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Inside the Ancient Desolate Graveyard's secret realm, Hong Ling and Lian Chengyue were quickly advancing forward as if they were two quick bolts of lightning.

As they got closer and closer to the date of the closure of the secret realm, the two of them did not continue to stay in the palace. Instead, they took advantage of the remaining time to search for new opportunities within the secret realm.

Both of them were cultivators in the early stages of Qi Refinement into Spirit. Because they had broken through the tenth Heavenly Fate Barrier, and also possessed the bloodline, they would not be in any danger within the secret realm. Even the previously powerful second stage Bone Beasts, under their combined efforts, would not be able to withstand ten moves.

After shattering a bone beast that was in the early stages of Qi Refinement into Spirit, Lian Chengyue took out the bone beast's beast core and casually threw it over to Hong Ling. She wasn't really that interested in things like cores, so she gave up on the idea of collecting them.

Lian Chengyue had always wanted to become a great doctor, so he gave all the spiritual medicines he had collected to her.

Using the Heavenly Desolate Sacred Flame to refine medicine was a pretty good idea, but Lian Chengyue had tried to refine it many times, and realised that she could not control the fire well at all. However, her current progress was very fast, and she believed that she would become a true alchemist soon.

"Hmm? It seems like someone is coming over! " Hong Ling said as his brows twitched. He sensed with his divine sense that someone was quickly approaching him.

"It's Lu You, who we met outside the secret realm!" Lian Chengyue stared at the figure that was rushing over, and said solemnly.

Lu You was one of the rogue cultivators who was in charge of opening the Heavenly Desolate Mystic Realm in the early stages of the Four Great Qi Refinement into Spirit s. At the beginning, he had even threatened to protect Hong Ling and Lian Chengyue.

He had obviously seen Hong Ling and Lian Chengyue before, but Lu You did not sense the cultivation levels of the two of them, so he gritted his teeth and chased away the people chasing after him, causing both Hong Ling and Lian Chengyue to be slightly surprised.

This Lu You obviously still had some conscience and was not willing to involve Lian Chengyue in this.

"Ah Yue, tell me, should we help him?" Hong Ling stared at Lu You who was slowly leaving, and said to Lian Chengyue who was by his side.

"Yes." "Of course we have to help him. The people chasing him are cultivators from the Four Major Sects. These guys are the most irritating. Naturally, we have to help Lu You!" Lian Chengyue revealed a faint smile, but if one looked carefully, they would see a barely discernible killing intent.

"Then, let's go!" Hong Ling smiled, then casually wrapped his arm around the girl's waist and carried her to fly forward.

She did not dislike Hong Ling's actions too much, it was just that the young man's attack was too sudden, catching her off guard.

Hong Ling carried Lian Chengyue and flew quickly. He had already reached the early stage of Qi Refinement into Spirit, so naturally, he did not feel any difficulty in flying, and the two of them moved extremely fast. In an instant, they already saw Lu You and the two people chasing after him.

Sensing the powerful aura from behind, Lu You and the two cultivators who were chasing after him suddenly stopped, and stared straight at Hong Ling and Lian Chengyue who were gently landing on the ground.

"I wonder why the two of you are following us?" The person who spoke was a member of the Sen Luo Sect. As he spoke, he had already mobilized his Authentic Qi to its limits, and stared at Hong Ling and Lian Chengyue with an expression of vigilance.

His companion was a cultivator from the Flowing Mist Pavilion with two daggers in his hands. At this moment, his cultivation base had also exploded.

They could not see through the cultivation levels of Hong Ling and Lian Chengyue, this was a very rare sight. Only those from the same sect who were stronger than them were able to completely restrain their auras. This pair of opposites were also able to do so. This could only mean that the strength of these two people was even higher than theirs.

"It's no big deal!" Hong Ling casually patted his sleeves, raised his head and laughed, "It's because I've been extremely poor recently, I wanted to borrow some money from the two brothers!"

The two cultivators were instantly taken aback. They didn't expect that this seemingly harmless youth would actually come to block the way and rob them.

"Are you here to rob?" The cultivator from Flowing Mist Pavilion stared at Hong Ling in disbelief.

"What? Doesn't that look like it? Could it be that I have to shout a few black words?" Hong Ling smiled as he stared at the two of them, "Okay, I will be driving on this road, and I will drive on this tree, if you want to fight, hmm, leave behind the money to buy the way!"

The two cultivators were instantly petrified. They really did not think that this young man would speak such vulgar words as he was used to robbing.

"Kid, do you know who we are? What sort of ending would we have if we were offended?" The Sen Luo Sect cultivators were so angry that they started laughing. The black longsword in their hands continued to buzz incessantly, supported by his Qi.

"I know. You're a disciple of the Concourse of the Underworld. As for that dagger over there, it's a disciple of the Flowing Mist Pavilion!" Hong Ling said indifferently.

"Since you know, how could you dare set your eyes on us? You brat, have you gone mad? Who gave you the guts to dare rob the cultivators of my four great sects?" The two daggers in the Flowing Mist Pavilion's hands continued to grind against each other, creating dazzling sparks.

"What, the cultivators of the four great sects are more respected than others and can't be robbed?" Hong Ling focused his gaze, and two killing intent flashed past his eyes.

"That's right, my Four Major Sects are also one of the top ten existences within the Great Chu Empire. As a sect disciple, naturally you cannot be so easily humiliated, kneel down by yourself, when are we willing to let you go and get up on your own? Otherwise, no one in the heavens or on earth will be able to save you from the hands of the Four Major Sects!"

The disciples of the Sen Luo Sect said arrogantly, as if they did not put Hong Ling and him in their eyes!

Hong Ling was speechless, why was it that cultivators from the Four Major Sects were born with the feeling that their father was superior to others?

"You want me to kneel?" He stared weirdly at the two cultivators who had just broken through to the early stages of Qi Refinement into Spirit, his face filled with helplessness.

"It's impossible for me to kneel. Why don't you all kneel and let me see!" As soon as his voice fell, his figure had already flashed out. The palm of his right hand slowly condensed into a blue colored halo.

"You're courting death!" When the Cultivators of the Sen Luo Sect saw that Hong Ling had attacked them without a word, their eyes were filled with rage. No one had ever dared to disregard their status as disciples of the Four Major Sects.

The Sen Luo Sect was a Ghost sect that had been passed down since the ancient times, and the Ancient Sect's Primordial Scripture was a Celestial Rank cultivation technique called the "Sen Luo Zhe Dao". The exact level had yet to be revealed, however, since the ancient times, the empire's name had changed by who knows how many times, and the Sen Luo Sect was still one of the top sects.

The black sword in the cultivator's hand was filled with a pitch-black ghost aura and was extremely cold. Hong Ling was currently using the Flowing Water Palm Technique, and after gathering his Authentic Qi and divine sense, he was actually not at a disadvantage at all.

Lu You, who was watching at the side, was terrified. He had never thought that the young man whom he had threatened to hand over the Heavenly Desolate Sword Token would now grow to the point that even he could attract his attention.

The more the Sen Luo Sect cultivators fought, the more shocked he was. He never would have thought that Hong Ling would be able to become his enemy with his bare hands, and not be at a disadvantage in the slightest.

This caused him to feel incomparably stifled. As a cultivator of the Four Major Sects, he had never feared cultivators of the same level before. However, this youth's arrogance was slowly being worn away bit by bit.

"Dammit! This boy has such powerful strength! Come and help me, let's kill him together!" He pushed Hong Ling back with his sword and shouted to the cultivator from Flowing Mist Pavilion behind him.

The cultivator pondered for a moment, then let out a roar and joined the battle.

Lian Chengyue stood at the side with interest, looking at Hong Ling's unflustered body that was still surrounded by the two, a bright light shining in his eyes.

After he advanced to the early stage of Qi Refinement into Spirit, Hong Ling's fighting strength had undergone a tremendous change, and was more than ten times stronger than when he first participated in the Heavenly Desolate Martial Meet.

If it wasn't for the fact that he had just advanced and was still not used to his cultivation level, the two cultivators would have already been defeated. He didn't want to kill them, so he used these two cultivators as a whetstone to improve his strength bit by bit.

"This kid is actually treating us as sharpening stones!" Killing intent flashed in the eyes of the Limitless Sword Cultivator, and the Authentic Qi on his body instantly turned incomparably berserk.

He truly did not think that the reason Hong Ling had been pestering them for so long was not because he was weak, but it was because he wanted to borrow their strength to temper himself, in order to take a step forward. He wanted to touch their Reverse Scale, since when did the cultivators of the Four Major Sects become the foil for others to practice their martial arts?

"Brat, how dare you insult us like this? From now on, no one in the world can save you. Even the little girl behind you will not be able to escape the palms of my Four Major Sects."

"You must pay a heavy price for this! And your families, must also die! " The cultivator from the Flowing Mist Pavilion said fiercely.

"Are you threatening me?" Hong Ling raised his eyebrows, as if he was thinking of the Hidden Dragon Village back then, and the killing intent in his eyes immediately became solid.

"That's not good. I don't like being threatened, and I'm even touching the people around me!" He sighed, "I didn't want to kill you, but why do you always have to challenge my bottom line!"

After the youth finished speaking, his figure flashed, and he appeared next to the Flowing Mist Pavilion cultivator.

The cultivator's reaction was fast indeed, he took out his dagger and pulled Hong Ling's carotid artery, but Hong Ling was faster, Hong Ling was faster, the young man extended his hand out like lightning, holding the steel dagger in his hand, he twisted it slightly.

Kacha, the dagger made of fine steel was actually broken by him with his bare hands. Hong Ling held onto the broken edge of the dagger, his other hand extended out to grab onto another dagger, and with a slight twist, Kacha, the only remaining dagger of the Flowing Mist Pavilion cultivator was destroyed again.

His figure quickly flashed backwards, wanting to increase the distance between him and Hong Ling, but a white figure flashed past, like lightning. With a pfft sound, he tightly clutched his throat, and unwillingly fell down.

That broken dagger had been pierced through his throat by Hong Ling, and currently, his life force was being taken away bit by bit. Looking at the youth dressed in white, his eyes were filled with unwillingness, however, the world had suddenly become deathly still and hazy.

Hong Ling quickly killed the cultivator from the Flowing Mist Pavilion who threatened him, and the other Sen Luo Sect cultivator seized the opportunity when Hong Ling was facing away from him, as the longsword in his hand quickly pierced towards the center of his back.

Without even looking back, the teenager grabbed with his empty right hand, the long sword was already grasped with his bare hand, causing his Authentic Qi s to tremble, the tyrannical Qi immediately scattered the Authentic Qi s that the cultivator gave to the sword, shattering the entire long sword.

In that instant, the Sen Luo Sect cultivator was so terrified that he wanted to retreat. However, how could Hong Ling let him go? The youth's body flashed, and the dagger in his left hand once again pierced through the Sen Luo Sect cultivator's chest.

After the cultivator suffered such a heavy blow, he quickly retreated as if nothing had happened.

"Hmm? "He actually didn't die?" Hong Ling looked at him, a look of doubt flashing past her eyes.

"Brat, just you wait. When I find the senior that is leading the team this time, I'll make sure you die a horrible death!"

The cultivator laughed sinisterly, and was about to retreat, but how could Hong Ling let him go so easily? With a thought, a ball of dark golden flames appeared in his right palm.

The youth's body flickered as he caught up to the currently running cultivator and fiercely pressed the Heavenly Desolate Sacred Flame to his back.

"Ah, what is this? No, my body has been smelted using the secret technique of the Ghost Dao. Normal weapons and flames cannot kill me. What kind of flame is this!" He struggled and was burnt into a human torch. In an instant, he was incinerated and disappeared without a trace.

Hong Ling clapped his hands and picked up the spatial rings of the two, then nodded towards Lu You and quickly left with Lian Chengyue.

Brother Lu You, the cultivators from the four major sects are rushing here right now. It's better for you to run for your life.

Lu You was hesitating on whether or not he should follow Hong Ling's figure, but after hearing what was said, he was completely shocked. The cultivators of the Four Major Sects were existences that he, a small itinerant cultivator, could not afford to provoke.