180: Chapter 180 A Domineering Move, Annihilating an Ancient Cult!

He spoke nicely, but he had already secretly gripped the Jade Talisman in his hand.

Chu Wanqing laughed upon hearing this, lifted her chin, and her voice turned cold.

"Protect her? Are you worthy?!"

"Hide your own dog-like intentions well first!"

The youth in green robes stiffened, still wanting to open his mouth to continue speaking.

On the other side, a woman draped in purple gauze had taken a step ahead, tossing out a Jade Slip with a sickeningly sweet smile on her face.

"Sister Qingyue, don't pay attention to these stinky men!"

"Big sister here has a fragment of the ancient navigation route map and has brought two Formation Great Masters; it's more suitable for you and me to form an alliance!"

Xu Chen watched the woman getting close, held the ancient desolate hall horizontally in front, blocked the Jade Slip, and looked utterly disgusted.

"What sister this, sister that!"

"If you take one more step closer, this Young Master will use this hall to smash you into a pig's head!"

The purple-gauze woman's expression darkened.

Another youth with a blade on his back stood out, deciding not to pretend anymore.

He stared at Shen Qingyue and spoke with a sunken face.

"Let's talk about the conditions."

"Come with our Heaven Blade Sect, and whatever you want, we can discuss it!"

As soon as these words fell.

The breathing of many people around became rapid.

Discuss?

This was clearly setting conditions, planning to recruit with heavy benefits, completely disregarding Lin Yi.

A layer of frost formed in the depths of Shen Qingyue's eyes. Her sleeves lifted without any wind, and the Chaos Origin Qi already showed signs of being released.

However, before she could make a move, Lin Yi suddenly raised his hand and waved it forward.

In an instant, vast Divine Power swept out, crashing down with the force of a thunderbolt!

The blade-bearing youth immediately lost control of his body and was sent sprawling heavily onto the ship.

The clamor in the crowd quieted down instantly.

Lin Yi looked at the blade-bearing youth who was scrambling up in a sorry state, his eyes like lightning, his voice icy.

"What do you want to offer?"

"Is it your own life?!"

The blade-bearing youth felt his throat tighten under that gaze, but he still braced himself.

"The Opportunity on Burial Emperor Island should naturally..."

Before he could finish his sentence.

A more arrogant voice suddenly pressed over.

"He is right!"

From behind the crowd, a youth in black and gold robes stepped out on the waves, his eyebrows raised high, his nostrils almost pointing to the sky.

Behind him followed dozens of Ancient Sect Cultivators, each one filled with Killing Intent, clearly showing they came with ill intentions.

As soon as this youth steadied his feet, he threw his words to the surroundings.

"The bone boat is an Opportunity for all Cultivators in the world."

"Lin Yi, for you to stand alone here is a bit too overbearing!"

"As for this descendant of the Shen Family, if she is truly related to the core of Burial Emperor Island, she should step out even more so to share the Opportunity with everyone."

He put on a face as if he were speaking for everyone.

Although the people around did not immediately respond, the restless urge in their hearts had been completely stirred up.

Xu Chen glanced at him and cursed loudly.

"Where did this guy pop out from? What a thick face!"

Wang Hong transmitted his voice coldly.

"Young Lord of the Southern Region's Profound Bone Sect, Du Heng!"

"This sect started by raising corpses; their hands and feet are not clean!"

After hearing this, Lin Yi couldn't even be bothered to remember the name.

He looked at Du Heng and didn't reply a single word.

The next moment.

Lin Yi raised his hand and slapped.

Boom!

A Chaos handprint slapped out across the air, causing even the sea surface to collapse a layer.

One moment Du Heng was still holding his chin up, the next moment his entire face was twisted by the palm wind.

His protective treasure light shattered with a bang, and he tumbled into the black waves.

Puff!

A loud explosion.

Blood splashed.

Before Du Heng's scream could even escape, the haotian pagoda crashed down. As the pagoda's shadow pressed down, both he and the waves were suppressed into the seabed.

Black waves churned, and a series of muffled sounds like bone cracking could be vaguely heard from under the sea.

Half of Du Heng's body was still exposed, struggling desperately, but the more he struggled, the deeper he sank, his appearance too miserable to look at.

The scene suddenly stalled.

No one expected that Lin Yi wouldn't even bother with extra words and would use a killing move the moment he raised his hand.

No matter how useless Du Heng was, he was still a Young Lord of an Ancient Sect; yet, he was suppressed into the sea before he could even finish his second sentence.

The group he brought was stunned at first, then exploded in Chaos.

A gray-faced Elder pointed angrily, his skin trembling.

"Lin Yi, you are presumptuous!"

"You dare to touch our Profound Bone Sect's Young Lord, today..."

Wang Hong didn't give him the chance to finish.

He took a step out, swept his robes, and a palm print fell.

The gray-faced Elder's entire head exploded on the spot, and even his Primordial Spirit could not escape.

The other five Peak Saint King Elders acted simultaneously.

Some in the Profound Bone Sect had their foreheads pierced by a finger, others had their chests shattered by palm wind.

Two others who had just turned to run, having only rushed out a few zhang, were split into two by sword light from behind.

The bodies fell into the black sea with a splash and were swept away by the waves in the blink of an eye.

The smell of blood wafted out.

Those dozens of Profound Bone Sect Cultivators died in more than half in the blink of an eye.

The remaining few had weak legs and couldn't even kneel properly.

Wang Hong shook his cuffs, his voice chillingly cold.

"Get lost, all of you!"

"If you squeeze forward again, this will be your fate!"

Six Peak Saint Kings stood side by side, their Killing Intent suppressing the entire sea area.

This scare made those who originally wanted to test the waters pull their feet back.

Someone's face twitched, and they gasped in a low voice.

"Six Peak Saint Kings acting as guardians."

"What is there to fight for?"

"Unless a Quasi-Emperor descends, who can withstand them!"

Another person's face turned pale.

"What's even more deadly is Lin Yi!"

"When a Saint King strikes, you can at least see a shadow; that time he slapped someone, I didn't even see where the palm print came from!"

Someone swallowed hard, their voice rasping.

"Yeah! Not to mention he himself is at the top of the rankings, the second to fifth are all on his side, and he has six Peak Saint Kings backing him up."

"This situation is truly unplayable!"

The unrest on the sea surface was finally cleared into a blank space by the killing.

However, blank space is blank space; those greedy intentions had not completely dissipated.

It was just temporarily suppressed back into the heart by that slap and these corpses.

Behind the imperial carriage, Chu Wanqing tilted her head and glanced at Shen Qingyue, speaking in a low voice.

"It's better now."

"A bunch of wolves in human skin have all bared their teeth!"

Shen Qingyue nodded lightly.

"This actually makes things easier."

Su Yuxi raised her fingertips and pressed her temples; the slight pain in her forehead flared up again.

She looked at the bone boat, her voice very light.

"The ship hasn't docked yet."

"There is something under the sea!"

Lin Yi gave a hum.

Of course he saw it.

The circle of Death Qi around the bone boat was now more than twice as thick as when it first surfaced.

Under the sea surface, patches of shadows were swimming back and forth, arching up along the bottom of the ship.

The more fiercely people caused a ruckus, the faster those things would awaken.

Further behind the crowd.

The gray-clad old man shrank into the shadows, half his face covered by a tattered hood, revealing only a shriveled chin.

It was Jichen.

He watched Du Heng being slapped into the sea, and watched that group from the Profound Bone Sect being wiped out in one breath by Wang Hong and the others.

His five fingers slowly tightened inside his sleeves, his old face tensed and ugly.

Lin Yi was more ruthless and difficult to deal with than he had imagined.

But in the depths of his eyes, he still couldn't suppress that bit of cold, sinister joy.

The news had spread.

Shen Qingyue was indeed related to Burial Emperor Island.

As long as this lead was confirmed, more and more people would set their sights on her.

Open spears and hidden arrows would sooner or later drag this group into the mud.

By then, no matter who lived or died, he would be able to find an Opportunity.

Jichen lowered his head, his lips moving lightly.

"The Taichu Key... is indeed on her."