Chapter 323. Sword Saint Ling Tianhou (1/2)

The celestial swords sped by in a ray of light. Wang Lin closely followed the swords through the void and in the blink of an eye entered the celestial fragment.

“It’s him!” The first thing Wang Lin saw was a white-robed woman with long hair flowing in the air. Before her were two golden dragons.

Chi Hu also noticed the white-robed woman. He was shocked and silently pondered.

After arriving here, Wang Lin put away the compass. He revealed a shocked expression as he began to silently ponder as well.

Those two golden dragons roared like crazy and all of the celestial swords that came from all over the celestial realm charged toward them.

Gradually, as more and more celestial swords arrived, they intertwined together and formed another golden dragon.

The three golden dragons circled around the white-robed woman. Her cold gaze would occasionally sweep the surrounding area.

There were still waves of celestial swords flying toward here.

It didn’t take much time. As waves of celestials swords arrived, more than 100 others had gathered in this fragment. These were the fast ones that had managed to follow the celestial swords.

As the celestial swords endlessly arrived, so did more and more cultivators. Almost all of them revealed hints of greed as they stared at the golden dragons around the white-robed woman.

Anyone who could enter the celestial realm was an elite of their respective cultivation planet. While they all were greedy, they all managed to control themselves. They were waiting to see who would be the first one to act.

“Ting Er, please stop. There are already three rain celestial swords. That is enough,” a soft voice in the forehead of one of the golden dragons said.

The white-robed woman calmly said, “It’s not enough. Just wait a bit and the fourth rain celestial sword will take form.”

Just as she finished speaking, the celestial swords began to take the shape of the fourth dragon. As more and more celestial swords arrived, the speed at which it was forming increased.

Just at this moment, a powerful roar suddenly came from the east. This roar was filled with provocation. All three golden dragons turned their gazes toward the east.

A giant ball of fire flew in from that direction. The heat wave already arrived before the fireball got close. Some of the nearby cultivators’ expressions changed greatly. They quickly backed up and made a path for it.

Just as they got out of the way, the ball of fire charged through the void and exploded in the sky above the fragment. The ball of fire scattered into countless smaller meteors that shot out in all directions. In the middle of the ball of fire was a Qilin surrounded by green flames. It blew two white streams of steam out of its nose as it stared at the three golden dragons.

“This is… celestial Qilin! The Da Lou Sword Sect’s guardian beast!”

“This beast belongs to sword saint Ling Tianhou. That old master is here!”

“What kind of treasure could make senior Lin Tianhou come personally?”

A few of the more knowledgeable cultivators were shocked. They began to guess why Lin Tianhou was here. A few of the cultivators with weaker wills backed up and exclaimed out loud.

Wang Lin calmly looked toward the large celestial Qilin. On its very large head sat one person.

This person was wearing a green robe and his white hair moved without any wind. Although he looked skinny, the aura he gave off was very oppressive. This was especially true for the four illusionary swords behind his back. Every time they flashed, Wang Lin would feel a bang on his chest.

Bang! Bang!

After two bangs, Wang Lin’s face became pale and a stream of blood came out from the corner of his mouth, causing him to withdraw his gaze. Chi Hu coughed out a mouthful of blood with a terrifying expression on his face.

No just the two of them, but many people had blood streaming from the corners of their mouths. Their faces were filled with shock and terror.

A few people, the ones who recognized the Qilin, quickly lowered their heads and sneered in their hearts. “Hmph, the Da Lou Sword Sect’s sword saint is not someone we can compete with. That person’s cultivation level is higher than the heavens and those four swords are his life treasures that he created from his cultivation. They never disappear and can be turned into thousands of swords. If your cultivation level isn’t high enough, then just taking a look at them will injure you. If you try to force yourself to look at them, you may even die.”

Wang Lin took a deep breath as he slapped his bag of holding and took out the restriction flag. The flag turned into black fog and quickly surrounded him. He ate some pills and began to cultivate, which allowed a sliver of red to return to his face.

After that Qilin appeared, it snorted two hot streams of air before charging forward.

At this moment, the old man sitting on the Qilin opened his eyes. He stared at the white-robed woman with a serious expression on his face.

The old man’s face was gloomy as he slowly asked, “Are you a celestial?”

The moment those words came out, all of the surrounding cultivators panicked, but then all of them quickly became silent as they looked toward the white-robed woman.