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Xu Shishi muttered under her breath, showing no intention of saving him. Instead, she joined the others in attacking Chen Anlin. At that moment, a group of people surrounded Chen Anlin, launching their assault.
Chen Anlin continued to charge towards the medicinal furnace, cutting down anyone who stood in his way.
With a loud crash, he seized the furnace, lifted the lid, and grabbed the escaping medicine. He didn’t even know what kind of elixir it was; he simply stored it in his spatial ring.
The elixir was taken by him—this was unacceptable; he couldn’t be allowed to leave with it. The group grew frantic. This was a chance for immortality; how could they let him snatch it away?
Shen Congfeng summoned the Vajra Rope once more, disregarding whether it would sustain damage, and shot it towards Chen Anlin.
Clang! Chen Anlin swept the rope aside with his sword and glanced at Shen Congfeng with a sneer. “Looks like I shouldn’t have let you keep this treasure last time.”
Shen Congfeng snorted coldly, “Do you really think you can handle this?”
Boom! The rope suddenly erupted with a powerful suction force, absorbing the surrounding energy before sweeping toward Chen Anlin.
In an instant, the rope wrapped around Chen Anlin. Shen Congfeng rejoiced, “Chen Anlin, this is the true power of the rope!”
“Oh, is that so? It’s nothing special.” Chen Anlin shook his head. The most formidable aspect of the rope was its embedded spiritual energy. This energy made it a spiritual artifact!
However, this artifact wasn’t pure enough. With his own spiritual power, he was truly terrifying.
In just a moment, Chen Anlin’s spiritual energy broke free from the rope’s grasp. Then with a thunderous crash, the rope shattered into several segments.
It actually snapped.
Shen Congfeng was momentarily stunned, his eyes wide with disbelief.
This scene left everyone breathless; Chen Anlin’s abilities were too terrifying—so formidable that even a powerful spiritual artifact couldn’t restrain him.
Shen Congfeng was furious. “My treasure! My treasure!”
“This is your own doing.”
Chen Anlin's tone was cold. He had already spared this person once, but unexpectedly, they came to trouble him again. That was their own doing.
Ah!
Shen Congfeng launched a frenzied attack, while Xu Shishi, Elder Molin, and the people from Lin Shangu also pressed forward.
With one arm severed, Lin Feng knelt on the ground, gritting his teeth and glaring fiercely at Chen Anlin.
His arm was gone. "Chen Anlin, I will definitely kill you."
With a sweeping strike of his sword, Chen Anlin dispatched two more formidable opponents.
With one arm severed, Zhao Lin was directly seized by Chen Anlin, who grabbed her by the neck from behind.
"Wait! Spare my life!" Zhao Lin cried out in terror.
Unfortunately, the response she received was the sharp edge of Chen Anlin's sword.
Pfft!
Blood gushed from Zhao Lin's neck, causing her to collapse to the ground, lifeless.
Everyone dared not breathe; even the powerful Zhao Lin had fallen.
Shen Congfeng's expression grew serious. He regretted becoming an enemy of Chen Anlin. However, the celestial treasures on Chen Anlin were things he desperately needed. Coupled with the destruction of his own treasures by Chen Anlin, this was a deep-seated grudge.
"Shen Congfeng, why hesitate? Come on!"
Chen Anlin suddenly turned his head to look at Xu Shishi rushing towards him, unleashing a wave of sword energy.
The Nine-Nine Returns to One Sword Technique!
This strike surged towards Xu Shishi.
"Elder Molin, save me!" Xu Shishi shouted urgently.
Molin frowned but still rushed to help.
However, unexpectedly, the wave of sword energy curved and shot towards Molin instead.
Chen Anlin had quickly assessed that Elder Molin was the strongest among them and seemed to have cultivated soul power; he could not be underestimated. As for Xu Shishi, despite her impressive appearance, she was not as formidable as she seemed.
Molin's expression tightened; there was no way to evade now. The sword energy was too overwhelming; even with his mid-level third-grade cultivation, he had to dodge.
In a moment of desperation, he grabbed Xu Shishi by the shoulder.
"Elder, you—"
Before Xu Shishi could finish her sentence, Molin pulled her in front of him as a shield.
Pfft! Pfft!
Two sword energies pierced through Xu Shishi's chest, spilling her innards onto the ground and filling the air with a nauseating stench of blood.
"You bastard!"
With her last ounce of strength, Xu Shishi reached out with her sharp nails towards Molin.
The sharp nails tore into Mo Lin's face, crimson blood oozing out, causing him to furrow his brow. "What an idiot. Do you really think that just because you slept with me, I would treat you like a treasure?"
Xu Shishi glared at him with venomous eyes. "You won't get away either."
Her nails were laced with deadly poison.
At this moment, Chen Anlin withdrew his long sword, looking at Mo Lin in surprise. "That's ruthless."
Mo Lin snorted coldly and turned to Chen Anlin. "Kid, you're already at the end of your rope, aren't you? You must have taken some blood-boosting medicine. It won't be long before you decline."
Chen Anlin shrugged. "At least I can hold out for half a day, at the very least."
Mo Lin replied indifferently, "Stop trying to fool me; I know better."
He then addressed the others around him. "Rest assured, everyone. This kid won't last much longer."
With that, Mo Lin no longer held back. He extended his hand, vast power coalescing in his palm as he aimed to crush Chen Anlin.
Chen Anlin frowned; this move was not simple.
In truth, while he had been speaking confidently with Mo Lin earlier, he knew he could only hold on for a short while—at most, the duration of an incense stick. He needed to leave this place as soon as possible.
Whoosh!
He activated the Free Spirit Technique, leaving behind only an afterimage.
"The Free Spirit Technique! That was obtained by the Ten Thousand Swords Manor and even improved by you," Mo Lin exclaimed in anger.
Chen Anlin didn't waste words; he swiftly moved to Lin Feng's side.
Lin Feng's expression changed drastically. He was already severely injured, and yet Chen Anlin had come looking for him.
"Wait!" he shouted urgently.
Unfortunately, what responded to him was a swift sword strike.
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