Another cry of surprise rang out, and everyone looked toward the place where Lin Changqing had fallen.
Juliusun was still wailing, but not a single person paid him any attention.
Though his cultivation had fallen and he was now only at the late-stage Mystic Immortal level,
Lin Changqing was simply too bizarre. With Mystic Immortal cultivation, he had actually withstood a Golden Immortal's attack.
He had even survived the Soul Devouring Needle!
Now, with a single palm strike, he had crippled Juliusun's cultivation and knocked him down to the late-stage Mystic Immortal level.
Even after taking attacks from the spiritual treasures of two Golden Immortals head-on, many still believed a miracle might happen to Lin Changqing!
The Interception Sect immortals in particular watched the cloud of dust with furrowed brows.
Senior Disciple Brother, you have to be all right!
Amid the dust, a streak of crimson shot into the sky, pierced the golden clouds, and reached the Nine Heavens in an instant!
Crimson surged around Lin Changqing. His shattered blood-red scales rapidly re-formed, and he slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
The attacks of two Golden Immortals wielding Houtian Spiritual Treasures had indeed been powerful, but they still weren't enough to kill him!
"Juliusun defied the law and attacked me. Are you doing the same?"
"Cihang, Puxian!"
Lin Changqing roared, boundless fury rising in his eyes.
Had he really been unable to dodge their attacks just now?
Not necessarily. Lin Changqing had wanted to test his own strength—and, while he was at it, give himself another reason to keep fighting.
His anger now was entirely justified.
"Hmph! Are all Sect of Elucidation disciples like this—defying the law and showing disrespect to the Three Pure Ancestors?"
Lin Changqing sneered and rebuked them once more.
The Twelve Golden Immortals were visibly shaken and froze in place.
"Lin Changqing, don't slander us!"
"You dared to attack Juliusun and sought to kill one of the Twelve Golden Immortals. We had no choice but to intervene!"
As the ones who had attacked him, Cihang and Puxian couldn't pretend they hadn't heard. They immediately spoke up in rebuttal.
But Lin Changqing's sneer only deepened.
"Hahaha!"
"Juliusun used the Soul Devouring Needle to take my life, and you didn't say a word. Now I'm simply enforcing the Three Sects' laws and punishing this villain. I haven't even tried to kill him, yet you rushed in like dogs robbed of their bones."
"You Twelve Golden Immortals are truly paragons of righteousness!"
Lin Changqing sneered, rousing a flood of accusations from the Interception Sect disciples.
"Hmph! You boast of your abundant blessings and distinguished origins, and call yourselves righteous. So this is what you're really like?"
"Hahaha! Second Uncle-Master has certainly taught his disciples well!"
"Twelve Golden Immortals—I've certainly learned something today."
"Good and evil are all in the telling. What a formidable Twelve Golden Immortals!"
As the taunts rang out, the Twelve Golden Immortals' faces flushed by turns. The trouble was, they couldn't retaliate; otherwise, they would prove the accusations true.
"You!"
Cihang and Puxian stared at Lin Changqing, the killing intent in their eyes steadily growing.
A mere Houtian Being, a lowly Mystic Immortal, dared to act so brazenly! He had even insulted their master and the Twelve Golden Immortals. He was asking for death!
Unable to hold back any longer, Cihang and Puxian simply attacked Lin Changqing again.
A long sword swept through the air, summoning ten thousand stars that hurtled toward Lin Changqing to tear him apart.
The jade pendant radiated countless beams of divine light, like venomous snakes lunging to bite him.
"Senior Brother Changqing has cultivated for a million years and possesses profound skill. Today, my brother and I shall have a spar with you!"
Cihang gave a cold snort and shouted toward Lin Changqing. Though he claimed they were merely sparring, he attacked all the same.
"Cihang! How can the two of you have the nerve?"
"Senior Brother is only a Mystic Immortal, while both of you are Golden Immortals—and you're armed with spiritual treasures. Two against one! Have you no shame?"
Bixiao of the Interception Sect was already shouting abuse.
But Yunxiao stopped her from making a move once again.
Yunxiao watched Lin Changqing, filled with boundless confidence in her Senior Disciple Brother.
For some reason, she simply felt that her Senior Disciple Brother would never lose!
And Lin Changqing was just as she believed.
The corners of his mouth had already curled up slightly.
He wasn't afraid of them attacking. He was afraid they might hold back.
He had schemed so much, even taking a hit from the two of them earlier, all for this moment!
Juliusun alone was nowhere near enough to satisfy his rage.
By deliberately taking a hit and appearing weaker than he was, he had made Cihang and Puxian attack instead of drawing in even more people—or scaring the pair off.
His words earlier had provoked them too, making them act of their own accord.
Now he stood on the side of justice. He was facing two opponents and merely defending himself. No one could fault him for hitting a little harder.
"Hmph! You two defied the law and still dare to attack!"
"You even shielded a Sect of Elucidation disciple who had defied the law."
"I have no choice but to fight with all my strength!"
Lin Changqing gave a cold snort. He had to make a proper show of it, or it would be difficult to explain later.
He had originally planned to face only one of the Twelve Golden Immortals.
After all, his cultivation was only at the Mystic Immortal level.
But Juliusun had just done him a favor: he now had one more trump card.
"Spear of Divine Demons!"
Lin Changqing hovered in midair, facing the countless starlit beams and streams of spiritual light without the slightest fear.
Blood-red radiance blazed in his eyes. Within his three thousand six hundred acupoints, countless crimson lights bloomed once more.
This crimson radiance gathered, forming countless dark-red threads.
The threads intertwined, condensed, and shifted, before all converging in Lin Changqing's hand.
At that instant, his internal energy—which had barely been depleted by a tenth through all the fighting so far—plunged to less than half.
Half of Lin Changqing's strength formed a dark-red spear, condensing in his right hand.
Blood-red divine patterns densely covered the spear, interweaving without end and flashing with divine light.
It brimmed with boundless killing intent, its radiance converging at a single point on the spearhead.
Ten thousand streams of bloodlust made everyone's heart tremble!
"Go!"
Before anyone could react, Lin Changqing raised the spear high and hurled it forward with all his might.
The beams of spiritual light from the jade pendant shattered on impact, and the countless rays of starlight were torn apart in an instant!
The two Supreme Grade Houtian Spiritual Treasures instantly lost their luster.
Cihang and Puxian felt an overwhelming sense of danger descend upon them.
"What is that?!"
"Damn it! Is that Lin Changqing's spiritual treasure?"
"Lin Changqing, we are disciples of the Sect of Elucidation, members of the Twelve Golden Immortals! Are you really going to kill us?!"
Cihang Daoren and Puxian Zhenren were nothing like the confident figures they had been moments earlier.
Under the killing power of the Spear of Divine Demons, their eyes were already filled with terror.
There was only one question in their minds: what kind of treasure was that spear?
With power like that, it had to be an Innate Spiritual Treasure. How could a Mystic Immortal possess an Innate Spiritual Treasure?
And one with such boundless killing power, at that.
Why him?!
No one answered them, and no one explained that it wasn't an Innate Spiritual Treasure.
The spear continued forward, tearing through heaven and earth. In an instant, it had crossed ten thousand li and was rushing straight toward them.
By now, everyone else was already stunned.
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