"Do you want to die or live, give me an answer?" Li Lin's gaze landed on the leader of the six-level martial generals.

  "What does it matter whether we want to die or live?" The gaze of that leading six-level martial general fell on Ouyang Lengji and Jiang Yuanguan, feeling their extraordinary presence with his strength, before replying to Li Lin.

  "If you want to die, I don't mind killing you. If you want to live, then there are conditions." Li Lin said lightly.

  At this moment, the eyes of several leaders of the mercenary group were all fixed on Li Lin, including a five-level martial general clothed in dark red attire, his clothing bearing numerous bloodstains, uncertain whether they were his own or his opponent's, looked at Li Lin with a hint of confusion and asked, "What are the conditions?"

  "I won't hesitate to kill more if you're not one of mine. So, join my Flying Spirit Gate, and I can spare your lives. Also, I will deal with the people from Ghost Martial Sect for you." Li Lin smiled slightly, his face still carrying that calm expression.

  Hearing Li Lin's words, the people from the mercenary group looked at each other, apparently quite surprised.

  "Hmph! Flying Spirit Gate, you're quite bold. Don't forget your identity," the seven-level martial general from Ghost Martial Sect couldn't restrain himself any longer, glaring coldly at Li Lin.

  Li Lin glanced coldly at that seven-level martial general from Ghost Martial Sect, a chill shooting out from his gaze before asking the leaders of the mercenary group again, "I'll ask you once more, join Flying Spirit Gate, or die."

  The leaders of the mercenary group exchanged glances, and then the leading six-level martial general said, "We don't know what kind of treatment we will receive if we join Flying Spirit Gate. If it's going to be tough for us, then we would rather die after putting up a fight."

  "Still have some backbone." Li Lin looked at the leader of the mercenary group, "Join Flying Spirit Gate, and I promise you won't be mistreated or regret it."

  "In that case, if you can take care of the people from Ghost Martial Sect for us, joining Flying Spirit Gate is also an option," the leading martial generals of the mercenary group seemed to have reached a consensus, the six-level martial general finally gritted his teeth and said.

  "Good, you won't regret this." Li Lin smiled slightly, subduing this mercenary group. With the strength of this group, Flying Spirit Gate's power had once again increased.

  Ouyang Lengji and Jiang Yuanguan exchanged meaningful glances, surprised at how easily their sect leader had subdued the mercenary group, thinking to themselves that this young sect leader really knew how to seize an opportunity.

  "Hey hey, quite a bold Flying Spirit Gate. Do you want to be annihilated? You are just an external force of Ghost Martial Sect, quite audacious," the seven-level martial general from Ghost Martial Sect, having been ignored by Li Lin twice, was completely enraged.

  "Annihilate? With just Ghost Martial Sect? You know the purpose of Ghost Martial Sect entering the Foggy Mountain Range; don't tell me you think Flying Spirit Gate doesn't exist," Li Lin finally turned his gaze to the people from Ghost Martial Sect, a chill spreading in his eyes.

  Feeling the chill gradually emanating from Li Lin's words, that seven-level martial general from Ghost Martial Sect's skin tightened, his face twitching as he said, "What does Ghost Martial Sect entering the Foggy Mountain Range have to do with Flying Spirit Gate? Don't forget, Ghost Martial Sect is the master of the Foggy Mountain Range. Have you forgotten your identity? Is Flying Spirit Gate planning to revolt?"

  "From now on, the Foggy Mountain Range belongs to Flying Spirit Gate, and has nothing to do with Ghost Martial Sect," Li Lin said lightly. "Since you're here, then stay; no need to leave the Foggy Mountain Range."

  "With just you, kid, I'm afraid you're not strong enough," the seven-level martial general coldly said. At the sect conference three years ago, all from Ghost Martial Sect had some understanding of Li Lin, and he was no exception. Being only at the martial master level three years ago, he naturally did not take him seriously now.

  The people from the mercenary group were closely gathered together at this moment, the leaders among them also puzzled. This young man in green robe seemed to be the sect leader of Flying Spirit Gate, but there were only three of them. Could they really contend against the people from Ghost Martial Sect?

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  "A seven-level martial general, at least, I don't take you seriously," Li Lin said lightly.

  "Hmph, such big words, kid. Let me see if you have the guts to back them up," the seven-level martial general from Ghost Martial Sect could no longer restrain himself. As his voice fell, his expression turned cold, and with a fierce stomp, his Qi vibrated around him as he charged directly at Li Lin.

  "How dare you…" Jiang Yuanguan coldly said, his face twitching. They hadn't made a move throughout the journey, just about to act, but Li Lin's voice was already heard, "I'll handle this person."

  As soon as the words fell, Li Lin's figure instantly disappeared from the spot, vanishing like a ghost.

  Ouyang Lengji and Jiang Yuanguan's expressions changed slightly, but they did not make a move, their gazes instantly focusing on the front.

  "Swoosh!"

  The seven-level martial general from Ghost Martial Sect, charging directly at Li Lin, suddenly saw Li Lin disappear from the spot, his eyes widening in shock. He quickly retracted his Qi, stopping in place.

  "Today, I will let you know whether Flying Spirit Gate has the right," as the figure of the seven-level martial general from Ghost Martial Sect just paused, Li Lin's figure instantly appeared in front of him, less than twenty meters away.

  "Hehe, such a young brat, so arrogant," the seven-level martial general from Ghost Martial Sect sneered coldly with a sinister gaze.

  Ignoring the man's cold laughter, Li Lin merely glanced at him and said, "You can make your move. If I make a move, you won't even have the chance to."

  "Arrogant," Ouyang Lengji and Jiang Yuanguan's gazes flickered, their sect leader was only a four-level martial general, and the opponent was a seven-level martial general, this arrogance was not small.

  At this moment, next to the eight-level martial general of Ghost Martial Sect, there was also a five-level martial general. These two strong individuals from Ghost Martial Sect also showed slight changes in expression, but they did not stop the seven-level martial general from acting against Li Lin, also wanting to test the strength of these three from Flying Spirit Gate. With their strength, they were actually more worried about the two people behind Li Lin, feeling somewhat uncomfortable from their aura.

  "Kid, you're too arrogant and ignorant. Today, I will let you know that Flying Spirit Gate cannot contend against Ghost Martial Sect, nor can you contend against me," hearing Li Lin's words, the eyes of the seven-level martial general from Ghost Martial Sect grew even colder. Although he had been unable to gauge Li Lin's strength, Li Lin was only at the martial master level three years ago. In three years, advancing to the martial soul, at most reaching the five-level martial soul, was already quite remarkable. This young brat couldn't possibly be his match.

  As his voice fell, the Qi of the seven-level martial general from Ghost Martial Sect vibrated, the airflow in front of him expanding, his hand seals changing rapidly, and a wave of water attribute Qi instantly condensed into a ten-meter-long palm imprint. The space around the palm imprint violently surged, and although the palm imprint was not large, it carried a sharp and powerful momentum, crashing towards Li Lin.

  "Swoosh!" Li Lin smiled faintly, a cyclone under his feet instantly flashed, and his figure disappeared from the spot like lightning, the palm imprint nearly grazing his chest as it flew by.

  "Swoosh swoosh!" The hand seals of the seven-level martial general from Ghost Martial Sect changed rapidly, the palm imprint suddenly retracted, the space ripples quickly converging, missing with one strike. His eyes clearly paused for a moment, obviously surprised by Li Lin's speed, but this moment of astonishment lasted less than an instant.

  Suddenly, the eyes of the seven-level martial general sharpened, his hand seals changing again, pushing out a hand seal, his Qi instantly covering the sky and earth, a violent momentum crashing down. Simultaneously, a wave of water attribute energy also gathered, the dense water attribute energy converging like a stream.

  Instantly, all of this converged in front of him into a howling water vortex, the space around trembling, obviously, the seven-level martial general's face could not bear the earlier miss. This move was intended to kill Li Lin with all his might.

  "Kid, die," with a cold shout, the seven-level martial general's killing intent surged, the massive water vortex rapidly spinning, carrying a deafening whooshing sound as it expanded rapidly, a terrifying aura and fierce pressure emanating from within. The airflow around the space was completely twisted, like a tornado sweeping open, then fiercely enveloping Li Lin. This attack was somewhat similar to Li Lin's Angry Sea Roar, but the level of this martial technique was much stronger, seeming to reach the mid-tier yellow level.

  For a second-tier force like Ghost Martial Sect, elders in the sect could not compare with the direct disciples of major sects and schools; not everyone had high-tier yellow level martial techniques. Generally speaking, having mid-tier yellow level martial techniques was already quite good, and high-tier yellow level martial techniques, in second-tier forces, were only cultivated by the strongest few elders.

  At this moment, this massive force instantly enveloped Li Lin, the whooshing sound echoing through the space, the terrifying aura instantly sweeping open like a hurricane. In an instant, the range covered by this violent force had reached eight or nine hundred meters, the formidable pressure causing Ouyang Lengji and Jiang Yuanguan to involuntarily shake their gazes.

  "Swoosh swoosh!" The little dragon had already reached the back of the Blood Jade Demon Tiger, watching the big boss without worry, its small eyes revealing a hint of amusement.