Immortality Begins With Internal Breathing-Chapter 338: Explode (II)

Bang, bang, bang!

After killing one and repelling another, precious time had been lost, and the attacks of the remaining three were already upon him. Lin Zheyu stepped with the Golden Goose Technique, his figure drifting and ghostlike as he weaved among the three. The Great Strength Vajra Fist slammed out again and again as he became entangled with them.

Soon, the one he had blasted away also rejoined the fight. The longer the battle went on, the more shocked they became. Five experts comparable to Force Transformation realm martial artists had surrounded and attempted to kill a Marrow Refining realm martial artist, yet not only had they failed to succeed, but they had also lost one of their own.

Strong recovery, crude combat skills, terrifying strength, and Baleful Yin force that is highly corrosive to martial artists, Lin Zheyu analyzed silently.

He moved among the four yao martial artists, probing repeatedly to gauge their strength. Unlike Lin Zheyu's calm composure, the four yao martial artists were filled with shock. In terms of strength, he did not lose to them. In terms of lightness and movement techniques, he was downright monstrous. In terms of combat experience and skill, he far surpassed them. Who exactly was hunting whom here?

Suddenly, someone could no longer hold on and shouted, "Damn it, this kid is a Force Transformation realm martial artist. Retreat!"

With that, he abruptly turned, broke away from the battlefield, and fled into the distance.

"Trying to run? Too late!" Lin Zheyu sneered coldly as golden blood qi was driven to its absolute peak in an instant.

Vast amounts of golden blood qi surged from his body, condensing into a five-clawed golden dragon around him. He stepped forward and, in an instant, appeared behind the martial artist who had turned to flee, before unleashing the Great Strength Vajra Fist with ferocious force.

Boom!

Terrifying power erupted as the punch reached extreme speed, sonic booms exploding through the mountain forest. From the corner of his eye, the yao martial artist glimpsed Lin Zheyu's figure and felt the terrifying aura erupting from him, along with the five-clawed golden dragon coiling around his body. Shock filled his heart as a powerful sense of danger struck. He wanted to evade but could not. Lin Zheyu's punch was simply too fast.

Splat!

The fist came down, and the yao martial artist's head exploded. Black blood and white brain matter, mixed with shards of flesh and bone, sprayed everywhere. Lin Zheyu flickered aside swiftly, his clothes remaining impeccably clean.

"Now it is your turn!" Lin Zheyu turned around and calmly looked at the remaining three yao martial artists.

The oppressive pressure of Dominance true intent spread outward. The five-clawed golden dragon coiling around him roared soundlessly, setting Lin Zheyu off as mighty and fierce. At this moment, he seemed to have transformed into a true wrathful Vajra. With the Great Strength Vajra Fist unleashed, demons were slain and driven back, daring not to face his edge.

"He really is a Force Transformation realm martial artist!"

"How is this possible!"

"Run!"

The remaining three abruptly halted, turned around, and scattered as they fled. Their true strength was only in the Marrow Refining realm. It was only after becoming yao martial artists and relying on Baleful Yin force that they had gained power comparable to Force Transformation realm experts. However, because Baleful Yin force was powerful, evil, and difficult to control, they could not fully unleash its strength. This was also why Duan Ping had sent all five of them together to hunt down Lin Zheyu.

Duan Ping had been watching in secret for a long time and knew how powerful Lin Zheyu was. Relying on those unfathomable lightness and movement techniques, not a single one of them could pose a threat to Lin Zheyu. But who would have thought that Lin Zheyu was apparently not in the Marrow Refining realm, but a Force Transformation realm expert? That five-clawed golden dragon was mistaken by them for a special form of true strength energy. After all, no one would ever imagine that someone could transform all the blood qi in their body into golden blood qi energy.

Boom!

Lin Zheyu moved. Terrifying power erupted, and the ground rumbled violently. It was as if he had truly transformed into a fearsome five-clawed golden dragon, chasing after the three yao martial artists at an astonishing speed close to the speed of sound.

Boom! Splat!

In the blink of an eye, Lin Zheyu appeared behind one of them and threw a punch, instantly blasting the head apart. He did not pause at all. Immediately after, the second yao martial artist's head was smashed like a watermelon by a single punch from him. When dealing with yao martial artists with terrifying recovery abilities, attacking their heads was the most effective method. No matter how strong their recovery was, once the head was gone, they could not come back to life.

Splat!

With one punch, he pierced straight through the chest of the last yao martial artist. Lin Zheyu did not kill him immediately, instead gripping the man by the throat and lifting him up. The immense force left the man gasping for breath.

"Speak. Why did you come after me?" Lin Zheyu asked coldly.

He was not completely certain, but his intuition told him that these people had come specifically for him. Thus, he decided to test the other party.

"Ke... keke... You... kill... kill me... then, my lord will... take... take revenge for me! Not only you... will die. The Wuji Sect... will also... die. The entire... Great Wei... will die..." The man sneered viciously, his speech broken and halting.

His eyes turned pitch black at an astonishing speed, the reason in his gaze fading away and being replaced by deep, sinister black pupils.

"Hm?"

Lin Zheyu narrowed his eyes slightly and stared intently at the man before him. After the other party completely lost his reason, the Baleful Yin force in his body surged out of control. Muscles across his body swelled and bulged rapidly like bubbles. Cracking sounds came from within his body as his bones shifted, and his frame actually began to grow taller.

Splat!

Before the yao martial artist could complete his transformation, Lin Zheyu struck out with a punch, instantly blasting his head apart. Even so, the headless body continued to undergo shocking changes, only at a gradually slowing pace. All signs of life had already vanished, leaving only the flesh of the body to undergo yao transformation due to contamination by Baleful Yin force.

"Just now, did he guess that he could not survive and choose to completely abandon himself, falling into demonhood?" Lin Zheyu looked at the corpse on the ground, feeling some curiosity about the transformation the yao martial artist had just undergone.

He looked at his right hand as a strand of black, red Baleful Yin force, seemingly alive, struggled to burrow into his body. Lin Zheyu controlled his blood qi to surge outward, drowning the Baleful Yin force. Very quickly, a sizzling sound rang out, and the black-red Baleful Yin force turned into a wisp of black smoke and dispersed into the air.

It is even more bizarre and powerful than the Yin force inside that living corpse in Daba Mountain.

When he was weaker, he had once used blood qi to neutralize the Yin force inside a living corpse. Roughly twenty to thirty units of blood qi were needed to counter one unit of Yin force within a living corpse. Now, after so many qualitative changes, his blood qi had completely transformed into golden blood qi and was far stronger than before—it was at least seventy to eighty times stronger. Yet to counter the Baleful Yin force within that yao martial artist just now, it still required two units of golden blood qi to neutralize one unit of Baleful Yin force.

If they were able to perfectly control this power, I would not be a match for any of them and could only turn and flee, Lin Zheyu thought to himself.

No matter how powerful the strength, it would only truly belong to you if it could be fully controlled. Otherwise, it would be like a child holding an axe. In Lin Zheyu's view, these yao martial artists were like weak children holding axes.

Lin Zheyu stepped forward and checked each of the bodies one by one. He found several bottles of medicinal pills, a few leather pouches containing medicinal powder, and several dozen taels of silver. There was nothing of real value. Looking at the chaotic scene, he pondered briefly and dealt with any traces he might have left behind, leaving everything else largely untouched.

Lin Zheyu planned to attribute the deaths of these people to a passing expert. After all, the situation was tense now, with many experts hunting those lurking in the shadows everywhere. An expert passing by and casually killing them was quite reasonable. After confirming that no traces revealing his strength or identity were left behind, he turned and headed toward Soaring Serpent Mountain.

"I hope Senior Sister is all right," Lin Zheyu said softly as he glanced in Gu Ye's direction.

The person fighting Senior Sister Gu Ye possessed terrifying strength, far beyond what he could handle at present. After his recent clashes with several yao martial artists, he had gained a rough understanding of his own strength. When fully unleashed, he could rival third-rate Force Transformation realm martial artists.

The true strength of Force Transformation realm martial artists was extremely formidable. In particular, the energy barrier formed by true strength was very difficult to break without true strength energy to counter it. Although the golden blood qi within Lin Zheyu could unleash tremendous power, he was only confident in breaking weaker true strength barriers.

Against stronger ones, he did not yet have sufficient confidence. If those five yao martial artists had been able, like the yao martial artist he encountered earlier at Wuji Manor under the alias Wang Chen, to form an external energy barrier with Baleful Yin force, he truly would not have been able to deal with them so easily.

"Stop! Who goes there?" Upon arriving at Soaring Serpent Mountain, Lin Zheyu was stopped by the guards at the foot of the mountain.

"I am Lin Zheyu. This is my identity token. Please go inside and report," Lin Zheyu said as he handed over the identity token.

The few disciples guarding the entrance showed surprise in their eyes upon hearing the name, but it quickly turned into respect.

"Greetings, Sir. Please wait a moment. I will go inside to inform them," the man said respectfully.

He had been stationed here for two years without returning to the sect. Although he had heard that a newly promoted true disciple had appeared within the sect, he had never seen him in person. With the situation tense, even with an identity token, he did not dare let an unfamiliar person enter Soaring Serpent Mountain.

"Mhm. By the way, has Senior Sister Gu Ye returned?" Lin Zheyu asked.

On the way back, he had slowed his pace considerably, and by the time he reached Soaring Serpent Mountain, quite some time had already passed. With Gu Ye's speed, she should have returned earlier than him.

"No. Other than Lord Lin, no one else has come today," the man replied respectfully.

"Alright. You go report first. There is no rush. I still need to wait for someone here," said Lin Zheyu.

He looked toward the direction where Gu Ye and that yao martial artist had been fighting, feeling worried that something might have happened to Senior Sister. Very soon, in less than five minutes, Lin Zheyu sensed a powerful aura rapidly approaching from the mountain forest. The tension in his heart finally eased.

"Whew. Junior Brother, it is such a relief that you are fine!" Gu Ye's figure emerged from the mountain forest. When she saw Lin Zheyu from afar, she finally felt completely at ease.

"Senior Sister, are you alright? Did you kill that yao martial artist?" Lin Zheyu went forward, took off his own robe, and draped it over her shoulders.

Gu Ye's clothes were in disarray and badly torn, revealing her bronze-toned, delicate skin. Worried about Lin Zheyu's safety, she had searched all the way without caring about her tattered clothing.

"Thank you," Gu Ye said with a smile as she accepted the robe.

She looked Lin Zheyu up and down and saw that he was still wearing the same clothes as before, without the slightest disorder, and with no sign that he had been in a fight. Her eyes filled with surprise.

Before Gu Ye could ask her question, Lin Zheyu asked with concern, "Senior Sister, are your injuries alright?"

Through Gu Ye's torn clothes, one could see wounds of various sizes across her body, with thin wisps of black smoke still rising from them. This was the black smoke released after the Baleful Yin force had been driven out by true strength. Clearly, that yao martial artist's strength had been terrifying, and the Baleful Yin force within him was extremely powerful. Even now, Gu Ye had not managed to completely expel it.

"It's nothing. These are just minor injuries," Gu Ye said with a hearty laugh.