God Destroying Pearl

Soon after.

Song Yun restrained his breath and stepped into an inconspicuous little shop that sold materials for refining talismans.

The shop is located on a slightly narrow street.

The store is not big and even a bit shabby, and the signboard looks mottled due to the erosion of time.

In the shop, an old man in his seventies or eighties was sitting behind the counter, holding an account book in his hand, carefully checking the accounts.

The old man's hair has turned gray, his face is covered with wrinkles, but his eyes are shrewd.

Hearing someone entering the store, the old man slowly raised his head and looked at Song Yun.

Then he asked in a slightly hoarse voice with a professional smile on his face.

"Sir, do you want to sell some materials? Or do you want to buy some materials?"

Song Yun clasped his fists slightly, bowed, and politely replied: "Senior, I want to buy some materials for refining spirit talismans."

When the old man heard this, a barely perceptible joy flashed in his eyes.

He quickly put down the account book in his hand, stood up and greeted warmly.

"Okay, okay. What materials do you want? Although my shop is not big, it still has a wide range of common talisman-making materials."

As he spoke, the old man walked out from behind the counter.

Then he took Song Yun to walk between the shelves in the store, introducing the characteristics and uses of various materials one by one.

Song Yun followed the old man, carefully selecting the necessary materials.

His eyes wandered over the various rare herbs, animal bones, and minerals on the shelves. From time to time, he picked up an item, examined it carefully, and asked about its price.

The old man patiently answered his questions.

After some selection, Song Yun finally selected all the materials needed for making talismans.

Then he took out the corresponding spirit stone from his storage bag and handed it to the old man.

The old man packed up the materials one by one with a smile on his face and handed them back to Song Yun.

After Song Yun put the purchased talisman-making materials into the storage bag, he asked the old man seemingly casually.

"Senior, I'm new here, and there's something I don't understand. Do you know what's going on with those people in Yinxue City wearing Beihan Sect uniforms? I heard that except for the leader of Beihan Sect, Han Tianmo, all the others were killed by the demon cultivators of the demon race. How come there are still so many Beihan Sect people in Yinxue City?"

When the old man heard this, he first looked outside the store warily.

After making sure that no one noticed their conversation, he leaned closer to Song Yun and spoke in a low voice.

"Sir, you don't know this. The people wearing Beihan Sect uniforms in Yinxue City are not actually members of the Beihan Sect. Instead, they are members of a force that was once a vassal of the Beihan Sect."

"After the Beihan Sect was destroyed, they began to call themselves the Beihan Sect, trying to gain a foothold in Yinxue City by relying on the remaining power of the Beihan Sect. After a few years of development, they have gained a foothold in this city."

"It is said that their sect leader has reached the middle stage of the Golden Core, so in this Silver Snow City, besides the City Lord's Mansion, they can be regarded as the second largest force. Ordinary people really don't dare to provoke them easily."

After listening to the old man's words, Song Yun pondered in his heart.

He didn't expect that there was such a hidden secret about the Beihan Sect in Yinxue City.

Song Yun nodded slightly and expressed his gratitude to the old man.

"Thank you for telling me, I understand."

A moment later, Song Yun walked out of the store.

He was secretly thinking about what to do next.

Suddenly, a loud noise came into Song Yun's ears.

Song Yun looked up and saw Liu Shichong swaggering towards him with a group of followers.

Liu Shichong saw Song Yun at a glance, and his eyes instantly became extremely sinister.

Then the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a hint of a sneer.

"Humph, Song Yun, what a narrow road for enemies to cross!"

Then he gave a look to the followers around him without any concealment, which clearly meant that he wanted them to teach Song Yun a lesson.

Seeing this, Song Yun frowned slightly, but his expression remained calm.

He said calmly, "Isn't it forbidden to fight in Yinxue City? How dare you violate the city rules so blatantly?"

After hearing this, Liu Shichong was stunned at first, and then burst into a loud, shrill laugh.

"Hahaha, those rules are meant to restrict others, but they have no binding force on me, Liu Shichong!"

After saying that, he waved his hand violently and shouted viciously.

"Fuck me and beat me to death!"

After hearing the order, the followers behind Liu Shichong immediately pounced on Song Yun like wolves pouncing on their prey.

Song Yun's eyes narrowed, but he did not reveal his Jindan stage cultivation.

He flashed and displayed a set of exquisite body movements, moving lightly among the crowd.

I saw him sometimes dodging a punch by leaning sideways, sometimes leaning back to avoid a kick. His movements were smooth and easy.

But in just a moment, the followers were confused by Song Yun and couldn't tell which way was which.

Song Yun seized the opportunity and suddenly attacked.

He swung his palms seemingly casually, but with just the right amount of force, he hit his followers' vital points accurately.

There was only a series of "plop... plop..." sounds.

Those who attacked him fell to the ground, unconscious.

When Liu Shichong saw this scene, he became so angry that his face turned blue and he started cursing.

"A bunch of trash!"

Then, he suddenly took out the magic sword, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly, instantly releasing the aura of his foundation-building great perfection.

The powerful fluctuations of spiritual energy made the surrounding air become agitated, forming visible air currents that swirled around him wantonly.

"Song Yun, prepare to die!"

Liu Shichong roared angrily and rushed towards Song Yun with the magic sword in his hand.

His swordsmanship was sharp and fierce, and every sword strike was accompanied by a whistling sound.

Song Yun looked at Liu Shichong's crazy appearance and couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

He was too lazy to get involved with this kind of person any longer, so he decided to make a quick resolution.

He just flashed and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Liu Shichong only felt a flash before his eyes, and then Song Yun disappeared.

He was startled and looked around subconsciously, his face full of confusion.

Before Liu Shichong could react, Song Yun suddenly appeared behind him.

He didn't know when a brick-like object appeared in his hand, and the brick was flashing with a cold light under the sunlight.

Song Yun raised the empty brick high and hit Liu Shichong's head mercilessly.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound.

Liu Shichong was hit on the head.

He just felt a black screen in front of his eyes and his head was buzzing.

Then his body fell forward involuntarily.

Liu Shichong covered his head with his hands, his face showing an expression of extreme pain.

"Ah...you..."

At this time, he saw Song Yun holding a brick-shaped object and trying to take a picture of himself.

Then he quickly begged for mercy.

"Song Yun, don't... don't kill me! I was wrong!"

Song Yun snorted coldly without even looking at Liu Shichong.

He then bent down and pulled off Liu Shichong's storage bag, then put the empty bricks and the storage bag into his own storage bag.

Then Song Yun clapped his hands.

As if he had just done something insignificant, he strode towards the gate of Silver Snow City.

Only after Song Yun's figure completely disappeared at the end of the street did Liu Shichong struggle to get up from the ground.

His eyes were full of resentment.

He stared fiercely at the direction where Song Yun left and said through gritted teeth.

"Just wait for me. I, Liu Shichong, will not be a human being if I don't take revenge!"

After saying that, he staggered, looking extremely dishevelled, and hurriedly walked towards the Beihan Gate in Yinxue City.

When Song Yun was about to reach the city gate.

Five or six monks dressed in Beihan Sect uniforms blocked his way aggressively.

The leader was a fat-faced middle-aged man with a round face full of fat.

A pair of tiny eyes revealed a sinister light, and his whole body exuded the aura of perfect foundation building, which made people afraid.

Among the others there was a cultivator who was in the late foundation building stage, with a slender figure and a stern look in his eyes.

The remaining few people are all in the Qi Refining Stage.

They followed behind the fat-faced middle-aged man. Although their cultivation was not high, they all acted like they were taking advantage of the power of others.

And behind these people was Liu Shichong, who had just been beaten by Song Yun.

Although Liu Shichong still had some bruises on his face at this time, his pride was not diminished at all.

He limped forward, speaking loudly with a twisted smile on his face.

"Song Yun, where are you going in such a hurry? Are you scared?"

Song Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a mocking smile, and spoke slowly.

"Liu Shichong, you just got beaten up by me, are you itching again?"