Chapter 183 - 110: Solo Battle Against 2 Core Formation Experts

Chapter 183: Chapter 110: Solo Battle Against 2 Core Formation Experts

The deep valley returned to silence.

Beads of sweat formed on Feng Yinglong’s forehead as he hovered, trembling, in mid-air.

The thunderclap from moments ago still echoed in his mind.

He stared at Lin Shu in disbelief, his gaze penetrating the surging black flames to rest on the other man’s right hand, which had yet to be fully lowered.

’Such a powerful Thunder Technique, and from a Foundation Establishment Cultivator...’ Hah!

"He’s not at Foundation Establishment!"

The sudden realization struck Feng Yinglong, and a drop of sweat rolled down his face.

The Cultivation level now radiating from the young man was clearly that of the Early-stage Core Formation, and it was even more stable and robust than his own. There were even faint signs that he was on the verge of a Breakthrough Realm!

And looking at the wolf shadow coalescing from the roiling black flames, its baleful aura soaring to the heavens, he looked nothing like an Immortal Disciple.

’Is it some kind of Secret Technique? Or has he been hiding his Cultivation this whole time?’

"General Xu, maybe he’s the Moon-Devouring Demon General!"

"I will help you subdue this beast and avenge our Captains!"

Feng Yinglong dared not hesitate any longer. With just a few words, he absolved himself of any connection, making no mention of his personal grudge against Lin Shu.

Furthermore, Xu Zhonglin had borne the brunt of the Thunder Paste earlier. Although the remainder was still terrifying, Feng Yinglong actually had the ability to block it, though it would have cost him. His instinctive choice to dodge was what had led to the gruesome deaths of the many Captains behind him.

’I can’t let the Vice General have time to think about that.’

"I don’t need your yammering."

Having suffered heavy losses, Xu Zhonglin’s voice was laced with a bone-chilling killing intent.

He slapped his Profound Armor forcefully, shaking loose the residual Thunder Paste.

This suit of form-fitting Armor was truly wondrous. Not only could it detect the probing of a Soul-Splitting technique, but it was also impervious to thunder and fire.

Only a Vice General of the Demon-slaying Bureau was qualified to wear it.

Though it lacked a Spiritual nature and couldn’t be called a Magical Treasure,

its material quality alone was in no way inferior. It was certainly beyond anything a so-called Magical Artifact could compare to.

"If all you’re relying on is that Thunder Technique,"

"then I will be taking your head!"

Before the sound of his voice even faded, the figure in the Profound Armor had already shot across the sky.

He made a grasping motion with his fingers, and a stream of light surged from his Storage Bag.

It materialized in his palm as a Great Halberd that glinted coldly—another Top Grade Magical Artifact with a potent aura.

The man moved so fast that even Feng Yinglong’s Spiritual Sense could barely track him.

A look of delight appeared on his face.

After all, Lin Shu was most famous for his elusive Light Body Formulas.

Now, it seemed General Xu was also a master of such techniques.

’It won’t be so easy for that brat to escape now.’

Driven by a vast torrent of Spiritual Power, the roar of a ferocious beast echoed from the sharp Long Halberd. The moment it was raised, the entire deep valley began to tremble!

CLANG!

The dull sound of impact reverberated like a great bronze bell.

Xu Zhonglin had appeared disdainful of the Thunder Technique, but in reality, the instant he shot forward, he had already unleashed dozens of invisible arrows aimed straight at the young man’s Divine Soul.

However, even under the combined assault of his Body Technique and a Divine Soul Technique, the halberd’s blade still failed to take Lin Shu’s head.

It was stopped dead in mid-air, firmly blocked by an Ancient Turtle Shell.

"So it really was you."

The moment Xu Zhonglin saw the object, veins bulged on his temples. All doubt vanished from his mind.

Gong Yue had died at the hands of this so-called Shopkeeper Lin.

He vividly remembered back at the inn when this bastard had sat right beside the Yu Family Immortal Descendant and asked him, without so much as batting an eye, which of them looked like a Demon.

’Which one of us is the Demon? Don’t you know damn well who it is?!’

"Bright Moon White Jade Hand!"

Though he didn’t know how his opponent had managed to summon a Magical Artifact in time after being hit by the Divine Soul Arrow, Xu Zhonglin was already upon him and wasn’t about to give him another chance to use that Thunder Technique.

He abruptly released the Long Halberd. Beneath his Profound Armor, both of his arms were enveloped in Spiritual Power, transforming from shoulder to fingertip into what looked like flawless Jade.

This was an Immortal Technique from the same lineage as the Moonlight Claw Technique, a path that led straight to the Core Formation Ninth Grade.

His fists, carrying the force to shatter mountains and part seas, smashed viciously toward the young man’s slightly raised face.

The next moment, with a howl of wind, Lin Shu abruptly vanished from where he stood.

Even under the oppressive aura of a Mid-stage Core Formation Cultivator, he had simply vanished into thin air.

"General Xu, watch out!"

Feng Yinglong suddenly cried out in alarm.

From his perspective, Xu Zhonglin had just thrown his punch, his body still lunging forward.

And in the air behind him, the breeze rippled, and a figure in a dark, bluish-green robe rematerialized.

Lin Shu’s movements were far faster than his warning.

BOOM!

The young man ruthlessly raised his leg, his boot viciously stomping on the weakest part of the Vice General’s Profound Armor—the waist.

The Spiritual Power that had been rampaging throughout the deep valley suddenly began to dissipate.

"KRAK."

Xu Zhonglin’s eyes bulged wide, his features contorting as his mouth gaped open. He felt as if his entire waist had been nearly snapped in two by the terrifying force.

Before he could even steady himself,

Lin Shu’s sleeve swept out as crimson patterns emerged on his fair skin.

He threw a punch, smashing it heavily into the back of the Vice General’s head!

He had no intention of clashing head-on with those White Jade Arms; every strike was aimed at a weakly defended, fatal spot.

BOOM!

The surrounding Spiritual Power suddenly solidified, like a piece of clear crystal.

Though it was an intangible thing, a fine network of cracks spread through it like a spiderweb, and a series of sharp cracks could be heard.

’Another Body-Protecting Immortal Technique?’

Lin Shu raised an eyebrow, noticing the strange sensation coming from his fist.

Without the slightest hesitation, he unfurled his fist into a palm, his five fingers clamping down hard on the back of Xu Zhonglin’s head as purplish-black lightning began to gather in his palm.

Surging Thunder Paste spilled from between his fingers with a loud CRACKLE, and a destructive aura once again filled the air.

He was actually planning to unleash a Nether Cold Miasma Thunder point-blank against the man’s head!

"Moon Wheel Heart Splitter."

Xu Zhonglin’s expression had shifted from raging fury to ashen-faced terror.