Chapter 479: The Wonderful Sound

Chapter 479: The Wonderful Sound

“Elder Yuan, have you made any discoveries?”

“The water source here is good, and there are no signs of fierce beasts’ activities.”

Elder Yuan entered Tian Lin, beginning to observe the environment, yet he couldn’t discern anything unusual.

The fluctuations in the spiritual power field of Tian Lin were growing stronger, but he had yet to find the cause.

He could only continue searching, moving toward the center of Tian Lin.

“Elder Yuan, trouble! Assassins have appeared in Tian Lin, killing many people!”

“Assassins? From which faction?”

“Unclear. Many cultivators are fighting over treasures, resulting in numerous injuries and deaths.”

“These people fighting and killing for a trifling gain are truly disgraceful.”

Elder Yuan sighed, as he had anticipated this outcome. After all, it wasn’t the first time such chaos had erupted. Treasure hunting in secret realms often led to fierce conflicts driven by greed.

Even within the sect, there were those who plotted against each other, let alone the outside factions.

“Shi Li and Shuqin have taken their disciples on a mission; I wonder how they’re faring. If these assassins managed to kill so many, they must be exceptionally skilled and well-prepared. I hope they can handle it.”

Elder Yuan was worried, and soon after, Liu Shuqin arrived with her disciples.

“Elder Yuan.”

“Hm? Shuqin, what’s the situation? Any findings?”

“The Refining Demon Sect has also shown up, and they’re making quite a commotion. Assassins have appeared in Tian Lin, and most of the deceased were killed by demonic techniques. They are likely from the Refining Demon Sect; we must be cautious,” Liu Shuqin said seriously.

“Another appearance by the Refining Demon Sect! It seems this demonic organization thrives on chaos. Today, I shall take action and eliminate them!”

Elder Yuan spoke earnestly, filled with righteous indignation. He had long-standing enmity with the Refining Demon Sect and could not tolerate their misdeeds.

“This spiritual power fluctuation might be related to them. We must uncover the cause and resolve it.”

“It will definitely be resolved, I believe so.”

Liu Shuqin’s words were resolute, but not merely because Elder Yuan was present. It was due to Lin Nuo’s presence.

She wasn’t doubting Elder Yuan’s capabilities; it was that Lin Nuo brought her reassurance.

A low-key, unassuming young hero, dedicated to the lives of the people, possessing courage and wisdom beyond his years, and skills that surpassed most, he had achieved numerous feats.

He acted alone, his thoughts difficult to comprehend, enigmatic yet more reliable than anyone else.

The assassins suddenly appearing in Tian Lin were surely no match for him.

“Elder Yuan, about the fluctuations in the spiritual power field…?”

“Still no substantial clues. We need to delve deeper into Tian Lin, everyone be cautious.”

Elder Yuan said sternly, leading his disciples deeper into Tian Lin to investigate.

However…

A more intense spiritual power disturbance manifested in Tian Lin, stronger than anything before, no longer just a slight fluctuation.

Liu Shuqin and the others felt the tremor, sensing an impending change in the atmosphere, their emotions starting to grow uneasy.

Elder Yuan felt his heart race; it was rare for such an experienced elder to be this tense, as if some monumental event were approaching.

Suddenly, some sarcastic remarks returned to his mind.

“Your achievements have come at the cost of innocent blood.”

“Elder of Xuanyun Sect, ruthlessly slaughtering the innocent.”

“People will go to great lengths to elevate their status.”

…

The mocking voices surged within his mind, tearing at his healing wounds, the pain only growing.

These suddenly emerging taunts nearly breached his defenses; he almost shouted back, “I didn’t!”

An elder who always upheld the principles of self-cultivation was unexpectedly provoked by these mysterious jeers, feeling utterly humiliated.

He hastily sat down to meditate, attempting to regain his composure; yet the mocking voices persisted, refusing to fade away.

Not just Elder Yuan, other cultivators encountered the same eerie mocking voices echoing in their minds, lingering long.

And these voices struck at their vulnerabilities, piercingly accurate, stirring their emotions into turmoil.

“What is this sound? Why…?”

“Can you hear it too?”

“Ah, you hear it as well?”

At that moment, Elder Yuan quickly spoke up:

“Someone is definitely trying to shake our resolve. Quickly, sit down and meditate to calm your emotions.”

The disciples obeyed, immediately sitting down in an attempt to stabilize the turbulence within.

Yet, they couldn’t succeed; the voices continued to erupt.

“It must be the issue with Tian Lin. We need to leave.”

Elder Yuan announced, standing up. Continuing deeper into the heart of Tian Lin was no longer feasible; they needed to retreat or face unimaginable consequences.

As a result, Elder Yuan immediately led Liu Shuqin and the others out, but the seed of disaster had already been sown within them.

…

At the center of Tian Lin.

“It has begun; the seeds of disaster have already been planted within them. Next, we can destroy them at will.”

As the main caster of this operation, Zhu Yu from the Dark Alliance laughed heartily, everything going smoothly. The seeds embedded in their bodies would transform into inner demons, slowly dismantling their mental defenses.

If they couldn’t overcome it, they would ultimately suffer a mental breakdown and perish.

Meanwhile, the Demon Cultivator Zhou Zi would assist Zhu Yu in collecting the energies of those who collapsed, forming energy clusters that would drift towards the center of Tian Lin upon their demise.

Suddenly, Zhu Yu frowned.

“What’s wrong? Is something amiss?” Longren Heng asked.

“There’s a kid; he’s actually suppressing my technique,” Zhu Yu exclaimed in surprise.

…

A few moments earlier.

Lin Nuo wiped the blood off his dagger with a cloth, stowed it away, and crouched down to search the fallen bodies for any rare treasures.

Found none; they were all poor and used shoddy goods.

Now, slipping into Tian Lin had been a thrill; he had been slashing away without pause.

Although it was exciting, it was tiring.

As the spiritual power fluctuations intensified, Lin Nuo became alert.

This didn’t seem like a natural phenomenon; it felt reminiscent of the time at Ru Yu Village.

Suddenly, sharp voices echoed in his mind.

“With just pure passion, in the end, no one can protect you.”

“Weaklings like you don’t deserve respect.”

“You’ve caused the deaths of many innocents.”

“Accept your fate; you will never become a great hero.”

Upon hearing this, Lin Nuo burst into laughter. What a wonderful sound!

In this era of being scolded, someone was finally praising him!

It was like a psychological attack aiming to breach one’s heart, ultimately leading to their collapse.

He knew this kind of mental sabotage existed, but it usually required someone to cast it face to face—he saw no one else around.

Perhaps it was related to the strong fluctuations of the spiritual power field coming from the center of Tian Lin.

The voice came again: “Your hands are stained with blood; you are an evil person.”

“Yes, yes, yes, you’re absolutely right, haha.”

Lin Nuo laughed heartily.