Chapter 1642: Chapter 1739: Fight Your Way Out
âWhat are you doing?â The Pill Refiners nearby all noticed Fang Linâs unusual actions and loudly questioned him.
Fang Lin ignored them completely, focusing solely on absorbing the Cauldron Qi by force. A peculiar flush appeared on his face as his aura surged wildly.
Huang Hanqing, the elderly woman, and two other elders witnessed this scene, their pupils shrinking instantly. Huang Hanqing let out an enraged roar and charged directly at Fang Lin.
âCourting death! How dare you absorb Cauldron Qi!â Huang Hanqing struck out fiercely, aiming a palm at Fang Lin to stop him.
Fang Lin snorted coldly, releasing eight Ancient Lamps of Flame God from the Nine Palace Bag all at once. The lamps unleashed blazing flames instantly.
Seeing this, Huang Hanqing halted abruptly, not daring to approach Fang Lin. His face was filled with utter terror.
Fang Lin, however, felt no hesitation. The eight Ancient Lamps of Flame God emanated raging seas of fire in all directions, engulfing many Pill Refiners in flames. Screams of anguish rose one after another.
âTake action together to stop him!â Huang Hanqing commanded the other three Pill Refiners of the Seven Cauldrons tier. The four of them were the most powerful figures present.
The elderly woman and the other two elders nodded and attacked Fang Lin in unison alongside Huang Hanqing.
Bang!!!
Flames surged like waves. Even with their combined efforts, Huang Hanqing and the other three couldnât avoid injuries inflicted by the Ancient Lamps of Flame God. The elderly woman suffered the worst, letting out agonized cries as flames clung to her. Half her body was nearly scorched.
Fang Lin waved his hand, putting Xu Yanbing, who was below, into the Beast Bag hanging at his waist. As someone who had been captured along with him, Fang Lin felt obliged to bring Xu Yanbing along.
As for the others, Fang Lin showed no mercy and had no inclination to save them. Even if he were to slaughter them all, he wouldnât feel a shred of guilt.
âItâs about time!â Fang Lin roared softly in his heart. His inner power had reached its limit, and finally, he managed to break through, stepping into the mid-stage of Minor Longevity.
With his realm breakthrough complete, Fang Lin wasted no time, as he sensed a surge of Sword Qi heading straight for him from afar.
The eight Ancient Lamps of Flame God merged into Fang Linâs body simultaneously, causing his strength to skyrocket to a level rivaling a Half-step Immortal.
At the same time, the True Dragon Indestructible Body was fully activated, and dragon roars echoed from within Fang Linâs body.
The Sword Qi descended from the heavens. Gritting his teeth, Fang Lin swung his right fist violently.
Boom!!!
A deafening explosion erupted as Fang Linâs entire body was sent flying into the rocky wall by the Sword Qi. His right arm was dripping with blood, with cuts so gruesome they exposed bone.
But Fang Lin still managed to block the sword strike, avoiding being killed in one decisive blow.
The Sealing Sword Pavilion Master had already sensed the chaotic events happening here. Although he had yet to arrive, he sent forth a wave of Sword Qi in an attempt to kill Fang Lin.
He hadnât anticipated that Fang Lin would conceal such formidable strength, now fully unleashed to fend off the Pavilion Masterâs attempted assault.
In the next moment, Fang Lin burst out from the rocky mountain and dashed toward the valleyâs exit.
The surviving Pill Refiners in the valley were stunned, but soon they also started sprinting towards the outside.
Outside the valley, the Black Scale Turtle had already defeated the four swordsmen, leaving them gravely injured and incapable of resisting further.
Just as the four were about to retreat, Fang Lin bolted out of the valley. In shock, the four attempted to intercept him.
âKill!â Without any hesitation, Fang Lin hurled both fists forward. The True Dragon Phantom and Kylin Phantom materialized simultaneously, roaring as they struck the four swordsmen, sending them flying.
These four swordsmen had already been wounded by the Black Scale Turtle and were in poor condition. Under Fang Linâs unrestrained power surge, they were sent hurtling away again, leaving them utterly debilitated and unable to pose any further threat to Fang Lin.
âWhere do you think youâre going?â A cold voice echoed out. It was a woman from the Eight Swordsmen who emerged, holding a small, exquisitely crafted ancient sword while storming toward Fang Lin.
Fang Lin dared not be careless. This womanâs strength far exceeded that of the four other swordsmen, though Fang Lin was far from deterred.
As the woman swung her sword, Fang Lin found himself surrounded by countless dense sword shadows, each brimming with murderous intent.
Left with no choice, Fang Lin unleashed the Heaven Step to break through the myriad sword shadows with brute force.
As the sword shadows vanished, the woman appeared directly before Fang Lin, her short sword aimed straight for his throat. Her movement was simple yet brutal, seeking a direct kill.
Fang Lin reacted swiftly, grabbing the womanâs wrist to stop the short sword from stabbing into him.
Unexpectedly, the woman responded just as quickly, transferring the short sword to her other hand and continuing the attack on Fang Lin.
With a soft slicing sound, a gash was opened on Fang Linâs neck, and blood immediately spurted out.
However, the sword strike only scraped Fang Linâs flesh and failed to fully sever his throat. The injury wasnât particularly severe.
Thanks to the True Dragon Indestructible Body, Fang Linâs physical resilience was akin to that of a True Dragonâs clone. Despite the swordâs sharpness, it wasnât enough to inflict a fatal wound.
Bang!
Fang Lin, enduring the pain of the sword strike, launched a fierce kick into the womanâs body, sending her flying far away.
The womanâs lips were tinged with blood, her eyes filled with shock. She hadnât expected the sheer power of Fang Linâs kick, which even her Great Longevity-tier body struggled to withstand.
Not wanting to drag the fight on, Fang Lin leaped into the air and fled in the distance, determined to escape before the arrival of the Sealing Sword Pavilion Master.
Fang Lin could evade the current group, but not necessarily the Pavilion Master. He had to get away before this formidable opponent arrived.
Whoosh!!!
The Black Scale Turtle swung its tail directly at Fang Lin. Cursing under his breath, Fang Lin stepped swiftly using the Nine Heavens Step Skill to dodge the attack.
Swish swish swish!!!
Three longswords shot toward Fang Linâs back, aiming directly for his vitals.
Without looking back, Fang Lin smacked his Nine Palace Bag, summoning an ancient spear into his hand.
The moment the ancient spear appeared, the Black Scale Turtle seemed startled, letting out a muffled roar and retreating several steps.
Seeing this, Fang Lin charged past the Black Scale Turtle. The colossal beast didnât block his way, clearly wary of the ancient spear in Fang Linâs hand.
As for the three incoming flying swords, they werenât as fortunateâswept away by the Black Scale Turtleâs tail.
The delayed arrival of the Sealing Sword Pavilion Master left him visibly displeased. He hadnât expected the Black Scale Turtle to disrupt his plans.
But he had no time to argue with the beast; his priority was recovering Fang Lin.
Escaping relentlessly, Fang Lin couldnât quite determine his location but knew he hadnât fully escaped danger. A lingering aura persisted behind him, impossible to shake off.
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