A dazzling white light suddenly erupted from a small Daoist temple located in the midst of a mountain range.
Two Daoist priests stood respectfully beside the spell formation.
After the white light faded, eight cultivators began to appear in this world.
The cultivator in the lead was riding on a huge white dog, and his aura was vast and majestic.
"Junior Li Changsheng."
"Junior Li Yu."
"Welcome, immortal ambassadors!"
The two Daoist priests immediately bowed respectfully upon seeing the eight cultivators.
An Lin breathed in the familiar air as he rode on Dabai. "No need for formalities. Go and do what you need to do, I'll take care of everything else."
The two Daoist priests immediately retreated. They only knew that immortal ambassadors would be coming here, but they didn't have the right to know what they were going to do.
"So this is Earth? The spiritual energy here is indeed a little sparse, but the difference isn't that big." This was the first time Hu Guan had descended into the mortal world, and he was very curious about the things on Earth.
At this moment, only two people impatiently pulled out their phones.
One was An Lin, and the other was Liu Qianhuan.
An Lin opened the navigation app. "Hmm, we're currently in a remote county in the Gui Province. There's a world of difference between the Heavenly Lake and the Heavenly Lake."
Liu Qianhuan blinked her bright purple eyes in astonishment. "My God, there are ten new heroes? I feel like I've been abandoned by time! "
"It's been three years, I wonder how my old friends are doing now," a scholarly man said with a smile.
He was Tang Ximen, a fourth-year student. Thinking back, he had descended into the mortal world for the first time, and he had made some friends in the mortal world.
An Lin also came to a realization upon hearing Tang Ximen's words. He opened WeChat, which he hadn't used in a long time, and entered the "Cultivators of the World Unite to Protect Earth" group chat.
Most of the names in the group were familiar, but there seemed to be a dozen or so more people in the group, so they were most likely newcomers.
Right now, someone was shouting in the group.
Green River Sword Immortal: "The members of the Dark Sorcery Cult have all hidden themselves in the Five-Colored Mountain. The protective spell formation is too powerful for us to break."
Tian Lingling: "I'm so angry. Is there anyone else in the group to help? Those bastards have raised hundreds of human Gu. They are simply heartless. We can't let them continue to live!"
Crack Shot Clairvoyant: "Even Green River Sword Immortal can't break that protective formation, so there's nothing we can do to help. I'm afraid we'll have to ask the leaders of the four great sects for help."
Golden Jade: "I'll go ask."
When An Lin saw this, a faint smile appeared on his face. This was forcing him to show his divinity in front of the masses!
Just like that, an account that had been silent for almost two years suddenly popped up.
Fake Daoist Priest Little An: "Tian Lingling, send me your coordinates, I'll help you."
The group of cultivators that had just been chatting fervently suddenly fell silent.
Ten seconds later.
Tian Lingling exclaimed, "F * ck!"
Crack Shot Clairvoyant: "Holy shit!"
Green River Sword Immortal: "F * ck!"
Atomic Bomb Fairy: "F * ck! What's going on? "
Calm Celestial Maiden: "Am I seeing things?"
Golden Jade: "Did he come back to life?"
The Savior: "Did someone hack your account?"
…
The entire group of cultivators instantly erupted in an uproar. Countless lurking cultivators popped up, as if they had all been given a fright.
Fake Daoist Priest Little An: "…"
Fake Daoist Priest Little An: "I've only been gone for two years, do you guys have to go so far?"
Tian Lingling was extremely excited. "Ahhhh … Fake Daoist Priest! It's really you? I'll send you my coordinates right away! "
Soon, a set of coordinates appeared in the group chat.
Daoist Wooden Ox: "Mr. An Lin, do you have the confidence to break through that protective formation? That's a spell formation that even Green River Sword Immortal of the Spirit Nurturing Intermediate Stage couldn't break through. "
Fake Daoist Priest Little An: "Don't worry, it'll be fine."
The Savior said, "Wooden Ox, have you forgotten about the battle in Tibet?"
Dreamy Voice Fairy: "Haha, the Poison Lord is finally going to show his might!"
At this moment, many cultivators in the group started to praise An Lin. After all, that battle was truly an earth-shattering event. It was a battle that countless cultivators revered as a legend.
White Spirit Snake: "Ah, Seniors, who is this Senior Fake Daoist Priest Little An you guys are talking about?"
A newbie who had just joined the group was extremely curious upon seeing that the group was suddenly in an uproar. Furthermore, it was all because of a cultivator that he had never seen before.
Crack Shot Clairvoyant: "Haha, Little White Snake, you've just joined the group, so you don't know about our hidden god. Let me tell you about him."
Soon, as Crack Shot Clairvoyant recounted one story after another, the newbie White Spirit Snake was completely stunned by Fake Daoist Priest's feats.
After receiving Tian Lingling's coordinates, An Lin called out to his team to practice.
An Lin: "Let's go, I'll take you guys to meet the evil cultivators on Earth!"
Tang Ximen: "Haha, I've been wanting to exercise for a long time. I hope they won't disappoint me."
Liu Qianhuan: "Hurry up and do what you need to, I still have to go to the internet cafe!"
Yao Mingxi and Hu Guan: "I'll go wherever Big Brother An points to!"
Su Qianyun blushed slightly. "Classmate An Lin, I … I won't talk to anyone else later."
Xu Xiaolan and Xuanyuan Cheng were old teammates, so they naturally wouldn't object.
Thus, the seven of them hurried to the Five-Colored Mountain under An Lin's lead.
The Five-Colored Mountain was a famed mountain in the Dian Province, and it was over two hundred kilometers away from their current location.
Two hundred kilometers seemed like a long distance, but for cultivators of the Spirit Nurturing Stage, it would take them less than an hour to get there.
Riding atop Dabai, An Lin opened his phone again and looked at the cultivator group chat.
There was a WeChat friend request from "White Spirit Snake" with the message "Senior Poison Lord, you're so handsome! I worship you so much!".
An Lin silently ignored this message. This was clearly a hardcore fan, so there was no way he would accept this friend request. Otherwise, he would be harassed every day.
Fake Daoist Priest Little An: "Tian Lingling, I'll be there in half an hour!"
Tian Lingling instantly replied, "Alright, we're currently guarding the perimeter of the spell formation. However, the Dark Sorcery Cult seems to have sent reinforcements as well. Hurry up, otherwise, we'll be in trouble when their reinforcements arrive."
Fake Daoist Priest Little An: "No problem, once my army arrives, we'll crush them all!"
Tian Lingling sent a disdainful emoji and didn't say anything else.
On the Five-Colored Mountain in the Gui Province, a five-colored mist barrier enshrouded the entire mountain.
A man in a flowing green robe stood with a sword strapped to his back, and he looked at the spell formation with a grave expression.
A young girl with short chestnut-colored hair put down her phone and picked up her walkie-talkie. "Attention all cultivators, reinforcements from the Dark Sorcery Cult could be on their way. Report to me immediately if anything happens."
"Big Sister Lingling, are you sure this reinforcements will be fine? We're betting our lives on this. "A feminine voice sounded from the other side of the walkie-talkie.
Tian Lingling pursed her lips slightly. "He's probably quite capable. He'll erupt with power from time to time. If he's in his normal state, he'll probably be a little more powerful than me. "
"Wow! That's a relief! " The woman on the other side of the walkie-talkie heaved a sigh of relief. With Tian Lingling's proud personality, if she said he was a little more powerful, then he was definitely a lot more powerful.
Meanwhile, within the Five-Colored Mountain, a dozen or so cultivators in colorful robes were staring nervously at the man at the very center. This was the sect leader of the Dark Sorcery Cult, Jiang Peng.
"Sect leader, how much longer until the Fire Poison Cult arrives?" an elder couldn't help but ask.
A sinister smile appeared on Jiang Peng's face. "Don't worry, the Fire Poison Cult is just nearby. They'll be here in ten minutes at most. At that time, we'll kill our way out in one go and attack from both sides. We'll kill all those cultivators who don't know the immensity of heaven and earth! "
All of the cultivators were reinvigorated upon hearing this. They had been chased by the human cultivators outside the mountain for a long time. The main reason for this was that Green River Sword Immortal was too powerful for Jiang Peng to handle on his own.
However, if the Fire Poison Cult arrived, then the situation would be different. One had to realize that the sect leader of the Fire Poison Cult was also a powerful cultivator of the Spirit Nurturing Stage. If the two of them combined forces, they might really be able to annihilate these cultivators.
Soon, Jiang Peng's eyes lit up.
In the distance, a man with flames and poisonous mist swirling around his body was approaching them with a menacing aura. Behind him were a dozen or so cultivators in red robes with powerful auras.
"Hahaha, the Fire Poison Cult is here! Let's slaughter our way out and kill all of those cultivators! "Jiang Peng raised his arm and yelled. The morale of the surrounding cultivators soared as they cheered along with him.
Tian Lingling and Green River Sword Immortal also sensed the threat behind them, and their expressions shifted.
"Crap, the Dark Sorcery Cult reinforcements have arrived first. They want to surround us and kill us!" Tian Lingling pulled out a few talismans with an indignant expression on her face. She was already prepared to fight to the death.
However, right at this moment, the clouds in the sky suddenly stirred.
A huge white dog descended from the sky, and the dozen or so cultivators on the ground were all flattened into the ground by its powerful gusts of wind.
"Who's there?!"
The only one standing was a man enshrouded in flames and poisonous mist. He looked up into the sky and yelled in shock.
However, what greeted him was a black arc of light.
In the next instant, An Lin had already appeared behind him, and he brandished his sword before sheathing it in a graceful manner.
Blood splattered through the air as the sect leader of the Fire Poison Cult collapsed to the ground with his eyes wide open.
"He's clearly not a good person. Let's kill him first." An Lin shook his head before turning to a young woman with short chestnut-colored hair and waving a hand in greeting. "Hi, Loli Tian, I made it in time, right?"
Tian Lingling's eyes widened with incredulity.
The Fire Poison Cult, one of the major sects of the southwest, had been annihilated in a single clash?
The sect leader of the Spirit Nurturing Stage had been slain by An Lin with a single sword strike?
The young woman couldn't help but swear.
"Holy f * ck! Fake Daoist Priest, how did you become so powerful?! "
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