Chapter 732

The purple-red karmic fire burned fiercely, and the coldness that appeared with Ding Hanbin's sword intent began to melt like ice and snow when it touched the karmic fire.

That bone-chilling sword intent couldn't hurt Ye Lin at all, and it dissolved under the terrifying karmic fire one after another.

"Another forbidden technique, and this time, it's a fire-type forbidden technique!"

"How did he do it? He can actually master two completely different forbidden techniques!"

"Don't know, maybe it has something to do with the mysterious old lady he mentioned? That old lady sounds quite powerful."

The disciples under the stage showed horror in their eyes.

A person could actually use two completely different types of forbidden techniques so easily; this is completely unbelievable.

Many Immortal Cloud Sect elders showed shock in their eyes.

They were more knowledgeable than the disciples and soon had a bold guess.

Being able to strike across ranks from the Yin-Yang Realm to the Cave Profound Realm, and even being able to use forbidden techniques of various elements as ordinary attacks—this talent is absolutely top-tier.

And the top-tier talent is Forbidden!

Many elders looked up at the nine Peak Masters and Sect Master Fang Xitui.

When they saw that these people's faces were calm and there was no hint of surprise, the elders were even more certain of their guess.

The Sect Master and Peak Masters clearly already knew Ye Lin's true talent!

"What the hell!"

"Mom!"

"Help!"

"I'm not in the middle!"

The elders were shocked; their Immortal Cloud Sect actually had a disciple with Forbidden talent!

Seeing Ye Lin facing a direct disciple head-on and not falling behind, the nine Peak Masters were also full of emotion.

"The Yin-Yang Realm can strike across to the Cave Profound Realm. If the East Profound Sect Grand Competition were held a hundred years later, our Immortal Cloud Sect might be able to compete for the top ten under this kid's leadership!"

"The newly born spiritual root is too terrifying, naturally affinity with all elements, even the backlash from using forbidden techniques is minimal; he is born to challenge across ranks!"

"This kid hasn't even used his full strength yet; many of his methods haven't been used. Ding Hanbin is far from forcing out his limit!"

Now that Ye Lin had been in the Immortal Cloud Sect for several years and had learned all the skills of the nine Peak Masters, they naturally no longer feared exposing Ye Lin's identity as a Forbidden Spiritual Root.

Whether from the perspective of status or factual significance, Ye Lin was already a true Immortal Cloud Sect disciple.

Even if other major sects wanted to come and snatch people, they couldn't change this fact.

Seeing his full-strength sword strike resolved by Ye Lin again, Ding Hanbin was trembling all over.

In this battle, from beginning to end, he had a feeling of being played by Ye Lin.

He was led by the nose by Ye Lin the whole time, and couldn't even touch the other party; this feeling made him very uncomfortable.

Ding Hanbin, holding the long sword, suddenly calmed down.

He didn't attack Ye Lin like a headless fly anymore, wasting his own strength in vain.

Ding Hanbin closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm his emotions.

When he opened his eyes again, the bottom of Ding Hanbin's eyes was clear, without any distractions.

"You have been trying to anger me and disturb my mind. I have to admit that you did it very successfully, but everything ends here."

Clang!

Ding Hanbin's two fingers wiped lightly over the sword body; after calming his mind, his strength was clearly better exerted.

The long sword crossed his fingertips, and blood stained the sword body.

"I will use this sword to completely crush you. This is the strongest sword strike my master taught me!"

Ding Hanbin's gaze was firm, and he shouted coldly.

"Feed the sword with blood to sacrifice the vastness, the soul returns to the thousand mountains to bury the twilight snow!"

In an instant, this world resonated with the sword in Ding Hanbin's hand, snowflakes began to fall in the sky, and a giant sword phantom condensed, as if it could cut across a thousand mountains!

"What a terrifying sword intent! Has Senior Brother Ding Hanbin only reached the Cave Profound Realm and already understood the highest level of the Qianshan Twilight Snow sword intent?"

"A model for our generation, this sword strike is probably enough to sweep all Cave Profound Realm cultivators!"

"Worthy of being a proud student of Elder Fan Yecheng, looking at the entire Immortal Cloud Sect, there are not many disciples who can defeat Senior Brother Ding Hanbin in sword path!"

This terrifying sword strike drew exclamations from the watching disciples.

They vaguely had a premonition that perhaps the outcome between the two would be decided under this sword!

"The strongest sword strike your master taught you? Then I have to find him and ask him if he hid anything from you!"

Ye Lin rubbed his hands expectantly.

Ding Hanbin's expression couldn't help but change when he heard this.

"What do you mean? What happened to my master?"

"You'll see for yourself."

"Forbidden Spell: Spirits Return to the Afterlife Realm!"

Ye Lin grabbed with his hand, and the dark green spirit fire burned fiercely, and countless spirit creatures crawled out, forming a barrier to isolate everything.

He currently had no interest in exposing the existence of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner in front of everyone.

As a barrier forbidden spell, as long as it wasn't broken, even the Peak Masters couldn't peek into the situation inside the barrier.

The huge Spirits Return to the Afterlife Realm shrouded Ye Lin and Ding Hanbin together.

At this time, Ye Lin didn't pretend anymore and directly summoned Fan Yecheng from the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.

Seeing Fan Yecheng's soul body, Ding Hanbin was dumbfounded.

"Mas... Master?! Impossible! This is impossible!"

Ding Hanbin went crazy instantly; he hadn't been able to contact his mentor Fan Yecheng for the past few days.

He thought that Fan Yecheng was an elder of the Immortal Cloud Sect, so he couldn't have had an accident; at most, he was busy with something and couldn't care about him.

But Ding Hanbin never imagined that when the master and disciple met again, they would already be separated by life and death!

The psychological defense that Ding Hanbin had finally built was instantly crushed again.

Seeing Ding Hanbin's crazy appearance, Ye Lin also felt a bit unbearable, stepped forward, and patted his shoulder.

"Don't be like this. If Elder Fan Yecheng has a spirit in heaven, he definitely wouldn't want to see you so sad. By the way, he had some words to tell you before he died; let him tell you himself."

After Ye Lin finished speaking, he nodded at Fan Yecheng.

Fan Yecheng didn't say a word and immediately raised two blue-bottomed white-letter road signs.

"I miss you very much in the Ten Thousand Soul Banner."

"The wind that misses you still blew into the Ten Thousand Soul Banner."

Ding Hanbin was scared back several steps, his face full of horror.

"You... you killed my master and refined his soul body into a demonic evil weapon like the Ten Thousand Soul Banner?"

"Don't worry, he fed the demon with his body and entered the Ten Thousand Soul Banner voluntarily. He was very peaceful when he died and left this world with a smile." Ye Lin comforted.

"Really?" Ding Hanbin was suspicious.

"Of course it's fake; he died very painfully."