From Beast Abilities to Sect Grand Master

Zhao Qing Ying leaped up, dodging the slicing wave, and he thrust his fingers at Lee Hin.

A Twirling Wind Strike shot at Lee Hin.

With the head in his hand, Lee Hin lifted it up and let it face the Twirling Wind Strike head-on.

The eyes on the artifact opened again.

And the Twirling Wind Strike disappeared just like what had happened earlier.

Zhao Qing Ying stepped into the air, changing direction, and lunged at Lee Hin.

Lee Hin tried to point the head at Zhao Qing Ying to unleash the absorbed Twirling Wind Strike at him, but he wasn't fast enough.

Thud.

Zhao Qing Ying was too fast for Lee Hin as his palm struck Lee Hin's chest.

Cracking sounds could be heard as the rib cage of Lee Hin fractured.

Splatter.

Lee Hin spat out blood, and it splattered onto the copper coin veil.

"You are worthy of being my new body," Lee Hin said as he held onto Zhao Qing Ying's arm with one hand.

He lifted his other hand and placed the head artifact in front of Zhao Qing Ying's face.

Zhao Qing Ying knew something bad was about to happen.

The artifact might be able to swallow one's soul.

But he didn't bother as he readied his hand and thrust a Twirling Wind Strike at Lee Hin's chest.

The eyes of the head opened.

And to Lee Hin's surprise, Zhao Qing Ying only became translucent instead of becoming soulless.

"You are a manifestation!" Lee Hin said his last words as Zhao Qing Ying's Twirling Wind Strike tore through his chest, leaving a huge gaping hole in it.

Lee Hin dropped to the ground, and Zhao Qing Ying turned his attention to Xiao Di.

Xiao Di was ready for him with his sword in his hand.

With a slicing wave sent toward Xiao Di, Zhao Qing Ying tried to gauge how strong Xiao Di was.

Dang!

Xiao Di, using his sword, parried the slicing wave, and he lunged at Zhao Qing Ying with it.

The sword came at Zhao Qing Ying's neck, and he raised his hand and blocked it with his wine gourd.

Dang.

The impact parried away Xiao Di's sword, leaving his body exposed to Zhao Qing Ying.

Zhao Qing Ying thrust his fingers at Xiao Di's abdomen using the Twirling Wind Strike.

The scriptures on Xiao Di's armor glowed, and a white glow engulfed him.

Thud.

A muted thud was heard as the twirling wind couldn't break through the protection of the armor.

Zhao Qing Ying, using the wine gourd, smashed down onto Xiao Di's head.

Xiao Di quickly raised the sword in his hand to block it.

Dang.

His sword rang as the wine gourd hit it.

But to Xiao Di's surprise, the wine gourd wasn't closed, and wine poured down onto his eyes,

Making him temporarily visually impaired.

Zhao Qing Ying aimed for Xiao Di's throat this time.

He thrust his fingers at his throat, which wasn't protected by any armor.

Splatter.

Blood and tissue splattered onto the ground as the twirling wind tore Xiao Di's throat apart.

The soldiers, when they saw their commander taken down, got disorganized, and slowly they were beaten back by the disciples.

"Yes, we did it!"

"The military outpost is secured!"

"That will show Tan Xiao Yao who is boss."

The disciples cheered as they saw the troops retreating and running away from them.

Zhao Qing Ying glanced over at Qing Yang Zi.

Qing Yang Zi nodded, as what was left for them was all up to Lin Fan and the team in Bei Dian Castle.

Both turned into puffs of smoke and shot into the sky.

Their true selves needed all the powers they could have.

...

Bei Dian Castle.

Lin Fan had scaled the walls as the guards were distracted by the fireworks and got into the west side of the castle.

He smashed through an observation opening for archers and got into the room.

It was empty, so he quickly changed into the armor of Bushy Beard.

Although it was slightly oversized for him, it would have to do.

His target was in his room two hundred meters away down the corridor.

Using his Sound Memory ability, he listened to the activities outside.

Troops were patrolling, gossiping about whose wife had been seeing other men.

"Stop it. Stay alert while I go and relieve myself."

"Yes, commander."

The commander of the patrol stopped the gossip, and the soldiers obliged.

After the commander went away, Lin Fan peeped outside.

They stood and waited for the commander.

Lin Fan then used his Sound Memory ability and injected the commander's voice into their minds.

"All of you come and help me!"

The soldiers looked at each other, and they asked each other. Continue reading on My Virtual Library Empire

"You hear that?"

"Yes, the commander needs help?"

"I don't know, but I'm the most senior, so it wouldn't be me."

They started to chat with each other.

Lin Fan had to increase the urgency and injected the voice into their minds again.

"Argh! Come and help me, now!"

The urgent cry for help did the trick, and the patrolling soldiers ran away to help their commander.

Lin Fan quickly got out of the dark room and walked into the corridor.

He slowly approached his target's room.

In the distance, the patrolling soldiers were still arguing about how they heard their commander's cry for help.

Finally, he was in front of the room, and he pushed the door open.

Inside the room, a man in his armor was writing something on his desk.@@novelbin@@

When he heard the door open, he turned around and looked.

"Why didn't you ask for permission?"

The man, standing at 1.8 meters, was around Lin Fan's height.

He looked deceptively like a scholar with a brush pen in his hand and normal-looking physique.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "I'm sent by my commander from the military guard post in the mountain; he has an urgent message for you."

"What message?"

"He wants you to meet him in... hell."

Lin Fan said and lunged at the scholar with his Primordial Qi Claws.