Chapter Twenty-Three: Kill

  Ling Lin stood on a low earth mound, gazing at a small red tree below, his eyes gleaming with a cold light. The little tree was only about the height of an adult's knee, and a thread of fiery red color flowed across its surface, looking like a cluster of burning flames from afar. However, what was extremely strange was that amidst the fiery redness, there was always a hint of icy chill flashing, and a fist-sized fruit hung on top of the little tree, the fruit being entirely a deep blue color with a faint aura of cold air wafting around it, looking extremely resplendent.

  This is a strange fruit called Yanming Fruit, which may not be worth as much as a single Youhe in the eyes of a Xiantian cultivator, but to a Wudao realm warrior, this is absolutely a sacred fruit that cannot be exchanged for ten Youhe. Its effect is very simple, it can protect the Zhihai inside the warrior's body when impacting Xiantian.

  The cultivation of the Martial Dao realm produces true energy, while the Xiantian realm is yuan power. Therefore, when a martial artist breaks through to the Xiantian realm, the sea of consciousness will undergo a tremendous change. This is a qualitative leap, and all the true energy in the sea of consciousness will be transformed into yuan energy. This transformation generally takes a long time, but during this process, the entire sea of consciousness is quite fragile. If control is not good, it can lead to chaos in the body's true energy and damage to the sea of consciousness. But with the Flame Myriad Fruit, one doesn't have to worry about such situations at all. Although Ling Lin didn't think he would lose control of his body's true energy when breaking through to the Xiantian realm, having an extra guarantee was always a good thing!

  Moreover, the Flame Fruit was just a spoil of war that came easily to hand; his true target was it! Ling Lin shifted his gaze slightly to a corner beside a small tree. A crimson snake, about several meters long, lay quietly in ambush, its narrow pupils scanning the surroundings coldly. Generally, any spiritual object would have a fierce beast guarding it. This python was the guardian of the Flame Fruit.

  The wind blew, lifting the hem of Linglin's clothes, making a rustling sound. Linglin stood at the top of the slope, his eyes sharp as an eagle that had found its prey and was about to spread its sharp claws. "Let you be the one to test my bitter cultivation over the past few days."

  As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Lin leaped down. Although the slope was not high, it was still tens of meters long. With a sudden leap, Ling Lin was like a white rainbow, rushing towards the red python.

  A cold, cruel face appeared above the red python, a huge foot with a loud "Woo" sound, like a small mountain pressing down. The long snake hissed quickly, and the dark red snake's pupils showed a hint of human-like anger. The body that was lying down suddenly coiled up, a snake array formed in an instant, and the giant snake head rose, its eyes reflecting a foot with a blue glow, getting bigger and bigger.

  "Hiss." A sharp, piercing sound cut through the air, bringing with it a foul wind. The python suddenly shot out. In mid-air, its body agilely shifted slightly to avoid a head-on collision with Ling Lin, and without slowing down, it coiled around him from the side.

  "What a cunning beast." Ling Lin thought to himself. Although this ferocious python's strength was not as great as that of the crocodile-like fierce beast, its intelligence and agile body made it even more troublesome than the crocodile beast.

  "But the ending is the same!" Ling Lin's eyes flashed with cold light, staring at the ferocious python coiling towards him, and shouted violently: "Roll!" A huge black shadow suddenly attacked from the other side, still a foot, kicking the python far away.

  "Bang." The ferocious python crashed to the ground, its massive body embedded in the mountain wall, buried under rolling rocks. In the next instant, "Rumble rumble" countless rocks were blasted into the air. As the dust settled, the python's body reappeared before Ling Lin's eyes, only this time, its body covered in stone powder had a huge footprint on it. The scales at the spot where the foot had landed were shattered, and a faint trickle of fresh blood flowed out slowly.

  "Not bad defense, worthy of being a pre-heavenly beast." Ling Lin knew that if the kick earlier had been directed at a martial arts realm beast, it would have killed several by now. And this python was only slightly injured. Overall, Ling Lin was quite satisfied with the results of his bitter cultivation over the past few days. Feeling the immense power contained within his body, Ling Lin's strength had increased several times compared to when he first arrived at Lianyun Mountain Range. Now, he could completely take down a pre-heavenly realm early-stage beast by himself without using much effort. Because his Ling Spirit Technique had finally broken through to the tenth layer today!

  The tenth layer of the Ling Spirit Seal brings not only a surge in power, but as the final layer of the early stage, it also has a huge benefit. The cultivator can transform part of their body into Ling Spirit during battle, greatly increasing both defensive and offensive capabilities.

  I don't know how much attack power the body can increase after being possessed by a spirit. Ling Lin looked at the ferocious python, and a hint of chilliness appeared on his lips as he quickly pounced on the python again.

  The Ling force gradually ran to the right hand. In an instant, Lin felt that his entire right hand had changed suddenly, and a thread of cyan light flashed on the surface of his palm. Lin knew that this was because he was using it for the first time, and he couldn't control the surging Ling energy in his right hand. The cyan light gradually dissipated, and the entire palm of his hand, transformed by the Ling force, looked like a piece of transparent jade, with a faint warm color of pale blue and white.

  "What a powerful force!" Ling Lin's face showed joy, the originally strong power had increased again by a significant amount, roughly estimated to be two or three times more. What was even more terrifying was its defensive strength, which had increased by nearly half! This was only the early stage of the Leng Spirit Technique, and for now, he could only briefly transform a small part of his body into a Leng spirit. However, Ling Lin could imagine that if he were to fully master the Leng Spirit Technique, it would be terrifying - his entire body would transform into a Leng spirit form! It was almost as if he could instantly kill opponents with similar strength to his own.

  "Let me try your strength." The green-haired fist was clenched, and Ling Lin suddenly swung his fist, heavily smashing it towards the fierce python.

  "Bang." Flesh and blood burst in the air, fresh blood splattered everywhere, a python several meters long was knocked flying by Ling Lin, scraping out a deep gully on the ground, with a faint rainbow-colored mist rising up. Upon closer inspection, the python's massive head had been smashed into a slightly deformed shape by Ling Lin's punch, one dark red snake pupil had been smashed inward, and fresh blood flowed out from the ruptured pupil.

  "Hiss." The python let out a painful hiss, its body frantically thrashing about, sending rocks flying in all directions and kicking up clouds of dust.

  "Want to run? You can try!" Ling Lin saw a crimson figure fleeing in the dust. The ferocious python was truly intimidated by Ling Lin, and with its limited intelligence, it clearly realized that when this brutal youth struck again, it would be the end of its life.

  One foot stepped on the giant stone under his feet, and he shot out like a flash of lightning. With a unique spiritual energy compression flight method, Ling Lin's speed was obviously much faster than that of the ferocious python.

  Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

  Ling Lin had already caught up with the giant python.

  "A mournful cry echoed far and wide..."

  Ling Lin stepped on the corpse of the fierce python, under his foot, the python's skull had been shattered into four or five pieces. Red and white splattered all over the ground, the ferocious creature that had dominated for so long never thought it would end up dying at the hands of a young boy. No, under his foot, this python was killed with just one kick!

  Stepping on the python's body, a strange aura emanated out, clenching his fists tightly, Ling Lin muttered to himself, "This is indeed a world where the strong are revered!"