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

"This junior's God of Slaughter origin is neither real nor fictitious, much less a conventional or special origin."

"It is the origin that the younger generation has forged by 'killing' themselves, based on countless life-or-death battles they have experienced, integrating killing, obsession, and bloodlust."

As soon as he finished speaking, the wisp of air suddenly surged and transformed into a phantom blood-red longsword.

Countless tiny cracks could be faintly seen on the blade, each crack seemingly concealing a fierce battle.

Lan Meng Daozun's pupils contracted slightly, and he subconsciously raised his hand to set up a defensive light barrier. He actually sensed a trace of annihilation intent from this wisp of primordial aura, which made even him feel uneasy.

It's a resolute determination to shatter everything, regardless of who the opponent is or how great the difference in skill level.

"No wonder..."

Lanmeng Daozun slowly retracted the light screen, his tone now showing a hint of understanding.

"The reason why you can tear apart the sealing array with the Void Nirvana Realm and have the confidence to face the Void Profound Realm expert with the Seven Star Ancient God Realm is because of this."

"This God of Slaughter's Origin may not seem as substantial as a real origin, nor as strange as a virtual origin, but its sharpness is the most extreme I have ever seen among origins."

Lanmeng Daozun looked at Lin Che with a complex and unfathomable expression: "However, this source is too dangerous. The more killing you do, the stronger the source becomes, but the easier it is to be devoured by the killing intent. The fact that you have come this far shows that your temperament is far beyond that of your peers."

Lin Che sheathed his blood-red longsword and said softly, "This junior understands the dangers involved, but the path of cultivation is never smooth. If one does not want to be bullied by others, one can only make one's sword sharper."

Upon hearing this, Daoist Lanmeng remained silent for a moment, then suddenly chuckled, picked up his teacup, and drank it all in one gulp: "Well said, 'A sharper blade indeed.' It seems that girl Qianmei was right about you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a slight spatial fluctuation suddenly came from outside the inn. Daoist Lanmeng looked up at the window and a faint smile appeared on his lips: "It seems that someone has come to Ranlan Star."

Lanmeng Daozun stood up, put one hand behind his back, and said, "Young friend, I'm going to see those friends. You should cultivate here. When the Ancient Tomb begins, I will come back myself."

Lin Che nodded, then bowed to the Blue Dream Daoist before him and watched him leave.

However, Lin Che did not stay there any longer. After all, in the aura just now, Lin Che sensed many experts at the Void Profound Realm. These guys should also be here for the ancient tomb.

For safety's sake, Lin Che left Ranlan Star directly and sat cross-legged among the nearby stars, quietly waiting for the ancient tomb to open.

"I wonder how Xu Liguo and the others are doing. If they come to the outer boundary, perhaps I will be able to sense them clearly."

Lin Che glanced at the jade pendant in his hand and could naturally sense that Xu Liguo was still alive. However, over the past few hundred years, Xu Liguo's aura had not improved; on the contrary, it showed a downward trend.

This clearly indicates that something rather dangerous has happened.

……

Two hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye since the Master of Science in Time.

Lin Che's cultivation level has also broken through from the early stage of Void Nirvana to the peak of Void Nirvana, and he is only half a step away from breaking through to Void Spirit.

However, just as Lin Che was cultivating, a piercing explosion suddenly came from afar. He then noticed the energy fluctuations emanating from the air, which was the beginning of the Ancient Tomb.

Lin Che moved slightly, instantly appearing at the entrance of the ancient tomb. At the same time, energy surged around him, attracting all the cultivators present. The opening of the ancient tomb drew the attention of almost all the great supernatural cultivators on the entire Primordial Star, who all put aside their affairs and rushed over.

But at this moment, these ancient star-level supernatural beings who had rushed over were so shaken that they had no choice but to retreat!

The impact of the fog, if viewed from the endless sky, could be clearly seen as a collapse, transforming into a massive vortex storm that surged wildly with a deafening roar.

An old man whose cultivation had reached the fourth stage of the Heavenly Decline was unable to retreat in time and was directly engulfed by the storm vortex of mist.

A shrill scream suddenly rang out, and his body trembled violently as his flesh was corroded away in the blink of an eye, leaving only a skeleton!
Its primordial spirit was tragically destroyed beneath the swirling mist!

The same scene can be seen everywhere as the fog pushes it forward!

The swirling fog storm continued to spread, its range increasing wildly—ten thousand miles, three hundred thousand miles, five hundred thousand miles, one million miles…

Without any pause, the fog thickened even more!

Two million, three million, five million... up to ten million miles, tens of millions of miles!

Within this circular aura, numerous cultivators were transformed into skeletons and crumbled into ashes... All of this happened in an instant, a true catastrophe!
At the same time, the Myriad Sounds Daoist, one of the Five Ancient Venerables, also appeared here, gazing in the direction before him.

The avatar of the Wondrous Sound Daoist, that elegant young man, was retreating hastily. His face was gloomy, and he had already retreated tens of millions of miles, but he was unwilling to leave.

"An ancient cemetery, this must be an ancient cemetery. Legend has it that the ancient tomb has only been opened once since the beginning of time! Anyone who enters it can obtain unimaginable blessings!"

Whether it's magical treasures, elixirs, or numerous supernatural techniques, it even contains methods for enabling a third-step cultivator to reach the Void Tribulation Realm!

The Daoist Master Miaoyin's expression was uncertain. As he retreated rapidly, he suddenly gritted his teeth and waved his hands, but his incense realm did not open.

But it is also surrounded by a powerful incense energy, forming dense clusters of incense spirits!
Surrounded by these numerous incense spirits, one could see that each of them was a handsome man or a beautiful woman, numbering over a hundred billion!
"rush!"

Miaoyin Daozun's expression twisted as he took a step forward, abandoning any attempt to retreat, and strode straight into the approaching mist!
The moment he touched the mist, the billions of incense-burning souls outside his body let out a shrill scream.

Suddenly, an indescribable and powerful force erupted from within the mist, a force that no one could resist.

With a single charge, the body of the Wondrous Sound Daoist was engulfed in a deafening roar, as forty percent of his incense soul was completely destroyed!

The Venerable Miaoyin was pale-faced, and at this moment, he had only taken three steps!

With gritted teeth, he suddenly took another step with a low growl, his hands forming hand seals, and Taoist magic descended upon him!
But the moment the fourth step landed, the billowing mist struck him directly, and the remaining 60% of the incense flame around his body was instantly extinguished...

Destroy them all!

Seeing what was happening before him, Lin Che raised an eyebrow slightly, a strange emotion flashing in his eyes.

"As expected of an ancient tomb, it is indeed fraught with danger. If I hadn't reacted in time, I would probably have been annihilated long ago." (End of Chapter)