Chapter 33

The young man sneered, his long saber glowing like a rainbow, bursting with a brilliant light that sliced through the darkness and slashed towards Lin Xuan.

This was a strike from the Sixth Rank of the Condensation Pulse stage, with overwhelming spiritual energy swirling around the blade, forming a tangible blade aura.

"Die!" The young man's face was twisted with malice.

"Damn it, be careful!" Tang Yu couldn't stop him in time and could only shout a warning to Lin Xuan with all his might.

The members of the Blood-colored Mercenary Group, witnessing this, also showed a look of tragic determination. Du Ping let out a long whistle, shaking off the Sixth Rank Spirit Warrior he was fighting.

"Brother Lin, get out of the way!"

"Hmph, how can a mere Fourth Rank Condensation Pulse kid possibly dodge? Lesser Group Leader is a genuine Sixth Rank Spirit Warrior. Du Ping, you're too naive. The next to die will be you and your Blood-colored Mercenary Group!"

The tangible blade aura instantly reached Lin Xuan, the violent force making his skin sting.

In the darkness, Lin Xuan remained abnormally calm. He stepped with the Instant Shadow Step, his body moving like a ghost, forcefully shifting a meter to the side and dodging the vicious strike.

Boom!

The place where Lin Xuan had stood was split open, the ground caving in. A strike from the Sixth Rank of the Condensation Pulse stage was indeed terrifying.

"Huh? You dodged?" The young man was slightly taken aback. "Interesting, kid. Not bad with your lightness skills. I wonder if you can dodge my second strike?" The young man laughed like a cat toying with a mouse.

A bright blade aura condensed on the blade again, and the young man, holding the saber in one hand, aimed at Lin Xuan.

Whoosh!

Three fine silver needles, as thin as cow hair, flew out, heading straight for the young man's back.

"Hmph!" The young man sneered, turning and grabbing with his hand, his palm enveloped in dazzling spiritual energy, instantly catching the three silver needles.

The young man's lips curled into a wicked smile as he looked at Tang Yu with evil intent: "Little beauty, I'll make you feel good in a moment!"

Seeing the young man's movement, Lin Xuan's eyes lit up.

Right now!

He gathered all his strength at the tip of his sword, leaping up like a brilliant meteor, cutting through the dark sky.

"Star from the Heavens!"

A flash of light seemed to tear through the void, illuminating the endless darkness.

The young man's face still wore a wicked smile, but the madness in his eyes gradually turned to fear. He struggled to raise his hand, trying to say something but only managing to make a gurgling sound.

His body convulsed, and he clutched his throat, but the blood continued to flow.

"You, you..." The young man couldn't believe he would die at the hands of a Fourth Rank Condensation Pulse cultivator.

Thud. The young man's body fell to the ground, the blood instantly staining the earth red.

Tang Yu's cherry lips were agape, staring at Lin Xuan in a daze. After a long while, she blushed and whispered, "So cool!"

"Group Leader, Group Leader is dead!" A cry of shock echoed through the night, reverberating through the mountains and forests.

"What? Impossible!" All the members of the Viper Mercenary Group shouted in disbelief. Group Leader was a Sixth Rank Spirit Warrior; who could kill him?

However, the corpse on the ground was too glaring, forcing them to accept the reality. The battle had already entered a white-hot stage, with both sides suffering casualties. But the young man's death still caused panic among the Viper Mercenary Group members.

Du Ping and the others were also deeply shocked. Lin Xuan's move was too fast, too fast for anyone to react.

"Brother Lin, well done!" Du Ping, covered in blood, but with excitement in his eyes, said. With the young man dead, they had a chance to survive!

Boom! The bearded man exchanged a punch with Du Ping and quickly moved to the young man's corpse.

"You actually killed Group Leader. The Viper Mercenary Group will never let you go!" The bearded middle-aged man's face was twisted with malice. With Group Leader dead, he would also face severe punishment upon returning. The Great Group Leader would go mad!

"Third Group Leader, what should we do?" The Viper Mercenary Group members gathered around.

"Roar!"

The fighting sounds had already alerted nearby beasts. The smell of blood now intensified, further stimulating these fierce beasts. Green eyes appeared around them, like floating ghost fires.

"Damn, it's the Black Demon Wolf pack!" Du Ping, supporting his injured brother, was filled with anxiety. The Viper Mercenary Group members also looked terrified, as if they had encountered something truly terrifying.

"Brother Lin, don't worry about these people. Break through quickly. These Black Demon Wolves are bloodthirsty and go crazy when stimulated by blood. They always appear in groups, and ordinary cultivators can't handle them."

Du Ping, while speaking, put his luggage on his back and waved to Lin Xuan. "Brother Lin, let's break through together!"

"Hmph! We, the Viper Mercenary Group, will remember this!" The Third Group Leader gritted his teeth, then glared at Lin Xuan, ignoring the corpse on the ground.

"Third Group Leader, Group Leader's body..."

"Shut up! We're surrounded by the Black Demon Wolf pack. Whether we can survive is uncertain. You still want to carry a corpse?"

"Everyone, gather your strength and fight to break through!" The Third Group Leader shouted and charged in a direction.

"Brother Lin, let's go!" Du Ping urged.

Lin Xuan glanced at the Viper Mercenary Group members. Since he had killed their Group Leader, he didn't plan to let them go, to avoid being hunted later. But the appearance of the Black Demon Wolf pack forced him to retreat.

"Go!" Lin Xuan pulled Tang Yu, closely following the Blood-colored Mercenary Group, preparing to break through.

Whoosh!

As soon as Lin Xuan and the others moved, the Black Demon Wolves also sprang into action. Over a hundred black wolves, baring their fangs, pounced on the corpses on the ground, but more chased after Lin Xuan and the others.

Thud! Thud!

Lin Xuan's long sword turned into a blood sword. With each strike, a Black Demon Wolf fell, making the Blood-colored Mercenary Group members' hearts race. They couldn't believe a Fourth Rank Spirit Warrior could be so powerful.

On the Viper Mercenary Group's side, screams of pain echoed as people fell one after another. It seemed only a third of them would survive.

Lin Xuan rapidly cleared the way, his long sword becoming a bolt of lightning, releasing boundless energy. After running for a long time, they finally shook off the Black Demon Wolves.

"Thanks to Brother Lin this time." Du Ping wiped the cold sweat from his face. "If you need anything in the future, just let us know!"

"Brother Du, you're too kind." Lin Xuan smiled, the previous coldness completely gone.

"Let's find a place to rest for the rest of the night."

"Dawn is approaching. If we stay together, we should be able to make it through." Du Fang looked around and said.

The seven of them found a clean spot to rest until the sky in the east turned white.

Early in the morning, Lin Xuan and Tang Yu parted ways with the Blood-colored Mercenary Group, quickly heading towards the Demon Pit. They finally reached the outer area by noon.

At this point, some people were already moving around nearby, and Lin Xuan even saw disciples of the Xuantian Sect.

"Go join them." Lin Xuan pointed to the combat team ahead and smiled.

"What about you?" Tang Yu pouted.

"I have some other matters to attend to." Lin Xuan put his hands behind his head. "I'll go seek opportunities, and you should wait obediently for your brother."

Lin Xuan waved and quickly disappeared into the forest.

"Little brat, always running so fast!" Tang Yu stomped her feet in anger.

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In a corner of the Demon Pit's outer area, a group of people in silver light armor gathered, with a bald man sitting in the middle. He cursed, "Where are the Third Group and the others? Damn, are they turtles?"

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