Hearing this, the surrounding Qingyun Sect Disciples, seeing Ye Lin's confidence, no longer hesitated and immediately dispersed, completely sealing off the exits.
"Qingyun Sect Disciples? What do you want to do?"
The Cultivators of evil, sensing something was wrong, vigilantly looked around, while in the very center, a terrifying Aura slowly rose.
"Evil Demon Altar?"
Ye Lin was most familiar with this Aura; it was precisely the Aura of the altar that had been in Qingshan City before.
These beasts actually dared to offer sacrifices openly in Xuan Yong City; they were truly audacious.
"Kill."
Ye Lin snorted coldly, and Evil Slayer appeared beside him, transforming into a streak of sword light that shot out instantly.
The surrounding Qi Training Stage Cultivators of evil had no power to resist whatsoever and died one after another under Evil Slayer.
"Presumptuous!"
At this moment, five figures flew from the distant sky, emitting a strong Foundation Establishment Initial Stage Aura.
"Qingyun Sect, you seek death."
The Cultivator of evil standing in the very center looked at his companions being killed below, his face full of rage.
"Sword Control Skill, Long Rainbow Piercing the Sun."
Ye Lin lightly shouted, and Evil Slayer immediately rushed towards the five Cultivators of evil in the sky, emitting sounds of tearing through the air.
Before, he lacked strength, so the Sword Control Skill could not be exposed, but now, what if it was exposed? Let the Heaven Sword Sect come and pursue him if they dared.
"What? Sword Control Skill?"
Hearing this, the five Cultivators of evil in the sky were immediately stunned.
A dignified Qingyun Sect Disciple actually knew the Heaven Sword Sect's sect-guarding Martial Skill?
But before they could be surprised, one of the Cultivators of evil was locked at the throat by a sword before he even had time to resist.
"I currently lack a large-scale attack Martial Skill."
Ye Lin pondered in his mind.
When there were many people, trying to kill them one by one was too laborious.
If he had a large-scale group attack Martial Skill, that would be even better.
The fourth layer of Sword Control Skill, Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin, was precisely a group attack, but even now, Ye Lin had no clue about that fourth layer.
"Everyone, quickly attack and kill this fellow."
With that, the four people in the sky attacked together, their powerful Aura causing the dust on the surrounding ground to fly.
"Star Chasing Moon Grabbing."
"Monkey Stealing Peaches."
"Cloud Seeking Hand."
"Four Ounces Deflecting a Thousand Pounds."
For a time, various Martial Skills were used, and the four figures instantly rushed towards Ye Lin at extreme speed.
"I was just wondering how to kill you all; standing together makes it much easier to kill."
Looking at the four people rushing towards him from the same direction, a strange glint flashed in Ye Lin's eyes.
"Tiger's Roar in the Mountains and Forests."
Accompanied by a shocking roar of a tiger, the four people in front of him had no power to resist whatsoever, and their four bodies exploded into a bloody mist.
An ordinary Foundation Establishment Stage Late Phase Cultivator could defeat four Foundation Establishment Initial Stage Cultivators in one move, let alone Ye Lin.
"You all keep an eye on the surroundings."
After Ye Lin finished speaking, he stepped on Evil Slayer and flew forward; that Aura was becoming increasingly dense.
"So Senior Brother Ye is a big shot at the Foundation Establishment Stage Late Phase; no wonder he has such confidence."
The surrounding Qingyun Sect Disciples looked at Ye Lin's back, a hint of longing flashing in their eyes.
Foundation Establishment Stage Late Phase, ah, they probably wouldn't be able to reach that height even if they worked hard their entire Lifespan?
Ye Lin, stepping on Evil Slayer, hovered in mid-air, looking at the scene before him, his anger even more evident on his face.
Ahead was a huge square, with a black altar in the center of the square, and beneath the altar, countless common people were bound: old people, children, youths, and adults.
And at this moment, without exception, a blood-red silk thread floated from above their heads towards the altar.
One by one, the common people rolled on the ground, and gradually, their bodies became shriveled.
And to the side, there was a huge steel cage, and inside the cage, at a glance, there were about a thousand people.
One batch finished, another batch was pulled out from the huge cage next to them, turning living common people into dried husks.
"Sword Control Skill, Long Rainbow Piercing the Sun."
Ye Lin stood with his hands behind his back on the rooftop, and Evil Slayer beside him transformed into a streak of sword light, flying towards the altar.
"Who is it?"
The next moment, the Black Robed Man sitting beside the altar suddenly opened his eyes and roared angrily.
Boom!
With a huge explosion, the entire altar instantly exploded, and the sacrifice process was also terminated.
"Damn it, damn it!"
The Cultivator of evil watched the altar explode, gritting his teeth, and looked up at Ye Lin on the tall building.
"Qingyun Sect Disciple? You truly deserve to die."
Wang Wu was extremely furious internally.
He was about to receive a reward from the Evil Demon and gain another year of Lifespan once the sacrifice was complete, but now, everything, everything was ruined.
He had three months left of his Lifespan; once three months passed, he would die from exhaustion of his Lifespan.
"Die for this old man!"
Wang Wu was incomparably enraged, he leaped into the air, holding a black long staff in his hand, and struck towards Ye Lin's head.
Just as the long staff was about to reach Ye Lin's head, Ye Lin reached out and grabbed the flying Evil Slayer, raising his sword to block.
Boom!
With a bang, Ye Lin's body slid backward.
"Yellow-haired brat, die for this old man!"
Wang Wu was filled with killing intent, giving Ye Lin no chance to react.
Generally, older Cultivators, during battle, unless it was a life-or-death crisis, would not use their full strength, because doing so would drastically reduce their Lifespan.
If their Lifespan wasn't long, they might even die before the fight was over.
But Wang Wu couldn't care less anymore; Ye Lin had destroyed everything he had.
Anyway, he was going to die one way or another, so having a Qingyun Sect Disciple as a 墊背 was not a loss.
"Three Swords of Life and Death, First Sword of Life."
Ye Lin activated the spiritual Qi within his body and slashed at Wang Wu with a sword.
Immediately, both of them retreated.
Wang Wu was using his last remaining Lifespan to fight Ye Lin, and his combat power was only stronger, not weaker, than that of an ordinary Foundation Establishment Stage Late Phase Cultivator.
"What are you three good-for-nothings still doing? My Lifespan is almost exhausted; when I die, all of you will die."
Wang Wu's face was filled with horror, both his arms trembling.
Ye Lin's sword just now, on the surface, he took it with extreme ease, but in reality, he had used all his strength and almost failed to block it.
"Die for me!"
After Wang Wu's furious scolding, the three Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Cultivators of evil who were watching the battle on the ground all came to their senses and rushed towards Ye Lin.
They couldn't run.
Now that the altar was interrupted, Lord Evil Demon would surely be incomparably furious.
If they ran back now, haha, they would probably be the ones to be absorbed.
"Scram, Sword Control Skill."
Ye Lin looked at the three rushing towards him and snorted coldly.
Evil Slayer in his right hand immediately flew towards the three, blocking them.
While using two things at once was a bit difficult for Ye Lin, it was enough.
"So arrogant, you don't even put this old man in your eyes.
Die for this old man!"
Seeing Ye Lin disregard him so much, Wang Wu slowly calmed his breathing, then raised his staff and struck at Ye Lin.
"old thing, die!"
"Tiger's Roar in the Mountains and Forests."
A earth-shattering roar of a tiger echoed throughout the square.
Wang Wu's body was instantly sent flying by a punch, falling towards the square like a rag doll.
"Seven Kill Fist, Kill!"
Ye Lin showed no mercy, using Magic Shadow Without Trace to follow closely, and unleashed a punch.
Half of Wang Wu's body was directly blown apart by Ye Lin, and the remaining half lay on the ground, completely lifeless.
"Yellow Rank High Grade treasure? Not bad."
Ye Lin squatted down, picked up the black staff in Wang Wu's hand, weighed it a few times, and put it into his space ring.
The treasure was good; it was his now.
