Chapter 19: Soaring Through the Ninth Heaven (Seeking Collection Support!)

  "Puff puff puff!"

  A dense crashing sound came, the sound seemed a bit dull, not the sound of metal clashing, but rather like the sound of colliding with **. Sun Lin's face showed a surprised expression, and the feeling in his hand was not the same as when he collided with Long Que's knife before, without Long Que's obstruction, it must be Shen Cong's flesh.

  Under the powerful and heavy blow of Pan Long Gun, Shen Cong was probably already mashed into a pulp.

  "It's all over!"

  Mo Han had just finished speaking when the situation suddenly changed. Amidst the chaotic shadows, a figure burst into the sky, like a fierce tiger descending upon the world, swallowing all the obstructing shadows. Then, a gentle moonlight descended, sharp yet gentle. - Devouring Thunder Corpse 19

  Sun Lin suddenly lost his target in front of him, and he felt a chill run down his spine. The hairs on his body stood on end as a wave of fear washed over him. His hand instinctively raised the Dragon Staff to block an attack from above, and a loud crash was followed by a spurt of fresh blood. Sun Lin took a step back, and then saw Shen Cong hovering in mid-air.

  One slash missed, Long Que's knife continued to chop down. Sun Lin didn't even have time to catch his breath or think about why Shen Cong was unaffected, only managing to continue holding the Panlong staff aloft.

  "Boom!"

  With three consecutive steps, Sun Lin's face changed even more, his chest seemed to have a thousand-pound boulder pressing down on it, with an urge to spit out his entire lungs. Sun Lin didn't vomit, he couldn't let go of this breath, otherwise the outcome would be certain death. As long as he could hold on, who would win or lose was still uncertain.

  In front of the water mirror, many elders looked at Sun Lin's performance and nodded slightly. Narrow road encounter, fell into a disadvantage, if even one breath can't hold on, death is also not to be blamed on anyone.

  Shen Congyi flew up to the sky, and with two powerful slashes of his knife technique, he must have received a considerable counter-shock. Now that both knives had been blocked, although they rose into the air, there would eventually come a time when they fell back down, and at that moment, it was when his breath was weakest, also the opportunity for Sun Lin to turn the tables.

  "Cut!"

  In the midst of a dive, Shen Cong suddenly let out a loud roar, his entire body resembling a dragon turning over, with an air of soaring through the nine heavens, and also possessing the majestic aura of the White Tiger destroying the world. In an impossible feat, he managed to borrow another force. The Dragon Bird Knife in his hand transformed into a streak of light, faster than any previous time, and more brutal than any previous time.

  The surrounding rocks were affected, cut open, and the Longyuan knife had already chopped down on the Panlong stick. Sun Lin's body shook, his fingers suddenly bursting open, the Panlong stick fell, and the Longyuan knife came down with one slash.

  "Boom!"

  The blade chopped down to the ground, producing a deafening sound, and Sun Lin's body was already reduced to dust. With a flip of his left hand, Shen Cong blocked all the blood splatters outside, looking calm and composed.

  A light spot appeared and entered Shen Cong's body, causing him to involuntarily let out a slight sigh of relief. The fight just now was exceptionally dangerous; if it weren't for the Protective True Energy blocking the Dragon Claw for an instant, or his robust physique borrowing another force in mid-air, the one who would have fallen would inevitably be Shen Cong.

  The fourth-order treasure was too powerful, Shen Cong had to use his full strength, so the last knife's momentum would be that grand, and that was just because he couldn't fully grasp his power, and some of it leaked out.

  Remove Sun Lin's Qian Kun bag, and the Pan Long stick will not leak out. Since Sun Lin is dead, these things have become Shen Cong's belongings. The four-stage treasure is precious, even if there are some flaws in it, Shen Cong will not let it go.

  "This should be the last hurdle!" Shen Cong thought to himself as he identified the passage.

  Before the water mirror, Mo Han had just made a move, but Shen Cong immediately turned the tables, and his face looked a bit unsightly. Moreover, that Dragon Scepter was also taken back by Shen Cong. A fourth-grade treasure might not be a big deal for Mo Han, but this feeling of being slapped in the face was absolutely unacceptable, and his mood naturally couldn't get any worse.

  "This kid's killing intent is quite heavy!" Mo Han said with a strange tone.

  "Murderers, always kill them. Didn't my senior brother just say that? Have you forgotten?" Luo Qianyun smiled softly to herself, but her mood was not bad as she looked at Shen Cong in the water mirror. "This child is extraordinary, able to turn things around even in such an unfavorable situation."

  "Indeed not bad, very suitable to be Lao Fu's disciple, haha!" Gai Bang directly snatched away Luo Qianyun's words. ??Swallowing Thunder Heaven Corpse 19

  "Such a disciple, I also like. However, this child's use of knives is somewhat troublesome. But if you look carefully and find a good knife manual, it's not a difficult task." Zhou Bin said with a gentle smile, from the previous performance, one can see that Shen Cong's temperament is not bad, and he is even more calm when facing enemies, now let's see how his foundation is.

  The other elders also burst out laughing, but none of them spoke up to dispute it. After all, he was just an outer sect disciple, and every year there would be a first place in the outer sect, it wasn't a big deal at all. Even among the inner sect disciples, there were many who far surpassed Shen Cong's current level, whether it was their innate talent or their cultivation.

  In the midst of the illusionary alley, after passing through the corridor, what appeared before Shen Cong's eyes was no longer an enemy, but a grand hall. In the center, there were ancestral tablets and statues of the Luoshui Sect's predecessors, which gave off an overwhelming aura just by looking at them from afar.

  These tablets and statues are not real objects, but rather images transmitted from the ancestral hall of the sect. Despite this, they still have an intimidating aura. It is said that within the ancestral hall lies the sect's ultimate technique, and if one has the qualifications to walk inside, they will surely gain something.

  Shen Cong blinked, bowed to the memorial tablet, and then fixed his gaze on other places. The ancestral hall was not what Shen Cong could think of now, but rather the rewards in front of the memorial tablet were the real things.

  The vibrant aura was suppressed by the plaque, yet it couldn't conceal the extraordinary nature of these treasures. Especially the central treasure, which seemed to be the leader of all the stars, firmly grasping Shen Cong's gaze. This was Shen Cong's reason for striving to be first, and now was the time to reap the rewards.

  The texture of the Panshi Pearl was quite peculiar, neither like jade nor stone, but rather with a hint of refined iron. However, Shen Cong didn't pay attention to this and instead was surprised by the pure spiritual energy emanating from the Panshi Pearl. Without intentionally triggering it, the pearl already had such an effect, so its impact during cultivation would likely be even better.

  "It was worth it!"

  He tossed the Pangu Pearl into the Qiankun Bag, without giving a second glance to the other treasures. He turned around and stepped into the transmission array beside him. A flash of light later, Shen Cong had disappeared from sight. When he reappeared, he was already outside the Illusory Realm Alley. At this moment, outside the Illusory Realm Alley, a crowd of people had gathered. Most of the disciples who participated in the assessment had come out, some with more injuries than others, while some had already vanished without a trace.

  "Shen Cong!" The excited cry rang out, and as soon as Shen Cong's signature Dragon Bird Knife appeared, Qin Wu immediately noticed. Rushing to the front, he looked at Shen Cong from head to toe, seeing that there were no missing arms or legs, Qin Wu's smile grew even more joyful.

  "You haven't left yet."

  "You don't come out, how can I leave so quickly!" Qin Wu laughed loudly, but he didn't mention the assessment at all. In his heart, Shen Cong's safe departure from Huanjing Xiang was still the greatest luck. Didn't you notice that many outer door disciples were missing and stayed inside forever?

  "Thanks!" patted Qin Wu's shoulder, Shen Cong thanked him, this is what true friends are.

  Qin Wu just smiled and didn't say anything else, "Let's go back now, it's not very interesting to stay here. What comes next is the business of those senior brothers who passed the assessment. Let's go back and have a good meal. We survived a great disaster, it's worth celebrating."

  "Wait a minute, there's still something."

  "There's still something." Qin Wu was puzzled, but suddenly realized, "I see, I haven't seen Brother Meng yet. This time in the outer door assessment, Brother Meng will definitely take the lead, and may even knock down that Sun Lin. After that, you won't have any more troubles."

  Shen Cong was stunned, and his smile froze. That Sun Lin had indeed fallen, and would never get up again. And at the moment when the two were speaking, several people were suddenly transported out, and it just so happened that Meng Ran appeared directly beside Qin Wu.

  "Huh, you're still here." At a glance, he saw Shen Cong, who was foolish and rich, and Meng Ran couldn't help but stare blankly. His clothes were somewhat tattered, and he must have participated in the Outer Gate Competition. "Looks like your luck isn't bad, didn't run into that pervert..."

  Meng Ran's words were not yet finished, when his eyes suddenly widened again, and it was this familiar breath. Panlongquan, Meng Ran seemed to have returned to the mortal feeling of being heavy as dust, he was defeated by Panlongquan, if he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been dead long ago. And now this breath is detected on Shen Cong's body, so Shen Cong must have also encountered Sun Lin.

  Meng Ran looked around hastily, but where was Sun Lin's figure? Thinking of a possibility, Meng Ran refused to believe it and searched again, but still couldn't find any trace of Sun Lin.

  "You..."

  Even if it's the most impossible thing, but since I've seen it with my own eyes, I can only accept it. Meng Ran pointed at Shen Cong with one hand, but didn't know what to say. The Panlong Staff was so overbearing, and Meng Ran had personally experienced it; in his opinion, there was absolutely no one among the outer sect disciples who could be a match for Sun Lin. Even among the inner sect disciples, those who could withstand the might of the Panlong Staff in Sun Lin's hands were definitely not many.

  The people around looked at Meng Ran with some weirdness, not knowing why Meng Ran was so out of sorts. Although Shen Cong was able to safely exit the Illusory Alley, it was hard to believe that he would be like this because of it.

  "What instructions does Brother Meng have?" Shen Cong looked at Meng Ran and couldn't help but smile.

  "I dare not!" Looking at Shen's usual smile, Meng felt a shock in his heart. The person in front of him was absolutely not as gentle as he appeared on the surface. From now on, he could only be considered a friend, but never an enemy.

  "Hey, isn't this Shen Shidi? His luck is quite extraordinary, to be able to walk out of the Illusory Alley unscathed!" With a strange tone, Yan Qing walked over from the side with an air of superiority, slowly raising his hand to pat Shen Cong's shoulder, but just as he was about to make contact, Shen Cong dodged it without leaving a trace.

  Yan Qing's eyes turned cold, and the palm of his hand had just contained a sinister energy. He didn't think he would be dodged by Shen Cong like that. But thinking about the token on his waistband, which was a symbol of passing the assessment, now that he was an inner disciple, there would be plenty of opportunities in the future. It wouldn't be a problem to thoroughly deal with Shen Cong, and even kill him in a fit of rage, as long as he could find some plausible reason, it would just be more trouble.

  "Shen Shidi did quite well this time, I suppose he's among the top scorers!" Yan Qing said with a deliberate tone, and some chuckles arose from the surrounding area. Most of the participants in the assessment now looked rather disheveled, including Meng Ran, whose clothes were torn in many places after encountering Sun Lin. On the other hand, Shen Cong, except for some wear on his clothes' corners, surprisingly appeared to be the most presentable.

  Stronger than Meng Ran? Who would believe such a reason? That can only be a last-minute escape, didn't even fight for a few rounds and then surrendered, it's probably like that.

  "How dare you speak, Shen Cong's grades are none of your business!" Qin Wu shouted loudly in dissatisfaction.

  "None of your business here, back off!" Yan Qing shouted loudly. Seeing Qin Wu wanting to say more, he directly took out the token from his waist and showed it to everyone around him, who all gasped in shock, followed by a chorus of envious sighs. Qin Wu was also stunned.

  Shen looked at Yan Qing with a somewhat strange gaze, while Meng Ran on the side was looking at Yan Qing with an idiot-like expression.