Chapter 746: The Death of Ye Lin

"Damn it, where the hell are those treasures?"

The face of Ying Wushou, one of the evil cultivators at the Swaying Realm, was filled with impatience.

He had clearly been among the first to rush in, yet he hadn't found a trace of any treasure so far, only finding a few hundred pieces of top-grade Immortal Source Stones.

However, for Ying Wushou, these Immortal Source Stones could be considered a windfall, which was the reason he was still searching.

But his patience was also on the verge of being exhausted at this moment.

Just then, he suddenly discovered a sneaky figure ahead.

"Stop!"

As a powerhouse of the Swaying Realm, Ying Wushou could travel ten thousand miles in an instant with a single thought, and he blocked the path directly in front of that figure.

"A Great Perfection of the Yin-Yang Realm, and you actually managed to appear this deep inside? It seems you have some skills, kid."

Ying Wushou stared at the man before him, who looked like a banished immortal, with a smirk, a trace of faint jealousy flashing in the depths of his eyes.

He was short in stature, and his appearance was even uglier.

Therefore, Ying Wushou detested handsome men and beautiful women; once he encountered them, they would basically have to suffer the agony of being skinned alive.

"Sen... sen... sen... senior... I stumbled in here by accident, please spare my life! Spare my life!" Ye Lin begged Ying Wushou while trembling, his face deathly pale.

"Spare you? Why should I spare you? What benefits can you give me?"

Ying Wushou sneered and pressed forward step by step toward Ye Lin.

"If Senior spares my life, this lowly one can tell Senior a secret! A great secret concerning this place! This lowly one can swear a Dao oath!" Ye Lin promised solemnly.

Hearing that Ye Lin was willing to swear a Dao oath, Ying Wushou's expression softened slightly.

"Oh? Then tell me, let me see if this secret is worth sparing your life for."

Ye Lin's Adam's apple couldn't help but bob up and down, a drop of cold sweat slid down the corner of his eye, and he stammered as he spoke.

"Senior, listen to me first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Wushou suddenly felt the sound of something piercing the air behind him; he turned around abruptly and slashed out with his blade, directly knocking away several flying swords.

"You, a Yin-Yang Realm cultivator, dare to ambush me? You have a lot of nerve!"

Ying Wushou turned his head in anger, but the next second he was scared deathly pale.

Because he saw Ye Lin holding a sword! A cyan-gold longsword covered in blood-red patterns!

Holding the longsword, Ye Lin slashed directly at Ying Wushou; the sword Qi surged, tearing the surrounding air and forming vacuum sword marks.

This sword strike was as fast as lightning, and its power was terrifying to the extreme, enough to pose a certain threat even to the Swaying Realm.

"Thousand Shadow Evasion Technique!"

Ying Wushou shrieked, and his entire body transformed into thousands of figures, making it impossible to tell which one was his true self.

The moment the sword light swept past, countless clones were killed.

But in the end, it failed to pose a fatal threat to Ying Wushou's true body, leaving only a bloodstain on his face.

After the strike, Ye Lin stepped on the Heavenly Dipper Void-Evasion Steps and turned to flee without hesitation.

A look of lingering fear remained on Ying Wushou's face.

He reached out to wipe his face, and after seeing the bright red blood on his fingers, the expression on his face became somewhat twisted, and a look of greed erupted in the depths of his eyes.

"No wonder, no wonder I couldn't find the treasures; it turns out the Innate Supreme Treasure here is in your hands, kid."

Ying Wushou grinned.

Just now, he hadn't expected a Yin-Yang Realm cultivator to be able to hurt him, which was why he gave Ye Lin a chance, but now he wouldn't give Ye Lin another one.

"Iron shoes are worn out in the search for something, only to find it without any effort; the Innate Supreme Treasure is mine!"

As a Swaying Realm cultivator, Ying Wushou caught up to Ye Lin in almost an instant.

Ye Lin's expression changed wildly, and he could only use the Wusheng Sword again to slash out a wave of sword energy, forcibly delaying Ying Wushou's speed in catching up.

However, facing the prepared Ying Wushou, this sword strike from Ye Lin couldn't even cause him any more harm before being directly shattered by Ying Wushou's blade.

"Kid, stop struggling; such a supreme treasure is not something you can possess. You can't even unleash the true power of an Innate Supreme Treasure!"

"Obediently hand over that sword, and I might consider giving you a more comfortable way to die."

"Otherwise, once I catch you later, I will turn your body into a corpse candle, seal your soul into a soul talisman, make you suffer the agony of burning for all eternity, and then refine your head into a chamber pot!"

Ying Wushou threatened Ye Lin, a cold, chilling light blooming in his eyes.

Ye Lin did not speak, only fleeing blindly.

"Forbidden Spell: Dance of the Instant!"

After activating the Dance of the Instant, Ye Lin's already extremely fast speed surged once again.

In the blink of an eye, he had put some distance between himself and Ying Wushou.

"Using a forbidden technique to increase speed? How long can you keep this up? It seems you are determined to struggle; then I will definitely extract your soul and torture it well later!"

Ying Wushou snorted coldly and chased straight after Ye Lin.

Ye Lin fled desperately, but as he ran, an innocent child holding a rattle suddenly appeared directly in front of him.

Ye Lin stopped in his tracks, a look of despair appearing in his eyes, and his face turned deathly pale.

Plague Child, Du Wen!

Two Swaying Realm experts, one in front and one behind, blocked all his paths; it could truly be called having a wolf in front and a tiger behind.

In this situation, he had nowhere left to run.

And at this moment, Du Wen also noticed the Wusheng Sword in Ye Lin's hand.

"A-le-le, so that sword is in your hands? I was wondering why I couldn't find it."

Du Wen walked up to Ye Lin with an innocent look, shaking his rattle.

"Big Brother, can you give that sword to me? Thank you~"

Ye Lin took half a step back with a pale face, and at this time, Ying Wushou also caught up and discovered Du Wen in front.

Ying Wushou shouted coldly.

"Du Wen, get lost, I discovered this person first!"

"Just because you discovered him first, he's yours? Then where is your mother? I'm going to go discover your mother, and then your mother will be mine," Du Wen laughed sweetly.

Ying Wushou reached out and grabbed one of Ye Lin's arms directly.

"Stop spouting this nonsense to me, he is mine!"

However, Du Wen was also unwilling to give up, directly reaching out to grab Ye Lin's other arm.

As soon as he made contact with Du Wen, Ye Lin was poisoned; black pustules grew on his skin, emitting a pungent, foul stench.

"Ah!!!"

Ye Lin let out a shrill scream and hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Two Seniors, please let me go, I am willing to offer up this sword, please spare my life!"

"Only now do you know how to beg for mercy? Too late!"

Ying Wushou was full of rage at this moment.

If it weren't for Ye Lin insisting on fleeing, he wouldn't have run into Du Wen; now, there was undoubtedly much more trouble in his attempt to seize the sword.

Ying Wushou vented all this anger onto Ye Lin; he grabbed Ye Lin's arm and pulled hard, not caring about Ye Lin's life at all.

And on the other side, Du Wen likewise did not care about Ye Lin's life or death.

As evil cultivators of the Swaying Realm, there were at least eighty or a hundred thousand people who had died at their hands; they didn't care at all about the life or death of a small Yin-Yang Realm cultivator.

The two of them pulled at the same time, and accompanied by a scream of extreme pain, Ye Lin's body was torn in two like a rag doll, blood splattered five paces away, and he died on the spot!