Within the lower main hall, while Lin Xuan and Ling Qingzhu stood locked in a silent standoff, a fierce conflict had already erupted in the Spiritual Treasure hall they had passed through moments before.
Lin Dong, now wielding the newly acquired spear-shaped Spiritual Treasure, narrowed his eyes at Wang Pan, who stood opposite, flanked by the approaching Wang Clan members. Without a word, Lin Dong slowly retreated behind Lin Ke'er, Lin Xue, and the others.
Wang Pan's brow furrowed slightly at Lin Dong's actions. He looked at Lin Ke'er standing in front of Lin Dong, and then at Lin Chen and the others, whose expressions were somewhat strange but who remained silent. His gaze gradually turned cold.
The next moment, Wang Pan's pupils suddenly contracted as he looked at the drop of blood essence falling onto the spear-shaped Spiritual Treasure. He could no longer sit still and shouted sharply.
"You bastard, you dare bind it with blood essence?!"
However, Lin Dong didn't even glance at Wang Pan. Instead, he examined the Spiritual Treasure in his hand with a look of amazement. The originally dark spear-shaped Spiritual Treasure had undergone a great change after absorbing Lin Dong's blood essence.
The spear-shaped Spiritual Treasure, which had previously looked quite rough, had its spear tip elongated, and two crescent moons extended from both sides of the spear tip, like a dragon extending its claws. The spear shaft also had a few more dark red glows than the previous dark color, making it look more domineering and rugged.
Moreover, many hideous scales had grown on the originally smooth spear shaft, like a slender and fierce dragon.
Looking at the drastically changed Heavenly Scale Ancient Halberd, Lin Dong's eyes showed a few more colors of amazement. After waving it a few times with fondling admiration, his gaze fixed on the four large characters hidden in the scales on the halberd's body.
"Heavenly Scale Ancient Halberd!"
Wang Pan, who was blocked by Lin Ke'er and the others, was furious when he saw Lin Dong, who had damaged his Spiritual Treasure, not only planting a blood essence brand on the Spiritual Treasure as if no one else was present, but also directly ignoring him.
"Lin Ke'er, step aside! This has nothing to do with your Lin Clan. I only want him!"
"Hmph, what if we don't? Lin Dong is also a member of our Lin Clan. If you're looking for trouble with him, then it has something to do with our Lin Clan!"
Lin Ke'er snorted coldly, not only did she not back down, but she even took a step forward proactively, saying in a very strong tone.
"Heh, I don't remember that the younger generation of your Lin Clan having a clansman named Lin Dong."
Wang Pan sneered and said, while also beckoning, gathering all the Wang Clan's forces around him.
This trip to the Ancient Tomb Mansion had been a complete disaster for their Wang Clan, Lin Dong had used a group of demonic beasts to block them for so long, causing them to not get much at all.
Not only that, but Wang Pan's own Spiritual Treasure was almost destroyed by Lin Dong. Although it wasn't broken, it had now lost a lot of its spirituality, and repairing it would require a lot of resources.
It could be said that Wang Pan not only didn't earn anything on this trip, but he even lost a lot.
In contrast, the Lin Clan's forces, speaking of which, Wang Pan felt a burst of frustration in his heart. Can you believe that out of a total of six Spiritual Treasures, the best knife-shaped Spiritual Treasure was snatched by Lin Ke'er, the rarest armor Spiritual Treasure was taken by Lin Xue, and the shield-shaped Spiritual Treasure was obtained by Lin Chen.
What made Wang Pan even more angry was that after seeing the Lin Clan's people get their hands on the treasures, each of them stared at them covetously, but no one dared to be the first to snatch the Lin Clan's treasures.
If you add the Spiritual Treasure that Lin Dong obtained, the Lin Clan had almost obtained all four of the most valuable Spiritual Treasures.
Was this fair?
However, Wang Pan didn't dare to attack and snatch the Spiritual Treasures that the Lin Clan had obtained, so he could only set his sights on Lin Dong.
"That's right, Lin Dong is a member of my Lin Clan's branch family!"
Lin Chen, who was standing next to him, said. Just as a look of joy appeared on Wang Pan's face, he heard Lin Chen voice.
"But still. What's that got to do with your Wang Clan? You think you're qualified to touch our Spiritual Treasure?" He raised his shield, the polished surface gleaming like a provocation. "You're not worthy."
With this large shield in hand, even if his strength was weaker than Wang Pan, Lin Chen was not afraid. Besides, Lin Ke'er and Lin Xue were also nearby. Not to mention defeating Wang Pan, they could at least stand in an invincible position.
As long as they stalled for a while, until Wu Tao and the other deacons arrived, they could settle the old scores properly!
At this moment, Lin Chen, who was glaring at Wang Pan, didn't notice that behind him, a cold gaze slowly faded away. Lin Dong lowered his head and stroked Little Flame, who was standing beside him, without saying a word.
"You!"
Wang Pan, who had been publicly ridiculed by Lin Chen, was also furious. In particular, the gazes from all around made Wang Pan, and the people of the Wang Clan, look extremely unsightly.
However, just as Lin Chen thought, Wang Pan really didn't dare to act rashly. Not to mention that the Lin Clan had the advantage in numbers, just the name of that person alone made Wang Pan not dare to have any thoughts about the Lin Clan.
That sword was still vivid in Wang Pan's mind. He didn't think that he, a mere Great Perfection of Core Formation Realm cultivator, could block a sword that even a Qi Creation Realm expert couldn't block.
His face pale with rage, Wang Pan clenched his jaw and flicked his sleeve with a cold snort. With no other option, he turned and led his men away.
Watching the Wang Clan leave, Lin Chen finally felt relieved and had a smug smile on his face. He turned around, gently patted Lin Dong's shoulder, and said with a smile.
"Well done, we just have to deal with those sons of bitches from the Wang Clan!"
Lin Ke'er couldn't help but roll her eyes at Lin Chen, and then looked at Lin Dong, who seemed a little uncomfortable, and said softly.
"Lin Dong, next, we plan to rest here for a while, and wait for the other clansmen to arrive. What about you? Are you with us, or...?"
There were many people in the Lin Clan, so after entering, they were divided into several teams. At this moment, they naturally had to wait for everyone to gather. Of course, if anyone dared to bully their people, they would naturally have to settle the score properly.
Lin Dong glanced at Lin Chen, who had suddenly become enthusiastic, and then turned to Lin Ke'er and said.
"I'll go in and take a look first, see if I can find any spiritual herbs of the extreme yin type."
This time, Lin Dong's main purpose in coming here was to help Qing Tan find the Extreme Nether Yin Dragon Saliva. Since he hadn't found a similar place before, Lin Dong guessed that it might be in a deeper location.
"Alright, since you insist, then be careful. Remember, life is the most important thing!"
Lin Ke'er nodded slightly upon hearing this, and after giving a few soft instructions, she watched Lin Dong go deeper into the Ancient Tomb Mansion.