The Lin Residence's Treasures
The moment the Master of the Lin Residence opened his eyes in the main hall of the Lin Residence mansion, the air in the entire hall seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible hand.
His dark, crimson eyes were unfocused, like a flicker of evil rekindled within a soulless shell.
Then, under the watchful eyes of the group, his body trembled slightly as he slowly rose from the stone seat.
Beneath his dark robe, a faint crimson light swirled, spreading from his chest to his limbs like countless tiny blood snakes crawling across his skin. With each movement, his aura grew stronger.
An indescribable evil aura slowly spread from his body. The aura was cold and filthy, like pouring silt from the depths of a swamp into a clear stream, causing the surrounding emerald light to distort slightly.
Lin Ming stood before the Emerald Pool, his hands behind his back, gazing at the middle-aged man in a dark robe who had risen from the stone seat. His dark, unfathomable eyes reflected the man's dark, crimson pupils, and his expression remained calm and composed.
He could clearly sense the current state of the Master of the Lin Residence.
Its body had been dead for ten thousand years, its flesh and blood withered, and even its soul had mostly dissipated. But the remaining shell was completely corrupted by the evil energy from beyond the realm, turning it into a Puppet driven by that evil energy.
The evil energy was like a swarm of maggots burrowing into the bone marrow, weaving and roaming through the withered meridians, feeding on the remaining flesh and blood, and nourishing itself with resentment, thus putting a corpse that should have been completely dead back into use.
A chill ran through Lin Ming's heart, but his face remained completely expressionless.
"Heh heh! Kids, since you want to die, then so be it!" the Master of the Lin Residence said.
The voice was hoarse, like a rusty piece of iron being rubbed on sandpaper, each word seeming to be squeezed out from a parched throat.
His dark, crimson eyes showed little emotion, only a pure, preordained Killing Intent emanating from the evil aura surrounding him.
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly shot out.
The speed was extremely fast, like a dark afterimage piercing through the emerald mist in the hall.
His right hand formed a claw, with five fingers bent like hooks. Dark red evil energy condensed at the fingertips into five sharp beams of light, like a five-toothed evil claw reaching for Lin Ming's throat.
The claw Space-Rending, creating a sharp whistling sound, and the space itself was slashed with five thin, dark lines by the claw's force.
Lin Ming didn't move. He merely raised his eyelids slightly to glance at the approaching evil claw, and then a thought flashed through his mind.
Within his Inner World, his will is the supreme Law.
In the blink of an eye, the Qing Mu floor beneath the feet of the Master of the Lin Residence suddenly shattered, and a yellowish-brown stone pillar shot up from the ground, striking him precisely in the waist and abdomen.
The stone pillar was as thick as a palace pillar, its surface covered with Dragon Pattern, and the Earth-Element Power was condensed to the extreme, like a mountain growing out of the ground.
The Master of the Lin Residence was sent flying backward by the stone pillar, tumbling several times in the hall before regaining his footing. Several tears appeared on his dark robe, revealing his dark gray skin underneath.
But he barely paused. As soon as he regained his footing, he shot out again. This time, he formed hand seals at the same time, and the evil energy around him surged wildly as if it had been ignited.
A dark red, malevolent beam of light shot out from his mouth. The beam was as thick as an arm and exuded a nauseating stench. Wherever it passed, even the air was corroded, leaving charred marks.
The beam of light shot straight at Lin Ming at an extremely high speed.
Sensing that the power contained within this evil pillar of light far exceeded that of the previous claw attack, Lin Ming raised an eyebrow slightly.
This is mixed with the special power of the Extraterritorial Evil Race, a power completely different from the Spiritual Energy of heaven and earth, carrying an extremely strong corrosive and assimilative quality.
If someone else had been there to receive him, the sheer evil aura alone would have been enough to corrupt his meridians and disturb his Divine Soul.
But in this world, he is the Sovereign.
So Lin Ming simply raised his palm and gently clenched it in the void. The evil beam of light suddenly stopped in front of his palm, as if it had hit an invisible wall. Then the beam of light shattered inch by inch from the middle, turning into countless dark red light spots that dissipated into the air.
The points of light tried to spread in all directions, but Lin Ming simply flicked his sleeve, and a surge of World Power swept over them, annihilating all the points of light without leaving a trace.
"This evil energy is quite interesting." Lin Ming spoke slowly, his voice not loud, but it clearly echoed in the hall.
He had merely deflected that attack casually, but the evil Law contained within it had slightly moved him.
At this moment, he felt a slight flutter in his heart, as if this power was somewhat attractive to him.
Looking at the Master of the Lin Residence, who was poised to strike again, a thoughtful look flashed across Lin Ming's dark eyes.
The Master of the Lin Residence attacked again. This time, his attack was even more frenzied and fierce. With a wave of his hands, countless dark red, evil claw shadows swept towards Lin Ming, each of which contained a sharp power capable of Space-Tearing apart.
But Lin Ming remained standing still. He simply raised his hand slightly, and a dazzling light gathered in his palm before pushing it forward.
Emperor Flame's flames transformed into a wall of fire that stretched out in front of him. The evil claw shadows that crashed into the fire wall melted away as quickly as ice and snow meeting fire. The dark red light struggled within Emperor Flame for a few breaths before being completely annihilated.
After the Emperor Flame burned away the claw shadows, it did not dissipate. Instead, it transformed into a fire dragon and coiled around the Master of the Lin Residence.
The fire dragon was incredibly fast, and in the blink of an eye, it had wrapped around his legs.
The Master of the Lin Residence let out a low roar, and the evil energy around him surged wildly towards his legs in an attempt to extinguish the Emperor Flame. However, the Emperor Flame was of a much higher grade than his remaining evil energy, and the flames burned brighter and brighter, spreading all the way up his legs.
Lin Ming gave him no further chances. He raised his other hand and pointed lightly in the direction of the Master of the Lin Residence.
This seemingly casual gesture actually embodies the World Power at its tip.
A beam of colorful light, only as thick as a thumb, shot out from his fingertip. The beam shimmered with light and contained an extremely ancient and profound Law.
The beam of light was not fast, even somewhat slow, but when it shot out, the entire space in the hall suddenly froze for a moment. The emerald mist stopped churning, and the drifting Spirit Liquid clouds were frozen in mid-air.
The Master of the Lin Residence seemed to sense the destructive power contained in the pillar of light. He suddenly struggled, and the evil energy around him erupted wildly like a beast driven to the brink of despair. Dark red light condensed into a thick carapace on his body in an attempt to resist.
The moment the beam of light touched that layer of evil armor, the armor shattered like thin ice being pierced by a red-hot iron needle.
The light pierced through the armor, through the dark robe, through the body that had withered for millennia, entering through his chest and exiting through his back.
In that instant, the Master of the Lin Residence abruptly stopped moving.
He looked down at the bowl-sized hole in his chest, where four-colored light swirled around the edges, repelling all the evil energy that tried to surge in.
A hoarse, almost sighing sound escaped his throat. In his dark, crimson eyes, the evil crimson light flickered violently a few times, like Zhu Huo blown out by the wind, before going out completely.
The dark light dimmed, and the entire eye socket turned into an empty gray-white.
Then the body split open from the middle. Light burst forth from the crack, blasting the entire corpse into countless fragments from the inside out.
Before the fragments could even hit the ground, they were caught up by the Emperor Flame's Flame and quickly turned to ashes in the flames.
The dark red evil energy tried to escape from the fragments, but Lin Ming's World Power had already enveloped the entire hall like a large net. The evil energy that crashed into the net was crushed into nothingness by a powerful Five Elements Power.
In just a few breaths, the Master of the Lin Residence, which had been corrupted by evil energy for thousands of years, was completely annihilated in this hall, leaving not even a trace behind.
The main hall fell silent once more. The mist and smoke in the Emerald Pool began to rise again, and the stagnant space resumed its flow.
Lin Ming withdrew his hand, his dark, unfathomable eyes calmly sweeping over the spot where the Master of the Lin Residence had just stood. There, only a shallow indentation remained on the stone seat, and the lingering light in the air.
After witnessing the destruction of the Master of the Lin Residence, Lin Ming stretched out his palm, spread his five fingers, and gently beckoned to the seal.
In an instant, the seal paused slightly in the void, then transformed into a beam of light and flew over, landing steadily in his palm.
It was cool to the touch, and a heavy weight pressed down on his palm, as if he were holding a miniature mountain.
Lin Ming turned the seal over and examined it carefully.
The seal is a deep, almost black color, with a smooth, mirror-like surface that reflects the emerald light emanating from the hall, giving it a cool, ethereal hue.
The seal is extremely ancient in design, with a crouching mythical beast carved on the knob. The beast resembles Kirin, with a single horn on its head, covered in scales, its four claws treading on clouds, and its eyes slightly closed, like a guardian beast that has been sleeping for ten thousand years.
The bottom of the seal was engraved with dense ancient runes. Lin Ming probed it with his divine sense, and the cold light flickered slightly. Then, a large amount of information flooded into his mind like a tide.
Azure Wood Seal.
This seal is Sacred Artifact forged from the heartwood of a ten-thousand-year-old tree, capable of drawing upon the Wood-Element Power in the world for its own use.
Those who possess this seal can activate the Azure Wood Power contained within, gathering the power of all the plants and trees within a radius of thousands of miles into a single thought. Offensively, it can transform into a sky full of wooden spikes to strangle all things; defensively, it can condense into layers of wooden armor to resist powerful enemies.
At this moment, Zi Yan had already taken the other Emerald Jade Scroll down from the top of the wooden pillar.
Zi Yan unfurled the jade scroll, and the scroll slowly unfolded in her hand, like a stretched emerald leaf.
Zi Yan quickly scanned the contents of the jade scroll, a hint of surprise flashing in her purple-gold eyes.
She then handed the jade scroll to Lin Ming and said, "This is a minor supernatural power called the Lesser Withering and Flourishing Art."
Upon hearing this, Lin Ming nodded and said, "This Azure Wood Seal and the Lesser Withering and Flourishing Art should be the most core inheritance of the Lin Residence."