Lin Chen acquired the god-grade cultivation technique, the Taixu Divine Spirit Formula, within the ruins of Lingyun Canyon, greatly increasing his strength and winning widespread renown. However, his rise was like a dazzling star that pierced the eyes of certain dark forces, drawing endless trouble.
In a gloomy and dark mansion in Cangyun City, several schemers sat together, plotting how to put Lin Chen to death.
"This Lin Chen must be eliminated as soon as possible, otherwise once his strength grows further, our Blood Fiend Sect's hegemony in Cangyun City will surely be threatened," said Lifeng, a hall master of the Blood Fiend Sect dressed in black robes, with a gloomy expression. The Blood Fiend Sect had always run amok in Cangyun City and the surrounding areas, acquiring cultivation resources through extortion and bullying the innocent. Lin Chen's appearance was like a beam of righteous light, allowing the many people who had suffered under the bullying of the Blood Fiend Sect to see hope. He called on everyone to unite and jointly resist the evil deeds of the Blood Fiend Sect, causing the Blood Fiend Sect's sphere of influence to shrink continuously and the resources they plundered to decrease drastically.
"Hall Master, Lin Chen is now rising to prominence with numerous followers. If we act rashly, I'm afraid it will provoke public outrage," said another vice hall master with a scar on his face, Wuhen, with deeply furrowed brows and a worried expression.
"Hmph! What is there to fear? If we unite the Black Wind Fortress and the Netherworld Valley, are we still afraid we can't handle a mere Lin Chen?" Lifeng sneered.
Moyun, the master of Black Wind Fortress, had always been jealous of Lin Chen's talent and reputation. He knew full well that Lin Chen's existence would attract more talent and resources to Lin Chen's side, thereby affecting the Black Wind Fortress's status and influence in the martial world. Meanwhile, Yousha, the master of Netherworld Valley, coveted the mysterious treasures and powerful secret manuals that Lin Chen might have obtained in the ruins. They both believed that as long as Lin Chen vanished, they could continue to do as they pleased in this land.
In this fantasy world, cultivation techniques are divided into six grades: Mortal, Spirit, Mystic, Earth, Heaven, and God, with each grade further divided into three tiers: initial, intermediate, and advanced. Treasures are divided into five grades based on the spiritual power they contain and their rarity: Ordinary, Fine, Rare, Epic, and Legendary.
There are numerous sects and factions: the Blood Fiend Sect strikes terror into people's hearts with its cruel and bloody methods; the Black Wind Fortress dominates its territory relying on its unique fortress formations and hidden weapon techniques; and the Netherworld Valley terrifies people by manipulating ghosts and using poison arts. Among the aristocratic families, there are long-standing ones like the Wang family and the Li family, who establish themselves everywhere by relying on their ancestral cultivation techniques and abundant resources.
Meanwhile, Lin Chen was practicing diligently, preparing to welcome the upcoming higher-level martial path tournament. He eagerly anticipated showing off his skills in the tournament and fighting for justice. However, he did not know that a huge conspiracy was quietly closing in on him.
One day, Lin Chen received a mysterious letter. The letter was earnest in tone, claiming to know an important secret about his background and inviting him to an abandoned temple outside the city. Lin Chen felt suspicious, but his yearning for his own background made him decide to take the risk and investigate.
When he reached the temple, however, he found it completely empty, surrounded by an eerie silence. Suddenly, a group of men in black surged out from all sides and launched a fierce attack on him without a word. Lin Chen realized in an instant that this was a carefully designed trap.
Yet the enemies were numerous, and every single one of them possessed considerable strength. Undaunted by the danger, Lin Chen unleashed the powerful spells from the Taixu Divine Spirit Formula he had recently learned. For a time, light shone brilliantly and lightning intertwined as he engaged the enemies in a life-or-death struggle.
Inside the temple, the sounds of colliding spells were deafening. Although Lin Chen was extraordinarily brave, enemies poured in endlessly, and he gradually began to feel overwhelmed.
Just at that moment, a powerful figure appeared among the enemies—none other than Yousha, the master of Netherworld Valley. His eyes flashed with an eerie light, and as his hands danced, he unleashed an extremely dark spell: the Soul-Devouring Curse.
A powerful surge of dark power rushed toward Lin Chen like a tidal wave. Lin Chen found it difficult to fend off for a moment, and was struck by this force, instantly spitting blood and collapsing to the ground with injuries.
"Today is your death day, Lin Chen!" Yousha laughed triumphantly.
Lin Chen clenched his teeth, enduring the pain, and thought to himself, "I must not fall like this! I still have an unfulfilled mission!"
At this critical juncture, the Taixu Divine Spirit Formula within Lin Chen suddenly erupted with a powerful force. This power was like a clear spring, cleansing his injured meridians and endowing him with new vitality.
Lin Chen stood up with difficulty, an unyielding fury burning in his eyes. The spirit sword in his hand flashed with a dazzling radiance, every strike carrying the determination to burn his bridges.
His figure moved like lightning as he instantly charged into the enemies. Amidst flashing sword shadows, blood splattered everywhere and enemies fell one after another.
Seeing that the situation was turning bad, Lifeng, the hall master of the Blood Fiend Sect, and Moyun, the master of Black Wind Fortress, wanted to flee. But how could Lin Chen let them go?
"Want to run? Not that easy!" Lin Chen shouted sternly, unleashing his ultimate move, "Wrath of the Spirit God".
A heaven-destroying and earth-shattering force erupted from his body, instantly enveloping Lifeng and Moyun.
As the light dissipated, all the enemies had fallen, and Lin Chen finally succeeded in defusing the crisis.
However, he knew deeply that this was merely a small setback in a long journey, and there were many more challenges waiting for him in the future...