NOVPUBChapter 1105: Chapter 929: The Three-Eyed Emperor, The 37th Heavenly Layer Shattered! Chapter 1105: Chapter 929: The Three-Eyed Emperor, The 37th Heavenly Layer Shattered! “The thirty-fifth Layered Heaven!” Lin Yun’s heart tightened.
In each spirit universe, the area of the Layered Heavens is structured like a pyramid, with the first Layered Heaven having the largest area, decreasing as one ascends to higher Layered Heavens. The Netherworld is no exception.
Perhaps as more new Layered Heavens are breached, the area of each Layered Heaven might increase slightly, but the pattern of size remains unchanged.
The area of the thirty-fifth Layered Heaven in the Netherworld was much smaller than that of the thirty-fourth. As soon as Lin Yun entered the thirty-fifth Layered Heaven, he saw a mid-level Ghost Practitioner of the Saint King Realm refining something on a nearby mountaintop.
“Hm? A spirit?” The mid-level Ghost Practitioner of the Saint King Realm had already sensed the space being torn open and was looking up when he saw Lin Yun, he couldn’t help but freeze for a moment, surprised, he said.
“I thought this was already the thirty-fifth Layered Heaven. Normally, even if Ghost Practitioners are capable, they wouldn’t dare to tear through space recklessly. Who could be so bold? Turns out it is just a petty Saint Lord Level spirit. You, a high-level Saint Lord Level spirit, have actually managed to get this far, which is fortunate. However, your good luck ends here…” The next moment, the mid-level Ghost Practitioner of the Saint King Level burst into laughter, he said.
“Boom!”
As the sound of his voice faded, the mid-level Saint King Realm Ghost Practitioner stood up, flipped over a massive palm, and a terrifying force was sent hurtling towards Lin Yun.
“Courting death!” Because the mid-level Saint King Realm Ghost Practitioner moved so quickly, Lin Yun no longer had time to open the barrier between the thirty-fifth and thirty-sixth Layered Heavens. A cold light flashed in Lin Yun’s eyes as he said icily.
“Boom!”
The next moment, Lin Yun drew the Blood Prison Sword from his back and launched a powerful strike, swiftly slashing towards the mid-level Saint King Realm Ghost Practitioner.
Previously, Frubor was also of the mid-level Saint King Realm and was lord of the twenty-seventh Layered Heaven. Not only had he received the power bestowed by the grand laws of heaven and earth, akin to the Child of Destiny of the Netherworld, but he also had the aid of the spatial power of the twenty-seventh Layered Heaven and was no match for Lin Yun. Now, this mid-level Saint King Realm Ghost Practitioner was just an ordinary Ghost Practitioner powerhouse and stood even less of a chance against him.
“Rumble—”
In an instant, Lin Yun’s attack wiped out the mid-level Saint King Realm Ghost Practitioner’s attack completely, and a vast force continued to assail the Ghost Practitioner.
“What?” The mid-level Saint King Realm Ghost Practitioner was shocked, but by then, the immense force had already hit him. His body was immediately thrown backward and quickly torn to pieces. 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙥𝙪𝙗.𝒄𝙤𝙢
“How is this possible…” Seriously wounded by just one move, the mid-level Saint King Realm Ghost Practitioner cried out in disbelief.
He was a Ghost Practitioner of the mid-level Saint King Realm; the other party was merely a Saint Lord Level spirit. Moreover, they were in the Netherworld. How could the other party wield such terrifying power? How could one move severely injure him, a Ghost Practitioner of the mid-level Saint King Realm?
How formidable must the other party’s strength be?
“Buzz! Buzz!”
The Blood Prison Sword radiated strong blood-colored light, swiftly absorbing and refining the soul power scattered by the mid-level Saint King Realm Ghost Practitioner.
Unlike his earlier encounter with Frubor, they were in the twenty-seventh Layered Heaven then, and Frubor was the lord of that Layered Heaven and could use its spatial power. The Blood Prison Sword found it more difficult to absorb his soul power.
But now, with mere operation of the Blood Sword, it absorbed a large amount of soul power from the opponent.
At this rate, it would only take dozens of moves for Lin Yun to kill his opponent.
Dozens of moves were extremely fast for cultivators at their level.
“Hiss! Hiss!”
While thinking this, Lin Yun had already slashed down thrice more with the Blood Prison Sword, which vibrated excitedly as it absorbed massive amounts of soul power.
“No! No! How can this spirit child be so terrifying in strength? What is this thing that can absorb my soul power so quickly…” The mid-level Saint King cried out in horror.
In that moment, he sensed the danger of death and felt panic. He had provoked an enemy unlike any other, one seemingly more terrifying than a Peak Saint King Realm Ghost Practitioner.
If this continued, in just one or two breaths, he would be killed by his adversary.
Damn it, he should have realized earlier that anyone who could fight their way to the thirty-fifth Layered Heaven was not an ordinary spirit. Why did he provoke the other party?
At this moment, the mid-level Saint King Realm Ghost Practitioner was filled with endless regret.
“Spare me! Spare my life! I had no intention of provoking you, sir, please let me go!” The mid-level Saint King Realm Ghost Practitioner begged for mercy repeatedly.
However, Lin Yun paid him no attention and simply continued to strike down with the Blood Prison Sword in his hand.
“Hm?”
But just as Lin Yun had slashed down a few more times, he suddenly furrowed his brows and looked up in a certain direction.
The space there was tearing apart. If he wasn’t mistaken, the barrier between the thirty-fourth and thirty-fifth Layered Heavens was being breached, with powerful Ghost Practitioners coming from the thirty-fourth Layered Heaven.
Lin Yun thought back to the mid-level Saint King he had encountered in the thirty-fourth Layered Heaven.
“I thought it would take some time for him to catch up. I did not expect him to arrive so quickly…” Lin Yun frowned and said.
The next moment, Lin Yun let go of the mid-level Saint King under his hand, slightly turned around, waved the Blood Sword in his hand, and opened a spatial rift—the passage between the thirty-fourth and thirty-fifth Layered Heavens.
He could quickly slay one mid-level Saint King Realm Ghost Practitioner, but dealing with two would require much more time. If another one or two powerful Ghost Practitioners arrived at this time, he couldn’t be sure when he would be able to vanquish them completely.
