Before the words had even faded, a dazzling golden light, like a meteor falling to earth, ruthlessly pierced between the ghostly claw and the barrier!
The golden light not only blocked the fatal blow, but also merged into the bodies of the cultivators on the shore.
The cultivators, who were originally exhausted, felt an incomparably pure yang energy surge into their bodies, instantly dispelling the yin and evil energy that surrounded them. Their depleted Spiritual Power recovered at an astonishing speed, and their wounds healed rapidly under the nourishment of the golden light.
"This, this is..." The old Daoist priest stared in shock at his hands holding the sword. The peach wood sword, which was originally covered in cracks, was now shining brightly in the golden light.
The golden light faded, revealing Lin Yu's figure.
Seeing that his attack had missed and that there was now another person on the field, Xiao Rizi grinned wickedly, completely unconcerned.
The arrogant group believed that no matter how many people came, they would all be their casualties.
Lin Yu's expression grew increasingly cold as he looked at the arrogant evil cultivator ahead.
"Baka! Another one coming to his death! Let him see the power of the Japan Kingdom!" The leading Onmyoji grinned maliciously, his hand talisman changing again.
In an instant, even more foul energy surged out of the formation, transforming into dozens of ferocious ghost hands that grabbed at Lin Yu from all directions.
Upon seeing this, the old Daoist priest cried out urgently, "Young Daoist priest, be careful! These ghostly hands can corrode Spiritual Power!"
However, Lin Yu merely snorted coldly, and golden light surged around him.
The moment those ghostly hands touched the golden light, they melted away as quickly as ice and snow meeting the blazing sun.
"How is this possible?!" The three Onmyoji finally changed color.
Lin Yu slowly raised his hand, his fingertips tracing lines in the air.
As he moved, the entire Yellow River suddenly froze for a moment, even the surging waves were frozen in mid-air.
"How dare you desecrate this land?"
His voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority.
The moment the words fell, the Yellow River suddenly surged back, transforming into a giant water dragon that opened its mouth and swallowed the blood-red array.
"No!!" the Onmyoji screamed in terror, trying to cast spells to resist, only to find that they couldn't even move their fingers.
He could only watch helplessly as the giant dragon devoured him.
Seeing the three Onmyoji being swallowed by the water dragon, the cold light in Lin Yu's eyes did not diminish.
With five fingers like claws, three semi-transparent souls screamed as they were forcibly pulled from the water dragon's mouth, struggling to fall into Lin Yu's palm.
"Soul Capture and Spirit Seizure"
"Spare us! My lord, spare us!" the three Onmyoji cried out in despair.
Faced with their pleas for mercy, Lin Yu's gaze was like a knife. With a gentle squeeze, the three souls twisted and deformed in his palm, emitting mournful howls.
His Divine Sense brutally invaded the depths of their souls, and countless fragments of memories were discovered by him like a tidal wave.
"So that's how it is..." After realizing everything he wanted, golden light shone brightly in his palm, and the three souls turned into green smoke and dissipated amidst screams.
Turning to the dumbfounded old Daoist priest, he said, "The Japanese pirates here have been eliminated. I'd appreciate it if you could take care of the aftermath."
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Yu had already transformed into a golden light and soared into the sky.
When he reappeared, he was already over the East China Sea.
Beneath my feet lies the surging blue sea, and the sea breeze carries a salty, fishy smell.
Lin Yu hovered in the air, a profound divine pattern appearing between his brows, his Heavenly Eye wide open! Brilliant divine light swept across the vast sea, discerning all illusions.
Soon, his gaze settled on a seemingly ordinary area of sea to the southeast.
There, the spatial fluctuations exhibited an extremely unnatural distortion, clearly indicating the presence of a hidden formation.
"Show yourself, you're hiding your true colors!"
Lin Yu let out a cold shout, his fingers forming a sword shape, and a massive sword intent gathered wildly around him, instantly forming a giant sword that was almost tangible and radiant with golden light behind him!
The giant sword exuded a sharp aura capable of cutting through everything, causing the sea below to automatically part and create a deep trench.
"Cut!"
As he gestured, the golden giant sword, carrying the power to tear apart heaven and earth, slashed down fiercely towards the seemingly empty sea.
"Snap--!"
The giant sword did not cleave into the seawater; instead, it seemed to strike some invisible barrier, producing a crisp, shattering sound.
In the void, spiderweb-like cracks spread rapidly from the sword blade, and Lin Yu forcefully cleaved open a massive, concealed array that covered a large area of the sea.
The moment the formation shattered, a sinister, rocky island suddenly appeared on the previously empty sea.
The island's architecture is bizarre, permeated with a strong sense of resentment and evil. Judging from this architectural style, there's no need to guess; it must belong to Xiao Rizi.
Lin Yu's earth-shattering sword strike completely alarmed the evil cultivators on the island.
"Baka! Who dares to invade my divine realm?!"
"Enemy attack!"
Like startled wasps, figures shot up from all over the island, densely packed and hovering in mid-air, confronting Lin Yu across the void.
These people were dressed in various styles, and their aura was sinister.
There was a member of the Fire Lotus Society, whom Lin Yu was familiar with, wearing an iron ring around his neck.
There were also Onmyoji dressed in hunting robes and wearing black hats, and the Kujikuji Sect of evil cultivators with chrysanthemum tattoos.
At a glance, there were nearly a hundred people, many of whom possessed powerful auras; they were clearly elite forces in the Japan cultivation world.
A white-haired Onmyoji, wielding a bat-shaped fan, stared at Lin Yu with a sinister gaze, spewing out a torrent of gibberish, and shouted sharply, "Chinese cultivator? How dare you find this place and destroy my formation! You're courting death!"
Surrounded and berated by the numerous evil cultivators, Lin Yu remained unmoved, his gaze calmly sweeping across the entire scene as if he were looking at a bunch of chickens and dogs, with only a chilling killing intent gathering in his eyes.
"Noisy."
Too lazy to waste words with these Japanese pirates, he moved swiftly and charged into the enemy ranks.
In the flickering light and shadow, he moved like a wolf among sheep, his fingers, palms, fists, and feet all containing immense power. He grabbed a young man's chin and, with a casual tug, tore off his entire jaw.
Each strike was accompanied by a piercing scream and a burst of blood mist.
Dealing with these inhuman creatures is too simple; letting them die is actually a relief for them.
Every time Lin Yu made a move, he showed them what true terror was.
Ordinary Onmyoji, ninjas, and disciples of the Kujiku Sect are utterly helpless against him, collapsing at the slightest touch.
Within a few breaths, more than ten evil cultivators fell from the sky, their fates unknown.
The white-haired Onmyoji who was in the lead was both shocked and furious, and roared, "Form the formation! Don't get close to him!"
The remaining evil cultivators retreated one after another, and all sorts of evil techniques, talismans, and ninja tools poured down on Lin Yu like a rain of pear blossoms.
Fire lotuses spewed poisonous flames, shikigami roared and pounced, chrysanthemum darts darted and launched sneak attacks... The sky was instantly filled with colorful yet malevolent energy.
However, Lin Yu merely hovered in the air, making no defensive moves, so these attacks felt like ants biting him, causing no harm whatsoever.
Like a clay ox sinking into the sea, it didn't even cause a ripple.
He even strolled leisurely amidst the barrage of attacks, occasionally flicking his finger to unleash a golden sword aura that precisely pierced the brow of an evil cultivator.