Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 335: Sword Washes Away Mountains and Rivers

Inside the stone house, the light was dim as a bean.

Su Ming leaned against the cold stone wall corner, his eyes tightly shut, his breathing so faint it was almost imperceptible. As the last trace of his spiritual sense was exhausted, his consciousness completely sank into the darkness deep within his Consciousness Sea.

Only the dim "Formation Heart Seal" on his chest was still pulsating with an extremely slow rhythm.

"This foolish kid, really thinks he's made of iron."

Deep within the Consciousness Sea, inside the space of the Xuantian ring, a translucent elderly figure sat cross-legged. It was Lin Yu.

He looked at Su Ming's face, pale as paper in the outside world. Though his words were disdainful, his eyes, which usually held a hint of mockery, now uncommonly revealed a trace of gravity. Lin Yu formed hand seals, and ripples like water waves shimmered across the surface of his Soul Body. Following the seal on Su Ming's chest, he cautiously took over the connection between this body and the external formation.

"Hidden Dragon Formation, rise."

With the infusion of Lin Yu's spiritual sense, the Formation Flags and carvings around the stone house, originally just lifeless objects, seemed to be injected with new life.

If a high-level cultivator were to activate their spiritual eye, they would see countless threads of earth vein spiritual energy, fine as gossamer, slowly climbing along those nodes. It was like a layer of gray film, completely enveloping the stone house and the more than twenty lives inside.

After completing this, Lin Yu did not rest.His soul followed the earth veins spreading like a spiderweb beneath his feet, instantly traversing the barrier of space.

This sensation was wondrous.

He was no longer Lin Yu, no longer that remnant soul hiding within the ring. He seemed to have become a part of this very land. He could "hear" the sound of grass seeds sprouting within the soil, could "see" the pulse of an underground river striking against rocks.

His consciousness extended northward along the earth veins, passing over thirty miles of Black Pine Forest, all the way to the ruins that had just experienced catastrophe.

Three hundred miles away, Iron Wall Pass.

The scene here, viewed with the naked eye, was scorched earth. But from Lin Yu's earth vein perspective, this was a pot of boiling oil.

The originally stable earth vein nodes were blasted to pieces, spiritual energy rampaging everywhere like an uncontrolled flood. And within these chaotic currents, countless dark golden points of light were frantically squirming.

Those were the insect swarms.

They crowded densely at the wounds of the earth veins, greedily devouring the overflowing spiritual energy, even the lingering blood qi of the fallen cultivators that had yet to dissipate.

position of the earth veins, the former location of the Spiritual Hub Hall, there was a massive "void." That was originally where Elder Mo had detonated his Golden Core. Now, it resembled an ulcer that could not heal, still

"Truly... a hellish tableau."

Lin Yu sighed inwardly.

VR movie to him. His primary task

flowed in

About a day passed.

golden points of light had along the earth veins, a fluctuation that made his Soul

a fluctuation of spiritual energy. It was... a trembling of

directed

of light, bright as great suns, were approaching at extreme speed. They made no sound of tearing through the air because they themselves represented a certain will of this heaven and earth. Wherever they passed, the swirling wind and

even this heaven and earth could

come... the big ones have

first to arrive was a cyan sword

those low-level flying swords. It simply and plainly hovered in the air above the

The next instant.

The sword light moved.

earth-shattering explosion, no

merely trembled lightly, then seemed to sprinkle a

three-foot-long sword body. Like a rainstorm flowing

*Pfft, pfft, pfft.*

perspective, Lin Yu saw a scene that made

still frantically devouring spiritual energy, upon contact with the cyan sword energies,

from the

rainstorm was dense, it avoided all the broken

It only killed insects.

In just three breaths.

ruins, originally like a boiling pool of blood,

golden points

is... the method

watched, his mind shaken, his Soul Body trembling

wasn't just a crushing of power; this was practically a Dimensional

level of precision did this require

his fear. He attached his spiritual sense to