In the blink of an eye, Lin Yu had killed two men in succession, leaving the elders utterly shaken!
The young man stood firmly in place, his head slightly raised, his eyes revealing a resolve and coldness far beyond his years.
Yet his aura carried a strange contradiction: he possessed the cruel, eerie quality of a demon god, but also the sacred brilliance of a Divine Elephant. The two utterly different presences blended wondrously within him.
"Seal!"
The Grand Elder, whose cultivation was the highest, finally made his move. The artifact he brought forth was precisely that Demonic Painting.
In an instant, the bright Mystic Moon within the painting shifted constantly. At times, it was cold and sharp as a blade, radiating bone-piercing chill; at times, it transformed into dark-blue sword qi of peerless ferocity; at other times, it became a soul-devouring dark moon, sinister and terrifying.
At the same time, azure water surged through the painting like the Celestial River pouring down, forming a dreadful devouring force that sought to drag Lin Yu inside alive.
Fearless, Lin Yu gripped the blood-dripping spear and charged at the Demonic Painting, intending to tear it apart.
Almost at the same moment, another elder attacked as well. Cold moonlight spilled down from the heavens, drawn by an invisible giant hand and rapidly gathered and compressed in his grasp, ultimately forming a Moon Wheel that emitted silver, icy radiance.
The Moon Wheel's edge was sharp as a blade. It spun as it whistled forth, and wherever it passed, space seemed to be sliced open by a keen edge, producing a sizzling sound as it slashed straight toward Lin Yu, intending to cleave him in two!
"Whoosh!"
Lin Yu fiercely beat the Wings of the Demon, and his speed abruptly surged. Though he moved later, he arrived first.
He used the Hell Furnace to withstand the Demonic Painting's devouring force. At the same time, the Spear of the Underworld God in his hand moved like a Ghost God, tracing a flawless, natural arc as it precisely struck the Moon Wheel's cutting edge.
For a time, the spear and Moon Wheel clashed repeatedly, producing crisp rings of "clang, clang, clang."
The other five elders did not remain idle either. They controlled the Wangshu Lock with all their strength. The lock steadily shrank like a great net tightening around him, seeking to restrict Lin Yu's movements and trap him completely.
Under such a siege, Lin Yu's condition rapidly worsened, and the situation became exceedingly perilous!
Seeing this, the old men finally let out a small sigh of relief. They were bitterly frustrated as well. The oasis where they had long resided possessed few resources to begin with, and powerful factions had never thought much of it.
They had colluded with several other sects and run rampant through the nearby oases, with no one daring to interfere.
Yet they had never expected such a terrifying fiend to come knocking today, nearly bringing disaster upon their sect!
"At last, this bastard is about to be suppressed." An elder said through gritted teeth.
"Yes. We must torture him brutally, suppress him within the Dark Moon, and ensure he can never rise again!" Another elder viciously echoed.
"And the cultivation technique he practices is at least Saint-grade. Later, we must interrogate him thoroughly and force it out of him." Greed flashed in another elder's eyes.
"That's right. Our Mystic Moon Cave has truly turned misfortune into fortune. With a Saint cultivation technique, we can continue cultivating it in the future. Perhaps Mystic Moon Cave may even become a sacred land!"
The elders all nodded, their faces filled with smug satisfaction.
However, just as the elders immersed themselves in their fantasies, the moment for Lin Yu's counterattack had arrived.
While fiercely fighting the two elders earlier, he had cleverly absorbed their attacks with the Hell Furnace and concealed them deep within its depths. After accumulating power for so long, the force within the furnace was about to reach its peak!
"Boom!"
A heaven-shattering force erupted violently and tore apart the Great Elder's Demonic Painting.
This sudden change was like a bolt from the blue. The Great Elder's life-bound artifact had been destroyed, and his entire body jolted as if struck by lightning. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his aura instantly withered.
"Die!"
Lin Yu became a streak of black lightning and flashed past in an instant. The Great Elder's head flew high into the air, his eyes still holding disbelief.
"What?!"
The others froze at once, as though struck by an immobilizing spell. The pride on their faces instantly solidified, replaced by endless terror.
"Die!"
Now free of the Demonic Painting's restraint, Lin Yu's Hell Furnace blazed with roaring flames as it charged straight at the elder wielding the Moon Wheel.
"Ah! Ancient Zenith, Brilliant Blade Frostlight!"
The elder erupted. The Moon Wheel flew into the heavens, releasing flawless radiance. Wherever it passed, the void seemed to freeze inch by inch. Terrifying cold swept out, and hexagonal snowflakes condensed and danced through the air, seeking to forcibly extinguish the furnace.
However, the Hell Furnace's accumulated power was simply too immense. It was equivalent to the combined strength of Lin Yu and the two elders erupting in a single attack. Terrifying flames burst forth in an instant, smashing the elder into ashes and wiping his name from the world forever.
Only then did the others react. Their faces went pale as they erupted into Divine Rainbows and fled in all directions as though they had seen a ghost.
Unfortunately, how could Lin Yu give them such an opportunity? He spread the Wings of the Demon, which instantly expanded to a hundred zhang. His figure became a thin black line, crossing a thousand miles with lightning speed.
The Spear of the Underworld God in his hand struck through the air. Streaks of cold light flashed as he impaled the five men one after another.
When Lin Yu returned to Mystic Moon Cave, it had already fallen silent, like an empty city of death.
Only thirty-odd disciples remained who had not joined the others in their crimes. They huddled together, trembling, their eyes full of terror. They feared this great fiend would suddenly go berserk and kill them all as well.
Seeing this, Lin Yu was rather speechless. Although he looked like a cultivator of the demonic path whenever he unleashed his divine abilities, that was not his fault.
After all, the Divine Elephant's Prison Technique was a supreme method used by the gods of heaven to suppress hell. Unfortunately, it had become tainted by the aura of hell, so it inevitably carried a hint of demonic flavor. But his heart was actually quite radiant—those little golden figures could testify to that!
"All right, all of you come here." Lin Yu shouted.
The disciples' bodies shuddered violently, and their faces instantly turned ashen. The muscles on their faces twitched uncontrollably, as though an invisible hand had tightly gripped their throats. Every breath trembled with despair, and they looked exactly like people facing imminent death.
Seeing them like this, Lin Yu reassured them, "Don't worry. None of you went along with the others, and your hands are not stained with the blood of innocents, so I won't do anything to you."
"Whew!"
Only upon hearing this did they finally feel relieved. They gasped heavily, and several even collapsed onto the ground, their faces filled with the joy of having survived a catastrophe.
Lin Yu pointed at several of them and said, "I'll be staying here for some time. You few will take me to Mystic Moon Cave's treasury. The rest of you will clean this place up."
Afterward, guided by several disciples, Lin Yu opened Mystic Moon Cave's treasury. At once, Treasure Light filled his vision. There were more than fourteen hundred jin of source, as well as several other Spirit Armaments.
Lin Yu unceremoniously collected all the source, then found a relatively intact cave dwelling and began to rest.
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