This was causing the duo to feel alarmed and afraid, let alone them, even Shangguan Mo also felt his heart racing. Smiling inwardly, he thought that if this trend continues, there is no guarantee that it will not attract the attention of people even in a million mile radius of NanDou City. Then it would be hard to say if even the Yuan Ying cultivators might come or not.
He was feeling anxious, wondering how was it that this Malignant Deity had not acted yet. If he was in that position, he would have killed everyone in all directions, only to add a deterrent effect with his vicious methods, in order to prevent such a phenomenon. Otherwise people would keep piling up and would cause trouble when possible.
Surrounded by countless cultivators, Li MuWan felt a bit scared, but after glancing at Wang Lin, she regained her peace of mind.
The coldness in Wang Lin’s eyes was getting increasingly heavy, and finally he stopped flying. Looking at the people all around, his lips curved into a cold smile, and projected his voice as cold as a glacier far and wide: “After three breaths, all those who remain here, Die!”
Then, he closed his eyes, after resting a bit, Wang Lin opened his eyes, as the red lightning flashed in his eyes. While his left hand released Li MuWan’s wrist and grabbed her at her belly, there wasn’t enough time to feel the soft body in his hands, as by that time he was already rushing backwards at a thunderous speed.
Ji Realm Divine Consciousness spread out like crazy, as a crystal light flew out from his mouth, and disappeared after flashing a few times, this was the first time, Wang Lin had launched large scale attacks.
Within the range of Ji Realm Divine Consciousness, Foundation building Cultivators were killed as simple as ants being crushed, letting out pitiful cries as they perished, as people who looked on in horror quickly retreated.
Gradually, most of the cultivators utilizing the LingQi in their bodies to the fullest, escaped rapidly. But they wouldn’t be able to go far before a crystal light would flash, their head would burst open, and they would die scattering blood everywhere.
Wang Lin was wearing an ice-cold expression, his eyes revealing ruthlessness. His two eyes would appear having cold light at first glance, wherever they would visit, each and every cultivator would die bleeding from all the seven apertures, howling miserably as he died.
[TLNote: the seven apertures of the human head = 2 eyes, 2 ears, 2 nostrils, 1 mouth ]
Each corpse that would fall from the sky, would get bound by the dragon tendons that would split off a branch and pull it back.
Wang Lin did not slow down in the slightest, his body moved even faster, he was picking off the Jie Dan cultivators, as for those Foundation building cultivators, he didn’t care in the slightest.
At this moment all the cultivators surrounding Wang Lin, were no longer feeling greedy, but instead deep fear. The “PUNISH” atop Wang Lin, for each person he killed became a bit more thicker in colour. By the end, in the night light, the colour of the “PUNISH” appeared as if it was oozing out thick blood.
Besides, the cultivators who were fearful and apprehensive tried to escape, but the mysterious and silent crystal light could kill a person in a single flash, as if it was a hidden assassin, harvesting one soul after another.
Within the time it takes to burn an incense stick, even those cultivators who had escaped far away also fell under the attack of the crystal light, killing most of them. Not to mention those who died under the Ji realm divine consciousness of Wang Lin.
The dragon tendons following behind Wang Lin, had tied down more than a thousand corpses, spreading densely and rampantly, it was like a cloak of corpses that flowed behind Wang Lin.
At this moment, thousands of miles away, amidst a dense fog, seven or eight old demonic cultivators, were all staring at Wang Lin in silence, frowning as the fear in their eyes was becoming more and more concentrated.