The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

Chapter 1691: Chapter 1788: Because You’re Going to Die

Wang Linlang probably never imagined that she would die here like this. She had come with the intent to loaf around and avoid contributing, but in the end, the first Taoist Sect member to die turned out to be herself.

The dignified Palace Master of the Supreme Palace, a cultivator in the Great Longevity realm, Wang Linlang, met such a pitiful end—her head shattered into mush by Fang Lin’s punch.

Even for a Great Longevity cultivator, once the head is shattered, there’s no road back to life. After all, the soul resides in the Heavenly Spirit; a crushed head equates to a shattered soul.

If the head were merely severed, the person might not die immediately and could still survive for a time. But Wang Linlang’s head had been completely smashed to pieces, and even if she had nine lives, she’d still be dead beyond salvation.

This sudden event transpired too swiftly. Even though the Black White Master and the Cow Riding Old Taoist wanted to stop it, they were entirely too late. All they could do was helplessly watch Wang Linlang perish at Fang Lin’s hands.

Fang Lin’s face bore a casual smile as he flicked away the chunks of flesh and blood stuck to his hand. Wang Linlang’s headless corpse plunged straight into the sea below.

Countless sea beasts beneath waited eagerly, darting around in excitement in the water. They were anticipating the moment Wang Linlang’s corpse would land in the sea, so they could feast and gorge themselves.

This was the flesh of a Great Longevity cultivator, holding immense benefits for these sea beasts. Devouring even a piece of Wang Linlang’s flesh would allow some lower-level sea beasts to immediately achieve breakthroughs in cultivation.

The gathered experts from the Supreme Palace witnessed this scene, their emotions a mix of rage and shock. Several elderly individuals rushed forward, attempting to recover Wang Linlang’s body.

However, just as they moved, Fang Lin’s icy gaze swept toward them. The elderly members of the Supreme Palace immediately felt a chill down their spines, completely terrified, not daring to advance further, fearing they would end up as gruesomely dead as Wang Linlang.

“One down. Soon, it’ll be your turn.” Fang Lin turned his smirking gaze toward the Black White Master and the Cow Riding Old Taoist.

The Cow Riding Old Taoist sighed, then gestured to the gathered experts of the True Martial Hall. Immediately, seven distinct figures stepped forward, taking formation behind him.

“Prepare the formation. Attack with full force. Spare nothing,” the Cow Riding Old Taoist instructed the seven.

“Understood!” The seven obeyed and immediately charged toward Fang Lin.

Each of these seven possessed cultivation in the Great Longevity realm. However, if they had faced Fang Lin individually, none could stand as his match.

But now, as the seven combined forces, their unleashed strength manifested as none other than the True Martial Seven Section Array.

Seven years ago, Fang Lin had infiltrated the Taoist Sect and fought against seven Minor Longevity masters of the True Martial Hall, where he became ensnared by the True Martial Seven Section Array. He struggled bitterly and faced near defeat.

Back then, Fang Lin had already experienced the formidable power of the True Martial Seven Section Array. The array’s potency lies in its synergy—seven practitioners, each versed in different martial arts, complement each other perfectly. It leaves no visible weakness to exploit. The more entangled you become with the seven, the more suppressed you get. Even if your cultivation surpasses theirs, you’d likely end up at a disadvantage.

Nonetheless, Fang Lin ultimately found an opening and killed all seven.

Now, faced again with the True Martial Seven Section Array, the seven-member lineup had reached the Great Longevity realm. It was certain that the array was far deadlier than it had been seven years ago.

Of course, Fang Lin himself was no longer the same as seven years prior. Moreover, he now understood well the array’s capabilities. Encountering it again, he instead remained utterly composed.

“Same old tricks, huh?” Fang Lin sneered.

The seven made no reply, collectively launching their attack. In an instant, their joint force erupted with overwhelming might.

Fang Lin channeled his entire power, countering with a single punch—a pure demonstration of the principle “One Force Subdues Ten Groups.”

In the clash of raw power, Fang Lin gained an absolute advantage. Even the united strength of the seven couldn’t surmount his overwhelming presence.

Stunned, the seven shifted strategies, abandoning direct clashes and instead employing various tactics to drain Fang Lin’s energy.

With this approach, Fang Lin finally felt substantial pressure akin to his struggles seven years prior. The True Martial Seven Section Array undoubtedly had its merits, capable of countering even stronger adversaries with remarkable effectiveness.

At this moment, Fang Lin resembled a beast overflowing with brute strength, trapped in a pit with no escape, forced into a desperate fight.

The longer the battle dragged on, the greater Fang Lin’s exhaustion grew, and the more unfavorable the situation became.

The Cow Riding Old Taoist watched intently from afar but didn’t reveal any trace of relief or triumph. On the contrary, his expression grew increasingly solemn.

The Black White Master echoed the sentiment, his face dark with concern.

While Fang Lin appeared to be suppressed by the seven’s formation, very few could discern the truth—Fang Lin hadn’t been overpowered at all. He navigated the combat effortlessly, his moves fluid and controlled, leaving the seven entirely at his mercy.

Ridiculous, how the seven of the True Martial Hall remained oblivious, believing they were securely positioned for victory.

“Fall back!” The Cow Riding Old Taoist suddenly shouted.

“It’s too late!” Fang Lin laughed, and flames erupted instantly, engulfing the seven men within a sea of Skyfire.

Fang Lin’s figure flashed, closing the distance to one of the men. Despite this individual’s swift response and attempt to strike back, Fang Lin caught sight of a flaw.

This wasn’t a vulnerability in the True Martial Seven Section Array itself, but a weakness exposed directly by the man before him.

The True Martial Seven Section Array was extraordinarily powerful; its seven practitioners coordinated flawlessly to the extent that any imminent danger would be swiftly mitigated by others.

However, under the chaos of the Skyfire, the seven became overwhelmed, unable to maintain their synchrony. This particular flaw proved utterly fatal.

Fang Lin struck the man with a palm, sending him crashing downward, his body drenched in blood, vitality draining, and life extinguished.

With one severely injured, the collaborative True Martial Seven Section Array broke apart. The remaining six lost cohesion and fell into disarray. Fang Lin systematically subdued them, leaving each gravely wounded.

The Cow Riding Old Taoist waved his hands, retrieving the seven injured individuals and tossing them back toward the rest of the True Martial Hall. He himself mounted his green ox, positioning himself to block Fang Lin’s path.

“Do you truly believe I can’t kill you all?” Fang Lin roared, unleashing a punch toward the Cow Riding Old Taoist. Its force surged like a tidal wave, accompanied by the fierce roar of a True Dragon reverberating across the skies.

The Cow Riding Old Taoist prepared to channel all his power for defense, but suddenly his perception shifted—he found himself back in the days of his youth, training at the True Martial Hall.

At that time, the Cow Riding Old Taoist wasn’t yet the Hall Master of the True Martial Hall but merely a dull-witted, low-level disciple lacking talent. His peers disregarded him, and even his fellow disciples looked down on him.

Only his master, a former elder of the True Martial Hall, offered him wholehearted guidance without any disdain for his mediocre aptitude.

“Why am I seeing this?” the Cow Riding Old Taoist muttered, bewildered and utterly uncertain of what was happening.

“Because you’re about to die.”

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