Becoming a Saint Starts with Copying Martial Arts

Chapter 120 Breaking the Evil

Chapter 121 Breaking the Evil

"How dare you! Lin Qing, no matter the outcome of this operation, the Soul Suppression Division should give you a great credit!"

"Wutong's eyes lit up, and he praised.

"It's nothing more than my duty, Lord Wang, let's get started!" Lin Qing said.

"Follow me." Wang Ling said, taking the lead and charging towards the horde of corpses.

Lin Qing followed behind. Wang Ling slowed down his pace to accommodate Lin Qing and keep up. He also emitted a deep purple aura that formed a shield around him, completely enveloping Lin Qing and preventing the surrounding blood corpses from touching him.

Then, Wang Ling charged forward, each swing of his sword unleashing a sharp sword light that shredded the numerous bloody corpses in front of him.

The two sped forward through the horde of corpses, and Lin Qing's senses grew stronger and stronger.

"My lord, continue forward, heading northwest!" Lin Qing kept adjusting the direction of travel based on the source of his senses.

Utong watched from behind as the two fought their way through the horde of corpses, his face grave and his heart filled with worry.

If two people die in the horde of zombies, morale will collapse immediately, and this key passage will be completely lost.

"We must succeed! Even if we fail, we must return safely!" Wu Tong murmured, as Lin Qing and the other person had completely disappeared from his sight.

The two charged forward, and a quarter of an hour later, Lin Qing suddenly shouted, "Stop! We found it!"

Wang Ling paused, then suddenly swung his sword repeatedly. With a series of swift strokes, sword energy swept across the area, instantly clearing away all the blood corpses in the vicinity.

Lin Qing's gaze sharpened as he stared intently ahead. On a small hill, he sensed an extremely strong presence emanating from that direction.

But when he swept the light across the hill, he saw that it was empty.

"Where?" Wang Ling asked.

"It's on the hill ahead," Lin Qing replied.

He firmly believed that the intuition in the Book of Rebirth was correct, and that the corpse must be ahead, but ordinary people could not see it with their naked eyes. This might also explain why, for so many years, people have been unable to find the corpse and completely resolve the chaos of the blood disaster.

"Are you sure?" Wang Ling frowned. His field of vision was empty; he didn't see any corpse.

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However, he soon noticed something unusual: there was a blood mist swirling around the hill, and blood-soaked corpses would occasionally appear out of thin air.

Blood corpses are a type of evil spirit, a product of the combination of blood and evil energy. Based on this, it can be inferred that there is a source of blood energy near this hill, which is continuously producing blood corpses.

With this in mind, Wang Ling made a decisive move, suddenly slashing out with his sword. A sword aura spanned hundreds of steps, cleaving the small hill. The sword aura swept across the hill, instantly clearing away the newly formed blood corpses around it.

But Lin Qing clearly sensed that when Wang Ling drew his sword, the mysterious corpse moved rapidly westward a distance away from the small hill.

"My lord, the source of the blood calamity is just ahead. It is avoiding your sword energy. I can sense its location, but it is difficult to see with the naked eye," Lin Qing said.

"Lin Qing, I never imagined you had such a unique physique. It seems this evil spirit is of such a high rank that even I cannot detect its presence," Wang Ling said in a deep voice.

Lin Qing was trying to come up with an excuse to explain that he could sense the presence of evil spirits, but he didn't expect that Wang Ling had already prepared an excuse for him.

Indeed, some people are born with special physical constitutions and can sense the presence of evil spirits. Such people are often believed in folklore to have the ability to see ghosts and spirits.

"My lord, how can we slay this evil spirit?" Lin Qing asked, feeling there was a chance of success because the evil spirit was not moving very fast.

However, this also carries certain risks, because although the evil spirit has been hiding and has not shown any aggression, if you get close, no one can guarantee what will happen.

But Lin Qing felt he had to give it a try. Besides, Wang Ling was watching from the side, and if anything happened, he could help immediately.

"Take this!" Wang Ling suddenly pulled a short knife from his pocket and threw it at Lin Qing.

Lin Qing reached out and grabbed it, holding it firmly in his hand.

"This blade is stained with the blood of an unparalleled expert from the Imperial City Soul Division. It is supremely yang and impervious to all evil. If you can plunge this dagger into the body of any evil spirit, then no matter what kind of demon or monster it is, it will be reduced to ashes!"

Lin Qing's gaze sharpened, and he indeed saw bright red blood stained on the blade. Moreover, this blood possessed astonishing vitality, as it was constantly wriggling.

"Success or failure hinges on this moment; I just hope my judgment is correct."

Lin Qing took a deep breath; he felt this operation was very risky.

But the benefits are even greater. If successful, the chaos of the blood disaster will be completely resolved, and he will have made a tremendous contribution. Moreover, he will also receive a total of one day's merit.

With this in mind, Lin Qing suddenly used his lightness skill and rushed towards the direction from which the sensation came.

The feeling grew stronger and stronger, and Lin Qing was certain that he was getting closer and closer to this evil spirit.

However, he could not determine its exact location, nor could he determine the distance between the two.

So Lin Qing chose the most cumbersome method: charging forward while continuously swinging his knife.

He charged forward for over a hundred steps. At one moment, he thrust his knife out as if into a ball of cotton. Then, with a muffled thud, as if a balloon had burst, a vast, eerie wind swept up, and black blood splattered onto the ground.

Lin Qing was overjoyed. He knew that the knife had struck, and the evil spirit had been instantly destroyed.

But the next instant, a gust of cold wind swept by, and he suddenly felt an icy chill permeate his body. This chill did not come from his physical body, but from his soul.

"not good!"

He suddenly felt his consciousness becoming blurred, his five senses becoming extremely dulled, he couldn't hear or see, and his whole being seemed to enter a closed state.

Suddenly, he staggered, his vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground.

Before he fell into a coma, his last bit of consciousness noticed that there was an additional soul in the Record of Rebirth, named Gu Jialuo, whose martial arts realm was Dongwei.

Before he could think, Lin Qing's consciousness plunged completely into darkness.

At this moment, Wang Ling had already used his lightness skill to arrive in front of him. Before he fell to the ground, he reached out and grabbed him, pulling him into his arms. Suddenly, he frowned and placed his hand on Lin Qing's heart.

"He's still alive, but he was struck by extremely strong yin energy in an instant, damaging his soul and causing him to fall into a coma. There's still hope!"

Wang Ling immediately made a judgment and led Lin Qing back the way they came. At this moment, he discovered an astonishing scene: the countless blood corpses around them were melting away like ice and snow, turning into pools of blood. The white mist that covered the sky was also rapidly receding.

"It's a success!" A strange light flashed in Wang Ling's eyes.

He immediately quickened his pace and swiftly returned to the crowd.

At this moment, most people were in a state of confusion. One second the blood corpses were still rushing outwards, and the next second all the blood corpses turned into blood water out of thin air.

Only Wu Tong understood that Wang Ling and his companion must have done something.

So when he saw Wang Ling return, he immediately went to greet him.

"How did it go? Did you succeed?"

"We succeeded. Lin Qing deserves the most credit. His soul is damaged, and I must take him back to the Soul Suppression Division for treatment immediately!" Wang Ling said.

"Alright, hurry up and don't delay! Such a prodigy must not die!" Wu Tong was startled and quickly said.