Chapter 8: Life and Death Assessment! First Update

  Boom!

  Under Tang Lin's punch, the body of Tang Tian in front of him suddenly collapsed into a mass of gray mist. Tang Lin's eyes were sharp and he looked around, with a killing intent rising in his heart. "What kind of evil spirit is this, pretending to be a god?" As he spoke, he took out several high-grade sensing talismans.

  Buzz~

  The talisman burst into flames instantly and transformed into a defensive cover that enveloped Tang Lin's body.

  A dark shadow flashed over Tang Lin's head, and sharp claws slapped down on the defensive cover, which could almost withstand Tang Lin's full-strength blow. At this moment, it was easily torn apart by the claws.

  Tang Lin's heart skipped a beat as he looked up to see a flash of light in front of him, followed by a searing pain that pierced through his back.

  "What a fast speed." Tang Lin was shocked in his heart, now his physical skills had already been able to display "Ten Illusory Bodies", but in this remote Longxiang City's outer Da Yao Mountain, there was actually such a powerful demon, whose speed surpassed his.

  Tang Lin's expression was solemn, he sensed around him, but could only barely touch a thread of faint wind sounds.

  Just at this time ——

  Three figures appeared in front of Tang Lin, namely Tang Tian, Tang Long and Tang Xiao Feng. At this moment, all three of them had the familiar smiles that Tang Lin remembered, and they rushed towards him with a smile on their faces, which instantly turned into ferocity.

  A fierce glint flashed in Tang Lin's eyes. He knew he had definitely fallen under a demonic spell, but he would never allow anyone to make fun of his family.

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  Tang Lin's body flashed, and with a single punch, he instantly killed the three figures in front of him. Each figure dissipated into a cloud of mist as they disappeared.

  "Huì jiàn!" Tang Lin's eyes widened in anger, and seven divine lights burst out from his pupils, as if pure wisdom had condensed into a profound and wise gaze.

  The seven strings of the qin in his mind converged in his eyes, and Tang Lin immediately caught a glimpse of a faint gray figure flashing before him. He let out a loud roar and punched out fiercely!

  Boom!

  A fist slammed into his gray back.

  Tang Lin's body shook violently, and he retreated several steps. His fists felt as if they had struck steel, causing the blood in his body to churn and almost spew out.

  "Huh?" A surprised voice rang out, and immediately, a gray figure appeared in front of Tang Lin, surprisingly, it was a two-foot-tall black little wolf.

  "Not bad, you've actually grasped the Seven Extremes Sword's Shadow Projection." The little black wolf looked up and down at Tang Lin, seemingly pondering something.

  Tang Lin took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart. He warily gazed at the small black wolf, knowing from their earlier exchange that it was unfathomably powerful and far surpassed him.

  Originally, in Tang Lin's mind, the Great Demon Mountain was indeed ferocious, but inside, there were at most only a few thousand years of cultivation of demons and monsters. Even if he encountered an old demon with ten thousand years of cultivation, Tang Lin had confidence that he could escape. However, the strength of this little black wolf in front of him exceeded Tang Lin's expectations.

  "Human." The little black wolf looked up at Tang Lin, and the bright light of wisdom flickered in his pitch-black eyes as he said, "Do you know what the huge black gate behind you is?"

  Tang Lin defended it with a trick, without turning his head to look at the pitch-black giant gate, but staring at it and said: "I don't know, should be a relic cave."

  The little black wolf nodded slightly, and walked to the front of the pitch-black giant gate on its own. It looked up at the magnificent gate, gazed for a long time, then slowly withdrew its gaze, turned to Tang Lin, and said: "The 'Heartless Painting Scroll' in your hand is the key to this black giant gate. I have been waiting here for countless years, and finally met someone who understands the 'Seven Extremes Sword' again."

  "Seven Extremes Sword? Heartless Painting Scroll?" Tang Lin's eyebrows furrowed, thinking that the heartless painting scroll it mentioned was probably the mysterious painting scroll.

  "Now that I've told you this, it's all useless. With your current qualifications, you're not even worthy of knowing. Wait until you pass my test, and I'll tell you everything."

  "What's going on?" Tang Lin felt bewildered.

  At this time, the black little wolf suddenly opened its mouth and spat out eighteen flags, each flag was bright red like blood, full of fierce and savage.

  "I give you a one-year deadline. If you can't escape from the Eighteen Flags Phantom Array, it's a failure of assessment!" The black little wolf said coldly: "The result of failure is only one - death!"

  Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh...

  Tang Lin hadn't even had time to speak when his body was enveloped by the eighteen banners, and in an instant, he felt that his surroundings were filled with countless banners, while the originally misty mountain valley suddenly turned into a pitch-black space.

  Whoosh!

  In front of Tang Lin, a man in golden clothes appeared, with a face as cold as a knife cut, without any emotions, and the clothes on his body were embroidered with flag patterns.

  Tang Lin immediately knew he had fallen under an illusion, and hastily stirred the seven strings in his mind, only to find that the strings in his mind had suddenly disappeared.

  "For thousands of years." The black little wolf's voice sounded above Tang Lin's head, like a majestic heavenly god, coldly saying: "There have been countless people who have entered here, among them, those who obtained the 'Emotionless Painting Scroll' and comprehended the 'Seven Extremes Sword', there are only four people, and you, are the fifth person!"

  According to the master's rules, anyone who has a sense of 'Seven Extremes Sword' is eligible to participate in the assessment!

  "In front of you, four people, the first one only had a martial artist's second boundary strength, and in the assessment, he persisted for three days before losing his mind and dying in madness."

  "The second one had martial arts skills, persisted for a year, but still couldn't break through the formation and was killed by me personally!"

  "The third generation was killed by the flag spirit of the 18th flag."

  "The fourth one starved to death."

  The black little wolf said coldly: "Whether you can survive or not depends on your own abilities!"

  Tang Lin's face looked a bit unsightly in the pitch-black space.

  He didn't think that the mysterious painting he unintentionally obtained would be the key to this mysterious relic, and the seven strings of the zither he sensed would be the qualification certificate for participating in the assessment.

  Now, I am forced to participate in this assessment.

  According to Hei Xiao Lang's words, among the three in front of him, one was a Martial God who had not broken through the Eighteen Flags Illusion Formation.

  Whoosh!

  As Tang Lin was lost in thought, the golden-haired man in front of him suddenly lunged forward, his palm shooting out like an eagle's claw towards Tang Lin's shoulder.

  Tang Lin wanted to take out the golden carved bow and directly shoot it to death, he knew that this golden-robed man was probably the flag spirit of the Eighteen Banners.

  The banner spirit was destroyed, and the power of the banner naturally greatly decreased.

  However, when Tang Lin sensed the spatial ring, he found that there was no feeling at all. In this dark space, it seemed as if everything had lost its connection, and only physical strength remained.

  Boom!

  At the moment Tang Lin lost his spatial ring, he was shocked and his shoulder was hit. He immediately felt that the power of this golden-robed man was incredibly great, and his strength was almost similar to Tang Lin's.

  Tang Lin's eyes flashed, and his body instantly transformed into ten clones, attacking from all directions and sealing off its escape routes.

  Boom!

  The golden-robed man withstood the attack of two phantom clones, while the remaining eight phantom clones' fists simultaneously landed on him.

  The man in golden clothes immediately flew out and turned into a cloud of mist, disappearing into the dark space.

  Tang Lin had no time to catch his breath when a red-clothed man suddenly appeared in front of him, charging towards Tang Lin violently.

  Tang Lin's eyebrows furrowed, he wasn't afraid of fighting, but his physical strength was greatly consumed. Especially when his physical strength was being consumed, his metabolism would speed up, and who knows, he might starve to death!

  With Tang Lin's current Martial Artist Sixth Realm strength, his true energy circulated throughout his body. Even if he didn't eat for a year, he could barely hold on, but without food, his strength couldn't be replenished.

  "Am I going to die here?"

  Tang Lin gritted his teeth, the desperate situation like a sharp arrow at his brow, making him almost lose his rationality. Tang Lin forcibly calmed himself and recalled all the knowledge of array techniques that Xiao Hui had taught him.

  Since he refined his spirit and reached the state of "remembering everything at a glance", all things were fully remembered in his mind.

  Tang Lin was fighting with the red-clothed man while thinking of a way to crack the formation.

  However, the formation method is profound and complex. Even if Tang Lin memorized all of it, he couldn't understand it for a while just by rote memorization.

  At this moment, a flash of golden light appeared in front of Tang Lin, and the golden-robed man who had been beaten back by him earlier reappeared in front of Tang Lin.

  These two people together marched towards Tang Lin.

  The man in red flashed his body and transformed into ten clones, attacking Tang Lin together.

  Tang Lin was shocked in his heart, this was actually his own "Infinite Starry Sky" movement, how did this red-clothed man learn it?

  Unable to think, facing the attack of ten phantasms, Tang Lin could only cast out ten phantasms, constantly swimming and fighting.

  "Heaven and man are one." Tang Lin's body merged with the surrounding environment, like a fish entering water, his movements were elegant and unrestrained, and he didn't suffer any disadvantage in the fight.

  At this moment, a man in purple suddenly appeared out of thin air, displaying the Heaven-Man Unity stance, and approached Tang Lin.

  Tang Lin's heart sank, and he vaguely realized that this Eighteen Flags Illusory Array seemed to be able to replicate all of his abilities.

  In other words, the smaller the skill displayed, the weaker the power of these flag spirits.

  Tang Lin realized this too late, and in front of the red-clothed man with "Ten Illusory Bodies" and "Unity of Heaven and Man", he wanted to hide his clumsiness, but it had become extremely difficult, so he could only exert his strongest strength to engage in a fierce battle, otherwise he would immediately fall into defeat.

  ……

  Time flies.

  Qixing Wuguan, Xingge.

  A beautiful woman in a red skirt, like a elegant red cloud, flashed across the white jade stone square and entered the Scripture Pavilion. She anxiously asked an old man with white hair: "Respected Elder Mu, do you have any news of my brother?"

  The old man with white hair looked at the woman in front of him and sighed softly, "The master has already sent all the intelligence personnel to investigate. Your brother should be fine, don't worry. Recently, the Qingxue Kingdom's control is strict and their intelligence is strong. If your brother was assassinated by a neighboring country's killer, it will definitely be found out."

  The woman in a red skirt nodded slightly, but couldn't hide the anxiety between her eyebrows.

  ……

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