Mortal: I have a Spirit Gathering Cauldron

The sound of the bell was deep and resonant, like a temple bell being struck hard, causing his consciousness to tremble violently.

Lin Feng's vision went black for a moment, but he quickly regained consciousness.

The results of the first level of the Great Evolution Technique were revealed at this moment; the strength and resilience of his divine sense were far beyond those of other cultivators of the same level.

At this moment, several vines as thick as an arm burst out of the ground, like giant green pythons, and coiled towards him.

At the same time, three cyan throwing knives came flying from three different directions, blocking all his escape routes.

The three throwing knives, each carrying a sharp killing intent, showed no mercy.

Lin Feng didn't have time to think further.

Two layers of light appeared on his body. The inner layer was formed by the condensation of golden spiritual energy and adhered closely to his body. The outer layer was a light shield formed by a crimson gold shield, with crimson gold spiritual light flowing around it, as thick and heavy as a mountain.

At the same time, he activated the Wind-Breaking Spear. With a surge of spiritual energy, the Wind-Breaking Spear, which was stuck in Liu Yunwu's corpse, suddenly flew up, carrying a spray of blood, and drew an arc in the air to meet the three flying knives.

"Clang clang—"

The Wind-Breaking Spear deflected two throwing knives. The spear and the knives collided, sparks flying, and the two knives were sent flying, tumbling several times in the air before embedding themselves in the sand of the riverbed.

The third throwing knife bypassed the wind-breaking spear's interception and slashed towards Lin Feng's side.

The blade struck the crimson-gold shield's protective barrier, producing a piercing roar. The barrier shook violently but did not shatter.

The throwing knife bounced back, spun halfway through the air, and landed in the forest.

At the same time, the vines had already wrapped around Lin Feng's defensive light shield.

The vines coiled around the shield like snakes, completely binding the golden shield's protective barrier.

The barbs of the vines pierced the light shield, making a sizzling sound, as if corroding something. The light shield's radiance dimmed slightly under the erosion of the barbs, but it was far from breaking.

Lin Feng recalled the Wind-Breaking Spear, and the golden spear light shone again on its tip.

He slashed at the vines wrapped around the light shield with his spear. The blade sliced ​​through them, and the vines snapped in two. Dark green sap oozed from the cut, emitting a pungent odor. It dripped onto the ground, sizzling and corroding small pits.

Lin Feng broke free from the entanglement of the vines, his figure rising several meters tall, hovering in mid-air, his gaze coldly fixed on the forest by the riverbed.

"Fellow Daoist Han, you observed secretly in the Crimson Forbidden Land last time without making a move, but this time you finally couldn't resist?"

The forest was completely silent.

A moment later, a figure emerged from behind the tree.

Cold and desolate.

He still had that alluring look, with delicate features, red lips and white teeth, and a green robe fluttering in the wind.

But the ambiguous smile on his face was gone, replaced by a serious, cold expression tinged with murderous intent.

His right hand clenched loosely, and a cyan throwing knife flew up from the sand of the riverbed, returned to his side, hovered beside him, and pointed at Lin Feng.

"Hehe." Han Tianya chuckled lightly, a hint of regret in his voice. "Fellow Daoist Lin, you should still be cautious. I have won countless victories on the battlefield with this set of ultimate techniques, but I didn't expect it to be completely ineffective against you."

Lin Feng didn't reply. Han Tianya should have been lying in wait there all along. When he was chasing those Qi Refining juniors, he didn't go far at all. Instead, he took a long detour and hid underground near the riverbed, waiting for Lin Feng to relax his guard.

"Fellow Daoist Lin." Han Tianya's gaze fell on the two storage bags on Liu Yunwu's corpse, a glint of greed in his eyes. "I suppose the Liu family's savings over the years are all here. With these, they should have enough resources for Core Formation, right?"

Lin Feng remained silent.

Han Tianya remained unperturbed and continued, "This heaven-sent opportunity is one I am determined to seize. If Fellow Daoist Lin knows what's good for him, leave your storage bag and go. I can pretend nothing happened today."

"Otherwise—" He paused, the three throwing knives trembling slightly and emitting a buzzing sound, "Fellow Daoist Lin will probably have to stay here today."

Lin Feng finally spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Han, aren't you afraid I'll send a message to Senior Sister Nie?"

Han Tianya laughed.

"This place is a thousand miles away from Lingcui Mountain. Fellow Daoist Lin can give it a try."

His smile faded, and his tone turned cold.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, I'll ask you one more time—are you leaving or not?"

Lin Feng took a deep breath.

Then he laughed.

"Fellow Daoist Han, do you really want the Liu family's wealth?" He pointed, and the Wind-Breaking Spear hovered in front of him, its golden light shining again. "Then come and take it yourself."

Han Tianya stopped rambling.

Three throwing knives flew out simultaneously, transforming into three streaks of blue light as they shot towards Lin Feng. This time, the trajectories of the throwing knives were even more unpredictable than before.

The three-pronged attack sealed off all of Lin Feng's escape routes.

Lin Feng did not dodge.

They planned to rely on the protection of the golden light shield and the crimson gold shield to withstand the attack head-on.

Three throwing knives struck the light barrier, emitting three piercing screechs. The barrier shook violently but remained sturdy. The knives bounced back, spun in the air, and shot towards Lin Feng again.

Lin Feng did not passively take the hits; the wind-breaking spear in the air met the flying knife, and the two sides kept colliding in the air.

At the same time, the Bewitching Bell began to vibrate silently in her sleeve, and the hallucinatory sound waves transformed into invisible ripples, spreading towards Han Tianya.

Han Tianya paused slightly.

In that brief moment of pause, Lin Feng was able to do a lot of things.

The Condensing Mirror lit up in Lin Feng's hand, and a beam of white light shot out from the mirror, shining on Han Tianya.

Han Tianya's body stiffened abruptly. His hands froze in the posture of controlling the throwing knives, the three knives hovering in mid-air, the spiritual light on the blades stagnating, and his whole body looked like a stone sculpture.

Lin Feng summoned another magical artifact: a golden flying sword.

That was a top-tier flying sword he had seized from a demonic cultivator on the battlefield of Jingu Plain. Although it wasn't as sharp as the Wind-Breaking Spear, it was faster and easier to control. He had kept it as a backup, and it came in handy today.

The golden flying sword transformed into a beam of golden light and shot towards Han Tianya's chest.

Han Tianya's pupils suddenly contracted.

The freezing effect of the Condensing Mirror could only slow down the cultivator's movements; his body still instinctively turned to the side to dodge within the white light of the Condensing Mirror's freezing effect.

The golden flying sword grazed his left shoulder, kicking up a cloud of blood mist and leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound.

Han Tianya groaned, his face contorting into a grimace.

"you--"

Before Han Tianya could launch his next counterattack.

The Bewitching Bell vibrated violently once more, and an invisible force struck Han Tianya's sea of ​​consciousness like a heavy hammer.

Han Tianya's vision went black, and the light of the magical artifact in the air dimmed for a moment.

At this moment, after the Wind-Breaking Spear deflected three dimly lit throwing knives, the golden spear light condensed to its maximum at the spear tip, transforming into a dazzling golden beam that shot towards Han Tianya's chest.

This time, Lin Feng used all his strength.

The speed of the wind-breaking gun was so fast that it tore through the air, producing a sharp, explosive sound.

Han Tianya had no time to dodge. The spiritual impact of the Bewitching Bell delayed his reaction, and the white light of the Condensing Mirror continued to slow his movements.

Three throwing knives attempted to intercept, but were a step too slow.

The protective shield formed by the defensive magic artifact hastily conjured by Han Tianya was easily pierced by the Wind-Breaking Spear.

"puff--"

The tip of the gun pierced his chest.

Blood gushed from the wound, staining his blue robe red.

Three throwing knives fell from the sky and landed on the ground with several dull thuds.

Han Tianya swayed, filled with resentment, and fell backward.