At this moment, what surprised the disciples of the Flying Spirit Sect, especially the three elders, was that Li Lin was currently using fire-based martial skills. Last time, against the Rakshasa Sect, Li Lin had used water-based martial skills.
"A dual-element martial artist," the three elders noted, their eyebrows raised. The stronger their own strength, the more they understood the formidable nature of a dual-element martial artist.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
In the great hall, sword shadows and finger imprints collided, energy dispersed instantaneously, and the violent energy directly overturned several nearby disciples of the Flying Spirit Sect.
"Swish..."
Li Lin's figure had already disappeared from his seat. With a flash of light under his feet, he rushed towards the palace-dressed woman like lightning.
The palace-dressed woman, whose strength was above Li Lin's, immediately retreated. Unknowingly, she had retreated outside the great hall. Her sword vibrated, releasing a sword light that surged like tearing through space, and thunderously charged towards Li Lin.
"Hmph..." Li Lin snorted coldly, his brows slightly furrowed. A pale yellow dazzling light surrounded him, and scales coalesced into armor covering his body. As the sword light struck, he formed a hand seal and released a forceful energy. Using this energy, the sword light barely grazed his body, causing a sharp wind that slightly pained his skin through the Qingling armor.
"You have good strength, but your reaction is too slow," Li Lin said with a slight smile, his Qi suddenly surging. A yellowish Qi burst out, causing the surrounding air to howl and ripple.
"Mountain-Splitting Palm." At this moment, Li Lin shouted deeply, stomped the ground fiercely, and his body shot forward explosively. Below his feet, stones flew, and cracks spread towards the great hall.
"Bad," the palace-dressed woman's pretty face showed seriousness, a chill suddenly surging through her skin. It was too late to retreat. A blue shadow, like a ghost, appeared in front of her with a smirk. Then, a dazzling yellow palm print fiercely struck her abdomen. She didn't even have time to set up her defensive circle.
"Bang..." The powerful Qi poured down on the woman's abdomen.
The woman let out a muffled groan, her body, like a kite with a broken string, was thrown into the air and harshly landed tens of meters away, spitting out a mouthful of blood mist.
"Thud!"
The woman crashed outside the great hall, the ground cracking with several fine fissures.
"Go back and tell your Black Sword Sect people, it's best not to mess with my Flying Spirit Sect. Although we're not strong, we're definitely not something your Black Sword Sect can afford to provoke," Li Lin said indifferently to the woman who had fallen to the ground.
"Release my senior brother," the woman struggled to stand up, staring at Li Lin, seemingly unable to believe what had just happened. The opponent was merely an eighth-level warrior but was able to defeat her. How could this be possible?
"Release him, and you stay. Choose for yourself," Li Lin said indifferently, glancing at the Black Sword Sect youth currently captured by Huang Haibo, then speaking to the palace-dressed woman.
"Fine, you Flying Spirit Sect wait. If you dare to touch a hair on my senior brother, the Black Sword Sect will not let you go," the woman glared coldly at Li Lin and turned to leave.
"Thinking of just leaving like that? Do you think the Flying Spirit Sect is a place where you can come and go as you please?" Li Lin said indifferently. As his voice fell, his figure had already reached behind the palace-dressed woman.
"What do you want to do?" The woman turned around, a blue silhouette already appearing ghost-like behind her.
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"Nothing much. Since you've come to the Flying Spirit Sect, you should leave something behind so you'll remember next time." As his words fell, a blazing stream of light flashed, then harshly landed on the woman's right ear.
"Ah..."
The woman screamed, blood dripping from her right ear, which was now pierced by Li Lin's fiery shadow finger and fell to the ground.
The disciples of the Flying Spirit Sect were shocked at this scene, not expecting their young sect leader to be so ruthless, especially the female disciples whose faces changed dramatically.
"Scram." Li Lin coldly commanded. In this ancient realm, where the weak are preyed upon, if he wasn't ruthless, he feared he wouldn't last long as the sect leader.
At this time, the palace-dressed woman, not daring to look back, quickly covered her bleeding right ear and ran away from the Flying Spirit Sect. She had originally thought the young man would be easy to deal with
, but he turned out to be a scourge.
"All of you listen, if someone comes to cause trouble at the Flying Spirit Sect in the future, you don't need to inform me about everything, just take action. If one person isn't enough, then two should go. If two aren't enough, then ten. We of the Flying Spirit Sect are neither heroes nor cowards; we just don't tolerate being bullied. Did you hear that?" Li Lin turned his gaze towards all the disciples of the Flying Spirit Sect, his eyes fierce.
"Sect Master, we hear you."
Moments later, a unified voice spread among all the disciples. This scene ignited the blood of these young disciples, and the passion in their hearts was kindled. Even those who had lost hope in the Flying Spirit Sect felt their enthusiasm awakening bit by bit.
Zheng Ying's eyes also flashed with brilliance, showing a faint smile to Li Lin.
"Release me, what do you want to do? Hurry up and let me go."
The youth, captured by Huang Haibo and unable to move, glared at Li Lin. Yet, his eyes could not hide his fear. The young man before him was ruthless and merciless.
"What am I going to do? You'll know soon enough." Li Lin spoke indifferently, then said to Huang Haibo, "Elder Huang, leave this person to me. The rest of the disciples should go and train well. Without strength, you are only subject to being bullied."
Huang Haibo handed the person over to Li Lin, his eyes flickering, as if contemplating something.
After returning to his residence, Li Lin didn't linger. He took the youth into a secret chamber in the back mountain, his expression slightly solemn.
The Black Sword Sect targeting the Flying Spirit Sect likely wouldn't end peacefully. The strength of the Flying Spirit Sect was still not enough to contend with the Black Sword Sect. He needed to think of a solution.
"What exactly do you want to do?" The Black Sword Sect's youth, brought into a secret chamber, became even more frightened.
"You'll find out soon." Li Lin's gaze slightly deepened, a hint of chill flashing in his eyes. His claw-shaped hand directly clamped onto the youth's crown. The Yin-Yang Spirit Martial Technique began to operate, unleashing a torrential devouring force from his hand.
"Ah..."
The youth suddenly convulsed violently, his Qi uncontrollably bursting through his meridians and spilling out. His mind was also assaulted by excruciating pain.
Moments later, Li Lin's face turned red. In his hand was now a dried corpse. Inside Li Lin, a massive Qi energy chaotically surged.
He quickly condensed a flame in his hand and incinerated the corpse into ash. Li Lin then sat cross-legged, his blood energy churning and causing pain as it wildly surged through his meridians. If his meridians hadn't been forged to be wide and thick, he would have been in much worse shape. Nevertheless, Li Lin was in great discomfort. The youth was a Martial Master, and Li Lin was just a Martial Warrior. Absorbing the other's Qi was dangerous. If Li Lin were of ordinary constitution, he would have exploded and died. Even so, huge energies chaotically surged inside him.
Li Lin knew Uncle Jiang wasn't joking. Uncle Jiang had warned him not to absorb someone stronger or consume high-grade pills. The energy was too much for the body to bear.
Li Lin initially thought the youth's strength was just at the Martial Master level, and he himself was at the peak of the eighth-level Martial Warrior. He wanted to try, but only now realized the gap between a Martial Master and a Warrior was too vast, even between a ninth-level Warrior and a first-level Master. The other's Qi was more substantial than he imagined.
"Refine." Li Lin quickly operated the Yin-Yang Spirit Martial Technique to refine the energy inside him. Fortunately, his meridians and body were stronger than those of the same level, barely enduring the strain.
In a great hall, several figures sat inside. In the hall, a blood-stained palace-dressed woman stood, narrating something. She was the Black Sword Sect disciple whose ear Li Lin had cut off.
"What? The Flying Spirit Sect has some nerve!" A black-clad man at the head of the hall roared in anger.
"Master, you must avenge me. My senior brother is still captured by the Flying Spirit Sect," the palace-dressed woman said, tears welling up in her eyes, covering her ear, not daring to let go. With an ear missing, she was completely disfigured.
"Elders, what do you think?" the black-clad man asked the others in the hall.
"Sect Master, the Flying Spirit Sect has never been so bold. I'm worried that a powerful figure has arrived there. Just now, Yu'er also said that the leader of the Flying Spirit Sect is a young boy, a dual-element martial artist, something never seen in the Flying Spirit Sect before," an elder in a long robe said. Judging by his aura, he was a Martial Soul level expert, an elder of the Black Sword Sect.