Chapter 688: The Refined and Easygoing Ye Lin

Black tribulation clouds slowly gathered.

Ten miles.

One hundred miles.

One thousand miles.

Ten thousand miles!

The oppressive black tribulation clouds almost completely shrouded the entire Joyous Union Sect, and the sky above the four great halls turned pitch black.

Looking up, one could only see slithering lightning snakes and the boundless black thunderclouds.

Many disciples who were busy with their own affairs couldn't help but stop, raising their heads to look at the thundering clouds above.

"What's going on? How could there be such terrifying thunderclouds? They've already suppressed ten thousand miles; could it be that some elder is breaking through?"

"It doesn't seem like it. Although these thunderclouds look vast and boundless, their actual power doesn't seem that strong. It's as if... many heavenly tribulations have been pieced together?"

"It couldn't possibly be hundreds of disciples breaking through at the same time, could it? That possibility is even smaller than the elders breaking through their realms."

The people of the Joyous Union Sect looked at the sudden anomaly, expressions of confusion appearing on their faces.

At this moment, the expression of Kang Qizu in the No-Thought Hall had already changed, and a look of terror appeared in his eyes.

Ye Lin had not lied to him; this guy had actually managed to create an artificial heavenly tribulation!

A look of ruthlessness appeared in Kang Qizu's eyes.

He did not sit and wait for death, but immediately seized the opportunity to strike.

"Eight Desolations Wither-and-Thrive Finger!"

Kang Qizu's movements were extremely fast, giving Ye Lin no time to react at all.

This time, he used every ounce of strength in his body, forcefully pointing a finger at the center of Ye Lin's brow.

Bang!

Ye Lin's head exploded instantly like a ripe watermelon.

Still not at ease, Kang Qizu took out a Soul-Suppressing Talisman and stuck it onto Ye Lin's headless corpse.

"Eight Desolations Extreme Fire!"

At the same time, he performed a hand seal again, and a yellow flame rose rapidly, wrapping Ye Lin's entire body within it.

The yellow flame carried a terrifying high temperature, causing the surrounding space to begin to distort.

And Ye Lin's body was quickly burned into a pile of ashes.

After finishing all this, Kang Qizu finally stopped, panting heavily.

He was not confident in dealing with the thunderclouds suppressing ten thousand miles above that were about to descend, so he could only strike first to resolve Ye Lin before anything else.

Kang Qizu had thought that as long as he dealt with Ye Lin, the ten-thousand-mile thunderclouds would naturally dissipate on their own.

But to his surprise, even though he had ground Ye Lin to dust, the thunderclouds in the sky showed no sign of dissipating; instead, they emitted even more violent fluctuations.

"How is this possible?"

Kang Qizu's face changed; if the caster was gone, how could the spell and divine ability still be maintained?

"If you're trash, just practice more; don't be so surprised by everything."

Ye Lin walked out from the side, completely unharmed. Seeing this, Kang Qizu's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"I clearly killed you twice, and the second time I even ground you to dust. How are you okay?"

"Have you never heard of a forbidden technique called the Substitute Death Art?"

Ye Lin raised his hand.

"Lightning, come!"

Above the sky, thunder descended, connecting with Ye Lin's palm, and silver-white lightning surged straight into the clouds.

With thunder in his palm, Ye Lin looked like a lightning immortal descended to the world, his deep eyes turning silver-white at this moment.

"If I can't beat your great-grandfather, can't I still beat you, grandson?"

Ye Lin waved his hand, and the brilliant, dazzling lightning struck toward Kang Qizu.

"If the next nine hundred and ninety-nine bolts of lightning don't manage to strike you dead, I'll leave."

"If they don't, then it's Heaven's will."

Before the first bolt of lightning had even landed on Kang Qizu, the second heavenly thunder followed right after!

A look of horror appeared in Kang Qizu's eyes. He finally understood what Ye Lin meant by the artificial heavenly tribulation he had mentioned earlier.

Even as a Yin-Yang Realm cultivator, he absolutely could not withstand such a terrifying heavenly tribulation.

The first heavenly thunder fell, and Kang Qizu barely resisted by manifesting a desolate shield.

The second heavenly thunder fell, and countless spiderweb-like cracks already appeared on his desolate shield.

The third heavenly thunder fell, and the desolate shield shattered upon impact. Kang Qizu retreated repeatedly, a strange flush appearing on his face.

"Not bad, three bolts of heavenly thunder didn't kill you. Hold on for another nine hundred and ninety-six, and you'll be safe." Ye Lin smiled.

Kang Qizu could not care about anything else and directly took out a token, on which the character for "Fury" was written in a flamboyant, dragon-like script.

"It's Elder Fury's identity token!"

Some disciples recognized the origin of the token, and their expressions changed.

The next second, Kang Qizu used Elder Fury's token to activate the No-Thought Hall's protective formation!

As evil cultivators, there were naturally many formations within the Joyous Union Sect capable of weakening lightning tribulations.

Otherwise, many evil cultivators would likely die every time they broke through a realm.

Once the No-Thought Hall's protective formation was raised, the thunderclouds gathering in the sky lost their effect on Kang Qizu.

From then on, no matter how the lightning fell, it would be blocked by the protective formation.

Having survived the disaster, Kang Qizu panted heavily, lingering fear still in his eyes.

It was fortunate that his great-grandfather doted on him and had given him the identity token; otherwise, he might have truly been struck dead by the heavenly thunder just now.

He really could not understand why someone in the Heaven-Tier Realm would have such bizarre methods.

Could the backlash of a forbidden technique be completely ignored by this guy?

After successfully blocking all the world-destroying wild lightning released by Ye Lin outside the protective formation, Kang Qizu's eyes gradually turned sinister.

"Attacking a member of the Punishment Hall is a crime compounded; you must have your soul and body destroyed!"

"No matter who you are or what your status is, I will have your life today!"

As he spoke, Kang Qizu used the identity token to borrow the power of the protective formation to kill Ye Lin directly.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Ye Lin suddenly looked at him with affection and seductive eyes, asking soulfully.

"Brother, I like you. Want to hook up?"

Kang Qizu froze in place, his burly body trembling, and the hand holding the identity token began to shake.

He was a Yin-Yang Realm cultivator with extremely developed hearing, so by the time he realized what he had heard, it was already too late.

The watching disciples of the No-Thought Hall were also stunned. Weren't these two fighting to the death a second ago? Why did they suddenly start confessing?

Not to mention... why is it kind of addictive to watch...

In this situation, it would be hard for anyone to remain indifferent.

It's like having a conflict with someone, the two of you are brawling, trading blows, and suddenly the other person says.

"Brother, you smell so good."

Would you panic in this situation? Would your gut tighten?

Just as Kang Qizu was stunned, three flying swords flew out silently from the darkness. One stabbed his kidney, one stabbed his gallbladder, and the last flying sword slashed horizontally, cutting off the hand he was holding the identity token with!

The severed arm holding the token traced a beautiful parabola and fell to the ground.

"Ah!!!"

Kang Qizu let out a shrill scream, and at this moment, Ye Lin arrived in front of him using the Heaven-Tier Evasion Step, raising his foot to kick him violently.

"You dog, still trying to suppress me with a formation? Keep using it then!"

Kang Qizu was kicked until he rolled all over the ground, and with two flying swords still stuck in him, he left two large pools of blood every time he rolled.

The disciples of the No-Thought Hall were confused again. Where did these flying swords come from? They clearly hadn't seen Ye Lin perform any sword techniques.

Wait!

A look of terror appeared on the faces of the No-Thought Hall disciples.

They seemed to know why the flying swords had suddenly flown out; Ye Lin's words just now weren't asking Kang Qizu if he wanted to become a cultivation partner, but were calling the three flying swords!

What kind of decent person gives flying swords names like that? Truly a member of the demonic path!

The disciples of the No-Thought Hall all shivered in unison.

At this time, Elder Fury also quickly arrived at the scene; he naturally sensed it when Kang Qizu used his identity token to activate the protective formation.

Seeing his precious great-grandson being kicked around by Ye Lin, his anger surged, and he sternly questioned.

"Ye Xiehong, what are you doing!"

Ye Lin was stunned for a moment. He was curious whether Elder Fury's eyes were just for show, or if his mask didn't have holes, as he couldn't even see such an obvious action.

But considering that he was a refined and easygoing person who always upheld the principle of being kind to others, Ye Lin still explained very thoughtfully.

"Hello, Elder Fury, I am currently kicking your grandson."