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

"That's right! We'll team up to kill him, and then we'll split the magic weapon afterward!"

Yunluo Dasi was originally preparing to take the opportunity to ambush Wang Lin, but when he saw the Blood God Sword appear, his deductive power was activated subconsciously, and words such as treasure and opportunity instantly appeared in his mind. The fear in his eyes was replaced by greed.

Yunluo Dasi subtly changed direction, his fingers forming a hand seal once more. The black threads no longer targeted Wang Lin, but instead wrapped around Lin Che's back, as he coldly uttered:
"Lin Che, hand over the magic weapon, and perhaps we can spare your body."

Lin Che looked at the group of cultivators in front of him, who were blinded by greed, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

Lin Che tightened his grip on the Blood God Sword, causing the killing intent emanating from the blade to intensify, almost tearing apart the surrounding void: "Want my Blood God Sword? Then trade your lives for it!"

Before he finished speaking, Dongdizi and the Nanzhao monk attacked simultaneously.

The Nanzhao monk summoned a massive bronze cauldron, its body covered in ancient runes, and with an imposing aura that could suppress heaven and earth, he smashed it down on Lin Che's head.

Dong Dizi transformed into a streak of light, his longsword gathering immense spiritual power as he unleashed a blade of light powerful enough to cleave stars in two.

The surrounding cultivators also unleashed their magical treasures, and countless attacks poured down on Lin Che like a torrential rain, with a mad greed flashing in everyone's eyes.

Faced with the temptation of the Void Nirvana-level magic weapon, they had long forgotten Lin Che's strength and only thought about killing him and seizing that treasure that could change their fate.

The bronze cauldron crashed down with immense force, its runes gleaming with dazzling golden light. Wherever it passed, the void collapsed, forming a massive black vortex that seemed poised to devour Lin Che along with the surrounding star fragments.

Dong Dizi's blade followed closely behind, its silvery-white light tearing through the sky with a sharp, piercing sound, aiming straight for Lin Che's throat. The wind from the blade made his robes flutter loudly.

Behind him, Yunluo Dasi's black threads, like venomous snakes emerging from their holes, silently coiled around Lin Che's back. The corrosive power on the surface of the threads grew increasingly intense, even scorching the space around them with subtle black marks.

The attacks from tens of thousands of cultivators around him were overwhelming. The light of various magical treasures intertwined to form a dazzling yet deadly light curtain. Fireballs, ice arrows, and lightning blades were densely packed, completely sealing off all of Lin Che's escape routes.

"You worthless brat, go to hell!"

Dong Dizi roared, the blade's light surging another three-fold, his eyes brimming with greed.

He could almost see himself seizing the Blood God Sword and roaming freely beyond the realm with this Void Nirvana-level magic weapon.

Lin Che remained unfazed, his hand gripping the Blood God Sword as steady as a rock.

Just as countless attacks were about to strike, he suddenly spun around, and the Blood God Sword drew a scarlet arc in front of him.

The sword hummed, and a killing intent far exceeding that before suddenly erupted, forming a blood-red barrier that shredded the ice arrows and lightning blades that arrived first.

"clang!"

The bronze cauldron slammed heavily onto the blood-red barrier, producing a deafening roar. The Nanzhao monk felt a tremendous force travel through the cauldron, his arm instantly went numb, and the bronze cauldron was sent flying backward by the impact.

The Nanzhao monk's pupils constricted sharply, his greed slightly suppressed by shock: "How can this kid's power be so strong?"

Before the Nanzhao monk could react, Lin Che had already transformed into a streak of blood-red light and rushed straight towards Dong Dizi.

The Blood God Sword slashed through the sky, leaving a scarlet afterimage. Dong Dizi felt a chill and hastily raised his sword to defend.

But the moment the two swords clashed, he felt a devastating force travel through the blades, shattering the longsword in his hand. The Blood God Sword's sharpness continued relentlessly, slashing towards his chest.

"impossible!"

Dong Dizi's pupils dilated, his eyes filled with fear and resentment. He subconsciously circulated all his spiritual power, trying to build a defense, but the Blood God Sword pierced through his spiritual power barrier as easily as cutting tofu, splitting his body in two. Blood splattered, and Dong Dizi's primordial spirit, just as it was about to escape, was instantly shredded by the killing intent on the Blood God Sword, leaving not even a trace of his soul behind.

[Congratulations, host, for successfully killing a Void Spirit early-stage expert. Your cultivation level has increased by one, breaking through to the Void Spirit early stage.]

"Oh no, this guy has actually broken through to the early stage of the Void Spirit Realm!"

After killing Dong Dizi, Lin Che did not pause and turned to look at the bronze cauldron that was flying backward.

With a flick of his finger, Lin Che sent the Blood God Sword flying towards the bronze cauldron in a blood-red streak. The blood-red patterns on the sword surged, eventually piercing through the bronze cauldron.

Upon seeing this, the Nanzhao monk's greed was completely replaced by fear. He turned to run away, but as soon as he took a step, he felt a chill in his back as the Blood God Sword pierced through his chest.

The Nanzhao monk's fingers moved rapidly, and using the clone technique, he quickly disappeared from the spot.

"you……"

The clone of the Nanzhao Master lowered his head with difficulty, looking at the Blood God Sword in front of his chest with disbelief in his eyes. Then his body collapsed weakly, his primordial spirit being devoured by the blood-red killing intent, without even a chance to beg for mercy.

In just a few breaths, the early-stage Void Spirit Realm expert was killed by Lin Che. The surrounding cultivators from outside the realm fell into a deathly silence. Their previously crazed and greedy eyes were now replaced by deep fear.

Many people instinctively stepped back, looking at Lin Che as if he were a god of death.

The Nanzhao Master spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood, looking at his destroyed clone with a grim expression. "What terrifying strength! Who exactly is this guy?!"

Yunluo Dasi's black silk threads stopped in mid-air. She looked at Lin Che's back, her greed long gone, replaced by a deep-seated fear.

Previously, during the deduction, I only saw the opportunity of the Blood God Sword, but I did not expect Lin Che's strength to be so terrifying that he could easily kill even a Void Spirit early stage expert.

"run!"

Someone shouted, and tens of thousands of cultivators, like startled birds, turned and fled in different directions.

At this moment, they no longer dared to covet the Blood God Sword, and only thought about getting away from Lin Che, this god of death, as soon as possible.

Lin Che snorted coldly and swung the Blood God Sword in his hand again, sending countless blood-red blades flying towards the fleeing cultivators.

Each blade of light contained terrifying killing intent, capable of easily killing a cultivator.

Screams rose and fell, and the once bustling void instantly turned into a living hell.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yunluo Dasi blended into the fleeing crowd, hoping to sneak away.

But Lin Che had already noticed her. With a flick of his finger, a blood-red thread flew out and wrapped around Yunluo Dasi's ankle.

Yunluo Dasi was startled and turned around to cut the blood-red threads, but Lin Che was faster and appeared in front of her in an instant, the Blood God Sword pressed against her throat.

"Grand Commander Yunluo, didn't you want to kill me before? Why are you trying to run away now?"

In an instant, energy surged around Lin Che, his tone icy, his eyes devoid of any warmth. (End of Chapter)