NOVPUBChapter 1068: Chapter 912: Turn Against and Kill! Chapter 1068: Chapter 912: Turn Against and Kill! Enter the Netherworld?
The middle-aged man’s heart shivered.
Although his strength had reached the realm of an upper-echelon Saint King, making him a top-notch power in the Spirit World, the place that was the Netherworld was filled with Ghost Practitioners. More problematic was the fact that spirits who entered the Netherworld experienced severe strength restraint. At that time, it would be fortunate if he could exert the strength of a mid-level Saint King, perhaps not even that much, only managing the strength of a lower Saint King.
If he encountered a Ghost Practitioner at the Saint King realm in the Netherworld, would he fare well?
Especially now, he couldn’t help but think of the top Ghost Practitioner from the Netherworld, the Blood Emperor, who once caused a huge uproar in the Spirit World. At that time, the Blood Emperor had battled against three Peak Saint Kings of the Spirit World without falling behind, regardless of whether his strength was restrained or not.
In the end, he even earned the formidable reputation of “a sword that fells ten thousand saints.”
If he entered the Netherworld and encountered a Ghost Practitioner like the Blood Emperor, he feared he wouldn’t be able to withstand a single strike from the opponent.
The Netherworld, naturally, was a place he didn’t dare enter.
It was only when Ghost Practitioners of the Saint King realm from the Netherworld entered the Spirit World that it presented an opportunity for them…
According to the information he had received, the Saint King level Ghost Practitioners who had broken into this cosmos were apparently not low in rank among Saint Kings, but in this cosmos, they could only display the strength of average Saint Kings…
This was an enormous opportunity!
If he could obtain the Crystal Core of that Ghost Practitioner, his strength was certain to take a huge leap forward!
This was incredibly precious for him, sitting at the realm of an upper Saint King!
Now, it seemed that opportunity was gone!
The middle-aged man’s face kept changing its expression. Suddenly, he noticed the smile on Lin Yun’s face, which seemed somewhat mocking. Rage kindled within him, and he said coldly, “Did you kill them? Do you know how great an opportunity you’ve caused me to lose? Those few Ghost Practitioners you killed, compared to the opportunity I’ve lost, how many times inferior do you think they are?”
“Boom!”
As soon as the words were said, a terrifying aura erupted from him, rapidly enveloping Lin Yun and his group.
“What does your lost opportunity have to do with me? If you want to kill Ghost Practitioners, there are plenty in the Netherworld. Are you trying to vent your frustration on someone else because you don’t dare enter the Netherworld?” Lin Yun sneered, speaking out.
In his past life, he was both the Blood Emperor of the Netherworld and Lingtian of the Spirit World, one reaching the peak in the Netherworld, the other a Saint King level cultivator in the Spirit World. No one was clearer about the differences between the Netherworld and the Spirit World than him.
How could he not be clear about what this upper Saint King level spirit was thinking?
“Rumble!”
As he spoke, a powerful aura also rose from Lin Yun, quickly counterattacking the middle-aged man. Although his realm was that of a mid-level Saint Lord, the Domain Power Lin Yun wielded was not the slightest inferior to that of this upper Saint King level spirit.
“Hm?”
Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man’s body shook slightly in disbelief.
He had not expected that this youth, merely a mid-level Saint Lord, could wield such powerful Domain Power.
The strength of a cultivator’s Domain Power, in some respects, can also indicate the cultivator’s strength.
Now, this mid-level Saint Lord youth had unleashed Domain Power not inferior to his own, indicating that, at the very least, this youth’s strength wouldn’t be that much lesser.
In all probability, it wouldn’t be below the level of the Saint King realm…
A mid-level Saint Lord with strength not weaker than that of the Saint King realm?
This human youth’s strength seemed somewhat against the heavens!
If he were to breakthrough to the Saint King realm in the future, what then?
“This is…”
Just then, the middle-aged man suddenly noticed a particular aura coming from Lin Yun, and, raising his brow, said softly, “The aura of this cosmos? Are you a native powerhouse of this cosmos? And… you can mobilize so much of the cosmic spatial power, as well as the Origin Force aura of two worlds… Could it be you who broke through the final heaven of this cosmos?”
“Boom―”
Just at that moment, the Domain Power of the two collided, and the entire space underwent a shocking transformation. As the middle-aged man had sensed, the opponent’s Domain Power was not inferior to his own, in fact, it even surpassed his a bit. n𝚘𝚟𝚙u𝚋.co𝚖
“Leave now, and I’ll spare your life,” Lin Yun said coldly as he looked at the Saint King level spirit.
At this point, Lin Yun didn’t want to say much more to this Saint King level spirit, because he had vaguely sensed the breath of a cultivator outside this cosmos. That cultivator seemed to possess the aura of this cosmos and was hesitating whether to come in or not. Lin Yun had the inkling that he could obtain some important information from that cultivator.
Naturally, he didn’t want to be entangled with this upper Saint King level spirit at this time.
“Leave now, and spare me? Ha! You may have broken the final heaven of this Spirit World, possessing exceptional strength and talent, but if you think you are invincible, then you are far too ignorant! It just so happens that coming here wasn’t in vain, having not encountered those Saint King level Ghost Practitioners. Slaying you, acquiring the Origin Force of two worlds from you doesn’t count as a wasted trip…” the middle-aged man said with an angry laugh, responding to Lin Yun’s words.
“If that’s the case, then you can die!” Lin Yun, uninterested in further conversation with the middle-aged man, didn’t wait for him to finish speaking. The Blood Prison Sword appeared in his hand, and he viciously slashed it towards the middle-aged man.
“Rumble, rumble―”
