107: Witch in distress, Shadow of the scavenger

The wind at the peak of the mountain abruptly ceased.

The Jade Slip in Lin Gou's fingertips, without warning, seeped out a blinding crimson.

That wasn't the activation of spiritual power.

It was more like fresh blood permeating the very marrow of the jade, a final despair oozing from within.

A line of twisted, small characters appeared on the surface of the Jade Slip, each stroke filled with terror and urgency.

"Eastern Sea, Blackrock Island, come quickly to save me!"

"They are Scavengers!"

The icy curve on Lin Gou's face instantly froze.

Scavengers.

Just three words, like a red-hot iron skewer, fiercely pierced into his Divine Soul.

A surge of killing intent, more brutal and pure than that of the three Advanced Nascent Soul Demonic Beasts, erupted from his body.

The mountain rocks beneath his feet silently disintegrated under this uncontrolled aura, turning into the finest dust.

He hadn't expected them to come so quickly.

He especially hadn't expected the first target to be Su Meier.

That woman, who collected intelligence for him and marked targets for the "Heavenly Dao Reckoning," had ultimately exposed herself because of it.

He had to accept this Karma.

Emotionally and logically, he had to go save her.

Lin Gou no longer concealed anything.

The three-colored Golden Core within his body was instantly pushed to an unprecedented limit.

Boom!

His figure vanished from the mountaintop.

A streaking light, impossible to capture with the naked eye, tore through the clouds, piercing towards the Eastern Sea in a manner that defied the Laws of this realm.

That was not a escape Light.

That was a spear of Law condensed from anger and killing intent.

Along its path, beneath the sky, a white vacuum was forcibly carved out, unable to heal for a long time.

In a Sect in the mountains below, the mountain-protecting formation frantically warned, and several Elders in seclusion spat blood in shock, looking up at the sky in horror, feeling as if the end of the world had arrived.

All Cultivators who sensed this aura, regardless of their cultivation level, trembled in their hearts at this moment, and the most primitive shivers arose from the depths of their Souls.

It was as if some ancient, world-destroying malevolent god had awakened... Simultaneously.

Eastern Sea.

An isolated island covered in black reefs, Blackrock Island.

Above the island, a cold, deathly silent order permeated, completely out of place with this world.

Su Meier's situation was extremely perilous.

Her proud movement technique now seemed clumsy and sluggish, each dodge accompanied by a wound that tore her flesh.

Blood stained her enchanting purple dress, like a blood-red rose on the verge of wilting in a storm.

She was surrounded by three figures dressed in uniform black.

Their faces were shrouded in a faint black mist, making them indistinct.

Early Stage Nascent Soul cultivation.

Yet, the pressure they exerted on Su Meier far exceeded that of ordinary Late Stage Nascent Soul Cultivators.

Their cooperation was not based on tacit understanding, as it was more like programmed coordination.

Advance, retreat, attack, defend, as if controlled by a single will, cold, precise, and efficient.

"Target number 734, cease resistance."

The leading black-clad figure spoke, his voice devoid of emotion, like metal rubbing together.

"Judgment: You have been 'corrupted' by this world, severely deviating from your initial trajectory."

Another black-clad figure interjected, holding a large net woven from gray light.

That net emanated a terrifying suction force specifically targeting the Divine Soul.

"Directive: Hand over the coordinates of the 'Newly Emerged Anomaly,' and you may be 'formatted,' otherwise you will be 'completely purged.'"

They were the Scavengers drawn by that butterfly of light.

Su Meier leaned against a flattened black reef, panting heavily.

Each wound was entwined with gray energy that could not be dispelled by spiritual power, constantly eroding her vitality.

Yet, on her naturally charming face, there was no despair, but rather a thick, unconcealable sneer.

"Hehehe..."

She laughed, her body trembling, which pulled at her wounds, causing her delicate brows to furrow slightly.

"This big sister, what I hate most are monsters like you, who have no human warmth."

"You speak so grandly, but isn't it just murder and treasure snatching?"

As she spoke, she secretly mobilized the last trace of her Divine Soul Power.

An invisible wisp of pink smoke, carrying extreme charm, silently diffused.

However.

The leading black-clad figure simply raised his hand.

A black ring on his palm glowed faintly.

An invisible barrier isolated all the pink smoke.

"Divine Soul interference, judged as ineffective."

His tone was like reading a line of cold data.

"Execute the next phase."

The black-clad figure holding the gray net lost his patience.

He suddenly threw the net in his hand towards Su Meier.

"Soul Binding Net, activate."

The gray net rapidly expanded in the air, covering the sky and obscuring the sun.

Every thread on the net was like a poisonous snake devouring the Divine Soul, emitting a silent hiss, blocking all of Su Meier's escape routes.

Su Meier's face finally changed.

Under this net, she felt her Divine Soul being pierced by countless cold needles, about to be forcibly stripped from her physical body.

Despair, for the first time, crept into her captivating peach blossom eyes.

Just as the "Soul Binding Net" was about to envelop her head.

Boom!!!

An intensely brilliant golden fist aura, without warning, slammed down vertically from the Nine Heavens.

It was like a falling sun.

Violent.

Precise.

Irresistible.

Its target was only that gray "Soul Binding Net."

Bang!

A loud bang.

That terrifying "Soul Binding Net" was squarely struck in the center by this punch.

The gray light on the net flickered and twisted violently, finally emitting a wail, its light instantly dimming, and it was forcibly blasted backward.

A figure, stepping on the shattered Qi waves, descended like a divine soldier.

He steadily landed in front of Su Meier.

Completely shielding her delicate body behind him.

Lin Gou.

He had arrived.

Su Meier stared blankly at the figure in front of her, who wasn't particularly tall, but at this moment seemed capable of holding up the entire sky, momentarily lost in thought.

The actions of the three Scavengers all paused simultaneously.

Their gazes locked onto this uninvited guest at the same time.

Lin Gou slowly turned his head, his icy gaze sweeping over the three of them one by one.

"Three Nascent Souls, bullying a woman."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like the ice of winter, carrying bone-chilling killing intent.

"Is this all the Chosen Ones Alliance amounts to?"

The pressure on his body, just plundered from the Demon King, mixed with ancient ferocity and the aura of gods and demons, was unleashed without reservation.

The figures of the three Scavengers, shrouded in black mist, instinctively felt a tremor in their hearts.

A trace of data-stream-like surprise flashed in the eyes of the leading Scavenger.

Target, actively revealed.

Strength, far exceeding estimates.

He then sneered, his laughter still dry and mechanical.

"Interesting newly emerged anomaly."

"I'll give you a choice: hand over your 'Root Core' and cease resistance."

"Otherwise, 'format' on the spot!"

Upon hearing these words, Lin Gou didn't get angry; instead, he laughed.

He laughed even colder and more cruelly than his opponents.

"Format?"

"By you?"

Before his words finished.

Buzz!

He actively activated the [Demon King Bloodline Power].

Streaks of dark golden ancient demonic patterns emerged from beneath his skin, rapidly spreading to his neck and cheeks.

A more violent, primal Demonic Qi surged skyward from within him.

This Demonic Qi, intertwined wildly with the sacred and vast Dao rhyme on his body, and the eerie and profound Devilish Qi, clashed with each other, yet strangely fused.

Ultimately, it formed a unique aura that was contradictory to the extreme, and terrifying to the extreme.

At this moment, he was like a god, like a demon, and even more like a peerless great demon that had walked out of the primordial wilderness.

He looked at the three cold black figures in front of him and slowly raised his fist.

"Today, let me see."

"How clean are the so-called 'Scavengers'!"

The battle was on the verge of breaking out.

The killing intent in the air had solidified.

However, just at the moment Lin Gou was about to make his move.

An extremely faint, yet incredibly urgent Divine Thought, entered his mind.

It was Su Meier's voice.

The voice carried an unprecedented terror.

"Be careful!"

"They have a killer weapon specifically for 'Outsiders'!"

"That thing can truly erase our Root!"

Lin Gou's heart, filled with killing intent, suddenly sank.