Only after throwing the knife did the cultivator even pay attention to Lin Feng. He was a little stunmed seeing late-stage realm cultivator here, but he didn’t care much.
The cultivator became relaxed as he had thought that he would have to fight someone stronger, but that wasn’t the case, his knife would be enough to take care of this intruder.
Lin Feng calmly reached with his left hand and caught the knife from the tip, and before the cultivator could even react with shock, he hurled the knife with far more speed than it was coming.
It moved so fast that the cultivator wasn’t able to even perceive it before it stabbed his heart.
PIAKKKK!
"Anghhhh....." The cultivator’s hand went to the knife instinctively, but suddenly white flames erupted from the knife.
"Aaaaaahhhhhhhh....."
Lin Feng had infused a little amount of yang qi on the knife while throwing. It was enough to burn the cultivator in the blink of an eye.
Lin Feng felt little pang of pain in his heart looking at the burning storage bag. He should not have done it.
Lin Feng left the cave. It was only the beginning. He would get many more of these storage bags, so no need to fret over only one.
Although he felt nothing from this other than the fact that he was taking a little revenge. He wanted a good fight, but even if these cultivators became Soul Sea realm, it wouldn’t be enough for him to break a sweat.
"Whatever, let’s see how many I can kill before entering the ruins..."
The next cultivator he stumbled upon was someone from the Yin Yang Harmony Sect. He had never seen him. The disciple, as usual, attacked him.
The disciple used one of the signature skills of the Yin Yang Harmony Sect, the Yin-Yang Palm, but it was incomplete as it required a partner to complete the yin part of the skill.
Although the strength of the yang palm was just as strong as that flaming orb of the Crimson Flame Palace.
Lin Feng nonchalantly used his own palm infused with pure yang. The disciple got shocked. How could he not recognize the purity of yang qi? But it was too late to back off.
Both of their palms met in the middle of them...
THACKKKK!
CRACKKKK!
"Aaaahhhhhh..." The hand of the disciple broke from his elbow. He was thrown back from the impact and hit the cave wall.
Before he could even open his eyes, Lin Feng appeared near him and took his storage bag before he put his palm on the face of the disciple. White flames erupted, and everything quietened down.
There was nothing interesting in the storage bag. He just took the items inside his ring and burnt the storage bag.
He had a feeling that this disciple was one of the 25 protectors who were sent to protect him because he had 10 protection talismans, which were quite unusual.
He left the cave and slowly started finding more and more cultivators. If he found someone who was not from these sects, then their lives depended upon what action they took.
If they attacked him, then their death was inevitable.
Only those who didn’t show any killing intention survived. As for what they said to him, it didn’t matter as long as it was about him, not someone he cared about.
As for the cultivators of these sects, they wouldn’t get any pardon. Whether they attacked or not, it wouldn’t matter. He killed them.
Slowly time passed, and the sun finally set down. No one in the whole inheritance site knew that an unusual massacre had happened in the outer area where peak-stage cultivators were cultivating to reach the Soul Sea realm.
The only person who had seen everything was the spirit consciousness of the inheritance site, and even right now it was watching it happen with an amused expression.
He didn’t know why Lin Feng was targeting these cultivators, because it definitely wasn’t for their storage bags or fun.
One thing was also quite obvious: that he was targeting a specific type of cultivators, specifically from two sects he had knowledge about, the Yin Yang Harmony Sect and the Crimson Flame Palace.
Both of these sects were ruling east and west in his time too.
It seemed that this young man saw them as a nuisance or enemies.
There was one thing which surprised him: that he had a special yang constitution. His strength and attacks were only possible because of that.
Also, this young cultivator belonged to the Yin Yang Harmony Sect too. Nothing could escape his eyes in his own dimension. He had seen him change his robes.
Well, he wasn’t against this type of massacre, so he let it happen. Everyone was on their own inside here.
...
Lin Feng had killed Fifty-three cultivators till now. It wasn’t much, but it wasn’t low either. He didn’t know how many peak-stage Core Formation disciples the Crimson Flame Palace had sent, but they wouldn’t be far off from two hundred, as both sects must have agreed upon it to balance themselves.
He had killed twenty-two Crimson Flame Palace disciples while twenty Yin Yang Harmony Sect disciples.
Just as he was about to continue his search, he felt a large amount of qi moving towards a specific direction. It was going towards a mountain top on his left side.
There was no doubt someone had broken through to the Soul Sea realm. Right now he wasn’t far from the place where he had met his first cultivator.
He wasn’t moving randomly. He had gone from one side; now he was back from the other side.
The only person who was on that mountain was that woman. He ignored it and started finding other cultivators.
Soon they might breakthrough too, and after that they would definitely move towards ruins, which were safe zones.
This would also bring cultivators together, and they would form groups with their sect mates, or even form groups with other cultivators just to get access to ruins.
Overall, killing them with his late-stage cultivation realm wouldn’t be easy, because it would give away that he was too strong.