C13 You are a refiner?

On the ground, Hong Ling frowned, because he realized that the blade in his hand was now filled with cracks.

He knew that after that intense battle of life and death, the lifespan of this long blade had already come to its end. Throwing the long blade in his hand away, Hong Ling bent down and picked up the other blade, releasing a long sigh of relief.

Amongst the ten people Li Yan had brought with him, five of them were already dead, and the remaining people, including Li Yan, were no longer a threat to him. Even if he could not beat them, if Hong Ling wanted to leave, with this bunch of useless people, it would be impossible to keep him here.

He had been cultivating on the altar for the past few days, and his whole body was tense. He desperately needed a place to recover, but now was not the time. Only by getting rid of these annoying guys could he feel at ease.

Closing his eyes once again, a dark golden Primordial Spirit Clone condensed within the Divine Palace. Lightning flickered on it and countless arcs of electricity coiled around his body, causing the entire space to distort slightly.

The Primordial Spirit's eyes that were originally shut opened wide at this moment. Pure soul power spread out from the Divine Court, capturing and sending into the boy's consciousness all the movements in the wind and grass around.

In the gloomy Divine Court, the Qi orbits of Li Yan and the other three appeared in Hong Ling's mind. Although he could not completely pinpoint the origin and destination of these orbits, he could still sense the effects of them.

In the eyes of Li Yan and the others, he had used the Primordial Spirit Clone to see through the situation.

"How preposterous! This guy is really arrogant. He actually dares to close his eyes when he's facing us. Does he really think we don't exist?!"

An officer with a fiery temper had flames of anger burning in his eyes. As an official of the Chu Clan, he had never been looked down upon by people who killed people even when he was faced with those heinous and evil murderers.

At this moment, a small youth was actually looking down on him because of his innate divine strength. To him, this was an extraordinary shame and humiliation.

"Kid, stop pretending to be mysterious, hand over your life!"

He roared in anger, his figure flashed, and in a flash, he was already right in front of, the long blade in his hand released a ray of blade light, and slashed towards Hong Ling's throat.

However, Hong Ling merely leaned back slightly, his figure was like a breeze blowing past a willow tree, and before he could fall, he had already dodged the official's slash with all his strength. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly in the darkness, forming an enchanting arc, and with a smile that was not a smile, he swiftly kicked out with his leg, landing on the official's wrist.

"Kacha!" The official's eyes widened as he looked at his broken wrist and shining military knife flying out from his hand into the sky.

Hong Ling instantly opened his eyes, a dark golden flowing light flashed past his pupils, and before the official could regain his senses, he struck out with his palm, striking the blade that was falling onto the ground.

Puchi, the long blade cut through the air and flew into the official's abdomen carrying the rolling Authentic Qi, pinning him down to the ground at an angle.

"Only four left!" Hong Ling grinned, the Qi around his body continued to circulate incessantly.

Li Yan ignored his subordinate, who was nailed to the ground and unable to rest in peace. He held the long sword in his hand, and stared fixedly at Hong Ling's every move, his hand was covered in cold sweat.

He knew that he couldn't rashly attack. If he failed, then what awaited him would be the end of his life. This youth was like a monster from hell that easily killed his six most capable cultivators while chatting.

This young man was definitely an existence comparable to the demon-level descendants of the families with hidden Great Chu Empire. The funny thing was, he, Li Yan, had always been delusional enough to help the Black Mountain Thief Zhang Yan clear her name and place all the crimes onto Hong Ling.

"Captain, he's really too strong. Should we go back and get him? Otherwise, it would be difficult to capture him with just the four of us!"

Silence, it was still silence. Even Li Yan, who was initially filled with confidence, had no choice but to remain silent. However, he would absolutely not leave. This was undoubtedly because he had a trump card and also because this person was gambling.

He bet that after Hong Ling had killed so many people, there would be a period of weakness in his Qi. And once he grasped this opportunity, it was not impossible for him to make a comeback.

Li Yan had always been a lucky gambler. Not only was it because of his talent, but it was also because of his deep scheming and his dog-like patience. He could afford to wait, even if all of his subordinates died in battle.

In his heart, these so-called brothers were nothing more than stepping stones for him to rise to the rank of an official. He could only live through tribulations together, and not be rich together with others. As long as he could climb up, even if all of them were dead, he, Li Yan, would not hesitate to do so.

Don't be in a hurry to fight him head on, as long as you consume his Authentic Qi, then you will not die, and he will be exhausted to death by us! "Su Yun said in a low voice.

He initially did not want to do this, but Hong Ling was too monstrous, and had messed up his plans time and time again.

The three officials looked at each other and nodded. Under the same level, if it wasn't a battle of life and death, it would be extremely easy to stall someone.

In addition, their captain was a level higher than their opponent. This meant that their chances of surviving would be very high, and it wouldn't be impossible for them to even drag this youngster down and kill him.

Including Li Yan, the remaining four officials of the Great Chu Tianhuang City slowly surrounded him. The swords in their hands hummed and the dense Authentic Qi s released rays of cold light from their sharp blades.

Hong Ling's eyes narrowed, a grave look flashing past them. He knew that the moment Li Yan joined the battle, he would definitely be able to affect the Heavenscale who was winning or losing.

According to his original calculations, if it was only the early stage of Essence Refinement into Qi, then even if Hong Ling used up a large amount of his own Authentic Qi s, he would still be able to kill them all.

He knew that it was because Li Yan's strength was just too strong. As the captain of Tianhuang City Ten Squad, the amount of cultivation resources this person could obtain was definitely not something an ordinary official could compare to.

In fact, because he was in cahoots with the Black Mountain bandits, the training resources he could get were way higher than those of his peers who were in the same position.

A person like Li Yan was extremely difficult to deal with. Moreover, he might even have some trump cards hidden in the shadows. Once the time was ripe, he would give himself a fatal blow.

This was something that Hong Ling was extremely unwilling to see happen, because, as a person who had lived two lives, he was always in the middle of the fate of being tricked by others, and he did not want to be manipulated by fate.

Since everyone wanted to exhaust him to death, Hong Ling did not plan to hide it anymore.

The « Jiuzhuan Profound Technique » 's circulation was great, and the entire body of energy was suddenly released, like a calm lake that instantly turned turbulent. Boundless Authentic Qi transformed into overflowing waves of fury, converging on the surface of his body. The blade in Hong Ling's hand was completely enveloped by the dark golden halo, even the hilt was covered.

He stomped his foot and swiftly rushed forward. The long saber in his hand slashed diagonally, and a ghastly saber light shot towards Li Yan's legs.

The steel sword in Li Yan's hand that was forged with the Hundred Refinement Pattern Steel fell down from his hand like a ray of moonlight, smashing ruthlessly onto Hong Ling's blade. With a kengqiang sound, sparks flashed at the point of contact between the blade and sword, it was extremely bright.

Hong Ling retracted his long blade, lightly touched his heels, and slid on the ground twenty feet away. Before he could stand still, Li Yan and the other three had already surrounded him, and the four swords had sealed the space around him.

The young man snorted, and patted the ground with one hand. The tyrannical Authentic Qi instantly stirred up a cloud of dust, and his body flew in the air, like a spinning top.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! The sound of metal clashing rang out, the blade in Hong Ling's hand shook the weakest officer's blade off, and he rushed out.

Standing on the ground, Hong Ling gasped for breath, his cultivation, even with the help of a heaven defying art like the Jiuzhuan Profound Technique, was being consumed at a rapid pace.

In the end, he was only a cultivator at the early stage of Essence Refinement into Qi. He was still a fledgling, and even though he was a calf that wasn't afraid of tigers, he still knew how frightening life and death situations were.

At this time, he turned his gaze towards the official in front of him. Hong Ling's dark golden eyes contained a majestic burst of soul power that instantly surged out and exploded in the official's mind.

Hong Ling's tyrannical soul power immediately caused his mind to be in a mess. In the moment he was distracted, the youth's long blade had already pierced into his chest.

Li Yan who was at the side instantly took action, his sword cutting Hong Ling's long blade. He stared intently at his subordinate who was on the verge of death, his chaotic eyes flashing with a trace of despair.

The officer's consciousness had been destroyed by something in an instant, and by the time he had regrouped, it was already very late.

Although it would only take a short one breath to instantly gather from the time it took for his consciousness to be destroyed, it was enough for Hong Ling.

"How could this be?!"

The official's eyes were filled with fear. He did not understand why he had suddenly fallen into an eternal night. In that absolute darkness, he could not see the light, he could not see himself, and even his consciousness could not sense anything.

It was as if he had been cut off from the world for a moment, forgotten, nailed to an endless black coffin.

It was the most terrifying thing in the world. There was only one breath of time in reality, but in the darkness of the cage, it felt as though a thousand years had passed, as though it would last forever.

"Only three left!"

Hong Ling shook the half of the long blade in his hand, and instantly, the long blade broke into countless metal pieces. The youth's soul power poured into the metal pieces in front of his Authentic Qi, and those metal pieces danced around his body, as if they had life.

"You're an artificer?"

Li Yan's eyes were filled with shock, staring straight at the metal piece flying in front of Hong Ling.

Hong Ling did not say anything. Although he did not understand what kind of refiner was, but seeing Li Yan's terrified expression, he was definitely a very powerful existence.

At this time, he had completely poured all of his soul energy into the piece of metal in front of him. Although the Primordial Spirit s in his body were still circulating profound arts in the soul route, channeling soul energy into his Divine Court, they were unable to keep up with the current consumption of soul energy, and could only barely maintain the clarity of their consciousness.

Li Yan looked at his two subordinates in front of him and his eyes flashed with viciousness. He took a step back slightly and stabbed his sword into the ground.

Hong Ling looked at the two officials who were flying towards him, then looked at Li Yan, who was about to disappear from the forest.

The metal pieces flew beside him like countless falling leaves and flowing butterflies, flying in the air and clashing with the two frantic soldiers who were dancing and waving their hands in the air.

Hong Ling casually picked up a falling long blade, and in a flash, he disappeared into the forest like a white ghost, chasing after Li Yan.

Bang! The two broken bodies heavily smashed into the ground. They looked like water bags with countless holes pierced in them. Scarlet blood seeped out from under their clothes and quickly gathered into a puddle of blood on the ground.

If one were to flip them over and pay close attention, one would see that the sharp blades had cut through their clothes, pierced into their skin, and embedded into their flesh and tendons.

In the eyes of the two people who died with grievances, there was shock, anger, resentment and also unwillingness. It was hatred for the betrayal of their captain Li Yan, and also unwillingness to die at Hong Ling's hands.

But Hong Ling could not see all of these, at this time, he was like a white lightning, staring at Li Yan who was getting closer and closer, his eyes filled with killing intent.