Chapter 681: Genius or Trash

This is a big mountain outside the Holy Spring Temple, stretching for hundreds of feet. The weakest ferocious beast in the mountain is at level three or four hundred.

In the mountains, there are clusters of ancient trees and the air is filled with miasma.

In the center of this mountain, there is a stone wall, about ten feet high, rising straight into the sky.

There are densely packed words carved on the stone wall, emitting a faint golden glow, showing its extraordinaryness.

At this moment, there were two young men sitting cross-legged, and in front of them was a guqin.

The melodious music resounded, so pleasant to the ears that it made the entire mountain tremble slightly.

Both of them looked a little pale.

This piece of music is the entry-level trial song of the Xuanming Sect, and everyone has to play it three times.

"Okay, this is the last time, let's go."

A young man opened his eyes and said calmly.

The other person also breathed a sigh of relief.

The two men stood up and prepared to walk towards the outside of the stone wall.

However, at this moment, the stone wall shook suddenly and a crack appeared. A cold wind blew in, stirring up a gust of sand and stones, blurring the vision of the two people.

The two men immediately became alert, holding swords in their hands and looking at the stone wall warily.

A strange laugh rang out.

Immediately, a ball of pitch-black ghost fire appeared out of thin air, hanging in the air, burning faintly like a ghost lantern.

Weird and unpredictable.

"This is……"

The two's pupils shrank sharply.

"Young man, just give your body to me obediently. I promise to bring you back to life."

The will-o'-the-wisp made a strange sound again.

"Pretend to be a ghost."

One of them snorted coldly, took a few steps forward, and slashed at the will-o'-the-wisp with a long knife in his hand.

However, just as he rushed to the front of the ghost fire, the ghost fire suddenly split apart, turning into eight ghost babies, which hugged the man and quickly drilled into his body.

In an instant, an extremely shrill scream suddenly rang out.

In just a moment, the man fell in a pool of blood.

His skin had dried up like dry tree bark, and his face was covered with wrinkles, like an old man on his deathbed.

"Brother, help me."

The other young man was so frightened that he quickly took out a pill and swallowed it.

However, after taking the pill, his body not only did not recover, but became even drier, like a piece of dry wood that had all the water sucked out.

In just a few breaths, the man had become emaciated and looked like a skeleton.

And between his brows, nine blood-colored symbols suddenly appeared, looking hideous and evil.

Suddenly, a ball of black mist surged out from his body and swallowed him up in an instant. He disappeared on the spot without even a trace left.

"Come out."

The old man's voice fell, accompanied by a powerful attack.

Lin Chen waved his hand casually to release the strength, and slowly walked out from behind the stone. He saw everything that had just happened clearly, and he did not choose to take action because he did not know those two people.

He stared at the stone wall in front of him with a cold gaze and said coldly: "I don't mean to disturb you, I'll leave now."

Another sinister voice was heard, and then a pair of dry arms stretched out from the cracks in the stone wall and slowly reached out.

A hunched figure crawled out from the stone wall.

"Little guy, you are so brave to break in here."

This is an old man who is skin and bones, with wrinkles all over his face, dark yellow skin, and a dying look. He may die at any time.

"What do you mean?" Lin Chen asked with narrowed eyes.

"I have been cultivating in seclusion here, but who would have thought that my peace would be disturbed? Boy, I will take your life today to prevent you from suffering in the future."

Accompanied by a shrill strange laugh, the old man's figure flashed, and in an instant he came in front of Lin Chen, and slapped Lin Chen with his sharp palm.

Lin Chen's eyes were cold, and he punched out with his right hand. The terrifying force burst out and hit the old man directly in the chest.

Several bones in the old man's body were broken and he flew out backwards.

However, the next moment, Lin Chen was stunned.

After the old man landed on the ground, he slowly stood up. His internal organs had been shattered by Lin Chen's punch, but he was still alive and well.

"Such pure masculine energy. Thank you for the gift, my friend. It has helped me recover a little bit of my physical body."

The old man laughed wildly, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant to the ear, but filled with deep joy.

His body was shaking, but he held on and walked towards Lin Chen step by step.

"What a monster! He's almost dead, why doesn't he fall down?"

Lin Chen was filled with doubts and felt very strange.

At this time, the old man finally walked to Lin Chen's side, his eyes were bloodshot, and his wrinkled hands grabbed Lin Chen's shoulders. Then he used all his strength and exerted force suddenly, as if he wanted to pinch Lin Chen into a meat patty.

"Little guy, I admit that I misjudged you. I thought you were a genius, but you turned out to be a waste."

The old man laughed strangely, looking confident of victory, as if he could kill Lin Chen immediately, then imprison his soul and refine it into his own nourishment.

Lin Chen's eyes were calm as he let the old man do what he wanted, but his mind was working frantically, trying to find a way to escape.

"This time, I will see which demons and monsters dare to interfere..."

Before he finished speaking, his expression changed.

Because he felt that the arm that he was holding on Lin Chen's shoulder was like being stuck in a quagmire and he couldn't get free at all.

"How is it possible?" The old man was shocked and angry.

"You underestimate me too much."

Lin Chen grinned, revealing his snow-white teeth, with a bright smile.

Although his words were gentle, they were filled with endless murderous intent.

A powerful murderous aura emanated from Lin Chen's body. In an instant, the surrounding temperature dropped to a terrifying level. Pieces of frost spread out, covering the old man entirely.

"Ah... Damn, what on earth is this..."

The old man screamed, and a thick layer of frost condensed on the surface of his body. He even felt that his soul was showing signs of freezing.

"Boy, give up resistance. Any resistance is futile in front of me."

The old man sneered.

However, upon hearing this, Lin Chen smiled indifferently and said, "Old man, this is just a trivial trick, how can it be called a magic?"

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers and a flame shot into his body.

In an instant, a shrill scream came from his body, and then the thin layer of ice began to melt rapidly.

"How is this possible? What kind of flame is this..."

The old man's eyes widened in horror.

He was an expert at using fire and was extremely sensitive to flames. He immediately sensed that the flames released by Lin Chen were a hundred times more powerful than his own.

But he won't give up.

He exhaled deeply, and then his eyes flashed with determination: "It seems that you won't be convinced unless I show some strength."