143: Chapter 143 The Divine Realm Returns

Having obtained information from the memories of the three Demon Seeds, Lin Qing did not dare to delay. He immediately took out his communication token and connected to the Chuyun Immortal Sect Leader, reporting with a grave tone:

"Senior Brother Sect Head, Ling Shu and the others have been successfully rescued, but I have obtained new intelligence. The Xuanye Demon Court has dispatched a large number of Demon Seeds and has already begun hunting our Sect's Disciples in this area."

Lin Qing's voice resounded through the Immortal Sect's main hall via the communication token, reaching the ears of the various Elders; some Elders even slammed their tables and stood up in anger.

"Demon Seeds?! Is the Xuanye Demon Court planning to go to full-scale war with our Immortal Sect?!"

While everyone was shaken, they could not help but worry about the Disciples at the border, their hearts filled with a mix of fury and anxiety.

The Sect Head sat in the main seat, his expression as cold as a frozen pool. However, the situation was urgent, so he had no time to express his emotions like the other Elders. He immediately took out a communication token, connected to the Sect's God Realm Old Ancestor, and reported the news Lin Qing had sent back.

A moment later, he received authorization from the God Realm.

The Sect Head's gaze was sharp as he issued a command in a deep voice: "Immediately summon all available Yunyin Sequence and rush to support various locations at the border! You must protect our Sect's Prodigies!"

On the other side, Lin Qing put away the communication token and cast his gaze toward Ling Shu and the other four within the barrier.

He raised his hand to form hand seals, spiritual light circulating at his fingertips, and the barrier of the defensive Formation he had modified began to dim, completely dissipating a moment later.

Regaining their freedom, Ling Shu and the other four hurriedly stepped forward, bowed, and cupped their hands toward Lin Qing: "Many thanks to Senior Brother Lin Qing for saving our lives! If not for Senior Brother's timely support, we would surely have died."

After this battle, they had thoroughly recognized the gap between themselves and Lin Qing; they no longer harbored the mindset of being peers, and their hearts were filled only with heartfelt reverence.

Lin Qing nodded slightly and instructed: "The situation has changed. For the next few days, you all will stay by my side."

This place was a considerable distance from the territory covered by the Immortal Sect's influence. If they were allowed to return to the Sect on their own, they would very likely encounter Demon Seeds. With their Seventh-Order cultivation, they would undoubtedly die if they encountered Demon Seeds.

Moreover, they ranked at the forefront of the Heaven Ranking and were high-priority targets on the Demon Court's hunting list, facing far greater danger than ordinary Disciples.

Lin Qing had to keep them by his side, at least until the Sect's Yunyin Sequence arrived at the border to provide support.

Lin Qing's figure slowly rose, gentle spiritual power spreading out to envelop Ling Shu and the other four, while simultaneously lifting the hundreds of surviving Mortal Realm Cultivators in the valley.

It was also because taking them along would not slow him down; otherwise, Lin Qing, who was eager to follow the information in his mind to hunt the remaining Demon Seeds, would not have bothered with them at all.

Just as Lin Qing was about to take flight and head to the next area where Demon Seeds were active, the entire world suddenly went dark!

The sunlight was completely obscured; the mountains, land, forests, and valleys were all shrouded in boundless darkness. The colors of the world faded away, icy winds howled, and monstrous Evil Qi surged.

A terrifying pressure, originating from the Divine Soul and overriding all things, instantly suppressed the entire world! A Domain of Will, the God Realm descended again!

A low, hoarse voice echoed between the dark heavens and earth, falling into Lin Qing's ears: "Lin Qing, where do you plan on going?"

When Jue Chenzi had originally traveled from the Sect to the Hundred Thousand Mountains, although he did not use a teleportation Formation, it had still taken him the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

This God Realm powerhouse of the Demon Court was clearly much inferior to Jue Chenzi; even with the help of a Sect teleportation Formation, he only arrived after the battle in the valley had ended.

Without hesitation, the moment the Domain of Will enveloped him, Lin Qing immediately awakened Jue Chenzi's Divine Thought imprint.

Hum—! The heavens and earth roared, and divine light burst forth! As soon as Jue Chenzi's Divine Thought body appeared, it was directly faced with a God Realm attack!

Clearly, the opponent had launched an attack directly at Lin Qing this time. If Lin Qing had reacted even a little slower, he would have had to take this powerful God Realm attack head-on.

Hastily taking this lethal blow, Jue Chenzi's illusory Divine Thought body vibrated violently, its light and shadow flickering unsteadily. His gaze trembled, and an angry shout resounded through the dark world: "Audacious!"

As his words fell, Jue Chenzi expanded his own Domain of Will, squeezing the entire pitch-black Domain of Will. The world slowly shed its darkness, returning to clear colors.

In the last remaining darkness, a figure slowly stepped out—it was Old Ghost. He examined the unharmed Lin Qing with his gaze, then looked at the furious Jue Chenzi before him, shaking his head slightly with a tone full of regret: "What a pity. This kid's reaction is too fast."

Jue Chenzi stared at Old Ghost, killing intent filling his eyes: "Old Ghost, do you think I really dare not kill you?"

Old Ghost said playfully: "Jue Chenzi, you are indeed domineering. However, today, your opponent is not me."

As Old Ghost's words fell, a crisp sound of bells suddenly rang out across the world. Ding—ding—ding—!

The bell sound was ethereal and chilling, piercing through flesh and blood, striking directly at the Primordial Spirit! Jue Chenzi's expression changed drastically: "Ten Thousand Ghost Cave! Not good! Lin Qing, run!"

Strictly speaking, the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave could not be considered a Sect, because the entire Ten Thousand Ghost Cave had only a dozen or so beings that could be considered human, and they were all of the same Bloodline.

Yet, such a force had forcefully squeezed its way into the ranks of the six top powers of the East Xuanqing Province, solely because the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave's unique secret technique could control the Primordial Spirit.

If not for the secret technique's immense consumption and numerous restrictions, the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave would be enough to rule the entire continent.

As the bell sounds came, five Primordial Spirit phantoms slowly appeared in the sky. However, they were not in an attacking posture but were in a surrounding Formation, protecting a grey-robed figure in the center.

This person was shrouded in heavy grey mist, holding an ancient and exquisite gold-plated Soul-Suppressing Bell in both hands. The bell's body was covered in complex and eerie runes. With a light flick of their fingertips, life-stealing bell sounds echoed throughout the world.

The invisible sound wave attack struck toward the direction of Lin Qing and the others. The next moment, extreme pain in the Divine Soul descended!

Ling Shu and the other four had slightly weaker cultivation and immediately clutched their heads and wailed. As for the hundreds of Mortal Realm Cultivators, the moment the bell sound arrived, their bodies stiffened in unison, and they died on the spot!

Although Lin Qing's Divine Thought far exceeded those of the same rank, he also endured the excruciating pain of having his Divine Soul torn apart. However, this life-stealing bell sound specifically targeted the Primordial Spirit, Divine Thought, and Divine Soul body!

Lin Qing and the others kept their Divine Thought hidden within their Physical Bodies and were still in unbearable pain, but the one who suffered the most severe damage was the pure Divine Thought body of Jue Chenzi.

It could be seen that although Jue Chenzi's expression did not change, his illusory figure flickered on and off, already on the verge of dissipating.

Running was already too late. At the critical moment of desperation, Lin Qing raised his hand and took a series of Materials from his Storage Ring: "Revered Master, set up the Formation!"

It was the Ninth-Order random teleportation Formation he had obtained after killing Fang Shuo. When he had previously learned the Dao of Formations from Jue Chenzi, he had already shared this Formation, so Jue Chenzi did not need to spend extra time familiarizing himself with it now.

Right now, it would take a considerable amount of time for Lin Qing to set up this Formation. At this life-or-death moment, only by having Jue Chenzi, who had stronger Divine Thought and more experience, set it up could there be a glimmer of hope for survival!

Without waiting for Jue Chenzi to respond, Lin Qing expanded his Divine Thought, which had been pressed back into his mind, once again. The immense power of his Divine Thought transformed into layers of barriers, wrapping Jue Chenzi, Ling Shu, and the other four within them.

The moment the barrier formed, the excruciating pain on Ling Shu and the other four instantly eased, and they were finally able to catch their breath. Jue Chenzi's Divine Thought phantom, which had been on the verge of dissipating, also stabilized and stopped flickering.

But the price was borne entirely by Lin Qing alone! Blood gushed from his seven orifices instantly, and crimson beads of blood dripped continuously down his jaw, the corners of his eyes, and his nostrils, a shocking sight.

Jue Chenzi knew the situation was perilous and understood that this was the only path to survival at the moment, so he immediately took the Materials and began to set up the Formation.

On the side, Old Ghost watched Lin Qing, who was desperately protecting the others, his eyes flashing with deep wariness and amazement, and he sighed with emotion: "You really are a freak!" "However... if I were to take action personally right now, how would you deal with it?"

The next moment, Old Ghost's figure transformed into a black line, extending from his original position to right in front of Lin Qing.

"Lin Qing!" Ling Shu and the other four exclaimed subconsciously.

Jue Chenzi did not even turn his head, only issuing a low shout: "Do not hold back!"

Lin Qing suddenly raised his eyes, his face stained with blood. Brilliant five-colored spiritual light erupted from Lin Qing's body; the Five Elements Spiritual Power of Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth circulated endlessly, merging and surging, gathering on his right fist!

Bang—! Fists collided. The terrifying impact force kicked up ten thousand zhang of air waves, and Lin Qing's feet were forcefully pressed into the ground by the immense force, sinking several inches deep.

On the other hand, Old Ghost was in an even more miserable state! If the opponent had launched an attack on Lin Qing using his Primordial Spirit or the power of his Will, Lin Qing's currently teetering Divine Thought might not have been able to withstand it.

But in a head-on collision, the spiritual power covering his fist was neutralized layer by layer by Lin Qing's Five Elements Spiritual Power, and in terms of Physical Body collision, Lin Qing was clearly superior.

Old Ghost's entire right arm had its flesh and blood burst apart, tendons and bones exposed; ghastly white bones protruded from his shoulder, blood gushing out—a truly tragic sight!

"Ah!" Old Ghost couldn't help but cry out in pain, staring in disbelief at Lin Qing, who was stained with blood but still standing tall, gnashing his teeth and saying: "You... you really are a monster!"