Northern Dipper's figure flashed and vanished, swiftly slipping into the shadows and disappearing from sight. No one could catch a trace of him.
"Elder Zhang Lin!" Several Void Refinement cultivators rushed after Zhang Lin as he fell below, the shock and terror in their hearts beyond words.
"Who... who exactly are they..." Zhang Xin stared blankly at Kong Chen in the distance. Only now did she realize that they had provoked not just one or two people, but an entire organization. From the two who had acted just now, neither had particularly high cultivation, yet both possessed terrifying strength. Being able to defeat Void Refinement cultivators with Deity Transformation cultivation was an exceedingly rare occurrence even on the Central River Continent.
"Who was that person just now? How did he suddenly appear beside Elder Zhang Lin?" The Zhang Clan members sat on edge, casting wary, uncertain glances around them, terrified that the mysterious youth would appear again.
Even Zhang Lin, a Void Refinement cultivator, had been no match for him. Just who was this person?
Before long, Zhang Lin was brought back up from below. He had not died outright and still clung to a single breath, though he had fallen into a deep coma. The wound on his chest was extremely severe. Black patterns spread outward from it, relentlessly corroding his entire body. Had his cultivation not been so powerful, he would likely have perished on the spot.
"Can he be saved?" a Void Refinement elder asked with an ugly expression.
A cultivator skilled in medicine immediately hurried over to examine Zhang Lin. After a long while, he shook his head. "The black patterns spreading through his body are dark spiritual energy. They are highly corrosive, and their cohesion is incredibly strong. This should not be ordinary spiritual energy.