NOVPUBChapter 1199: Chapter 971: Destroying Lyra Universe Chapter 1199: Chapter 971: Destroying Lyra Universe Lin Yun’s perception was extremely powerful, and how could the little schemes of the Lyra Saint King escape his notice?
Though he feigned deep affection on the surface, was it truly so? It was nothing more than a gamble for a chance at life!
Unfortunately, Purple Cloud simply couldn’t be bothered with the other party and had directly ordered his execution!
Naturally, he would not show any mercy!
Witnessing the scene of Lin Yun slaying the Lyra Saint King, and recalling Lin Yun’s words just moments ago, Qingshang Saint King, Er Lee, and Purple Cloud all pondered deeply. The behavior of someone at the brink of death tended to be more genuine, and they had all sensed and heard the dying breath and words of the Lyra Saint King. They were no fools and naturally guessed what was happening.
After slaying the Lyra Saint King, Lin Yun had effectively killed all the top-tier experts who had attacked him in this battle, not one escaped or was spared.
Lin Yun looked up, scanning the various regions of the Lyra Universe.
He saw countless Cultivators who had attended the wedding rapidly fleeing into the distance. Some Cultivators, who were originally using their senses to “watch” the battle, retracted their perception completely at this moment, daring not to extend it in this direction any longer.
Now, with the battle over and Lin Yun unoccupied, if they dared to project their senses towards him, it would be tantamount to courting death. Did they not see that many Invincible Saint Kings and formidable Peak Saint Kings had been killed? And not a single one was spared! This showed how frenzied the other’s intent to kill was!
Once he noticed them, it would be an utter disaster!
However… there were some who feared not death…
Lin Yun turned his head, his gaze shifting in another direction.
There, many powerful Cultivators were approaching him; they were the mighties of the Lyra Universe, subordinates of the Lyra Saint King. In the recent days, Lin Yun and Qingshang Saint King had been scouring the Lyra Universe in search of Er Lee and Purple Cloud, so they knew quite a bit about these Cultivators.
Perhaps, in the beginning, the Lyra Saint King hadn’t expected that all of the Invincible Saint Kings and powerful Peak Saint Kings combined wouldn’t be able to handle him, so his subordinates had not been deployed at the start.
By the time the Lyra Saint King realized something was amiss and commanded them to fight, it was too late. All the battles had concluded too rapidly; they had yet to arrive, and all top-tier experts, including the Lyra Saint King himself, had been slain by Lin Yun.
Some of the subordinates fled, while many others were still rushing over.
Clearly, these Cultivators were quite loyal to the Lyra Saint King; even upon witnessing his fall, they were determined to press their attack on Lin Yun.
Regrettably, it was destined to be in vain.
So many Invincible Saint Kings and formidable Peak Saint Kings had been easily killed by Lin Yun; how could these ordinary Cultivators be a match for him, even though many of them had reached the Saint King Realm?
In Lin Yun’s eyes, there was no difference between them and ordinary Cultivators!
“Kill!”
“Avenge our great king!”
“Bloodslaughter Saint Lord, meet your demise!”
From afar, Cultivators bellowed one after another.
When these Cultivators were within a sizable distance, Lin Yun took action, his Blood Prison Sword slashing towards them from afar.
“Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!”
One after another, heads flew, and the blood-colored shadow sword continued to shred their regenerating bodies, while countless life forces were wiped out, and the aura of both Lin Yun and the Blood Prison Sword surged significantly.
Ten… a hundred… a thousand… ten thousand…
Swiftly, tens of thousands of Spirits were slain by Lin Yun.
These Cultivators, ordinary in Lin Yun’s eyes, were at least of the Sanctuary Realm to be able to rush over here quickly. Their numbers totaled only over a hundred thousand, and now, within a short span of time, tens of thousands had fallen.
Eventually, Lin Yun caused their collapse.
“Demon! He’s a demon! We are no match, flee…”
“Run! Run!”
“Spare me…”
The remaining Cultivators cried out in terror, each of them turning to flee.
Lin Yun watched this unfold with a cold expression, showing not the slightest sympathy, but continuously slaying them.
Finally, when these Cultivators reached a far enough distance, it was not appropriate for him to keep slaying from his spot, so he did not pursue. He simply threw the Blood Prison Sword, and a blood-colored sword shadow chased after the fleeing Cultivators.
All things have spirits, and the true forms of many peerless strong beings are powerful natural treasures, magical artifacts, and so on.
The Blood Prison Sword, having fought alongside Lin Yun, was now an unparalleled demonic sword, but if separated, it was also a singular peerless strong being in its own right.
Following Lin Yun’s recent breakthroughs in new layers of the Netherworld and constant slaying of strong enemies, the Blood Prison Sword, too, evolved continuously. Now, if ranked by levels, it had already reached the very limit of the Peak Saint King tier.
But Lin Yun estimated that with the Blood Prison Sword’s powerful ability to absorb and refine the power of enemies, strengthening its own power, and coupled with its formidable true form, it could easily kill ordinary Peak Saint Kings. Even against those formidable Peak Saint Kings, the Blood Prison Sword could little by little grind them to death.
For these Cultivators, the strongest of whom were merely at the ordinary Saint King Realm, letting the Blood Prison Sword pursue them alone was more than sufficient.
“Hum!”
The Lyra Universe witnessed the Blood Prison Sword vibrating excitedly, like a blood meteor, swiftly catching up to a group of Cultivators. As the blood-colored sword shadow exploded, these Cultivators were quickly slain, and then, it turned to chase after the next group.
“This…”
Witnessing this scene, Er Lee, Qingshang Saint King, and Purple Cloud were all shocked. Was a mere sword really so powerful?
