What Year Is It Tonight?
Qu Lingyin, hearing Lin Luochen’s words, unexpectedly defected, kicking him.
“Lin Luochen, what do you think I am?”
Lin Luochen said innocently, “Didn’t you say killing him is like slaughtering dogs?”
Qu Lingyin coldly snorted, “I’ll settle the score with you later!”
She darted out like a spirit, those corpse puppets closing in quickly, trying to stop her.
But Qu Lingyin casually grabbed a fire whip burning with black-red flame, and with a flick, sent the corpse puppets flying.
After those corpse puppets landed, their bodies were instantly enveloped in black flames, emitting shrill screams.
The man in black robe couldn’t help but change his expression, pinching incantations with both hands, and shouting, “Ten Thousand Trees Become a Prison!”
The surrounding trees grew wildly, thick vines twining like giant pythons, attempting to trap Qu Lingyin.
Qu Lingyin sneered, and with a fierce swing of her black fire whip, the whip shadow was like a dragon, turning the vines into ashes wherever it passed.
“A mere Wood Art, you dare to show off in front of me?”
She leaped up, a pair of flame wings spreading behind her, a torrential fire rain pouring down.
The man in black robe hurriedly summoned an azure wooden shield to block, but the black fire, upon contact, spread like a malignant tumor, burning through the shield in an instant.
“This fire is strange!”
The man in black robe retreated in terror, throwing out three emerald green poison needles from his sleeve; the needle tips glowed faintly, clearly poisoned with deadly poison.
Qu Lingyin neither dodged nor evaded; the whip shadow was like a curtain, striking down all the needles.
She pressed forward, the black fire whip splitting into nine whip shadows, attacking the man in black robe from different angles.
The man in black robe parried clumsily, both shocked and enraged.
He originally thought dealing with a Golden Core Realm kid and a corpse puppet would be easy, but he had unexpectedly met his match.
Qu Lingyin displayed her divine might, while Lin Luochen was struggling amidst the siege of corpse puppets.
Although these corpse puppets were scorched by karmic fire, they still retained their fighting ability and cooperated tacitly, forcing him into a perilous situation.
He pierced a corpse puppet’s head with his sword, and the other corpse puppets immediately filled the gap, their claws tearing his sleeves, leaving several bloody marks.
“Careful!”
Qu Lingyin caught sight of his predicament from her peripheral vision, and with a flick of her whip, a stream of black fire shot out like a meteor, igniting two corpse puppets.
The corpse puppets wailed and turned into fireballs, but the remaining three still clung tightly to Lin Luochen.
The man in black robe seized the opportunity to release a corpse puppet shimmering with golden light, its aura comparable to Mid Nascent Soul!
Golden Corpse!
Qu Lingyin furrowed her brows, sweeping with her karmic fire whip, but the Golden Corpse grabbed it.
The black fire burned on the Golden Corpse’s arm, but it did not spread as quickly as before.
The man in black robe laughed wildly, “This Golden Corpse was refined with Orichalcum and tempered with the essence blood of a thousand cultivators; how could you possibly overcome it?”
“Is that so?”
Qu Lingyin smiled slightly, a flame pattern appearing on her forehead, and stepped down.
“Karmic Fire Red Lotus, Burn All Eight Desolations!”
A black fire red lotus bloomed at her feet, enveloping the Golden Corpse, which let out a shrill roar and turned into charcoal in a few breaths.
The fire lotus instantly spread to the entire cave, and the remaining corpse puppets quickly turned to ashes.
The man in black robe, terrified, tried to escape, but was entangled by the karmic fire whip around his legs, and the karmic fire instantly consumed his entire body.
“Ah——!”
The man in black robe’s feet quickly turned to charcoal, and he rolled on the ground in pain, screaming repeatedly.
Lin Luochen said helplessly, “Can you use your ultimate move a little earlier next time?”
Qu Lingyin put away the red lotus and glared at him with a pale face.
“Say another word and I’ll burn you too.”
Lin Luochen curled his lips, walked towards the man, and asked with a smile:
“Senior Brother, can you tell me now who sent you?”
He used his sword to lift the mask of the man in black robe, and found that this person was the disciple who had registered his task, and he couldn’t help but be stunned.
“Die!”
The man in black robe seized the opportunity to attack, spitting out a green light that shot towards Lin Luochen.
Qu Lingyin was prepared; with a roll of her black fire whip, she struck down the green light, which was a poisoned wooden thorn.
A cold light flashed in her eyes, the whip tip like a viper’s strike, instantly piercing the man in black robe’s throat.
The man in black robe clutched his throat, his eyes filled with unwillingness and disbelief, his speech slurred.
“Impossible… I, a Nascent Soul… heh heh…”
Qu Lingyin said calmly, “So what if you’re a Nascent Soul? A waste is still a waste.”
Upon hearing this, the man in black robe died, and Lin Luochen searched his body, finding a token and several storage rings.
Lin Luochen looked at the mark on the token and said thoughtfully, “I wonder who sent him.”
Qu Lingyin put away the black fire and said faintly, “Who cares, quickly help set up the formation, don’t waste time.”
Lin Luochen smiled and nodded, “I obey Fairy Lingyin’s orders!”
A moment later, Lin Luochen stood in the center of the formation, intricate formation patterns under his feet flashing with a dark blue light, shining together with the spiritual power in the spirit stone mine.
He buried the corpse beauty, completely sealing the ice coffin, and gave her a self-protection command.
After all, the corpse beauty is neither alive nor dead, and entering the River of Time, who knows if something will happen.
At this moment, Lin Luochen had a cage hanging from his waist, inside which a groundhog was constantly jumping up and down.
Qu Lingyin was somewhat dumbfounded, “You wouldn’t want to take this thing to the River of Time, would you?”
“Yes, otherwise, I can’t give up!”
Lin Luochen’s voice made Qu Lingyin realize that this guy probably wasn’t completely ignorant.
He seemed to know that this trip wasn’t necessarily to the future!
Lin Luochen took a deep breath, activated the Fate Reversing Tablet, and began to recite the opening general principles of the Fate Reversal Art.
As the incantation sounded, the Azure Lotus in his Sea of Consciousness violently swayed, and two koi fish swam happily.
The surrounding air began to distort, and hazy mist seeped out from the void, gradually enveloping the entire cave.
Lin Luochen felt his spiritual power rapidly depleting, but it was far from enough to open the Demonic Eye.
He slammed his hands on the core of the formation, and the entire spirit stone mine instantly lit up with a dazzling blue light.
The vast spiritual power surged into the formation like a tide and was injected into his body through the formation patterns.
Lin Luochen felt like his body was about to explode, and quickly channeled the spiritual power into the Demonic Eye.
“Open!”
With a roar, the Demonic Eye on Lin Luochen’s forehead suddenly opened, and a dark golden beam of light shot straight into the sky.
Two koi fish soared up along the beam of light, tracing a magnificent trajectory in the night sky.
In an instant, the heavens and earth changed color, and a pitch-black river fell from the sky, completely engulfing him.
After a moment, only a spirit stone mine drained of spiritual power and the gradually dissipating traces of the formation remained.
Lin Luochen emerged from the familiar River of Time; thunder and lightning raged around him, and the Azure Lotus was also swaying precariously.
The groundhog he was carrying in the cage was jumping up and down, its fur standing on end, looking extremely terrified.
The Azure Lotus was tossed about by the River of Time, and streaks of thunderbolts continuously struck down, making the two koi fish struggle to survive.
The thunderbolts in the River of Time merged into one, and a gale came from nowhere, scaring Qu Lingyin terribly.
“No good, it’s the Wind of Desolation, Lin Luochen, quickly throw away the groundhog in your hand!”
Lin Luochen was about to say something, when the Fate Reversing Tablet and the Azure Lotus on his body suddenly lit up at the same time, protecting him.
But the groundhog in the cage wasn’t so lucky; with a gust of cold wind, it instantly became motionless and fell in the cage.
With the groundhog’s death, the gale began to calm down, leaving only the thunderbolts striking in the River of Time.
Lin Luochen was terrified and said in astonishment, “What is this?”
Qu Lingyin said with lingering fear, “It’s the Wind of Desolation, which can silently take away one’s soul and vitality, causing them to die an unnatural death.”
“It’s a good thing you have the Fate Reversing Tablet. You didn’t encounter it the first two times you came in, probably because of the Fate Reversing Tablet, but it seems it can only protect you.”
Lin Luochen looked at the groundhog that was already dead and said thoughtfully, “To be precise, it can protect things inside my body?”
Qu Lingyin hummed, “Probably, after all, I’m fine too. Do you still want to test it?”
Lin Luochen gave a wry smile; besides Qu Lingyin, he didn’t dare let anyone else’s soul enter his Sea of Consciousness.
Moreover, with a gust of the Wind of Desolation, the vitality of the body was instantly taken away.
Even if the soul is safe and sound, the soul has nowhere to rest, either body snatching, or cultivating the Corpse Dao or the Ghost Dao.
Lin Luochen skillfully put on his mask to prevent appearing in a strange space-time and causing any disaster.
He looked back, wanting to see if he could see his past self from his first entry into the River of Time.
But the rear was shrouded in heavy fog, and he couldn’t see any figures; Lin Luochen could only look around.
The surroundings were bizarre, and in the black river water, countless images seemed to flow rapidly past, but they were unclear.
Lin Luochen tried to touch it with his hand, but was bounced back by a force, unable to touch the river water.
He was about to continue trying when a familiar red light flew over, causing him to complain.
“How many times have you bumped into me?”
He just casually asked, but the red light actually responded, transmitting a deafening sound.
But the sound was completely unclear, rumbling like thunder, causing the River of Time to tremble.
Lin Luochen was shaken, his blood surging, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, almost being knocked unconscious.
“Fellow Daoist, let’s talk properly, don’t shout!”
But the surrounding sounds continued for a while before suddenly stopping, passing by him.
Lin Luochen was involuntarily swept into the river, emerged from it, his face pale.
Qu Lingyin said with lingering fear, “Don’t casually talk to future strong people, even across time, they can easily shake you to death!”
Lin Luochen coughed up blood repeatedly, terrified; he hadn’t expected to be injured like this just from saying a few words.
What kind of monster is this?
But without time to think, a second red light came, again engulfing Lin Luochen into the bottom of the river.
The world spun around him, and Lin Luochen didn’t even wait for the third azure light before completely fainting.
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Luochen was awakened by two dragon-transformed koi, falling from high above.
Torrential rain was falling from the sky; he currently didn’t even have the power of flight, weakly falling into a remote mountain range.
He struggled to get up, coughing up blood repeatedly, and couldn’t help but curse, “Why is it so painful, it feels like being hit by countless people!”
Qu Lingyin was not in his Spiritual Platform; she had suffered a greater impact than him and had not yet woken up, so she naturally didn’t answer him.
Lin Luochen felt a burning sensation in his forehead, and the surging demonic power flowed through his body again, but it made things worse.
“Damn it! This doesn’t seem to be the future!”
“Grandpa, is he a human?”
A childish voice suddenly came from the forest, and Lin Luochen sharply turned his head and shouted, “Who!”
He saw an Old Man in the forest covering a girl’s mouth, looking at him in terror.
“High Immortal, spare us, we’re just passing by, passing by, we’ll leave now!”
Lin Luochen heard the familiar Ancient Language, and his heart skipped a beat; he asked in a hoarse voice, “Wait a minute, what year and month is it now?”
The Old Man said fearfully, “Reporting to the High Immortal, it is the God-Demon Calendar, year 7504, May!”