Eternal Life from Talisman Painting

"Although this Thunder Jiao has nothing to do with the Myriad Feet Dragon Palace, it would be a problem if the brothers who escaped to the outer sea of the Human Race Cultivators with it."

"Especially there’s another one that is already preparing to enter the transformation stage."

Lin Chang’an pondered silently that after exterminating this Thunder Jiao, it would be best to leave something behind.

He’s a Human Race Cultivator, after all. If other flood dragons vent their anger on the surrounding sea regions, it would be his fault.

...

"Look quickly! The array has changed."

With the island’s array flickering on and off, the array was finally dispelled.

For a moment, the numerous cultivators watching from around became solemn. Some had greed in their eyes, hoping for a chaotic battle to erupt.

Among them, there is no shortage of those bold enough to fish in troubled waters.

Meanwhile, the nine allied Core Formation Cultivators exchanged glances and nodded resolutely, turning into nine escape lights and flying over.

"That’s the Patriarch of the Liu family!"

"Five Fake Pill Cultivators, four True Pill Cultivators, this time something’s bound to happen!"

Seeing this lineup, many cultivators who came to watch the spectacle already had thoughts of retreating.

They don’t want to invite trouble.

After such a battle, the Tier Three Middle Stage Profound Water Turtle’s opposing strength is probably diminished.

"Fellow Daoist is quite capable to set up such a grand array to kill this vile beast."

A voice full of authority echoed, and the nine Core Formation Cultivators appeared over the island, speaking domineeringly.

One of them even sneered, "This vile beast was discovered by us, yet Fellow Daoist beat us to it, which seems a bit unreasonable."

"Indeed, indeed, Fellow Daoist..."

However, an elder who got involved suddenly had his pupils shrink, his expression becoming stiff.

As the island’s array dispersed, terrifying battle traces were everywhere.

However, the sight of a terrifying, hideous flood dragon’s head entered their view, and the nine Core Formation Cultivators’ pupils shrank in shock, a greed surfacing.

"Flood... flood dragon!"

This elder, seeing the demon beast, widened his eyes so much that his beard almost got yanked off.

"I’m not getting involved in this matter."

"Old ghost, at such a time, don’t you want to reincarnate and cultivate again?"

"Fortune favors the bold, the timid starve! Do it!"

"If you want to die, don’t drag me down. I still want to live for decades."

Just as the nine Core Formation Cultivators were communicating secretly, the flood dragon’s head on the island had been collected.

What appeared was a cold and arrogant figure wearing a high crown and a dazzling, ornate dark purple robe.

After the nine exchanged glances, their eyes flickered, and they finally decided to probe first.

"I wonder if Fellow Daoist..."

"Noisy!"

A cold snort echoed, instantly making the nine look grim. Was this person too arrogant?

No matter how powerful you are, after just having gone through a battle, it’s impossible to be at peak state, right?

There are nine of them! A full nine!

"Young Master!"

At this moment, a maid disguised as a Sword Servant stood respectfully to one side.

"Young Master!?"

The crowd looked at each other, calculating in their hearts.

However, Lin Chang’an’s next words made everyone feel the arrogance.

"Whoever remains here within three breaths will die!"

Such an arrogant voice echoed, shocking not just the nine Core Formation Cultivators but also the surrounding Foundation Establishment Cultivators watching the spectacle.

Since when was there such an arrogant person in the Demon Beast Abyss? They had never heard of it.

Yet the next moment brought countless discontent.

"That’s too arrogant, there are so many of us."

"Indeed!"

Many cultivators had come to watch the spectacle, and quite a few Foundation Establishment Cultivators intent on stirring chaos jumped out.

"One breath!"

But as the cold voice echoed, many cultivators turned pale, revealing fear in their expressions.

Is it for real!?

"Two breaths!"

As the cold voice echoed, the next moment, an old Fake Pill Cultivator transformed into an escape light and fled.

"I’ll leave first."

"Wait for me, senior..."

"Run quickly!"

Many Foundation Establishment Cultivators watching also began to flee.

"Apologies, fellow Taoists."

Under the terrifying pressure of Lin Chang’an, two more Core Formation Cultivators fled as escape lights.

In the blink of an eye, only six remained among the nine.

These six looked at each other, wasting no time, and began to retreat, but not to escape.

One of them even spoke bitterly, "You’re quite arrogant. I, Luo Feng of the Luoyun Sect, would like to know your name."

"Three breaths!"

In an instant, a cold, indifferent voice echoed in the sky as Lin Chang’an burst forth with terrifying evil energy.

"From this moment, Huang Mou will be the number one below Nascent Soul. If you haven’t concealed your cultivation, then you can die!"

The next moment, the terrifying divine sense of the Core Formation Late Stage swept out, releasing a sharp, ear-piercing wave of divine sense.

In an instant, the six Core Formation Cultivators’ faces changed dramatically, and even the distant Foundation Establishment Cultivators were affected, clutching their ears in pain and screaming.

"Ah!"

"It’s the Profound Soul Enchantment!"

"You’re from the Profound Yin Demon Sect!"

"Run!"

The six Core Formation Cultivators wasted no time, transforming into escape lights and fleeing in panic.

The Foundation Establishment Cultivators around were stupefied, wailing in pain from the fearsome waves of divine sense attack, unable to gather a shred of mana.

Lin Chang’an had considered using this divine soul attack.

First, his divine sense was strong enough to impersonate a Core Formation Late Stage Cultivator.

Second, the Profound Yin Demon Sect indeed had a divine technique similar to his Enchanting Soul Melody.

Yet, as Huang Tianxiao transformed by Lin Chang’an, he didn’t spare a glance at the wailing Foundation Establishment Cultivators around, directly becoming an escape light and chasing after a Core Formation Cultivator.

"Spare me, Fellow Daoist..."

Profound Soul Needle

Before he could react, the terrified scream of the cultivator resounded, his eyes turning white and slipping into a coma, instantly captured.

"Run!"

"It’s the Profound Yin Demon Sect!"

To so cleanly and swiftly slay a Core Formation Cultivator, even those daring enough to stir up trouble were sobered, madly burning essence blood to escape.

At this moment, life was more important than anything!

Upon witnessing this, the other five Core Formation Cultivators were even more terrified. Without any hesitation, they burned their essence blood, their escape lights accelerating instantly.