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146: Chapter 146 Unyielding Spirit

[ "What? You want to force your way through?" ]

[ The old man raised his eyelids slightly, his gloomy gaze already carrying a hint of murderous intent. ]

[ "I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare." ]

[ The caravan manager waved his hands in panic, hurriedly retreating to the side. Asking for convenience was fine, but dying on the job was definitely out of the question. ]

[ "Then get lost." ]

[ The old man let out a cold snort, flicking his sleeves as he strode forward. Seeing this, several Disciples behind him immediately followed closely behind, their Aura fierce and aggressive. ]

[ Their inspection method was extremely crude. Palms imbued with spiritual energy reached out mercilessly, grabbing straight for the other person's face. Accompanied by a teeth-aching scraping sound, they would not stop until several deep bloody wounds were forcefully clawed into the flesh. ]

[ They would even openly take advantage of female cultivators when encountering them. ]

[ Yet not a single person around dared to speak out in refutation. Clearly, the Sect these few people belonged to possessed an extremely powerful deterrent force on the outer periphery of the Bone-Eroding Poison Forest. ]

[ Seeing this scene, Lin Bufan's gaze darkened slightly. He could endure suffering a little physical pain himself, but Senior Sister... absolutely not! ]

[ If he couldn't even protect Senior Sister... ]

[ Just as he was thinking this, an extremely irritable voice transmission suddenly reached his ears. ]

[ "Junior Brother, that old man is at Peak Foundation Establishment. Hold him off for now." ]

[ You narrowed your eyes, the murderous intent in your gaze unmasked. ]

[ "The rest are just ants at the Early Stage of Foundation Establishment, Senior Sister, finish them quickly, and let's join forces to slaughter that old thing!" ]

[ You could act weak, you could bow for benefits, you could even abandon everything. But the premise was that it must be a choice you made actively, rather than this humiliation of being trampled upon at will! ]

[ Wasn't cultivating this body of magical power with such hardship precisely so that you could do as you pleased in such occasions and keep your thoughts unobstructed? ]

[ Ever since Modan, no one in this world could make you feel fear and humiliation, not even death! ]

[ The moment the words fell, that trace of hesitation in Lin Bufan's eyes abruptly shattered, replaced by a blazing fire burning in his eyes. ]

[ That's the Senior Sister! ]

[ He seemed to see once again the spirited woman on the stage that day; that disdainful look toward all directions and that bearing that made even him submit were precisely the initial fuse that quietly caused the emotions in the depths of his heart to take root. ]

[ "Senior Sister, I'm going in!" ]

[ Lin Bufan was a man of few words and vicious deeds; the moment his voice fell, he had already struck fiercely. ]

[ His entire person transformed into a black streak of light tearing through the air, dragging that massive black sword in his hand as he smashed it straight down at the head of the bossy, arrogant old man. ]

[ "Boom!" ]

[ A powerful gale erupted from the center of the two's clash, smoke and dust instantly obscuring the vision of this area. ]

[ You were slightly startled, looking at that figure who had suddenly marched forward without hesitation, and laughed dumbfoundedly a moment later. ]

[ This kid really suited your taste; given the chance, perhaps you could become sworn siblings! ]

[ The next moment, your boundless Divine Sense enshrouded down like an invisible giant net, and everything around was under your control in a flash. ]

[ An azure longsword quietly materialized in your hand, and your entire body transformed into a crimson streak of light, silently cutting into the battlefield. ]

[ "Damn it, you courting-death little beast, how dare you make a move against this Elder!" ]

[ The old man shook his slightly numb arm, staring with a gloomy gaze at the black-robed youth in front of him. ]

[ The moment he saw the other's face clearly, his movements suddenly froze. After a brief stun, a burst of ecstatic light suddenly erupted from the depths of his eyes: ]

[ "You are that Lin... right, Lin Bufan?" ]

[ During that head-on collision just now, the crude disguise on Lin Bufan's face had long since fallen off. Hearing the other's words, not only did he not panic, but he raised an eyebrow instead, a cold sneer hooking the corner of his mouth: ]

[ "Old bastard, do you recognize your grandpa?" ]

[ "Hehehehe~ Recognized, of course I recognize you." ]

[ The old man let out a spine-chilling, weird laugh, his figure suddenly transforming into a foul-smelling black wind. ]

[ Amidst the fierce wind, tens of thousands of pitch-black venomous insects flapped their wings and hissed, resembling a surging black tide sweeping overwhelmingly toward the front. ]

[ Lin Bufan's expression changed slightly, and just as he was about to urge his movement technique to avoid this aggressive wave of poisonous tide, a dragon roar that shook the mountains and forests suddenly sounded from behind. ]

[ "Roar!!!" ]

[ Before he could turn his head, an extremely scorching wave of Qi poured down from mid-air. ]

[ Raising his eyes to look, he saw a fiery red giant dragon over ten zhang long, carrying heaven-burning flames, fiercely crashing toward that patch of black foul wind. ]

[ "Boom!" ]

[ Crimson flames and pitch-black foul wind violently collided, erupting into a deafening roar. ]

[ Immediately afterwards, countless shrill hisses sounded from within. Under the scorching of the domineering dragon-shaped flames, that seemingly terrifying black poisonous tide was rapidly melted away like lingering snow encountering a blazing sun, visible to the naked eye. ]

[ When everyone's attention was focused on those two incomparably powerful attacks, a crisp ringing sound suddenly echoed. ]

[ High Grade Spiritual Artifact — Soul-Shaking Bell! ]

[ Everyone only felt a wave of dizziness wash over them, and the scene before their eyes gradually grew blurry. ]

[ The first to break free were Lin Bufan and the old man, but when they saw the scene before them clearly, both of them froze dumbfounded in place. ]

[ The woman in red attire had her back to the two of them, slowly sheathing that blood-stained azure longsword. ]

[ And right in front of her, several heads were falling powerlessly from mid-air, accompanied by a mist of blood scattering like fine rain, splashing out a bizarre yet fascinating picture amidst the messy ground. ]

[ Lin Bufan's Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty as he heavily swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Fortunately, he had suppressed the strange thought of bullying Senior Sister earlier, otherwise he would definitely have been chopped into mincemeat. ]

[ Meanwhile, the old man on the other side had a drastic change in expression. A Sword Cultivator? And a Sword Cultivator who excelled in fire-attribute spell arts at that? ]

[ Damn it! Wasn't this precisely his nemesis, and even the nemesis of all poison cultivators? ]

[ "Clap, clap, clap~" ]

[ At this moment, a burst of crisp applause abruptly rang out in the dense forest, unhurried and steady, yet quietly diluting the lingering grim Qi around them by a few fractions. ]

[ Hearing the sound, everyone looked over and saw that at some unknown point, a group of people had appeared on the path through the woods not far away. ]

[ At the head was a young man dressed in an indigo-blue robe. His hair was not tied up in a bun; instead, he used a dark red ribbon to loosely tie his long hair behind his head, and his lazy eyes carried a bit of unbridled wildness. ]

[ Standing behind him were several lithe and nimble young men and women, all of whose Auras were not weak. ]

[ The young man's gaze swept indifferently over the messy ground, finally landing on that azure longsword. Immediately afterwards, the folding fan in his hand unfolded with a swish, his words carrying a bit of nonchalance and casualness: ]

[ "What a Lin Bufan! Truly no mediocre talent." ]

[ As the words fell, the entire place fell into a dead silence... ]

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