Chapter 2041 - 2031: Infuriating

The ancestor stepped into the False Infant Stage, his power now seems beyond comprehension!

He slapped a Golden Core Cultivator away with a single palm strike!

What an imposing force this is!

Yisuo and the other cultivators of the Ninth Mountain were overjoyed at that moment.

All their eyes turned to the figure that had crashed to the ground.

The force of that palm strike was terrifying!

The figure fell with a dull thud, causing cracks to appear in the ground, with shattered stones and dust rising skyward, enveloping the huge square.

"The ancestor is mighty!"

Yisuo took a deep breath and exclaimed loudly.

"The ancestor is mighty!"

The other cultivators of the Ninth Mountain echoed his shout.

Previously, after Lin Tian broke through the Great Formation, everyone was left in utter embarrassment, holding a great grudge in their hearts.

Now, seeing Lin Tian being struck down like a dog, they felt an indescribable satisfaction!

"So what if you’re a Golden Core Cultivator, you dog~~ now you’re going to lie down for this young master just the same!"

The most excited among them was undoubtedly Wu Xing. Seeing the figure’s sorry state on the ground, his eyes shone with green light, his expression a mixture of ferocity and resentment.

Having been previously beaten brutally by Lin Tian and tormented by the pain, his current hatred surged like a raging tide.

He couldn’t wait to vent it all out.

At this moment.

Even though he was still limping, he didn’t care about his discomfort, running madly towards the direction.

"You dog, crawl over here for this young master!"

Wu Xing stepped forward and grabbed the figure’s arm, preparing to pull it up.

However.

As soon as he pulled, that figure spewed blood uncontrollably, clearly severely injured.

"Haha... just vomiting blood, not dead yet! This young master will have a good time playing with you!"

Seeing this, Wu Xing became more excited, laughing maniacally.

After being battered by Lin Tian and humiliated in the Xu Family, he has been thinking of how to tear Lin Tian apart.

Now, the opportunity had come!

"Wu Xing!"

But suddenly, Yisuo behind him shouted explosively, his voice filled with overwhelming shock and fear.

The other cultivators of the Ninth Mountain also widened their eyes, mouths agape, looking astonished.

Subsequently.

They all displayed expressions of panic.

"Master, this guy isn’t dead yet, I want to make sure he dies! He nearly killed me!"

Wu Xing turned around and shouted towards Yisuo.

"Shut up! That’s our ancestor!"

Yisuo, extremely furious, roared.

By then the dust had settled.

They could already see the sorry figure on the ground clearly.

It wasn’t Lin Tian, but Hua Donghuang!

"Ah..."

Wu Xing stood dumbfounded, after a moment of disbelief, he turned back, finally realizing it was Hua Donghuang covered in dust and blood, suddenly frozen with fear.

"An... Ancestor!"

Trembling with fear, Wu Xing hurried forward to help Hua Donghuang up.

However, Hua Donghuang had been slapped away by Lin Tian, his injuries were severe.

His chest was cracked open, blood poured crazily from his mouth, extremely miserable.

"Your... your power..."

Hua Donghuang did not care about Wu Xing’s actions earlier, he didn’t have the energy to care, because Lin Tian struck him with a palm strike that almost cost him his life, leaving him utterly shocked. He pointed at Lin Tian standing across, speaking with a face full of fear.

As the dust settled, Lin Tian stood there without a speck on him.

Moreover, his position seemed not to have moved at all.

"I told you, bragging might twist your tongue, in the end it might even twist your stance!"

Lin Tian stood poised, smiling at Hua Donghuang: "Don’t worry, I won’t kill you all! With your meager strength, you’re not worth me exterminating completely! I just want what I need! You can resist, or you can all come at me together, I don’t mind leveling your Ninth Mountain, wiping it from history!"

Lin Tian spoke in a casual, understated manner.

But to Hua Donghuang and the others, the words dripped with palpable killing intent, making them shiver all over.

The youth before them seemed to have no emotional ripples as he killed, like drinking water or eating food!

"Outmatched, I’ll admit defeat!"

Hua Donghuang took a deep breath and said forcefully: "May I ask, Fellow Daoist, are you from the Ancient Domain?"

Lin Tian shook his head, disregarding Hua Donghuang’s question, instead saying: "Choose one! You all die, and I’ll find it myself! Or, hand it over yourselves!"

"Fellow Daoist, what are you looking for?"

Hua Donghuang clenched his fist, his face ashen as he said.

As he spoke, blood still spewed from his mouth with foam, rather alarming.

"All cultivation resources or treasures of your Ninth Mountain, and what’s on your person!"

Lin Tian stared coldly at Hua Donghuang, saying: "Secondly... his life!"

Finally, he pointed at Wu Xing.

Not waiting for Hua Donghuang to respond, Lin Tian flicked his finger through the air, a fierce radiance shot out, piercing Wu Xing’s throat in an instant.

Wu Xing died with wide-open eyes, unable to comprehend his sudden death!

The entire Ninth Mountain was instantly plunged into deathly silence!

Yisuo and the others were trembling, fear spreading among them.

With Lin Tian’s power, killing them all was like slaughtering chickens and dogs!

"Alright!"

Hua Donghuang’s mouth trembled violently, finally, he flipped his hand pulling out a heap of things from the storage bag at his waist.

He also had a Storage Bag!

But it was relatively damaged, with a storage space of only half a square meter.

The heap on the ground a mess, the most valuable being a broken Flying Sword, a pile of spirited medicines and cultivation techniques of varying levels.

As soon as these appeared, Yisuo and the others instinctively widened their eyes, with a green light in their eyes.

These were the accumulated wealth of Hua Donghuang over many years, their preciousness beyond question.

But Lin Tian was dumbstruck.

"You... to have achieved False Infant Stage Cultivation, and you’re this poor? You’re seriously giving me this junk?"

Lin Tian stared, looking at Hua Donghuang, speaking with incredulity.

His words were not intended to mock or ridicule Hua Donghuang, but the items before him simply didn’t meet his standards.

Among them, a few spiritual medicines, though high-level, were of little use and not meant for improving cultivation.

Even if they were, they wouldn’t be useful to him!

It’s just that, Lin Tian’s scope compared to Hua Donghuang and the others, was vastly superior!

Junk...? Junk?

Yisuo and the others were dumbfounded.

"Pfft..."

Hua Donghuang, enraged, spat a few more mouthfuls of blood in frustration, finding it unbelievably irritating, finally bellowing: "Why not just kill me! This is old me’s century of savings! A few Heaven Rank spirit medicines, life-saving, the rest can enhance cultivation! As for that Flying Sword, though broken, it’s a Half Spiritual Artifact, its power remarkable! You... you..."

For cultivators, spiritual medicines and Magical Treasures are the most precious.

Money, on the other hand, is the least valuable!

But the remaining precious treasures for him found in Lin Tian’s eyes were deemed junk, Hua Donghuang felt undeniably insulted.