eliminate her! Without the Formation eye, you are all lambs to the slaughter!"

Although the three were suppressed by both the rules of the rocky area and the Seven Stars Sha-Suppressing Formation, and their auras only reached the middle to Late Stage of Foundation Establishment, the ruthlessness and coordination of Golden Core Cultivators far exceeded those of Yao Beasts. They simultaneously launched a fierce attack toward the meditating Liu Qingyan!

Zhao Lie's mountain splitter axe swung out an earth-yellow axe glow several feet long, aimed directly at Liu Qingyan's crown. The axe wind was as heavy as a mountain, making the surrounding air tremble. Wu Kun's cold moon evil sword fragment turned into a streak of green light, silently stabbing toward her heart. Its Sword Qi was bone-chillingly cold, carrying an armor-piercing whistle. Li Mo threw the black Formation Plate into the air, and the black mist instantly surged, transforming into dozens of poison needles that covered Liu Qingyan's face. The poison mist was foul-smelling and pungent, corroding anything it touched!

The three attacks were launched from tricky angles and at varying speeds, sealing off all room for evasion. It was clearly a premeditated killing blow!

"Revered Master!" Lin Yue's pupils shrank. Without a second thought, his figure lunged in front of Liu Qingyan as if teleporting. The prajna divine armor instantly erupted to its limit, the gold and silver scale patterns flickering wildly, and the scarlet vertical pupils of the beast-face pattern on the shoulder armor glared furiously!

"Bang— Shhh— Puff!"

Three loud explosions erupted almost simultaneously!

The mountain splitter axe glow slammed heavily into the back of the divine armor, and earth-attribute spiritual power exploded. Lin Yue's blood qi surged, and a sweet, metallic taste rose in his throat, yet he protected Liu Qingyan in his arms with a death grip. Several fine cracks appeared in the armor's scale patterns, but they were instantly repaired by the spiritual light. The green light of the cold moon evil sword fragment struck his left shoulder but was forcibly deflected by the scale patterns, leaving only a shallow white mark. The counter-shock force made Wu Kun's wrist go numb. Dozens of poison needles hit the front of the divine armor and were all swallowed by the flowing light; Li Mo's Bone-Corroding Poison failed to even break through the divine armor's defense.

"How can this armor be so powerful?!" The three, including Zhao Lie, were all shocked as their offensive was forcibly blocked.