They swiftly dodged the hidden weapon, avoiding being discovered by Lin Yifan.

In the water, their speed was much slower than on land, giving them ample time to evade the weakened attack of the hidden weapon.

After several seconds of silence, Lin Yifan was puzzled: "Could I have guessed wrong?"

Unconvinced, he decided to increase the number and took out several hidden weapons, intending to throw them forward.

However, just as he was about to act, a commotion came from the waters ahead.

He sensed the approach of a great enemy, a terrifying feeling as if a thousand troops were in the unknown waters ahead.

Lin Yifan was a hundred percent certain that what was blocking their path ahead were cultivators from the major sects.

To avoid being captured, they quickly retreated backward.

But not long after, they sensed a great force amassing behind them as well.

Now, only two routes lay before them, one was to burst out of the water and escape, the other was to fight to the death with disciples of the major sects underwater.

Lin Yifan had already had enough of this cowardice and would not endure it any longer.

"I've done all I can!"

These were the only words he could utter, expressing his stance.

An Qi and Xiaofang sighed continuously; with these words, they were powerless.

In fact, it wasn't Lin Yifan's fault. This group of people was forcing them too much, leaving them no path to live, so they had no choice but to throw decorum aside.

Lin Yifan took out a large handful of hidden weapons, constantly throwing them toward the water ahead and behind, killing the cultivators from the sects rushing toward them.

Du Yuze, Tan Jingwen, and An Qi would not sit and wait for death either, taking out hidden weapons they retrieved from the Secret Realm and attacking the enemies in front and behind.

Feeling the relentless assault from ferocious things, and in great numbers, the disciples of the sects dared not be careless, taking out their weapons to both defend and advance.

Despite the well-executed preventive measures, some among them were still injured by Lin Yifan and his group, subsequently being poisoned and dying, beyond rescue.

The disciples of the sects were extremely enraged, not expecting Lin Yifan and his group to dare fight back. In that case, they would show no mercy.

So, they all took out their sects' hidden weapons and threw them at Lin Yifan and his group.

Lin Yifan, while avoiding with Xiaofang, also made counterattacks, fiercely assaulting the cultivators from the major sects.

Thus, the stalemate continued, with neither side gaining the upper hand.

Seeing that long-distance combat like this was not effective, the cultivators from the major sects decided to charge forward, risking danger to engage in close combat with Lin Yifan and his group.

However, due to the loud noise of the earlier fight and the deaths of many people, quite a few river spirit beasts were attracted to scavenge, attacking the sect disciples first.

With enemies attacking from the front and powerful spirit beasts from behind, the disciples of the major sects realized that in this state, they were bound to lose, choosing decisively to leave the river and reach the shore to avoid risks.

Moreover, they wanted to leave the predicament for Lin Yifan and his group to face, not believing Lin Yifan and his group wouldn't come up.

Out of necessity, Lin Yifan and his group had to burst out of the water; with their location already exposed and river spirit beasts rampaging, there was no way to stay.

Emerging from the river bottom and flying into the sky, the sect disciples again engaged in battle with Lin Yifan and his group.

Lin Yifan opened up, entrusting Xiaofang to An Qi, then moved like a flash of lightning, weaving through the sect disciples and launching a slaughter.

"You are unworthy of my mercy!"

"Swish, swish, swish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of sect cultivators fell. They were stunned, unaware of how they died.

"Beast! Today, I'll tear you to pieces!"

The leaders of the sects, beside themselves with rage, saw their beloved junior brothers and sisters slaughtered by Lin Yifan and deemed it unforgivable.

"Then come and fight with all your might, let's see whether you deal with me or I deal with you!"

"So arrogant, who do you think you are?"

The strong cultivators from the sects didn't believe in fate, immediately going to besiege Lin Yifan, while the remaining cultivators went to capture An Qi and the other four.

With hostages in hand, they would easily deal with Lin Yifan; thus was also a way to defeat him.

As high realm powerhouses, Du Yuze and Tan Jingwen certainly wouldn't let the low realm An Qi and Xiaofang get harmed, enclosing them for protection.

An Qi wasn't to be underestimated, as those below the peak of the Divine Transformation Fifth Realm were no match for her, so she still had fighting strength.

Xiaofang was the most helpless, being the lowest in realm among the five, serving as nothing more than a burden without any other use.

There were six cultivators at the peak of the Divine Transformation Fifth Realm attacking Lin Yifan, including Monk Qingde from the Songshan Sect. It seemed in the face of profit, all benevolence and morality were hypocritical.

Lin Yifan would no longer show mercy; if given the chance, he wouldn't let this group have a path to live.

The great battle was about to erupt, both sides locked in fierce combat, with no sign of who's stronger yet.

Lin Yifan, displaying Immortal Level Light Skill, dodged attacks while launching his own, bombarding the six powerful cultivators at the peak of the Divine Transformation Fifth Realm.

The six cultivators at the peak of the Divine Transformation Fifth Realm refused to show weakness, continually using their ultimate moves to fight against Lin Yifan.

Fighting one against six was no joke; a slight mistake would lead to doom, so all the while, Lin Yifan's nerves were tight, not daring to relax even a bit.

Despite his considerable counter efforts, the six powerful cultivators at the peak of the Divine Transformation Fifth Realm still couldn't take down Lin Yifan, unconsciously feeling shame.

All of them were two realms higher than Lin Yifan, yet with their numerical superiority, they couldn't overpower him, which was quite embarrassing.

Yet from this, Lin Yifan's strength was clearly reflected, proving that his capabilities were no empty boast by the Songshan Sect disciples.

The disciples of the Medicinal Saint Valley were astonished, not expecting Lin Yifan to be so formidable, fighting one against six and yet not falling behind, truly frightening.

They thought Lin Yifan's strength hadn't improved yet, not expecting that a month before entering the Secret Realm, he had already elevated his power to another realm.

Qiu Yi had awakened, discovered one of his fingers missing without cause, and was full of hatred toward Lin Yifan.

Fortunately, his junior brothers applied a salve to reattach his finger. Otherwise, once it lost vitality, it could never be reattached.

Knowing he was no match for Lin Yifan, he vented all his anger on Lin Yifan's woman, especially An Qi.

He still held some reverence for Xiaofang, as she was his senior sister, and had always protected him in the past, unwilling to lay hands on her.

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