Lin Yun, of course, was unaware of the situation outside. But in his mind, Jiang Qingshuang was already severely injured and would be unable to exert her full strength for some time. He, on the other hand, was different. After everything he had experienced, the current Lin Yun was brimming with confidence. If he had felt some apprehension before, that feeling was now gone, replaced by something else entirely.
This was especially true after Jing Kong had helped him regulate the killing intent within his body. It had filled Lin Yun with an unshakable self-assurance. He was now extremely adept at using his domain of slaughter, and he was confident that he could easily control the entire situation.
His enemies' methods were formidable, but Lin Yun's own rate of growth was incredibly fast. He believed that with his talent and abilities, he would one day defeat them all.
"Although your cultivation has progressed this time, and you have laid a more solid foundation for yourself, you must not become too arrogant and conceited. There is still a hard battle ahead."
Jing Kong looked at Lin Yun, knew what he was thinking, and offered this quiet reminder.
His words brought Lin Yun back to reality. Indeed, he was still in enemy territory. Even with his current strength, he couldn't be completely certain of the outcome. The Vajra Sect was powerful, but the Myriad Evils Valley was not to be trifled with either. Since they dared to trap the Vajra Sect here, they obviously had their own plans.
"Rest assured, Senior. I know that someone will come looking for trouble with us. But I will absolutely not let them succeed. I will ensure that the Vajra Sect leaves this place safe and sound."
Jing Kong nodded with a smile. "For now, you need not worry about the Myriad Evils Valley. Those fellows know they are no match for us and will certainly not go all-out. The ones who will truly give us a headache are the Crimson Ghost Sect."
Jing Kong understood the Myriad Evils Valley well. They had been forcibly dragged into this affair from the start and were not enthusiastic about the war. Otherwise, they would have already tried every means possible to torture the disciples of the Vajra Sect. The reason they maintained their current stance was simply to save face for both sides, hoping to avoid making things too ugly in the future.
But since the Vajra Sect now intended to leave, it would be a battle of life and death. Anyone who stood in their way would have to pay the price.
Lin Yun knew this and was prepared for battle.
Liu Xiaolu whispered from the side, "The sect was discussing this issue long ago. Many disciples hoped we would make a move against the Vajra Sect. But I think for the entire Myriad Evils Valley, it was all just talk. When it really came time to act, not a single one of them would have the courage."
With Lin Yun and Liu Xiaolu's arrival, Jing Kong had finally seen one of his dearest wishes fulfilled. Since the matter of their imprisonment was settled, it was now indeed time to stop the Crimson Ghost Sect.
"The Desolate-Suppressing Hall has not appeared for many years, which has been an absolute blessing for the entire cultivation world. But now, the Crimson Ghost Sect wants to summon it. This will inevitably cause a storm of blood and slaughter. My Buddha is compassionate; I cannot allow their dark conspiracy to succeed."
As Jing Kong spoke, his thoughts seemed to drift to a distant past. The last time the Desolate-Suppressing Hall had appeared, it had been a catastrophe for the entire cultivation world. Many sects were drawn into that great war, and countless young prodigies of that era died in the conflict. No one knew what the Desolate-Suppressing Hall truly held, but for those drawn to it, it seemed to be the one true destination of cultivation.
No matter what, he would absolutely not allow such a thing to happen a second time.
Soon, the group began to move. Although a few disciples from the Myriad Evils Valley had thoughts of resisting, their strength was insufficient. Before they could do anything, they were completely suppressed.
Jing Kong walked at the very front, chanting righteously, "My Buddha is compassionate and does not wish to harm others. But if you dare to resist again, even a Vajra can get angry."
Faced with Jing Kong's fierce gaze, many of the Myriad Evils Valley disciples retreated step by step.
Just as the group had taken a few steps, a stream of light descended rapidly from the sky. In the next moment, Jiang Qingshuang's figure appeared.
"You have some nerve," she hissed. "First, you use a trick to severely injure me, and then you come here to free the Vajra Sect. You little whelp, you're just as troublesome as they said."
Jiang Qingshuang's icy gaze was fixed on Lin Yun. If it weren't for this boy, the entire situation would not have devolved into its current state.
Lin Yun, however, looked back at her without a trace of fear. "Since the Vajra Sect wishes to leave, why must you stand in their way? You should know that with your own strength, you are not strong enough to defeat them."
Lin Yun had to admit, he was feeling a bit arrogant right now. After all, he knew Jing Kong's true power was right there beside him.
Seeing his triumphant expression, Jiang Qingshuang just sneered. "He's just an old bald donkey. Others may fear him, but that doesn't mean I do. Last time, you were lucky to slip through my fingers. But this time, don't even think about escaping. All of you will die here today!"
As she spoke, the Yuan Qi around her gathered, and she threw a punch.
Lin Yun's expression hardened. "Just in time."
He strode forward like a meteor, his hands spreading open as if stirring the waters of a lake.
Using softness to overcome hardness. It was the very essence of the Myriad Blossoms Sword Style.
Jiang Qingshuang's face darkened. This boy was truly a handful. He had already displayed an endless array of techniques before. Now, he was showing even more unique skills. She acknowledged that Lin Yun might very well have reached the Sky-Soaring Realm, but that alone was far from enough.
"White Corpse-King, shouldn't you stop messing around here?"
Just then, Jing Kong sighed. He just waved his hand. A flash of golden light shot out.
Jiang Qingshuang's expression changed. Her figure instantly flickered away, retreating.
What a powerful bald donkey, she thought to herself. She had heard some rumors before coming here, but Jing Kong's strength and methods were truly beyond her expectations. If he's so strong, how was he trapped here?
"Old bald donkey, do you wish to die first?" she snarled.
Jing Kong just smiled. "This old monk is standing right here. I wonder, among all of you present, who can harm me?"
He was supremely confident. And to this, not a single person from the Myriad Evils Valley dared to step forward and refute him.
What a joke. If they could have killed him, they would have done so long ago. The fact that they hadn't made a move clearly meant they lacked the ability.
"Reinforcements from the Crimson Ghost Sect will be here soon," Jiang Qingshuang threatened. "Do you want to test your luck, old monk?"