Xian Ni: The God of Killing Returns, Marries Li Muwan at the Beginning

"joke?"

Xu Kongzi's face darkened, his spiritual power surged, and he glared angrily, saying, "I am a late-stage Pure Nirvana cultivator at the Great Perfection level. Killing you is as easy as slaughtering a dog! If you know what's good for you, quickly hand over your magic weapon, or today will be your death day!"

A red-faced old man beside him chimed in sternly, "Lin Che, you only managed to stand out because of the Hengyue Sect's influence. Do you really think you're someone important? The treasures of this Immortal Emperor's cave should be shared by us powerful people. How dare a junior like you lay your hands on them?"

"Hand over the Nirvana Treasure!"

"And the immortal jade and cultivation techniques you possess!"

The crowd was in an uproar, and dozens of cultivators surrounded them, their eyes filled with an almost tangible greed.

The ancient demon Bello crossed his arms and sneered. Although he did not speak, he secretly circulated his demonic power, clearly waiting for the opportunity to reap the benefits.

Lin Che looked around, his smile gradually fading, leaving only an icy chill: "A bunch of clowns, do they even deserve to talk about the word 'strong'?"

“Xu Kongzi, you didn’t have this kind of face when my master, Huanglong Zhenren, broke three of your ribs back then. You red-faced old ghost, you secretly refined the prototype of your fellow disciple to make pills, thinking no one knew?”

Lin Che's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears. Xu Kongzi's expression changed drastically, and the red-faced old man was filled with shock and anger: "Nonsense!"

"Nonsense?"

Lin Che scoffed and said disdainfully, "You covet my magic treasures simply because your cultivation is too low, and you don't even have a decent natal magic treasure. You survive by bullying the weak, yet you dare to shout here?"

"You're courting death!" Xu Kongzi, unable to bear it any longer, summoned an ancient bronze sword, its blade gleaming with a piercing sound. "Today, I will grind you to dust!"

The instant the ancient sword left his hand, Lin Che's eyes flashed with cold light, and he uttered two words: "Noisy."

Before he finished speaking, his figure had vanished from the spot like a ghost.

The next moment, the Blood God Sword burst forth with a hum, its dark golden blood patterns swirling eerily in the sunlight.

With a "plop," before the red-faced old man could react, his head was already flying into the air, and blood splattered on everyone's faces.

"Late stage of Nirvana?"

Lin Che's voice, chillingly cold, appeared behind Xu Kongzi, and he sneered, "In my eyes, you are no different from ants."

Void Child was terrified and hurriedly turned around to parry with his sword, but his wrist was easily severed by the Blood God Sword.

Screaming and trying to escape, Lin Che flicked his finger, and a blood-red sword aura pierced through his brow.

"kill!"

The remaining cultivators were terrified at the sight, but blinded by greed, they all unleashed their magical treasures and attacked.

Lin Che sneered, and the Blood God Sword transformed into countless blood shadows. With each shadow that fell, a person perished.

Screams rose and fell, and within a few breaths, most of the surrounding cultivators had fallen.

Ancient Demon Bello's pupils contracted, and he subconsciously took half a step back. Where was this Pure Nirvana cultivation? This decisiveness in killing and control of power clearly indicated that he had reached the mid-stage of Shattered Nirvana!
Lin Che sheathed his sword and stood there, the blood dripping from the tip spreading on the ground. He glanced at the remaining trembling people, his voice calm yet carrying boundless pressure: "Who else wants my magic weapon?"

No one dared to answer; a deathly silence enveloped the forest, broken only by the rustling of leaves in the wind and the faint, distant sounds emanating from the depths of Qinglin Cave. Seeing this, all the cultivators trembled, not daring to utter a single word, fearing that the powerful figure before them would instantly kill them on the spot.

Lin Che looked at the cultivator in front of him and sneered disdainfully, "Anyone who dares to step forward will die."

A simple sentence, yet it made everyone break out in a cold sweat, and everyone's expression was extremely ugly. After all, the Shattered Nirvana Realm expert in front of them could kill them in an instant.

Lin Che ignored the group of ants and walked straight ahead.

Situ Nan wiped the sweat from his cheeks and decided to leave first, since he had no interest in acquiring any more magical treasures under the current circumstances.

It's important to save your life.

...............

About half a day.

Lin Che arrived at a valley called the Burial Valley of Immortals, a place where no immortal dared to set foot. A slight mistake could result in the soul being scattered and never being able to be reborn.

Within the Burial Immortal Valley, however, there was a Burial Immortal Vortex, a whirlwind formed by billions of killing energies, which suddenly appeared in front of Lin Che.

The whirlwind was so powerful that it seemed capable of breaking through all barriers in the area. Furthermore, under its continuous compression, a terrifying pressure that made one's scalp tingle surged forth.

However, Lin Che was overjoyed. "I didn't expect the killing aura here to be so strong. It seems I really made the right choice coming here."

Lin Che's system is, after all, the God of Slaughter System. As long as he keeps killing, he can improve his strength. The killing energy in front of him is extremely powerful. If he absorbs it, he can naturally break through to the late stage of the Shattered Nirvana Realm.

If Lin Che could achieve the state of "the decay of heaven and man," it would naturally be the best thing for him at present.

Lin Che sat cross-legged, his immortal energy surging around him, his fingers moving rapidly as he frantically absorbed the killing intent of the place into his body.

"I didn't expect you to dare to directly absorb the killing energy here. That's quite interesting. Aren't you afraid of exploding and dying?"

Inside the Burial Immortal Vortex, at the very moment the sea of ​​blood collapsed, the blurry woman within gently waved her right hand, and immediately a purple-gold rune flashed above her brow.

With a single wave of his hand, the surging whirlwind of killing energy suddenly stopped, then collapsed with a deafening roar.

Lin Che narrowed his eyes and, taking advantage of the moment when the other party was disrupting the killing vortex, immediately absorbed all the killing energy in the area into his system, intending to absorb it all when the opportunity arose.

As the woman approached, Lin Che clearly saw that her feet were firmly locked by a crimson, tendon-like structure, which was stretched straight as the woman floated up.

The Star-Scarred Sable, which had disappeared during the collapse, flew out of the vortex and landed on the woman's feet. It sniffed carefully at the crimson tendons, its eyes sparkling with intelligence, and then lay down on them, motionless.

When she was about two hundred feet away from Lin Che, the woman stopped and looked up at everyone with her empty eye sockets. Black blood was still flowing from her eye sockets and dripping down her pointed chin.

"Does the Fu Clan still have any descendants?" A hoarse voice, carrying a strange power, slowly emanated from the woman's mouth.

Although the voice was hoarse, it was extremely pleasant to hear, and once it reached the ears, it seemed to echo and linger for a long time.

Looking at the woman before him, Lin Che frowned slightly, thinking to himself, "The Fu Clan... if I remember correctly, the woman before me should be the legendary Holy Ancestor of the Fu Clan..." (End of Chapter)