Jian Wufeng, one of the renowned Ten Great Talents of Sword Saint Mountain, if subjected to public punishment in front of all the sect cultivators of Sword Saint Mountain, how could he continue to exist there? His face, already completely lost! More importantly, if his dealings with Cold Wind Type were to be exposed, he would truly become the target of everyone. From then on, his reputation at Sword Saint Mountain would certainly not be illustrious. Thinking about all these, Jian Wufeng grew increasingly anxious. He sidled up to Pang Jinglong and whispered, "Great Elder, my initial intention was just to improve my cultivation! Now, among the ten people of Sword Saint Mountain, only I and Xiao have managed to make it into the Ten Great Talents from Wenxin Valley. This is a pride for Wenxin Valley! But, I am unwilling to be ranked seventh and be suppressed by others! If the Great Elder is going to punish, could you give me a dignified..." "Dignified? Whether you live or not depends on Senior Lin’s mood!" Pang Jinglong had composed himself by this time, with Lin Tian around, he was not afraid of whatever waves the Black and White Twin Walkers could make. He glanced at Cold Wind Type, who was charging at Lin Tian, and shook his head saying: "Now, this Cold Wind Type is finished!" "Senior Lin? Great Elder, what Senior Lin? Which expert is gracing our Sword Saint Mountain!" Jian Wufeng’s expression changed greatly, startled. Someone Pang Jinglong referred to as a senior must at least be a Fake Core Realm cultivator or even a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator. He repeatedly inquired, then continued: "Great Elder, that kid is just an ordinary person, with no cultivation. Cold Wind Type could easily kill him with a slap. It’s just that I miscalculated this time, didn’t expect him to associate with the cultivators from Corpse Soul Mountain... What’s most important now is how to resolve this situation..." Cold Wind Type charged at Lin Tian, with a ferocious look, shouting angrily: "You insect, spouting nonsense, watch how I kill you!" As soon as the words fell, a large slap was already striking towards Lin Tian. In his palm, True Qi arced. Any other ordinary person would definitely be smashed into mince. But, the next moment, Cold Wind Type suddenly saw a blur before his eyes, and a shadow-like palm slapped over first. Following that, with a thud, Cold Wind Type was sent flying backward. His entire body was like a broken sack, hitting the ground hard, raising a cloud of dust and pebbles flying. At the same time, one side of Cold Wind Type’s face was already a complete mess, with blood and teeth scattered all over the ground. The severe pain made him let out a garbled scream, unintelligible. Lin Tian’s slap was too fast, its power terrifyingly immense. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ NoveI[F]ire.net Cold Wind Type’s head was buzzing, the pain and dizziness making him completely disoriented. The sudden scene brought Jian Wufeng and others to a halt. "Who... who hit me..." Cold Wind Type hadn’t even seen Lin Tian’s move, still bewildered himself. Even Jian Wufeng and the others couldn’t figure out how Lin Tian had acted. Opposite, Shen Tingruan and Lee Songyan both couldn’t help but look at Lin Tian, eyes revealing some suspicion. "While I still don’t feel like killing anyone..." Lin Tian glanced indifferently at the embarrassed Cold Wind Type on the ground, then looked up at Shen Tingruan and Lee Songyan, saying: "You two, get lost now! Otherwise, I don’t care whether you’re from Corpse Soul Mountain or Soul Corpse Mountain, you’ll die without mercy!" Jian Wufeng raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling he might have misjudged something. And Cold Wind Type, covering the almost unrecognizable half of his face, stammered: "You you you... looking... for... death..." "Die without mercy? Chuckle chuckle chuckle..." Opposite, Shen Tingruan suddenly let out a harsh, jarring laugh, then turned to Lee Songyan beside him, saying: "Old Bai, go deal with those people, capture the girl, complete the transaction! If not for our long-held commitment, I’d have even killed this trash from Snake Scorpion Valley along with you! As for this... interesting, I’ll take care of it myself!" "Heh heh... quick fight, quick fight, I like it!" Lee Songyan gave a sinister laugh, stepping out first, leaping towards Yun Qingwan. Lin Tian narrowed his eyes, about to make a move. But Pang Jinglong, on the side, seemed to have already prepared, as soon as Lee Songyan moved, he dashed out violently, blocking in front of Yun Qingwan, confronting the approaching Lee Songyan. Lee Songyan barked coldly, waving his hand, a rolling black mist swept across the sky, a ghastly white skull descended from above, gathering with a clatter with the black mist, forming a large black fist, smashing towards Pang Jinglong. The large skull fist was quite massive, yet not slow in speed, Pang Jinglong was utterly shocked, hurriedly extending both hands to fend off the attack. But with a thud, just as Pang Jinglong’s palms were about to hit, he was already struck flying. Pang Jinglong’s face turned deathly pale in an instant. His legs could hardly touch the ground, but he still slid out a deep mark on the ground, while coughing up blood with a look of intense fear. Xiao Changkong and Jian Wufeng’s faces changed dramatically, and they hurriedly ran up to support Pang Jinglong. Supported by the two, Pang Jinglong raised his head abruptly, looking at Lee Songyan with terror, his face full of disbelief. The opponent was too powerful! Just one punch had sent him flying, severely injured. It should be known that Pang Jinglong now was already at the Mid-stage Peak of the Golden Core, just a thin paper’s thickness away from entering the Late Stage of the Golden Core. But this Lee Songyan opposing him was also only at the Mid-stage of the Golden Core, yet he couldn’t withstand a single move from him. One could well imagine how powerful these Black and White Twin Walkers of the Soul Corpse Mountain were! "Not worth a blow! With just this bit of strength, you dare to obstruct me!" Lee Songyan spoke coldly, "If you dare move again, I will kill!" The word "kill" was filled with dense murderous intention, causing Jian Wufeng, Xiao Changkong, and others to shiver involuntarily as a chill spread through their backs. "If you dare take another step, die!" At this moment, Lin Tian suddenly turned, his cold gaze fixed on Lee Songyan, each word sounding as if it came from the Nine Nether. Jian Wufeng’s face changed drastically and he shouted, "Fool, do you have a death wish..." This Lee Songyan was already enveloped in murderous intent, and such audacious words angered him. If a massacre were to occur, no one present might survive! Lee Songyan rebuked with a flick of his hand, and a True Qi Fist transformed into a skull filled with rolling black mist, crashing towards Lin Tian. But in an instant, a sharp piercing sound rang out, and a fierce gleam shattered that skull fist before piercing through Lee Songyan’s throat. Lee Songyan’s eyes widened, then he fell down rigidly, no longer breathing. Everyone present suddenly fell silent. Over there, Shen Tingruan stood in shock, staring fixedly at the dead Lee Songyan with an expression of disbelief, which gradually turned into terror. "Nascent Soul Stage!" Shen Tingruan screamed in horror, and with a puff, black smoke spread on the spot, and he vanished instantly. Lin Tian swiftly turned and dashed out, followed closely by the Demon like Xiaotian, who slashed through the air. The black mist was shattered and scattered quickly, revealing the fleeing figure of Shen Tingruan ahead. The flying sword, like lightning, in an instant, slashed at his head. Yet, the slashed Shen Tingruan turned into a puff of smoke with a bang. "Hmm... the Corpse Revival technique failed? Soul Corpse Mountain has such secret techniques, indeed not to be underestimated!" Lin Tian frowned, gazing at the smoke left behind, uttering in surprise, then shook his head with a sigh. Jian Wufeng and Leng Fengdian, watching nearby, both stood there in a daze, their facial expressions frozen. Afterward, they suddenly felt enveloped and raised by a cold chill all over their bodies, causing them to start trembling. "Nascent Soul Stage? A Nascent Soul Stage Great Cultivator who was scorned and disregarded by them all along the way?" Their souls felt as if they were about to fly out of this world. "Young Master Leng, Young Master Leng, I’m here!" Just as the commotion subsided, someone jogged over from the entrance of the valley. Soon, a young man appeared before the crowd, glanced around, and his eyes fixed on Leng Fengdian, "Young Master Leng, I’ve brought the remnant page of the Heavenly Fragrance Ancient Introduction Technique!" "Even by just seeing a single remnant page, one can translate the runes on the Eastern Emperor Pillar. Absolutely no mistake..." The young man’s shout received no response; instead, Lin Tian’s eyebrows were raised, and he looked at the young man in surprise, "Heavenly Fragrance Ancient Introduction Technique, what is this? Is it related to the Eastern Emperor Pillar?"