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

Lin Che felt a sharp pain in his soul, and his face turned pale instantly.

He had seen this Taoist technique before and knew how terrifying it was; once the reflection of the soul was destroyed, one's own primordial spirit would also collapse.

Upon seeing this, Tu Si's eyes narrowed, and he raised the blood-red spear in his hand again, thrusting it towards the well of the Master.

"Trying to break my magic? Not so easy!"

The Master sneered, waved his left hand, and once again pulled a ray of light from the well water. This time it was the reflection of Tu Si's soul.

"Tu Si, if you dare to lay a hand on me again, I will destroy your soul first!"

In an instant, the atmosphere in the hall fell into a stalemate once again.

Lin Che clutched his chest, enduring the excruciating pain in his soul, his mind racing as he searched for a way to break the deadlock.

Tu Si gripped his spear, staring intently at the Master, not daring to act rashly. After all, the slightest mistake could result in his soul being scattered and never to be reincarnated.

The Master looked around and, for some reason, felt as if a pair of eyes were staring at him from the void. Moreover, the energy was growing stronger and stronger, as if it would appear here at any moment.

Just as the Lord was contemplating how to leave, the void in front of him was torn apart, and the madman Lian Daofei ran over, laughing loudly, "Hahaha, I've finally found you!"

"Lin Che, Lin Che, you've really made me search for you. If my brother hadn't mentioned his tracking ability back then, I might not have been able to find you at all."

The erratic Lian Dao landed steadily on the ground, looked at the injured Lin Che in front of him, raised an eyebrow and said, "You're injured?"

"Who! Who dares to hit my master? Get out here! I promise you'll all die a horrible death!"

Looking at Lian Daofei who had suddenly appeared before him, the Master finally understood why he had been filled with fear just now; it turned out that his master had appeared.

At this moment, Lian Daofei did not recognize the Master. After looking at this guy, he immediately took two steps back and said, "It's you again, you old bastard."

"Lin Che, Lin Che, of all people to mess with, you had to pick on this guy. I'm no match for him. If all else fails, let's run away."

Seeing his master in this state, the servant master breathed a sigh of relief, but was still filled with apprehension, as the fear he had felt for Lian Daofei back then was already palpable.

Lin Che wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Lian Daofei, saying, "I remember you have a supernatural power. As long as you help me control him for a moment, I will have a way to kill him."

"Really?" Lian Daofei's eyes lit up, and he blinked, saying, "Don't try to fool me. I'm not a three-year-old."

Lin Che replied calmly, "Don't worry, there's naturally no problem. I will personally kill him here."

Upon hearing the word "kill," Lian Daofei's eyes lit up instantly, his previous timidity vanishing. He patted his chest and laughed loudly, "I keep my word! As long as you can really kill him, what's a little restraint!"

Before he finished speaking, Lian Daofei suddenly raised his hand, and a strange silver light appeared in his palm. The light carried a pressure that surpassed even the Void Tribulation, and instantly enveloped the Palm Venerable.

The Master's expression changed drastically. He tried to use his spiritual power to break free, but found that his body was bound by invisible chains, and he couldn't even move his fingertips.

At this moment, the Master was trembling all over, his eyes filled with horror. He was all too familiar with this power.

It is the Dao Locking Seal that Lian Daofei possessed before he went mad!
"Damn it, stop it! Stop it!"

The Palm Master roared, his voice filled with despair, but Lian Daofei ignored him completely, instead intensifying the silver light. "You old bastard, why didn't you say this when you bullied me back then? Today, consider it paying back the debt!"

Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Lin Che suddenly raised his hand, his fingertips slicing across his palm, and as blood dripped to the ground, he muttered something under his breath.

"With my blood, I draw upon the power of heaven and earth; with my soul, I sacrifice to my natal sword!"

As the incantation ended, the blood on the ground suddenly transformed into streaks of scarlet silk, flying towards the Blood God Sword.

The Blood God Sword trembled violently in mid-air, its blade emitting a blinding red light. The patterns on the sword seemed to come alive, frantically absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The seawater of the Meteorite Sea churned violently, and columns of water shot into the sky, transforming into pure water essence that flowed into the sword.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, thunder roared, and golden lightning bolts wrapped around the sword, intertwining with the red light.

In just a few breaths, the Blood God Sword condensed the four primal forces of ice, fire, water, and lightning from heaven and earth. The sword body swelled to tens of feet long, carrying an aura that could tear the sky apart, and hovered above Lin Che's head.

The Master looked at the giant sword that exuded a terrifying aura, his eyes filled with fear. He struggled desperately, his Void Tribulation Power surging wildly within him, but he could not break free from the binding of the Locking Dao Seal.

"Lin Che! How dare you! If I die, the ancient forces beyond this realm will never let you go!"

"Let me go?"

Lin Che sneered, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and said disdainfully, "Back when you destroyed the Rain Immortal Realm and killed my relatives and friends, did you never think of letting me go?"

"Today, this sword strike is to avenge all those who died by your hand!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Che instantly suppressed his aura, raised his hand sharply, pointed at the Palm Master, and shouted, "Blood God Slash!"

The Blood God Sword, tens of feet long, carrying four layers of primal power, slashed towards the Palm Master like a meteor.

Wherever the sword passed, space was torn open with a dark rift, and even the power of the void tribulation around the Palm Master was instantly swallowed up.

The Master let out a shrill scream, but he didn't even have a chance to resist before his body was cleaved in two by the sword blade. Blood and bits of flesh flew everywhere, and the power of the Void Tribulation dissipated instantly.

Just as the Master's body was about to turn to ashes, Lin Che suddenly raised his hand, and a gentle spiritual force enveloped a wisp of the Master's remnant soul.

Lin Che looked at the trembling remnant soul, a complex look flashing in his eyes: "I will not kill your whole soul, but leave a wisp of it. We will make a decision after Lian Daofei recovers his memories."

As Lin Che finished speaking, Lian Daofei withdrew the Locking Dao Seal. The silver light dissipated, and he looked at the mangled corpse and the wisp of remnant soul on the ground, scratching his head: "Done? This old bastard is really weak. I haven't had enough fun yet."

Lin Che ignored Lian Daofei's teasing, raised his hand and put the remnant soul of the Palm Venerable into a jade bottle, then put away the Blood God Sword, staggered back a step, his face as pale as paper.

That last sword strike nearly exhausted all of his life force; if it weren't for his last bit of willpower, he would have collapsed long ago.

[Congratulations, host, on successfully slaying the soul of a Void Tribulation Realm Master. This triggers the Killing God System, rewarding you with a two-level increase in cultivation, advancing you to the early stage of the Void Tribulation Realm.]

As the system voice sounded, Lin Che's aura instantly changed, breaking through from the mid-stage of the Void Profound realm to the early stage of the Void Tribulation realm. (End of Chapter)