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

Chapter 280 You want to die? Then I'll grant your wish.
The illusionary realm in the third level posed no challenge to Lin Mo.

Han Li had cultivated the Great Evolution Technique, which specifically enhances spiritual sense, and Yuan Yao also followed the path of ghosts. In addition, both of them possessed willpower far exceeding that of other cultivators of the same level, and in the end, they passed the test without any major incidents.

After passing the third test, Lin Mo and his companions finally arrived at the end of their journey to the Void Heaven Palace.

Not far away, in front of a huge building that looked like a tall tower, more than ten people were sitting cross-legged and motionless.

This tower is soaring into the clouds, enormous in size, and entirely constructed of massive blue stones.

From a distance, the tower appears to be divided into five levels, becoming thinner as you go up. However, the distance between each level is an astonishing distance of at least a hundred feet. The blue stone gate at the very bottom is fifty or sixty feet high, making it extremely imposing!
At this time in the past, the righteous and the evil factions would already be fighting.

Meanwhile, the Nascent Soul stage cultivators from both the righteous and demonic sides were constantly communicating and discussing their plans for retrieving the treasure from the inner palace, since they now had a common enemy: the Star Palace.

To avoid the two sides fighting and the third party profiting, they agreed to take turns retrieving the treasure.

As for obtaining the treasure, the two sides can then settle their differences based on their abilities. All fighting can wait until after the treasure is obtained.

After the agreement was reached.

The bearded man's fierce gaze suddenly swept over the two Core Formation cultivators, his eyes blazing with killing intent.

Almost simultaneously, the two men also noticed the hostility on the bearded man's face. Their faces paled, and they simultaneously transformed into a yellow light and a red light, flying away into the distance.

Upon seeing this, the barbarian let out a sinister laugh:
Where do you two think you're going?

After saying that, golden light suddenly appeared in his palms, and two sharp golden rays arrived first, instantly shattering the two escape lights.

Amidst a rain of blood, severed limbs and broken pieces fell to the ground.

"Barbarian Beard, what do you mean by this? Why did you kill someone without cause!" Upon seeing this, Tian Wuzi, a Nascent Soul cultivator from the righteous path, turned around and questioned him with a displeased expression.

"If you're unhappy, what's wrong with killing a few ants? Do you want to seek justice for them, or do you want to try out my Heaven-Supporting Demonic Art?" Barbarian Beard glanced at the old Taoist indifferently and said coldly.

"you"

"Forget it, Tianwuzi! These two aren't members of our righteous path either. Let them die if they want! We should focus on the important matters!" Wan Tianming stopped the old Taoist without turning his head.

Upon hearing this, Tianwuzi could only glare resentfully at the barbarian.

These two cultivators were neither righteous nor demonic; they were simply rogue cultivators.

"Brother Man, you did a good job killing that guy! I also don't like having one or two rats wandering around and causing trouble before doing anything important! They're just Core Formation stage cultivators, trying to sneak into the inner palace and fish in troubled waters. They're really tired of living. Look, here come two more."

The Yin Ancestor looked at Lin Mo and the other two approaching from a distance and said in a sinister tone.

Han Li and Yuan Yao both felt a chill run down their spines.

Those righteous Nascent Soul cultivators turned a blind eye to this, clearly not intending to get involved.

"Old man, do you want to die?" Lin Mo said calmly.

The Yin Ancestor spoke up, "Brother Qing, Brother Man, Madam Wen, this person is trying to break the rules. She doesn't respect any of us."

As soon as he finished speaking, the several Nascent Soul stage cultivators of the demonic path who were sitting cross-legged on the ground opened their eyes and looked over at Lin Mo.

“Fellow Daoist, Core Formation cultivators are not worthy of entering the inner hall. For your sake, we can spare their lives and let them leave,” one of the Nascent Soul stage demonic cultivators said.

"Who do you think you are, to talk to me about face?"

Just as Han Li was inwardly groaning, Lin Mo's indifferent voice rang out again, clearly reaching everyone's ears. Silence. Utter silence!
Whether they were from the righteous path or the demonic path, these Nascent Soul stage monsters all looked as if they had misheard, their faces filled with disbelief.

Having already offended the Extreme Yin Ancestor, this guy has gone on to offend and kill another Nascent Soul cultivator. He's really going to take on the world!

Do you really think that you can do whatever you want once you reach the Nascent Soul stage?
Because Lin Mo's spiritual sense far surpassed that of everyone present, and because he deliberately concealed it, the Extreme Yin Ancestor and the others thought that Lin Mo was just like them, only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

Han Li, standing to the side, couldn't help but laugh and cry. "Brother, is it really necessary to be so aggressive?"

At the same time, he was extremely grateful to Lin Mo. If it weren't for Lin Mo, he would have died long ago.

The Nascent Soul stage demonic cultivator who had been rebuked rubbed his ears in disbelief, then his face darkened to the point of being dripping with water, and a sinister, hoarse voice slowly rang out.

"Extreme Yin, this guy says he wants us dead."

"I, your ancestor, just want to die. The key question is, can he do it?" he said with a chilling smile.

"Want to die? Then I'll grant your wish!" Lin Mo chuckled.

Before he finished speaking, a spear burning with blue-green flames had already taken shape in his palm, shooting straight at the demonic cultivator with a piercing sound.

The demonic Nascent Soul cultivator had been watching Lin Mo's movements. The instant Lin Mo made his move, three defensive magic treasures flew out of his body, hovering in front of him and emitting layers of defensive light shields, protecting him layer by layer.

however--

"laugh!"

The moment the flaming spear made contact with the first layer of light shield, the seemingly indestructible barrier was easily pierced as thin as paper. Immediately afterwards, the second and third layers of defense shattered one after another, and the three magical treasures emitted a mournful cry amidst the blue-green flames, turning into dust and scattering in the blink of an eye.

As the flaming spear vanished, the Nascent Soul cultivator from the demonic path stood frozen in place.

"Fellow Daoist Li, how are you?"

Seeing the cultivator standing stiffly in place, Ji Yin had a bad feeling. After summoning several defensive magic treasures in front of him, he cautiously stretched out a finger and gently touched the other's arm.

"boom!"

When the Yin Ancestor touched him, it was as if a powder keg had been ignited within the black-robed cultivator. His stiff body exploded, and terrifying flames burst forth from his body, raging outwards.

The Yin Ancestor was the first to be hit. Although he had taken precautions and retreated rapidly the moment the explosion occurred, the arm that had touched the black-robed cultivator was instantly engulfed by terrifying blue-green flames and turned to ashes!
"Brother Man, save me!"

The Yin Ancestor rushed towards the barbarian bearded man in terror, but the demonic giant not only did not save him, but instead grinned and activated the Heaven-Supporting Demonic Art, sending a golden palm print slamming him back into the sea of ​​fire!
"How dare you offend Fellow Daoist Lin! You deserve to die!" the bearded man shouted.

Like another demonic cultivator, the Extreme Yin Ancestor's physical body was instantly incinerated by the strange fire.

The two Nascent Soul cultivators fled in panic, and Lin Mo summoned the golden Ten Thousand Soul Banner, which swept up the two Nascent Souls and absorbed them into it.

Then, with a casual wave of his hand, the two people's storage bags floated lightly into his hand.

Lin Mo calmly put away the golden Ten Thousand Souls Banner and the two people's storage bags, and then slowly raised his head to look at the other Nascent Soul old monsters around him who were terrified but dared not make a move.

"Does anyone still have any objections?"

Before the tower, you could hear a pin drop, except for the faint sound of blue-green flames leaping in the void.

(End of this chapter)