"Earth Demon Life-taking Array!"
Huang Henxin murmured softly, his hands instantly weaving a bizarre array. Six stones, resembling mysterious spiritual beads, flew to the six corners of the room, converging into six unique magical artifacts.
"Lin Beichen, do you think just because you are a cultivator, you can roam the world freely? Inland cultivators are arrogant and isolated, unaware that outside, cultivators are as common as dirt. Idiots like you, I can kill ten in a day!"
Huang Henxin said triumphantly, his face filled with pride.
The Earth Demon Life-taking Array he activated was a special secret technique taught to him by his master.
Although he couldn’t manipulate terrain and environment as effortlessly as his master, with these six bizarre stone artifacts, he could temporarily trap others, using his killing intent and spiritual qi to assassinate someone with ease.
After setting up the array, Huang Henxin could foresee Lin Beichen’s fate and didn’t bother to look at him again.
Years ago, he used this move to torment and kill a cultivator at the Great Accomplishment in Inner Strength level.
Back then, the Celestial Gate hadn’t opened, but Lin Beichen was just a young brat. Even if he started cultivation from the womb, how much could he have cultivated?
Because of this, Huang Henxin believed Lin Beichen was doomed. However, the next scene left him dumbfounded, nearly in disbelief.
Lin Beichen gently waved his hand, and a storm vortex appeared out of nowhere in the air. The violent tornado ravaged the entire scene, shredding all the energy.
"How is this possible?"
Huang Henxin screamed, as if seeing a ghost.
Even his master couldn’t handle it so effortlessly.
The storm created with just a wave of the hand could influence reality, even transcending physics and creating phenomena out of nothing.
What’s the difference between this power and that of an immortal?
"Your array techniques are a complete mess. Compared to the true art of spiritual array formations, yours are like a child playing with dirt!"
Lin Beichen sighed, his face filled with disappointment.
Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi originated from him. Whether various forms of spiritual qi, they all evolved based on the foundation of the Five Elements Spiritual Qi.
Although there are many heroes in the world, no matter what array they study, it’s just preparing a wedding dress for him.
It’s just that he disdained this bit of spiritual qi because his cultivation was too high, so he didn’t bother to plunder the cultivation of the world’s heroes.
Some always think their power is strong, but they have no idea that their prideful cultivation is, in Lin Beichen’s eyes, just like flies desperately flying into a flame.
"This person cannot be fought against, I must flee immediately and learn from this!"
At this time, all Huang Henxin’s pride had vanished.
The person in front of him was not a naive boy but a terrifying old monster who had lived for centuries!
With a wave of the hand creating gale winds, easily destroying his array, even crushing his precious magical artifacts in an instant, such cultivation was simply shocking.
If he fought such a strong person, there was no chance of survival.
While thoughts whirled in his mind, Huang Henxin quickly ran towards the door, revealing the strange bracelet on his right hand.
A bizarre bone-like bracelet was wrapped around his right wrist.
This bone bracelet, crafted by several top experts and nurtured by himself, could emit an extremely special mysterious aura.
As long as this aura enveloped someone, they’d immediately fall into a strange dream.
Strong spirits might break free, but most would be trapped in the dream’s torment, eventually either having their soul torn apart or becoming vegetative.
"Boom!"
The entire hall was ravaged by violent spiritual qi, filled with ghostly, eerie loud roars.
Sound is a form of energy. When energy reaches a certain intensity, it can shatter anything.
In the hallucination, countless fierce ghosts wailed, ultimately transforming into wraiths charging at Lin Beichen.
Lin Beichen was too strong; relying solely on one artifact couldn’t hurt him.
Huang Henxin never thought that this alone could kill Lin Beichen.
His plan was simple: if this could block Lin Beichen momentarily and give him enough time to escape, it served its purpose.
As for Zheng Xinxi and the supermodel, Huang Henxin had no energy to care about them.
He barely knew if he would survive; how could he worry about others?
He just hoped Zheng Xinxi had some usefulness. Even if he was a waste, at least using the Zheng Clan’s influence might temporarily stall Lin Beichen.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, all in just a moment.
As he was thinking, he suddenly heard a light laugh beside his ear.
"Petty tricks, do you think you can escape?"
Lin Beichen’s voice wasn’t loud, but it carried a majestic righteousness, sweeping away all demons and monsters in an instant.
All the dream monsters in the room shattered, yet Lin Beichen still stood there, not lifting a finger, as if he hadn’t moved at all.
He lightly exhaled, and all evil disappeared. What kind of divine technique was this?
Huang Henxin trembled, feeling severe pain in his arm. Looking down, he saw cracks appearing in the bone bracelet, which then shattered.
Huang Henxin screamed and seized this chance to retreat, reaching the door.
Just as he was about to escape, Lin Beichen extended a finger and pointed at him.
Huang Henxin suddenly felt a terrifying force. Before he could react, he felt his body reversing, his steps involuntarily flying backward, landing before Lin Beichen.
With a bang,
Huang Henxin knelt, his knees sinking into the ground, feeling his bones shatter.
"Master, I am blind and deserve death, please spare my life. I will bear any cost!"
Huang Henxin screamed in fear, his face filled with terror, utterly panic-stricken.
He despised inland people, thinking they were ignorant bumpkins, but he knew it was one of the origins of cultivators.
Moreover, as the sole unbroken civilization on the planet, its cultivators were the strongest in the world.
His master had told him this, but in his youth arrogance, he thought inland people were insignificant, not realizing his foolishness until meeting a true expert today.
Not even his master could likely match this person before him.
The young-looking Lin Beichen, appearing in his twenties, with an exceptionally youthful face, likely had a soul that had lived for a millennium, truly an old monster.
"To obtain this, you involved Zheng Xinxi, even orchestrated this. What purpose does it serve?"
Lin Beichen shook the Red Rope Gourd, thoughtfully looking at Huang Henxin.
Huang Henxin’s face contorted, pain destroying his perception, only remembering to kneel and kowtow desperately.
Lin Beichen snorted coldly.
Facing death, still clinging to secrets, did he really think Lin Beichen had no means?
With a light smile, Lin Beichen pointed in midair, like a flash of the Reaper’s scythe.
Huang Henxin felt a chill below, discovering one leg had been cut off by Lin Beichen.
"Ah!"
He screamed miserably, clutching his wound, rolling on the ground.
Seeing Lin Beichen about to move again, he panicked, desperately calling out:
"Sir, I’ll tell you everything. Please stop torturing me!"