Chapter 671

Ye Lin rolled up his sleeves and rushed toward the man, and Sang Yankai couldn't hold him back.

"Hmph, daring to be so arrogant in the Withered Bone Wasteland, be careful not to even know how you died."

The man sneered, not wanting to bother with Ye Lin anymore, and turned to leave.

What he was wary of wasn't Ye Lin, but Sang Yankai standing to the side.

The man was very sensitive to aura; if his guess was correct, this fat man who looked honest and simple was very likely a Blood Cultivator at the Hunyuan Realm!

But Ye Lin had finally found another evil cultivator, so how could he let him go easily?

"Look quickly, black silk!"

Ye Lin suddenly shouted loudly.

Out of instinct, the man turned his head to take a look.

A glance that lasted an eternity.

And it was this glance that took his life.

The man didn't wait for the black silk he wanted to see, but instead waited for two flying swords as fast as lightning, which pierced through his chest one after the other.

Feeling his vitality constantly slipping away, the man looked at Ye Lin in disbelief.

"You f***ing named your flying swords 'Black Silk'?"

"Why, is it against the law?"

Ye Lin raised his eyebrows slightly. This move was naturally the top-tier Sword Control Technique he had learned from Jun Jun Chuanxiong, the Peak Master of the Martial Peak.

Due to the fire at the Yihong Zoo, the black silk Ye Lin brought from his world had gradually become popular throughout the Longevity Continent.

Therefore, when Jun Jun Chuanxiong heard at the time that Ye Lin had named one flying sword 'Look Quickly' and the other 'Black Silk', he was so angry he almost slapped Ye Lin to death on the spot.

They, as Sword Cultivators, had always faced enemies upright and honestly, opening the Heavenly Gate with one sword and severing eternity with another; how could such an insidious beast have emerged?

The man killed by the flying swords slowly fell to the ground. Before long, the skin of his corpse turned dark green.

Sang Yankai asked in horror.

"You even poison your flying swords?"

"Yeah, otherwise how can I guarantee a one-hit kill? It's not like I can hit the vital points every time," Ye Lin asked back with a puzzled face.

Sang Yankai felt a chill all over his body. He was suddenly somewhat glad that Ye Lin hadn't fought him that day.

Sang Yankai had a feeling that although his cultivation realm was much higher than Ye Lin's, if he were to fight him, he would very likely be tricked to death.

"These two swords are still low-level ones. I have another sword called 'Candy Girl,' which doesn't get involved in karma; the other sword is called 'Xiao Chuan,' which specializes in doing bad things."

"I also have a new version of the Immortal-Slaying Sword Array; I'll let you see it when there's a chance."

Ye Lin waved his hand, then took out the Ten Thousand Soul Banner to start collecting souls. After finishing, he extracted blood using the Blood God Eternal Refining, and finally turned the man into a pile of fly ash with Endless Devouring.

This whole process was smooth and practiced, so skilled that it left Sang Yankai dumbfounded.

"Why are you even using the Ten Thousand Soul Banner? Are you really a disciple of the Immortal Cloud Sect? Aren't you some undercover agent sent to the Immortal Cloud Sect by an evil sect?"

"Then let me ask you."

Ye Lin put away the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.

"Whether a person is of the righteous path or an evil cultivator, does it ultimately depend on their methods? Or their actions?"

Sang Yankai thought for a while and answered.

"Actions."

If one were to judge righteous or evil by methods, then he, who practiced the Blood Path, would definitely be an evil cultivator.

"Since it's actions, then is the Ten Thousand Soul Banner itself not divided into righteous or evil?" Ye Lin continued to ask.

Sang Yankai hesitated for a while and nodded.

"Then if my Ten Thousand Soul Banner only collects evil cultivators, doesn't the Ten Thousand Soul Banner become a righteous artifact that acts on behalf of heaven?"

Ye Lin's question struck straight to the heart, leaving Sang Yankai speechless.

If viewed from this perspective, what Ye Lin said really didn't seem to have any problems.

It was logically correct, but he always felt that something was not quite right.

After dealing with the man, Ye Lin and Sang Yankai began to go deep into the Withered Bone Wasteland.

Sang Yankai finally saw how much Ye Lin loathed evil cultivators.

Along the way, any evil cultivator within Ye Lin's sight couldn't escape his grasp.

Even if he had to chase for thousands of miles, Ye Lin would definitely grind the opponent to dust.

And Sang Yankai finally saw how heaven-defying Ye Lin's other flying swords were.

Some were called 'Wait a Moment,' some 'Be Careful,' some 'Watch Out Behind You'; anyway, none of them had a proper name.

What was even more outrageous was that Ye Lin had three flying swords: one called 'Brother,' one called 'I Like You,' and one called 'Wanna Gay?' The gesture for activating the flying swords was a hopeful rubbing of hands.

If the evil cultivator they met was a straight man, the opponent would be so scared that they would curse loudly, thereby ignoring the rapidly approaching flying swords; if the opponent had a penchant for the same sex, they would be killed in one hit.

Honestly, Sang Yankai had seen quite a few Sword Cultivators over the years, but he had never seen such a bizarre Sword Control Technique; he was simply a natural-born sword seed.

More importantly, besides practicing the sword, Ye Lin seemed to also practice talismans, body cultivation, and magic; the complexity of his methods left Sang Yankai stunned.

"Ye Lin, can I ask you a question?" Sang Yankai couldn't help but ask.

"Go ahead and ask."

Ye Lin was in a great mood at the moment. This Withered Bone Wasteland was truly a good place; he had only been here for less than half a month and had already broken through to the Great Perfection of the Earth Fiend Realm.

At this rate, he would be able to break through to the Heavenly Gang Realm in a while.

"Every cultivator has their own strengths and weaknesses. What exactly do you specialize in?" Sang Yankai asked.

"I know a little bit of everything."

Ye Lin killed all the way; as long as it was a living thing, he would go up, kill it, and then perform the three-piece set of soul collecting, blood extracting, and devouring.

Another half month passed, and a small city appeared in Ye Lin's field of vision.

This small city was not large and looked like it could accommodate at most a few tens of thousands of people.

Above the city gate, there was a small tower built from human skulls, and every ten steps, there would be someone sitting cross-legged.

Looking closely, one would find that those sitting cross-legged were already corpses; their crowns had been lifted, and their bodies were filled with candle wax.

These were not people at all, but clearly human candles!

Having been in the Withered Bone Wasteland for so long, this was the first time Ye Lin had seen a human city.

"Have you been to this place? How strong are the cultivators in this city?" Ye Lin asked Sang Yankai, who was beside him.

"I haven't been here, but there are very likely cultivators at the Seven Phases of Spirit level in here! I felt several auras that made my heart tremble."

Sang Yankai's expression was very solemn.

After a cultivator passes the Five Tribulations of the Dao, they step into the Seven Phases of Spirit, which are: Cave Profound, Floating Sway, Star Net, Spirit Vortex, Gathering Wheel, Nirvana, and Heavenly Mandate!

An evil cultivator who steps into the Seven Phases of Spirit has truly become a force to be reckoned with and can become a demon lord who dominates a region.

It was a man with disheveled hair, nearly two meters tall. He was squatting on the ground, grabbing the thigh of some unknown creature and biting it incessantly, his face covered in blood as he ate; he looked terrifying.

Upon hearing this, Ye Lin became more vigilant. He had originally planned to refine the entire city directly, but it seemed that wouldn't work for now; his current strength didn't quite support him in doing that.

However, he still intended to enter the city to see what a city where evil cultivators gathered would be like.

Just as Ye Lin and his companion were preparing to enter the city, they were blocked.

"Stop!"

A cultivator with evil, vertical pupils looked Ye Lin and Sang Yankai up and down.

"Bone-Shattering City only welcomes evil cultivators; non-evil cultivators are not allowed to enter!"

Ye Lin raised his eyebrows and asked back.

"I started hitting tiles at three years old and called everyone 'Mom' when I met them. Is that evil enough?"