Cosmic Trading System

Lin Yun and his companions all concealed their auras, and the cultivator hadn't sensed their formidable strength. Otherwise, if he had sensed the strength of Lin Yun's group, would he still remain in the sky and show off so blatantly? He would have descended in a panic long ago!

Indeed, he had been standing in the sky on his sword without coming down, which was indeed a display of showing off. People live for their face, trees for their bark; most have a psychology of showing off, and he was no exception.

Seeing the disciples of his sect and the admiring gazes from everyone, he enjoyed it very much.

However, he quickly noticed the several women in Lin Yun's group and couldn't help exclaiming in awe, "Could there be such stunning and ethereal beauties in the mortal world?"

"Hmph!"

Witnessing this, the Patrol Heaven Envoy behind Lin Yun could no longer hold back and let out another cold snort.

"Are you disciples of the Sword Immortal Sect?" the Patrol Heaven Envoy asked in a deep voice.

Perhaps, this cultivator named Mo had some status in the Sword Immortal Sect, but in his eyes, there was no difference. As a formidable level twelve cultivator and a Patrol Heaven Envoy monitoring the entire common Immortal Origin World, to him, cultivators below level twelve were almost the same, whether they were elders of a sect, sect masters or ordinary disciples.

Even for an ordinary disciple of a sect, he would hold them in regard if they reached the eleventh level because, in the Immortal Origin World, that would mean they were not from a minor sect.

Even as a Patrol Heaven Envoy directly responsible to the Lord of Immortal Origin, he had to tread carefully.

However, this Mr. Mo, being only at the Peak of the eighth level, and as for the Sword Immortal Sect which he had heard of—a minor sect in the Immortal Origin World—it simply wasn't included in his considerations.

"So you are the strong one that Apprentice Nephew Li mentioned? You indeed have guts, daring to speak to me in such a tone!" Mo Martial Uncle stood with his hands behind his back on his flying sword in the air and said indifferently.

"Don't blame me for bullying the weak, if you can withstand a single strike of my sword air, I'll spare your life!" Pausing for a moment, Mo Martial Uncle continued to speak, and as he did, he slowly extended a finger, with a hint of sword air vaguely emerging from it.

He did not mean to underestimate the Patrol Heaven Envoy; it's just that the message in the distress talisman he received stated that Apprentice Nephew Li and his group encountered local strong cultivators from Earth.

How long had Earth's cultivators been practicing? What was the environment on Earth?

In his view, an appearance of a sixth level cultivator on Earth was already extremely astonishing; even if the strength of this individual surpassed Apprentice Nephew Li and the others, how much could it be by?

Apprentice Nephew Li was at the later stage of the sixth level; he estimated that the opponent must be at the Peak of the sixth level!

After all, breaking through from the Peak of the sixth level to the seventh level is not that easy!

He had yet to encounter a few native Earth cultivators at the seventh level!

At most, they were at the early or mid-term of the seventh level, which would be quite remarkable!

As a powerful Peak eighth level cultivator himself, with his sect's powerful techniques, his every move was not something that the local seventh level cultivators of Earth could withstand!

With one move, if they didn't die, they would be gravely disabled!

This was how Mo Martial Uncle viewed the situation.

"Martial Uncle!"

Hearing Mo Martial Uncle's words, Apprentice Nephew Li's brothers were surprised.

Just now, the aura released by the other party felt extremely terrifying, and with their experience, they knew the opponent was more than just a simple sixth or seventh level cultivator; wasn't Mo Martial Uncle being a little too overconfident?

However, unlike the ordinary surprise of his junior brothers and sisters, Apprentice Nephew Li was in a state of panic.

His entire body was trembling as he quickly looked up at Mo Martial Uncle and stammered, "Mo... Mo Martial Uncle, he... they... they are..."

Unlike his junior brothers and sisters, he had planned to obtain high-tech or high-tech products from Lin White that Lin Yun had left behind more than ten years ago, and so, he had investigated some information about Lin Yun.

Listening to the conversation between Lin Yun, Lin Mengmeng, and Lin White, and comparing Lin Yun's appearance, he vaguely realized something...

Lin Yun!

Lin White had actually called that young man Lin Yun!

That young man was actually Lin Yun!

Heavens!

More than ten years ago, Lin Yun burst onto the scene on Earth and killed many strong individuals from the Immortal Origin Holy Land!

Perhaps the strong individuals Lin Yun killed at that time were not much for the entire Immortal Origin Holy Land!

But to them, these strong individuals were genuinely formidable!

Compared to those strong individuals, Mo Martial Uncle at the Peak of the eighth level was nothing!

The powerful Lin Yun of Earth from more than ten years ago... had actually returned...

"What exactly is it? Speak clearly!"

Mo Martial Uncle, who was about to make a move on the Patrol Heaven Envoy, saw Apprentice Nephew Li like this, furrowed his brows, and rebuked him with an unhappy face.

He was in the midst of showing off with great gusto, only to be interrupted by Apprentice Nephew Li and his group, which greatly irritated him.

Didn't these people coordinate well with his appearance just now? To behave in such an embarrassing manner now, how could they be so oblivious!

"Martial Brother Li?"

The juniors and sisters of Martial Brother Li who saw him react like this were slightly puzzled.

Although they felt that Martial Uncle Mo would not be able to resolve the Earthly strong one with a single move, there seemed to be no need for such an intense reaction, right?

"Mo... Martial Uncle Mo! He... he is Lin Yun! The Lin Yun from over a decade ago! They are the ones who left Earth back then, and they have returned!" Just then, Martial Brother Li swallowed and finally managed to speak clearly, his heart filled with extreme fear.

"Boom!"

As he spoke, another distress talisman exploded in the palm of his hand.

Now that these people were identified as Lin Yun's group from back then, they definitely were not something he or Martial Uncle Mo could handle; it was best to seek help quickly.

"What? They are the group that left Earth over a decade ago? And Lin Yun is among them?"

In fact, when Apprentice Nephew Li started acting abnormally, Martial Uncle Mo had already sensed that something wasn't right. Not waiting to hear the full story from Apprentice Nephew Li, Martial Uncle Mo had a flash of insight, connecting many dots. He shook from head to toe, looked down at the group in fear, and exclaimed in shock.

In a daze, he stumbled and nearly fell over.

Whoosh!

However, unexpectedly, just as he stabilized himself, the next moment, he flashed with a burst of light at his feet and was about to leave the place immediately.

In just an instant, he was thousands of meters away.

"What?"

"Martial Uncle Mo..."

Seeing this scene, Martial Brother Li and his group were dumbfounded, never expecting such a reaction from their Martial Uncle Mo.

"This is..."

The many onlookers who were watching the scene unfold were also stunned.

What was happening?

A great personage of the Immortal World was scared off?

"Lin Yun? Who is Lin Yun to scare him so fiercely?"

"Could it be one of the great figures of the Immortal World?"

Some were curious.

"Lin Yun... left Earth over a decade ago... could it be him!"

"It's him... it's him... he's actually returned!"

A few people seemed to realize something. They suddenly turned their heads, looking at Lin Yun's group with their bodies violently trembling, speaking agitatedly.

After over a decade, Lin Yun had finally returned.

Cultivators at the Peak of the Eighth Level move very quickly, and at this moment, Martial Uncle Mo had already fled a hundred miles away, appearing as a mere speck in the sky.

Around him, some of the Earth's humans with weaker strength could not even see him.

"Get back here!" Just then, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the Patrol Heaven Envoy behind Lin Yun, who commanded sternly.

"Boom!"

With that command, he stretched out his hand and a terrifying force emitted from his palm. A transparent hand of energy chased after the retreating Cultivator Mo, who had already made it extremely far, and violently pulled him back.

"Thunderous boom!"

Like a meteor, Cultivator Mo reappeared before everyone's eyes and smashed heavily onto the ground, creating a huge hole.

When the dark hole came into view, everyone was simultaneously astounded.

"An Eighth Level Peak Cultivator... is not even a match for one..."

"Such... such terrifying power..."

The crowd was in shock for a long while.

"Thud!"

Martial Brother Li and his companions could no longer hold back and knelt to the ground.

"Spare us! Spare our lives!"

They kowtowed continuously to Lin Yun, Lin White, and their group, pleading endlessly.