The Giant Demon Clan cultivator, Chi Xiong, narrowed his eyes and glanced at the extraterritorial battlefield passage in the sky. There was no rush now. As long as he entered it at the specified time, it would be fine.
At this time, Wang Lin was trying to snatch the soul flag from Teng Huayuan's hand, just to retrieve the souls of his parents trapped inside it. Even if he had to break an arm, he would do anything.
"Foundation Establishment boy, you killed my great-grandson. Today, I will definitely extract your soul and add it to my soul flag, so that you can neither live nor die!"
Wang Lin's face was full of murderous aura, watching the countless souls sweeping toward him. Could he only use all his spiritual power to form a barrier to resist the soul attack?
Seeing this, Li Muwan subconsciously tightened the teacup in her hand and said with raised eyebrows, "Brother, this Teng Huayuan actually used his loved ones' souls to attack. Such cruel means are simply unscrupulous."
"This is the world of cultivation." Lin Che replied calmly, "Wan'er, you must remember, the world of cultivation has always been a jungle—people are treacherous and deceitful. Those who are not strong enough will only die. You cannot be soft-hearted just because the enemy shows weakness."
Chi Xiong nodded and said, "Little girl, what Fellow Daoist Lin Che said is right. You're still young in cultivation and don't know the cruelty of this world. When you truly experience it, you'll find this kind of thing is all too common."
Li Muwan did not speak. She only felt the cultivation world was too cruel—completely different from what she knew before.
Since childhood, Li Muwan had lived in Luo He Sect in Huo Fen Country. With her brother and master's protection, she naturally rested easy, so she basically knew nothing of the world's cruelty.
Lin Che picked up the teacup on the table and looked at Wang Lin with a calm expression. At the same time, the final token symbolizing the extraterritorial battlefield was broken.
Seeing that the battlefield was about to disappear, Ye Zi, leader of the Corpse Yin Sect, was furious. He gnashed his teeth at Wang Lin and thought, "All Corpse Yin Sect disciples were annihilated, and the Nascent Soul Corpse couldn't enter..."
"Wang Lin, you deserve to be cut into pieces—your death is not a pity!"
Teng Huayuan looked at Wang Lin, who was devoured by souls, and laughed heartily. "Wang Lin, this battle is over. Next, I'll extract your soul and fuse it into my soul banner, letting you suffer endless torment before death."
Seeing Wang Lin gradually devoured by dead souls, the Nascent Soul cultivators sighed one after another. For tens of thousands of years, no Foundation Establishment cultivator ever fought against a Nascent Soul ancestor.
"So what of deep blood feuds, or great love and loyalty? Isn't it still the law of the jungle—where the strong bully the weak?"
"His ambition is admirable, his heart pitiful. We are ashamed."
Punnan Zi said lightly.
"True love should be like this."
A woman stood in the crowd.
She wore purple robes, breathtakingly beautiful, with long hair like a waterfall, phoenix eyes and cherry lips. Her beautiful eyes revealed a moving charm. Even the most resolute disciples couldn't help but feel their hearts skip a beat.
She was Liu Mei, a disciple of the Xuan Dao Sect.
As a leader among Xuan Dao Sect's inner disciples, Liu Mei was confident in her charm. Among her peers, few could resist her allure and many fell at her feet.
"Dad, Mom, am I wrong?" Wang Lin's body fell vertically, holding the souls of his parents, eyes full of tears, and laughed crazily. "Hahaha, cultivating immortals—so this is cultivation? Good! Very good!!!"
"Violence!"
Feeling the condensed energy within Wang Lin, both Teng Huayuan and Lin Yi stood up. Violence was extremely powerful—if used, the future possibilities would be limitless.
Then, a black light holding Wang Lin's parents' souls shot out instantly, pierced the blood curtain, and flew into the extraterritorial passage.
Seeing this, Lin Yi's hands trembled with excitement. He immediately flew toward the battlefield passage. "That's the bead!"
But with Lin Yi's strength, he couldn't enter the battlefield at all. He was blocked by the energy barrier and forced back.
The Giant Demon Clan powerhouse, Chi Xiong, threw Lin Yi to the ground and shouted angrily, "Lin Yi, the bead is mine. If you dare snatch it again, I'll kill you!"
Before Lin Yi could respond, Chi Xiong transformed into his true form again and entered the passage. As he entered, the extraterritorial battlefield completely closed.
Seeing this, Li Muwan looked confused, "Brother, what is that bead? Why would Diety Transformation experts fight over it at all costs?"
"I'll tell you later." Lin Che knew this wasn't the right time. Telling Li Muwan now might lead to unnecessary trouble.
Similarly, Lin Yi's expression was like the third emoji on your phone, stupidly frozen. After all, the Soul Transformation-level treasure was right before him, but he failed to grasp it. A great humiliation indeed.
"By the way, Senior Brother, I remember the battlefield opens every five hundred years. Why did you enter it a hundred years ago?"
"That's because Fellow Daoist Lin Che has extraordinary talent. The Planet Suzaku's Cultivation Alliance chose him to clean up the battlefield, helping him break through to Diety Transformation sooner."
Although Lin Yi was annoyed, he still answered calmly, "Fellow Daoist Lin Che's talent is unparalleled. He's the greatest prodigy of Planet Suzaku. If nothing unexpected had happened, he'd likely be in a more powerful cultivation country by now."
In the battlefield, most cultivators swallowed by space rifts become wandering souls. But Lin Che was the exception. Not only did he survive, but his cultivation also soared.
Lin Yi's gaze swept across Zhao Country's cultivators and coldly declared, "The passage is now closed. No sect from Zhao Country may enter! Leave at once!"
Then, Lin Yi looked toward Lin Che and bowed slightly, "Fellow Daoist Lin Che, may I invite you to chat?"
"Okay."
Lin Che did not refuse and followed him to the top floor of Tong Tian Tower. This room was private, filled with elixirs and herbs, along with several Diety Transformation magic weapons—clearly Lin Yi's resources.
Lin Yi personally poured tea for Lin Che and slowly asked, "Fellow Daoist Lin Che, I couldn't ask you earlier. Is your domain self-created?"
When a cultivator reaches the peak of late Nascent Soul stage, they must comprehend their own domain to break through. This domain also determines their future strength.
TL: I'm currently sleepy while translating this chapter. If there's any mistake, please point it out.