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182: Kill the cherry blossoms, enter the secret realm, fight the seventh turn

Lin Ling's sudden appearance invigorated everyone.

"Who goes there?"

A Sakura warrior named Matsushita Sasuke was the first to react, shouting loudly and pointing his katana directly at Lin Ling.

Behind him, a glowing portal slowly rotated, emitting streams of light.

This was the entrance to a passage that only appeared when an ownerless secret realm emerged; once it was controlled by a country, one could only enter with an entry token.

At this moment, Matsushita Sasuke looked at Lin Ling, who could float in the air, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous; their main task was to be on guard.

Besides three Six-Rotation Strong, the rest were all Five-turn Professionals.

Under normal circumstances, only a Six-Rotation Strong could float.

Lin Ling, clad in a silver exclusive weapon, now resembled a god descending from the heavens.

At a glance, he was no ordinary passerby; his appearance brought a great sense of threat to the Sakura warriors.

However, in Matsushita Sasuke's opinion, no matter how strong Lin Ling was, he wouldn't be stronger than a Seven Turns.

Nothing else, this young man was too young; no matter how strong such a young man was, he couldn't be that strong.

After all, although the lifespan of Professionals increased significantly after the Great Fusion, no one could preserve their youth.

They couldn't determine Lin Ling's level, but they knew in their hearts that Lin Ling absolutely could not be allowed to leave.

If this silver-robed young man escaped, he would likely report to the Dragon Nest immediately.

If they ruined the plans of the adults, they would be in serious trouble.

The best solution now was to stall Lin Ling and wait for the adults to come out.

If Lin Ling insisted on leaving, even if he was a peak Six-Rotation Strong, they could forcibly hold him back with so many people.

"This is the territory of my Dragon Country; you ask me who goes there?"

Lin Ling's face darkened; these Japanese people were actually treating him as a rebel.

The dozen or so Archer not far away heard the coldness in his words and immediately drew their bows, aiming at Lin Ling.

"Sir, don't be ungrateful!"

"Noisy!" Lin Ling frowned slightly and let out a soft cry.

"Since you're seeking death, don't blame me for being ruthless! Attack him! Hold him back!"

Matsushita Sasuke immediately shouted loudly.

At this moment, Lin Ling had already raised his staff.

"Tornado!"

A fierce wind rose, and countless wind blades instantly converged into a massive whirlwind.

The Sakura Country warriors, who had been full of confidence, immediately changed their expressions.

"Oh no, this... this is a Wind Forbidden Spell!"

"Seven-Rotation Grand Magus?"

"It's over, how can there be such a young..."

Exclamations rose all around, but unfortunately, the merciless wind blades would no longer give them a chance to speak further.

After the hurricane, there were no other living people by the reservoir riverbank except for the thin boy.

"Big brother, you're so amazing! Thank you for helping me kill these bad guys and avenge my mom and dad. When can I be as amazing as you?"

The little boy tightly clenched his small fists, looking at Lin Ling with admiration and gratitude.

Lin Ling smiled faintly and said, "Instead of envying others, turn your hatred into motivation and improve yourself. When you grow up, you can also become a Strong."

The moment his voice fell, the expression on his face suddenly became a little strange.

This scene seemed somewhat familiar.

A child, murdered parents, Japanese people, and himself in silver robes?

The flesh on Lin Ling's face twitched; he looked at the child again.

On his tender face, he could indeed vaguely make out a few traces of Qin Xuan's appearance.

Lin Ling did not interact much with him; now, every action he took would have a huge impact on the future.

If the impact was too great, it could bring him unknown and uncontrollable factors.

And Lin Ling disliked that uncontrollable feeling.

He turned and rushed directly into the glowing portal.

The scene shifted, and the familiar Qianlong Secret Realm reappeared before his eyes.

And at this moment, in front of the huge magic array, there were indeed several figures carving runes.

However, what puzzled Lin Ling was that Gurstai said there were five Seven-Rotation Strong.

But there were clearly six people here.

Lin Ling's appearance immediately caught the attention of one of them.

"Fuck! Didn't I say not to let anyone in... Huh, oh?"

A blond, blue-eyed old man suddenly shouted loudly.

His voice instantly startled the other five people simultaneously.

Twelve gazes successively fell on Lin Ling.

At this moment, the atmosphere within the secret realm instantly became tense.

But Lin Ling's gaze was fixed on a blond young man.

The man wore black armor, and under his wavy long hair was a fair, handsome face.

He was all too familiar with this face; he had seen it once not long ago in Tu Nanyi's dream space.

"Galen Pushkin?" Lin Ling said in a deep voice.

He couldn't understand why Gallen would appear here.

Moreover, he looked at most twenty-three or twenty-four years old.

But it was ten years ago now.

When he first met Gallen in his previous life, he looked about twenty-five or twenty-six years old.

The current timeline should be seventeen years before the legendary dungeon encounter.

By rights, Gallen should still be a child of about ten years old now.

"Hmm? You know me?"

The blond young man also looked at Lin Ling with extreme surprise and asked.

It was as if Lin Ling calling out his name was even more unbelievable to him than the fact that he could enter the dungeon and appear here.

"Ito, kill him!"

A brown-haired old man behind Gallen shouted coldly, then turned back to continue carving runes, not putting Lin Ling's appearance to heart at all.

"Hai!"

A middle-aged man in Onmyoji battle robes next to the brown-haired old man bowed in response.

The next second, a pitch-black, two-horned shikigami emerged from the ground.

"Ito is being overly cautious; he's just a young brat, yet he even summoned a King-level shikigami. Just casually destroy him."

A Bearded Man next to the Onmyoji said disdainfully, raising his hand and waving it, and immediately a fire-ball the size of a millstone flew towards Lin Ling.

This fire-ball transformed into an infernal monster in the air, roaring as it pounced on Lin Ling.

Seeing this, the other few people turned back to continue carving runes.

It was as if Lin Ling was just a fly that had accidentally entered the dungeon and had been casually swatted away by them.

Only Galen Pushkin's hawk-like eyes were fixed on Lin Ling.

Boom...

The infernal monster slapped Lin Ling, and Gallen's eyes instantly narrowed.

"Who exactly are you?" Gallen asked coldly.

When this voice sounded, everyone's faces showed a hint of surprise.

They looked sideways and saw a diamond armor appear on Lin Ling's body.

A level 160 fire-element skill released by a Seven-Rotation Fire Mage actually failed to break through the armor's defense.

At this moment, a hint of solemnity appeared in everyone's eyes.

However, this solemnity only appeared for a moment before vanishing without a trace.

"Thor, let my shikigami do it. This kid has something; he might be a hidden super genius of the Dragon Country. I love to nip these so-called geniuses in the bud."

Ito said, snapping his fingers, and the huge King-level shikigami stomped its foot, instantly transforming into a giant monster over twenty meters tall.

"Ito is just making a mountain out of a molehill, as an old saying in Dragon Country goes, using a butcher's knife to kill a chicken."

"Why bother with him? Continue carving runes. Completing Speaker Gandalf's mission is important. It's not easy for the Holy Son to come here from twelve years in the future."

"What's there to worry about? Five Seven-Rotation Strong like us can't handle a young brat?"

Two Seven-Rotation Strong said while carving runes.

But no sooner had they finished speaking than a piece of music suddenly sounded in this secret realm space.

"Let the strong wind blow, strong wind blow, keep blowing..."

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