At the same time, traveling through time, starting from subverting the war at the top

Chapter 230 Is the Nascent Soul Really That Great?

"I agree to this condition."

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out, and everyone looked in the direction of the voice, their faces showing surprise.

Is this guy crazy?

Do you know what you're saying?

To offend the Yin Island for a woman? Are you courting death?!
Even Zi Ling herself was stunned and didn't react for a moment.

Lin Mo looked at Fairy Zi Ling and laughed, "What? This three-inch-tall ancient tree bark is fine, but I'm not?"

Zi Ling stared intently at Lin Mo's smiling face and said earnestly, "As long as you kill all the cultivators who murdered my mother that day, I will marry you!"

Lin Mo nodded, stopped looking at her, and turned to look at the sect leader of the Hidden Fiend Sect.

"Hand over the fragment of the Void Heaven Map you possess, and I may spare your life."

Lin Mo knew the true identity of the Hidden Fiend Sect Master. He was a disciple of the Extreme Yin Ancestor. Years ago, unable to endure the Extreme Yin Ancestor's abuse, he stole a fragment of the Void Heaven Map and hid in the Tongtian Mist Sea for decades. Now, the Void Heaven Palace's appearance, which occurs once every three hundred years, was about to happen, and he had only just emerged when he was targeted by Extreme Yin Island.

Wu Chou stared intently at Lin Mo, a savage glint flashing across his hideous face. He said coldly, "So you're here for Uncle Sun's Void Heaven Remnant Map too. How dare you offend our Extreme Yin Island? Who exactly are you?"

"Uncle Master?"

The nickname "Ugly Crow" surprised everyone else.

I never expected that the leader of the Hidden Fiend Sect would have this connection with Extreme Yin Island.

The series of unexpected events increased Han Li's unease. He had already scanned his surroundings with his divine sense but found no further ambushes.

This made him hesitate for a moment, unsure whether he should flee immediately or wait and see what the situation was like.

After all, he hadn't figured out whether the Thunder Bamboo was real or fake.

Sun Qianyun, the leader of the Hidden Fiend Sect, looked at Lin Mo and said in a deep voice, "Can you really save my life?"

"Even if that extremely sinister old ghost is here, as long as I want to protect someone, no one can touch him."

Lin Mo looked at the dark clouds and laughed, "I told you so, didn't I? You old monster of extreme yin, you don't need to hide anymore, show yourself!"

Upon hearing Lin Mo's words, Han Li and the other cultivators were startled and hurriedly looked around. Could it be that the Extreme Yin Ancestor was here?

However, the surroundings remained calm and normal, and nothing unusual occurred.

The cultivators were now somewhat confused and looked again at Lin Mo and Wu Chou in the center of the arena.

"What nonsense are you talking about? The Ancestor has arrived. How come I didn't know?"

Wu Chou was initially taken aback, but his expression froze halfway through his sentence, and a strange look began to appear on his face.

He stared at Lin Mo with that expression for a moment, then laughed strangely.

"Hehehe, you actually saw through my possession technique at a glance. Who exactly are you? When did a figure like you emerge in the Chaotic Star Sea?"

As he spoke, Wu Chou's face began to blur and distort. A moment later, to everyone's astonishment, it transformed into an equally thin, ugly old man with slightly squinted eyes.

A chill ran down Han Li's and the others' spines.

The shrill laughter of the Yin Ancestor was so sharp that it made everyone's eardrums ache, and everyone involuntarily took a few steps back.

Upon seeing the Yin Ancestor, Sun Qianyun turned deathly pale, his face drained of color. He exclaimed, "I knew it! How could you entrust such an important task to a junior!"

"As expected of my beloved disciple, you truly understand your master." The Yin Ancestor turned to look at Sun Qianyun and said with a smile. "Disciple? Back then, you killed us at will, and those who disobeyed you were even subjected to soul-refining. You never treated us as disciples! We were nothing more than your slaves!" Sun Qianyun said coldly.

"Hand over the fragments of the Void Heaven Map, and I'll give you a quick death," the Extreme Yin Ancestor sneered.

Without the slightest hesitation, Sun Qianyun took out a slightly yellowed old brocade handkerchief from his person, a resolute look in his eyes, and tossed it to Lin Mo.

He couldn't see through Lin Mo's cultivation level. For Sun Qianyun, he had no other choice; this was the only way to survive.

I can only take a gamble.

He knew all too well the methods of his master, the Yin Ancestor. If he were to fall into his hands, he would be in a situation where he could neither live nor die.

Han Li saw the yellowed old brocade handkerchief in the distance and his heart skipped a beat.

Because this handkerchief looks so familiar, and seems very similar to the fragment of the map he obtained from the Black Fiend Cult Leader, could there be some connection between the two?
Han Li's mind started racing. Right now, all three parties were vying for this so-called "Fragment of the Void Heaven Map," which showed that it was definitely not an ordinary item.

It would be dangerous if they found out I had it too.

Thinking of this.

Han Li retreated a further distance.

With the appearance of the Yin Ancestor, the cultivators on the scene were completely stunned.

You should know that this is a Nascent Soul Great Demon with a notorious reputation.

"Since I am unwilling to oppose the ancestor and have no interest in being driven by others, I will take my leave first."

Before the words were finished, a Core Formation cultivator recruited by the Wonderful Sound Sect suddenly transformed into a beam of yellow light and shot backward into the sky.

To everyone's astonishment, he flew dozens of feet away in the blink of an eye.

What a fast speed!
Upon seeing this, the Extreme Yin Ancestor's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he opened his right hand, whereupon a black fireball suddenly appeared.

He gently tossed the black fireball towards the direction of the yellow light. The fireball flickered a few times as it left his hand, then transformed into a slender black rainbow and vanished without a trace.

Are you playing with fire?

Lin Mo's lips curled up slightly; this was interesting.

The next moment, a scream came from the yellow light in the distance, and with a "whoosh", it turned into a ball of eerie black flame. Then the flame quickly shrank and disappeared. In the blink of an eye, apart from an extremely dim flying knife magic weapon, there was no trace of it.

Upon seeing this, everyone else gasped in shock.

That black flame is moving way too fast!
Moreover, judging from the power of the black flames that burned people to ashes, instantly reducing a Core Formation cultivator to nothing, it was definitely not something that ordinary magic weapons could withstand.

"You actually mastered that demonic art?!"

Upon witnessing the power of the black demonic flames, Sun Qianyun's face turned deathly pale, his eyes filled with terror, and he cried out in disbelief.

"That's right, I have mastered the Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire."

As the Yin Ancestor spoke, he stretched out a palm, and with a "sizzle," a ball of pitch-black fire floated up in his palm once more.

In the firelight, the face of the Yin Ancestor appeared even more sinister and terrifying.

He turned to look at Lin Mo and said, "Do you still think you can save the life of this wicked disciple?"

(End of this chapter)