Chapter 242. Punnan Zi (2/2)

In the deepest part of this Black Mud Pit was a coffin made of black crystals. This black crystal coffin wasn’t covered by black mud. It could be said that there was a thick layer of white bones between the coffin and the black mud.

Among these bones were the bones of humans and beasts. These bones belonged to the people that were sucked in over the past 400 years.

This place was where the person Teng Eight feared the most cultivated. This was Teng One’s cultivating area.

Teng One was a legend in the Teng family.

This person wasn’t a descent of Teng Huayuan. To be exact, he was a younger brother of Teng Huayuan.

He was the only core Teng family member that no one dared to challenge and the only person that held the name Teng One for the past 400 years.

When Wang Lin got within 1000 kilometers of the mud pit, he noticed what was special about this place. After pondering a little, he decided not to let the mosquito beast continue and flew onward by himself.

Almost the moment Wang Lin entered the 1000 kilometer range of the mud pit, a withered hand reached out from the coffin. Slowly, a skeleton-like man sat up.

This person’s whole body was black and there were no muscles in his body at all. On his head were only a few patches of hair. The whole person looked very terrifying.

In his eyes, a ghostly light gradually lit up. He then slowly raised his head.

At the moment, Wang Lin was above the Black Mud Pit. His expression was more serious than it had been before and his restriction flag was already out and floating next to him. He looked at the mud pit. Without any hesitation, his eyes glowed red and a series of Ji Realm red lightning bolts shot into the black mud.

Deep inside the mud pit, the ghostly light in the eyes of the man in the coffin shined brightly as he watched the series of red lightning bolts land. The man raised his bony hand and touched one of the red lightning bolts.

Suddenly, with a loud bang, the red lightning disappeared without a trace and cracks appeared on the man’s finger.

The man licked his lips. In the ghostly light in his eyes, a powerful urge to fight appeared. He slowly stood up. At that moment, more red lightning bolts landed, but were blocked by his finger.

Eventually, all of the red lightning bolts were blocked, but his entire right arm was filled with cracks. He looked at his arm and shook it. It instantly turned to dust.

He didn’t seem to care at all. His body emitted a powerful will to fight. He let out a smile as he charged upwards.

Wang Lin’s face was very ugly. He could clearly feel that just now, the red lightning formed by the Ji Realm was blocked at the cost of only an arm.

Something like this has never happened before. Wang Lin could confirm that this person’s cultivation level was not Spirit Severing yet, but he could block the attack of the Ji Realm.

The moment the man started to dash upward, Wang Lin surrounded the area with the restriction flag without any hesitation. Then, his hand formed a seal and 90 restrictions turned into the shape of dragons and charged toward the mud pit.

The skinny man revealed a dumbfounded expression toward the restrictions. He didn’t dodge at all and allowed the restrictions to hit his body.

Suddenly, countless cracks appeared all over his body. After the last restriction landed, although his body was covered in cracks, he wasn’t even slowed down at all.

Wang Lin’s expression was gloomy as he quickly backed up. His hand formed a seal and pointed to the sky as 90 more restriction flew out.

The skinny man looked at the cracks on his body, then at Wang Lin. He licked his lips as he suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Without any hesitation, Wang Lin dodged to the side and, with a ripping sound, the edge of Wang Lin’s clothes were torn. Right where Wang Lin was before, the skinny man appeared, holding a piece of Wang Lin’s clothes. His eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

Wang Lin’s scalp tingled as he stared at the skinny man. If he was a breath slower, he would have been hit by the skinny man.

His eyes darkened as the restrictions descended once more and charged toward the skinny man.

The skinny man once again revealed a dumbfounded expression. He didn’t dodge. He simply let the restrictions hit him, causing more cracks to appear on his body.

Wang Lin’s eyes lit up. Before all of the restrictions landed, he spent even more spiritual energy to summon more restrictions to attack. At the same time, his body never stopped as he constantly moved around. While he was controlling the restrictions, countless Ji Realm red lightning bolts were shot out.

That skinny man still didn’t move. Only when the Ji Realm lightning was about to land would he raise his left hand to block. Gradually, more and more cracks appeared on his body and his left arm started to turn to dust.

This was a very strange battle. Wang Lin’s battle experience can be said to be very rich, but he has never experience a battle this strange.