Don't Interrupt My Immortal Cultivation

Under the night sky.

Lin Wen's figure was like a phantom, crossing the wilderness, crossing the mountains and forests, crossing the rivers.

The "Art of Divine Movement" gave him unparalleled speed, the "Swift of the Spirit Cat" gave him unparalleled agility, and the "Inquiry into the Dao" informed him of the demon's location.

All that was left was slaughter.

Qingcheng Mountain.

The villa on the mountaintop was hidden in the drifting mist. The environment that should have been elegant and light had a hidden black aura.

Lin Wen directly activated the "Power of Nine Bulls and Two Tigers," the "Forbidden Qi Divine Power," and the "Clairvoyance without Eyes," and then used two new spells.

"Summoning Clouds to Protect the Moon"

A white Foundation Establishment stage spell that consumes 25% of the primordial spirit, making the figure hazy and reducing the damage caused by major impacts. It lasts for 4 hours in this world's time.

"Dew of the Spirit"

A white Foundation Establishment stage spell that consumes 25% of the primordial spirit, continuously restores physical strength and body damage. It lasts for 4 hours in this world's time.

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Lin Wen ignored that number. Unprecedented power reverberated in his body. With the continuous effects of "Swift of the Spirit Cat" and "Invulnerable to All Poisons," as well as the ready-to-use "Observing Qi and Judging People," he had a total of nine spells on him.

The feeling of anger had disappeared from his heart. Lin Wen's state of mind became clear, and all distractions disappeared from his mind. He rushed straight to the villa on the mountaintop.

The villa was heavily guarded. He encountered a large number of sentries halfway up the mountain. The bright searchlights swept through the dark forest like predators. The sentry towers were about twelve meters high, made of reinforced concrete, and spaced about 80 meters apart. There was a sniper on the top of the tower, and eight guards below.

Lin Wen suddenly accelerated, swiftly passing through the light of the searchlights like lightning, and rushed straight into the center of the guards. With the support of the "Forbidden Qi Divine Power," his arms, as strong as fine steel, swept through with the force of ten thousand catties.

The eight guards were just chatting and laughing, but in an instant, only eight headless bodies remained.

Lin Wen turned around and climbed up the tower, slapping the sniper on the top to death with one palm. He casually picked up the sniper rifle, jumped down, and coincidentally, a patrol team of fifteen people arrived. They only saw a shadow before being shot by Lin Wen's sniper rifle butt, leaving corpses everywhere.

At this moment, the nearby sentries also noticed that something was wrong. The bright searchlights immediately moved over. There were a total of six sentries, and all the light focused on Lin Wen.

Covered in blood, he paid no attention to the direct light, stepping over the bodies on the ground.

Bang!

Bang bang bang!

After a gunshot, there were continuous gunshots.

But Lin Wen's figure had already disappeared. Then, screams came from the sentry in front. The sentry in the rear couldn't be illuminated, and only the lights from the sentries on the left and right sides shone over, but they only saw the bodies falling from the tower.

A loud alarm immediately resounded throughout Qingcheng Mountain.

But it was too late. Lin Wen quickly jumped from the side of the cliff and flipped into the villa.

This private villa of Yu Zhongxian was built on the mountaintop, occupying a large area of over 3,000 square meters. There were cliffs on the east, west, and south sides, with only a main road on the north side.

Lin Wen came from the east, which happened to be the direction they were heading, so he didn't change his direction.

As soon as he entered the villa, he was greeted with a hail of bullets, but the "No Colorful Phoenix in Body" did not sound the alarm, indicating that these bullets posed no threat to him.

Lin Wen accelerated and charged into the crowd, facing the firepower of at least thirty guns. With the support of the "Power of Nine Bulls and Two Tigers" and the "Forbidden Qi Divine Power," the amplification of strength was immense. The "Swift of the Spirit Cat" was also perfectly displayed. When the butt of the rifle swung, it was as if enjoying the mass increase of relativity, crushing bones upon contact.

A leader behind frantically shouted into the intercom, "Reinforcements! Reinforcements! It's a special forces unit! Send..."

Bang!

His voice abruptly stopped. Lin Wen threw the sniper rifle, which had already been twisted like a twist, and blew up his head. He then smashed the back wall, flew into the night sky.

Immediately, Lin Wen jumped up, punched through the ceiling, and jumped in. He happened to see several naked women. Their faces lost color, but immediately filled with smiles. However, there was a black cloud hanging over their heads.

"Strong..."

Bang!

Headless bodies fell, and the provocative bodies, without their beautiful heads, became even more terrifying and twisted.

Lin Wen once again shattered the ceiling of the previous floor and jumped up.

This floor seemed to be a large martial arts arena. The center was spacious, and the surroundings were clean, with only weapon racks.

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Lin Wen casually picked up a weapon that looked like a crowbar, ready to use the same technique again, when suddenly a voice came from not far away.

"Since you have arrived, why do you need to leave, sir?"

Lin Wen turned his head and saw a thin old man dressed in black robes, kneeling in the shadow of a corner. He hadn't noticed him just now.

What was even stranger was that this person had no aura on his head.

"Observing Qi and Judging People" was still in effect.

Lin Wen furrowed his brows slightly. The old man said indifferently, "Sir, your strength is extraordinary, but unfortunately, you don't understand the techniques. The Soul Hooking Staff is not used like that."

The voice echoed repeatedly in the martial arts arena, dragging out multiple echoes. It seemed that some device was used.

"Training strength without training techniques, your life is already short. Only the great Master Asahara..."

Bang!

Lin Wen suddenly accelerated, striking down with the staff. Dust flew, and the cement wall was directly pierced with a large hole. The old man couldn't dodge Lin Wen's lightning-fast strike and was nailed to the wall.His eyes were wide open, his face full of disbelief, "You, you, you actually dared to kill the great Master Asahara..."

Lin Wen pulled out the crowbar, and with a scream, the man fell to the ground, dead.

Lin Wen glanced at the crowbar, which surprisingly hadn't deformed. It seemed to be of good quality.

A pure black aura floated out from the old man's body and then dissipated.

Aside from the ability to conceal his aura, this charlatan didn't have anything else worth his attention. The previous assassin probably escaped his search in the same way.

Lin Wen once again pierced through the ceiling and jumped up.

This time, he seemed to have arrived in an unoccupied office. The room was not large, with only a few desks and bookshelves. The lights were off, and the room was dim.

This was the top floor of the villa, above which was the rooftop. Lai Juncheng was in the middle of this floor, perhaps he had already hidden.

Just as Lin Wen was about to push the door open to search, a loud door slamming sound and a roar came from outside.

"Worthless! Worthless! Worthless! Worthless!"

"What good are you if you can't do anything?"

"How dare a little beast be so arrogant?"

"Who gave him the guts to cross the border with troops! And even dare to send someone to kill me? Was it you?"

"No, no, no, Director Lai, let me explain..."

Bang, a gunshot sounded, and a body fell to the ground.

Bang, this sound was Lin Wen kicking the door open. In the luxurious hall, a thin old man with a waxen complexion stood in the center, holding a strangely shaped gun. A body lay on the ground, and several people were kneeling beside it. A middle-aged man in an official uniform stood on the other side.

Without a doubt, one was Lai Juncheng, the yellow corpse.

The other was Xiang Henian, the mayor of Qingcheng.

Lai Juncheng immediately turned his head and saw the man they had seen countless times through various channels but had never actually met, "Is it you?"