At the eastern city gate, Lin Shiming steered his Spirit Boat through the skies, and since he had one of the earlier batches of Foundation Establishment Pills, no one had caught up to him yet.
He stood at the very front of the Spirit Boat, just as his seventh great-uncle had done before.
He let the wild wind blow, letting his long hair fly behind him!
His Divine Sense stretched far and wide, at this moment, every rustle of grass and whisper of the wind over the vast land was within his sights.
But the next moment, he saw a Spirit Boat in the distance, flying towards him at an incredibly fast speed.
Lin Shiming's gaze immediately turned cold, and his body burst with Spirit Light.
He also steered the Spirit Boat with all his might.
"Elder uncle, get ready, there is danger!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yuzheng and Lin Houwei, among others, were also taken aback and quickly took out their Magic Artifacts, standing on the deck of the Spirit Boat, ready to attack at any moment!
"Fellow Daoist, why the rush? We have some fortune we'd like to share with you!" Seeing Lin Shiming speeding up, the bearded cultivator couldn't help but transmit his voice to him.
His demeanor and tone were quite amiable.
To an outsider, it might even seem like old acquaintances meeting.
But Lin Shiming was not some greenhorn fresh to the world.
The Spirit Boat's speed increased even more.
However, what worried Lin Shiming was that his Spirit Boat was merely an Intermediate Grade Third Rank Spirit Boat, while the other's was a Superior Grade Third Rank Spirit Boat.
He simply couldn't match the other's speed.
What was even more troubling was that with a Superior Grade Third Rank Spirit Boat, there would definitely be Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators, or even Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators on board.
This was precisely what Lin Shiming was extremely concerned about; Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators he could still fend off a little bit, but Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators, those beings were old foxes of unknown ages.
They had numerous tactics, strong magic power, and were also treacherous!
Lin Shiming continuously extended his Divine Sense to probe, but the other Spirit Boats clearly had formations protecting them, and he couldn't discern the cultivation levels of the cultivators on the other boat at all!
"Prepare to pick a place for the final battle!" Lin Shiming spoke and then took out a Storage Bag, throwing it to Lin Yuzheng.
Without knowing the cultivation levels of the other party, he could only prepare for the worst.
Escape was still impossible, he could only choose to fight on the ground, with his Purple Gold Vine and the Golden Winged Mantis he still had the power to fight.
The three obviously had a long history of collaboration. The middle-aged cultivator controlled the Profound Spirit Mountain, constantly smashing it towards them. In the process, he also unleashed three Inferior Grade Third Rank Flying Swords, while the man in blue robes, aside from the Spirit Drum, had also drawn an Intermediate Grade Third Rank Flying Sword.
Even Little Mustache had two Intermediate Grade Third Rank Flying Swords, and the three of them attacked Lin Shiming almost simultaneously.
"Rise!" Lin Shiming released the Purple Gold Vine he had prepared earlier, and instantly, the sky was filled with purple vines.
He closed in on the three assailants with the vines.
The three immediately retreated, controlling their Flying Swords to slice through the purple vines, causing countless vines to fall like rain.
As soon as the vines dispersed, Profound Spirit Mountain smashed down towards Lin Shiming again, followed by the man in blue robes beating that Spirit Drum!
"Tighten your Divine Sense, close off your hearing!" Lin Shiming quickly reminded the others.
The other three hurriedly did so, but this also caused Lin Shiming to lose control of the vines for a moment, and they had no choice but to keep retreating.
This played right into the hands of the man in blue robes and his two companions. Sooner or later, the Spirit Swords and Profound Spirit Mountain were bound to hit Lin Shiming.
Especially the Profound Spirit Mountain—if it landed, there was no chance of survival!
However, at the next moment, a dazzling golden light surged forward, blindingly bright.
The three assailants were also stunned. They had no weapons that emitted such golden light, but in the next moment, they saw a flurry of golden light descending upon them.
Then the middle-aged cultivator's head soared high into the air, and Profound Spirit Mountain lost control and fell to the ground as well.
Only then did the group see the appearance of the Golden Winged Mantis, and they were extremely horrified.
The man in blue robes even started to plead repeatedly,
"Fellow Daoist, there is a misunderstanding; this old man only wanted to explore the Secret Realm with you!"
The old man repeatedly grinned and pleaded, while Little Mustache quickly grasped the situation, knowing that without Profound Spirit Mountain, they stood no chance against Lin Shiming.
Lin Shiming himself was also in a daze; this was his first encounter with Foundation Establishment cultivators begging for mercy, but was begging really useful?
But in the next moment, to his horror, he felt an array of invisible silk threads shooting towards him.
The following instant, the Kuimu Shield directly shielded him, yet terrifyingly, it split in half, and the white strands of silk kept shooting towards his head.
The speed was extremely fast, and the terror was overwhelming.
At this time, the cultivator in blue robes started beating the drum once more!
With the sound of the drum, not only was Lin Shiming greatly affected, but the Golden Winged Mantis also emitted a piercing shriek, in extreme agony!