Chapter 786 – Domineering
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"What?"
The Asura Prince's few words shocked all of the martial artists present. These sorts of words were equal to accusing Lin Ming of stealing away their Asura Clan's Demon Emperor Armor.
All of the heroic young elites present had heard more or less of Lin Ming's armor. When Lin Ming and Corpsemancer fought, at the moment that both of them attacked each other in a suicidal manner, Lin Ming had relied on this black armor to block Corpsemancer's final strike.
Otherwise, this eternal top talent might have perished that day.
According to this Asura Prince, that Demon Emperor Armor originally belonged to the Asura Divine Kingdom.
Everyone's eyes turned to Lin Ming.
Lin Ming's eyes became ice cold. The Demon Emperor Armor was a treasure he had personally taken out from the Cosmic Melting Furnace, yet this black-clothed youth in front of him was actually claiming that it was a sacred relic lost by his Asura Divine Kingdom and wanted to take it back. How could Lin Ming not be angered by such an overbearingly false charge?
"You say that my armor belongs to your Asura Divine Kingdom? What evidence do you have?" Lin Ming slowly stood up, a faint chill in his voice.
In fact, Lin Ming already thought that there was some connection between the Asura Divine Kingdom and the Holy Demon Continent. The Asura Divine Kingdom cultivated the demonic path, and Corpsemancer also had a Giant Demon Puppet that had come from the Asura Divine Kingdom. From this alone it could be seen that the Asura Divine Kingdom must have members of the Giant Demon race that came from the Holy Demon Continent.
The black-clothed youth jeered at Lin Ming with disdain, "Evidence? Humph! Do you think that as a noble Asura Divine Kingdom Prince, I would actually lay a false charge against you? Even the common mortals know that the first great Demon Emperor is my Asura Divine Kingdom's faith and first generation Sovereign King. As for that black armor you're wearing, it was forged by the Demon Emperor himself!
"That's it? That's your evidence?" Lin Ming's lips curved up in a mocking smile, "The Demon Emperor is your Asura Divine Kingdom's first Sovereign King?"
From his memories, Lin Ming knew that the sect the Demon Emperor had established in the Sky Spill Continent was the South Sea's Demon God Imperial Palace. But the Demon God Imperial Palace was destroyed after and the Demon Emperor ascended into the Realm of the Gods. He had simply never established any sort of Asura Divine Kingdom.
And the most vital point was that the Demon Emperor existed 70,000-80,000 years ago. How could he possibly be the Asura Divine Kingdom's first Sovereign King?
As the Asura Prince saw Lin Ming's taunting smile, he grew angry, "Who do you think you are? Do you dare to ridicule my Asura Divine Kingdom!?"
As he spoke, the Asura Prince released a thick killing intent. The temperature throughout the entire pavilion lowered until a cold wind blew throughout.
Lin Ming remained unmoved. There were indeed several people that alarmed him here, especially that Nine Furnace Crown Prince, Yang Yun. It could be said that he was unfathomable.
But the Asura Prince wasn't included in that group. This Asura Prince was only around 30 years old; he was simply nothing at all. "How many years of history does your Asura Divine Kingdom have? Do you know how long ago it was that the Demon Emperor existed?"
Hearing Lin Ming's question, the Asura Prince's face flashed with pride and disdain. Although he was staring at Lin Ming, he didn't even see him at all as if he were nothing but air. "The Demon Emperor is a character that lived 70,000 years ago. My Asura Divine Kingdom was officially founded only 12,000 years ago, but before that my Asura Divine Kingdom was actually a hidden sect for 70,000 years! We are the most ancient sect within the entire Sky Spill Continent, bar none!"
As the Asura Prince uttered these words, Yang Yun appeared very calm without a trace o of an expression at all. But the Great Smelting Prince frowned, obviously not willing to acknowledge this.
"Although there hasn't been any phantom recordings of your battle with Corpsemancer, but my Asura Divine Kingdom was able to use a special technique to investigate the memories of the spectators. Your Demon Emperor Armor has special characteristics that are explicitly described in the ancient texts of my Asura Divine Kingdom; the appearance and nature are fully consistent with the descriptions! By just this point alone I wouldn't have full confidence the armor you're wearing is the Demon Emperor Armor; after all, it might be a replica. But the most important evidence I have is that your Demon Emperor Armor is missing its heartguard mirror, and that heartguard mirror is in the possession of my Asura Divine Kingdom!"
As the Asura Prince spoke, he took out a black metal disc from his spatial ring; this was the Demon God Emperor's heartguard mirror.
"Everyone, this is a replica of my Asura Divine Kingdom's Demon Emperor Armor's heartguard mirror. Lin Lanjian, do you dare to show that armor you're wearing and let us all have a look as to whether you're missing a heartguard mirror? I can tell you that the shape of the gap in the Demon Emperor Armor exactly matches this replica heartguard mirror!"
The Asura Prince's words were aggressively spoken. All of the heroic young elites present looked at Lin Ming. Several of them had heard of an approximate description of Lin Ming's demon armor; it seemed it was indeed missing a heartguard mirror.
If this were true, then the Asura Prince's words weren't groundless.
In the face of the Asura Prince's accusations, Lin Ming wasn't panicked or in disbelief as everyone thought he would be. Instead, his expression was that of cold decisiveness, as if everything the Asura Prince had said about the heartguard mirror didn't matter at all.
"Didn't you hear me!?" The Asura Prince took a fierce step forward and took out a chillingly cold long spear from his spatial ring.
Yang Yun stood up at this time, "Situ Chuan, everyone here today are guests that I have personally invited. This Nine Flowers Banquet is a gathering of astounding young elites from all over the world. Are you planning on causing an upheaval at my Nine Flowers Banquet?"
Yang Yun's words didn't carry any momentum with them, but they still gave of an inexplicably fearful feeling. Even the Asura Prince felt somewhat afraid.
At this time, another black-clothed martial artist stood up and said, "Your Highness Crown Prince, we have no intention of causing any conflict at this banquet. It's just that my Asura Divine Kingdom's Demon Emperor Armor truly was lost 12,000 years ago. My Asura Divine Kingdom opened the Demon Emperor Mystic Realm left behind by the Demon Emperor in order to take out the rare treasures he kept there. However, because of spies that were mixed into our sect, some dastardly thieves managed to sneak their way in and make out with part of our inheritances and treasures. I suspect that this Demon Emperor Armor is one of them! It is an extremely important holy relic of my Divine Kingdom; we must recover it by any means possible."
The martial artist who spoke was also from the Asura Divine Kingdom, a High Prince Successor. Although he was no longer cut off from the inheritances of direct descendants, he still cared a great deal about the Demon Emperor Armor. According to the ancient records the complete Demon Emperor Armor could not only defend against attacks but also increase a martial artist's strength and true essence, playing a ghostly and unpredictable effect in battle.
Besides, Lin Ming might even have cultivation methods or other inheritances of the Demon Emperor. If he could recover this then he would have an opportunity to train them.
The black-clothed martial artist spoke to Yang Yun and then turned to Lin Ming, "Lin Lanjian, we won't investigate how you came about that Demon Emperor Armor as long as you return it to us. In fact, not only will we not dig into your past but we will also grant you a few gifts in gratitude. We believe that Young Hero Lin truly must not have known that the Demon Emperor Armor originated as a main inheritance of my Asura Divine Kingdom."
The Asura Divine Kingdom's High Successor already felt that he was gracious enough. If Lin Ming knew his limits then he should back down now. But in the next moment, Lin Ming's response nearly caused his lungs to explode in range.
Lin Ming traced his spatial ring and sneered, "I've never seen someone so shameless that never cared about face before. You're saying that just because that heartguard mirror matches with my Demon Emperor Armor that it belongs to your Asura Divine Kingdom? How ridiculous. Why don't you say that your Asura Divine Kingdom's heartguard mirror belongs to me originally?"
"Lin Lanjian, do you want to die!?" The black-clothed martial artist pounded the table. He had never seen such a crazy person that dared to insult their Asura Divine Kingdom like so.
The Asura Prince Situ Chuan had an extremely ugly complexion. He pointed his spear point straight at Lin Ming and said with a voice full of killing intent, "Brother Yang, you saw what happened. It isn't me not giving you face but this Lin Lanjian doesn't care about decorum at all. We already decided not to investigate how Lin Lanjian's seniors stole their way into my Asura Divine Kingdom's Demon Emperor Mystic realm, but this man actually dares to be so shameless as to say that all those stolen treasures belong to him! Brother Yang, even if you must stop me today I will still wet the earth with blood!"
At this point, within Lin Ming's spiritual sea, Demonshine was already angrily growling. No matter how anyone considered it, only Demonshine could be considered the most worthy descendant of the Demon Emperor.
"This group of smelly brats are truly shameless; they actually dare to pose as the Demon Emperor's descendants! This Saint is about to laugh to death! They must have somehow found their way into Master's mystic realm 12,000 years ago. Then, they plundered the mystic realm and obtained the heartguard mirror as well as some rare cultivation method manuals. As for all that talk about spies and thieves, those should have been competitors that entered the mystic realm with them. It's just that this so-called Asura Divine Kingdom must have obtained the majority of the goods while everyone else only obtained a little bit."
"Then those damned fellows must have posed as Master's descendants and then claimed that all of Master's inheritances belonged to them. They are simply brain addled idiots! Lin Ming! Kill him! Paint the walls with his blood!"
Considering what he himself knew, together with his incomplete memories of the Demon Emperor, Lin Ming also agreed with Demonshine. The Asura Divine Kingdom that claimed to be the so-called descendants of the Demon Emperor must have found one of the Demon Emperor's mystic realms from somewhere, one that hadn't been the Demon God Imperial Palace either. As for that Demon Emperor Armor being stolen from the mystic realm, that was simply nonsense.
Lin Ming said, "The mystic realms left behind by the ancient ancestors are all ownerless to begin with. They're left for the fated ones to obtain the treasures within. Your Asura Divine Kingdom only managed to obtain one of the multiple mystic realms that the Demon Emperor left behind, and yet you actually dare to claim without any justification at all that the Demon Emperor is the first Sovereign King of your Asura Divine Kingdom and say that everything related to the Demon Emperor from all the mystic realms of the world actually belong completely to you. How openly and brazenly shameless of you!"
"Lin Lanjian! You dare to insult my Asura Divine Kingdom again and again! If I don't kill you today, I'll never rest!" The Asura Prince revealed a thick killing intent. His expression as he looked at Lin Ming was as if he were staring at a person who had already died.
Lin Ming was well aware that further words were useless. He extracted the red spear from his spatial ring and coldly said, "If you want to fight then let's fight, don't waste my time!"
"Good! You truly are crazy! Lin Lanjian, since you want to die so bad then let me help you along! Brother Yang! You have already heard that Lin Lanjian does not oppose this battle! As such, it can't be described as ruining your Nine Flowers Banquet!" As Situ Chuan spoke, his lips curved up in a vicious smile. He had already decided to kill Lin Ming here and take away the Demon Emperor Armor. This would be a great accomplishment for him!
If he used a soul searching technique he might even be able to find traces of the Demon Emperor's other inheritances from Lin Ming. This might even include the more precious latter layers of the 'Great Desolate Halberd Art'! Situ Chuan didn't believe for a second that Lin Ming could have such accomplishments today without benefitting from top cultivation methods. As long as he could steal away these techniques and study them himself, then his strength would be greater and the Asura Divine Kingdom would be that much stronger.
Chapter 787 – A Stipulation of Ten Moves
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Battle was inevitable.
Yang Yun stood at the center of the Nine Flower Lake's jade pavilion, his clothes fluttering in the wind as he said with a calm expression, "Must you really fight?"
"Humph, Lin Lanjian has humiliated the legacy of my Divine Kingdom. I must kill him!" Situ Chuan said, his voice brooking no doubt.
"Since that's the case, let's make a stipulation of 10 moves. Victory or defeat will be decided in 10 moves; there will be no more fighting after that!"
Yang Yun had settled on 10 moves because he was in fact trying to prevent any deaths occurring from this battle. If these two truly did engage in a fierce struggle, dying wouldn't be unusual.
Having lives taken at his Nine Flowers Banquet would inevitably bring criticism to Yang Yun. Moreover, his original intention had been to befriend Lin Ming, so he couldn't allow Situ Chuan to kill him. But on the other hand, it wouldn't be good if Lin Ming killed Situ Chuan either. Situ Chuan was a Prince of the Asura Divine Kingdom. If he died under Lin Ming's hands then Lin Ming would be chased down and hunted by the Asura Divine Kingdom. If Yang Yun were to try shielding Lin Ming at that time, then that would be the same as publicly slapping the entire Asura Divine Kingdom in the face.
Although there was always infighting and espionage occurring between the four Divine Kingdoms, nothing too great had ever broken out. Everyone knew just how terrifying the consequences would be of two Divine Kingdoms engaging in war.
"Humph, 10 moves are more than enough to kill you! Don't think that you are invincible just because you managed to hang onto the very end of the Destiny Decree. If it wasn't for the fact that the Princes of the four Divine Kingdoms weren't allowed to be listed without permission, I too would be on the Destiny Decree!"
For the inheritance of the Divine Emperor's throne, unless one was an absolute successor like Yang Yun, there would always be struggles that caused tides of blood to bloom throughout the kingdom. At that time, a Prince's strength was an extremely sensitive topic. Thus, the four great intelligence networks wouldn't easily arrange a Prince on the Destiny Decree. Yang Yun was also the same. Of course there were also some Princes that were willing to allow themselves to be ranked on the Destiny Decree in order to shore up support for their side. For instance, the Great Smelting Prince was listed on the Destiny Decree.
Although Situ Chuan was full of confidence, the truth was that he kept 120% vigilance and was ready to display his complete strength. He was well aware just how troublesome Lin Ming could be. Corpsemancer was not an idiot. If he died underneath Lin Ming's hands then Lin Ming naturally had his strengths.
Then Asura Divine Kingdom's High Prince Successor Situ Feng said, "Ten moves. If Lin Lanjian loses in that time then he must hand over the Demon Emperor Armor."
Situ Feng was also the descendent of a Divine Sea Supreme Elder and he too was extraordinarily strong, otherwise it would have been impossible for him to participate in this Nine Flowers Banquet. However, Situ Feng, Situ Chuan, Yang Yun, and everyone else here were all the same; their dantian was covered in layers of thick fog so it was impossible to see just how high their cultivation was. This sort of technique to hide one's cultivation was extremely common in the four Divine Kingdoms.
Situ Feng's eyes shined as he glared at Lin Ming, full of provocation.
Lin Ming was silent for a moment and then he said in a deep bass voice, "If I lose then I will deliver to you the Demon Emperor Armor. But what if I win? Will you hand me the Demon Emperor Amor's heartguard mirror?"
"Dream on!" Situ Chuan angrily shouted, "The Demon Emperor Armor is originally the holy relic of my Asura Divine Kingdom. Your ancestors stole the Demon Emperor Armor from us 12,000 years ago, and now you actually desire the heartguard mirror too. You You truly have no idea of death or danger!"
"Hehe!" Lin Ming contemplatively smiled, "The one who has no idea of death or danger is you. You keep on spouting on and on about how the Demon Emperor is your ancestor, but yet you have no evidence at all. Are you afraid of betting the heartguard mirror because you know you've already lost?"
"You!" Situ Chuan was about to rush forwards before Situ Feng held him down.
"Surname Lin, let alone that it is useless, I will also tell you that it is impossible for us to give you the heartguard mirror. We have no authority to do so and it isn't in our possession to begin with. If we lose then we will give you 100,000 spirit essence stones!"
Even though Situ Feng promised 100,000 spirit essence stones in a single breath, Lin Ming didn't even bat an eyelash. "100,000 spirit essence stones as a bet for the Demon Emperor Armor? Your plans are quite exquisite!"
100,000 spirit essence stones was not a small number, but it was naturally far from being able to compare to the Demon Emperor Armor. According to Demonshine, the complete Demon Emperor Armor was no less valuable than the Cosmic Melting Furnace, a quasi-Saint artifact.
Also, a defensive quasi-Saint artifact was extremely rare. In terms of value it would not lose out to a true offensive Saint artifact.
A Saint artifact was extremely valuable even in the Realm of the Gods. It wasn't something that could be purchased with a mere 100,000 spirit essence stones.
"If you lose then take out 10 jin of million year wood spirit jade and also one jin of wood spirit jade quintessence!"
Situ Feng's eyes turned red. There was simply no price for million year wood spirit jade. There wasn't much of that even in the treasuries of the four Divine Kingdoms combined. As for wood spirit jade quintessence, that was even rarer. That required at least five million year wood spirit jade!
After wood spirit jade passed through an immeasurable long time, its most basic components would slowly seep out into the surrounding rock and the impurities within the rock would also permeate the wood spirit jade. It was impossible for ordinary wood spirit jade to exist for several million years, it would simply become a fossil.
In order for wood spirit jade to retain its purity throughout five million years, it would need to be formed from a top heavenly material. For instance, materials such as a 70,000-80,000 year Nirvana Dragon Roots, nine nether grass, profound gold divine fruit, and so on.
These sorts of spiritual plants were few and far between to begin with. Wood spirit jade of this sort was nearly extinct. Once it was formed, it would swallow the natural life essence of the sun and moon, gaining intelligence after a long period of time, and sometimes even gaining its own life.
The value of wood spirit jade quintessence was impossible to measure with spirit essence stones!
"What kind of crazy act are you trying to pull!" Situ Chuan roared.
"Compared to 10 jin of million year wood spirit jade and another jin of wood spirit jade quintessence, the Demon Emperor Armor is still more valuable!" Lin Ming coldly said.
Situ Chuan laughed like a craving madman, "I think that you've misunderstood the situation. You simply do not have the qualifications to discuss conditions with us. If my Asura Divine Kingdom wishes to crush you then we can crush you just like an ant!"
"Oh? Then there's nothing to discuss. Come see me again when you have the guts to make a bet." Lin Ming began to put his spear away.
If Situ Chuan and Situ Feng didn't dare to make a bet then they wouldn't be able to take back the Demon Emperor Armor.
How could the usually proud and arrogant Situ Chuan swallow such an insult?
"I'm afraid you won't be alive anymore! Ten jin of million year wood spirit jade and another jin of wood spirit jade quintessence. I'll take your life in 10 moves!"
Situ Chuan had already impatiently jumped out. He pointed his long spear at Lin Ming and said, " I will use you
your blood as a sacrifice to the Demon Emperor Armor!"
Woosh!
With a loud rustling sound, hundreds of crimson seals began spinning around the edge of Situ Chuan's spear. These were all Blood Drinking Seals!
"'Great Desolate Halberd Art'?"
Lin Ming was slightly startled and then immediately relieved. When he first went into the Demon God Imperial Palace he hadn't been able to locate the 'Great Desolate Halberd Art'. The 'Great Desolate Halberd Art' he knew was the complete cultivation method extracted from the Demon Emperor's soul fragment. Now it seemed as if the jade slip containing the 'Great Desolate Halberd Art' was kept at another ancient ruins site, and this site had been obtained by the Asura Divine Kingdom.
Woosh! Woosh! Woosh!
With a loud whistling sound, several hundred crimson seals rapidly revolved around the long spear. Lin Ming was familiar with all of these moves. In the past, he had once tried stepping onto the slaughter path. However, he eventually proved that the road others trod didn't necessarily suit him. Only by walking his own path would he be able to move towards the peak of all martial arts.
Lin Ming finally took the 'Great Desolate Halberd Art' as well as several other different techniques, using them as a foundation. After comprehending the 'Great Desolate Halberd Art' and fusing in the Concept of Space, the Concept of Thunder, as well as the Concept of Fire, he was able to create moves such as Chasing Sun, Chasing Thunder, Penetrating Rainbow, and Bury the Heavens. To Lin Ming, the power of these abilities was far mightier than the pure 'Great Desolate Halberd Art'.
'Let me experience your 'Great Desolate Halberd Art'!'
Lin Ming's eyes flashed with a brilliant fighting spirit. He wanted to just how powerful the Demon Emperor's famed battle technique would be in the hands of a purely demonic path martial artist!
He wanted to see how this compared to his own self-created techniques!
Woosh!
With a loud cry, Situ Chuan's spear shot forwards. His first attack was Blood Seal Twisting Murder! The crimson Blood Drinking Seals rapidly revolved, issuing out harsh grating sounds as if space itself was being torn to shreds.
In these 10 moves, Situ Chuan would go all out with everything he had. He would naturally try to kill Lin Ming in these 10 moves.
Lin Ming didn't plan on staying his hand. He also didn't underestimate Situ Chan. With a thrust of his spear, the dual Concepts of Thunder and Fire fused together, intensely colliding with Blood Seal Twisting Murder.
Ca!
Blood Seals smashed onto Lin Ming's red spear, wanting to bounce the spear away. This was Blood Seal Twisting Murder's special effect – twisting away the weapon and directly piercing the chest.
Lin Ming had already expected this. He poured his battle spirit into the shaft of his spear; the Concept of Thunderfire erupted.
Bang!
A sound filled the air like a bolt of heavenly thunder crashing into the earth. A terrifying air wave washed out in all directions. Even though the Nine Flower Lake Pavilion was protected by a hidden array formation, this array formation still creaked and trembled like a small boat in choppy seas.
Great waves rose within the once calm Nine Flower Lake. If the ice lotuses floating on the lake didn't have the protection of array formations then they would have probably been ravaged into flying ash by the fierce detonation of energy.
Yang Yun looked the same throughout, but Lin Ming actually knew just how valuable these ice lotuses were. They were all comparable to heavenly materials. Once the array formation was broken, the losses would be immense.
With a tap of his toes, Lin Ming jumped off the jade platform and flew towards the snowy mountains.
At this time, Situ Chuan had long since been stirred up into a frenzied rage, his eyes bright red like a rabid madman. He could hardly care for these Nine Flower Lake ice lotuses that were simply used to make tea.
He thought that Lin Ming had run away because he couldn't withstand his Blood Seal Twisting Murder. With a sneer, Situ Chuan clearly shouted, "You gutless small fry! Where are you running to!? Primeval Spear Strike!"
With a thrust of his spear, Blood Drinking Seals spun around, creating a twisting red storm. This sort of storm seemed to twist space, forming a powerful suction force like a black hole that swallowed all.
Moves of the 'Great Desolate Halberd Art' contained the Concept of Space. When Lin Ming first started to comprehend the offensive use of the Concept of Space, that had all begun from this 'Great Desolate Halberd Art'!
Situ Chuan was overjoyed as he saw Lin Ming's speed suddenly reduce. All martial artists that were caught in his Primeval Spear Strike were like flies in a spider web; it was impossible to escape.
With a clear cry, Situ Chuan's killing intent locked onto Lin Ming. The Concept of Space fused into his spear as he thrust it towards the point between Lin Ming's eyebrows!
This spear seemed slow but it passed through space in the blink of an eye, suddenly appearing like ghosts and gods in front of Lin Ming!
Such an ephemeral and mystical style had allowed Situ Chuan to slaughter countless masters. This was the move he was most proud of!
However, as Lin Ming faced this spear that suddenly appeared in front of him, his expression didn't even change a tiny bit.
"This is your Concept of Space? Your skill is far too lacking!"
Ho -!
Lin Ming also thrust out a spear. This spear strike seemed even slower than Situ Chuan's!
However, what was unbelievably strange was that for some unknown reason, Lin Ming's spear light reached Situ Chuan's chest first!
What!?!?
Situ Chuan was incomparably shocked, losing all his composure. That spear light had suddenly bloomed in front of his eyes, nearly blinding him!
Peng!
Situ Chan flew backwards, all of his protective true essence shattered. Blood swelled up within his body but was forcefully suppressed by him. As he looked down, he saw that a large hole had appeared in the heaven-step treasure armor he wore, copious amounts of blood flowing from it.
Chapter 788 – Slaughter Path Showdown
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"It's only been two moves and yet Situ Chuan was injured?" The Seven Star Divine Kingdom's High Prince Successor said with an astonished expression.
Although every Prince's strength was kept a confidential secret, the four Divine Kingdoms' competition with each other was simply too fierce. Situ Chuan was one of the several important Princes of the Asura Divine Kingdom, so it was inevitable that he would be under tight observation from all available intelligence networks. Although it wasn't known what degree his exact strength reached, people were still able to roughly estimate.
After all, Situ Chuan was one of the Princes who would compete for the highest throne of the Asura Divine Kingdom in the future – his natural talent was undeniable. At 30 years of age, he should now be able to rank on the Destiny Decree. Although it was unknown just who would be stronger between him and Lin Ming, the difference in their abilities shouldn't be so great!
It wasn't just the Seven Star High Prince Successor who thought this, but even the Great Smelting Kingdom Prince felt this was just too incredible.
At this time, Yang Yun was calmly drinking some tea when he said," It isn't that the disparity in their strength is great, but the disparity in their understanding of the Concept of Space is too great. Just now, that move was only a comparison of whose Concept of Space was more accomplished. Situ Chuan thought that he would be able to win the advantage by fusing the Concept of Space into his attack, but he never thought that his opponent's attainments in the Concept of Space were even higher. He underestimated his opponent and suffered a blow because of it. His injury is due to the fact that he wasn't mentally prepared in advance."
At this time, Situ Chuan felt extremely shamed and bereaved. The Concept of Space was their Asura Divine Kingdom's most famous Concept. It was recorded within the 'Great Desolate Halberd Art', and was something that only the Situ Royal Family descendants were able to study.
The Concept of Space was known as one of the most difficult and powerful Concepts and also known as the King of Concepts. The entire Situ Family Clan inevitably held pride in themselves because their entire Family Clan could utilize the Concept of Space. Especially Situ Chuan. His talent was extraordinary and he had an extremely high comprehension of the Concept of Space. Even the Divine Emperor appreciated his abilities.
But now, all of that arrogant pride had been ruthlessly destroyed by Lin Ming!
'This boy actually understands the Concept of Space and his method of attack seems similar to my own Asura Divine Kingdom's inheritance. Even the might of the attack is greater! He absolutely has a more complete version of the 'Great Desolate Halberd Art'!'
Situ Chan didn't think that Lin Ming's talent in the Concept of Space surpassed his own. He only thought that Lin Ming must have a complete inheritance of the 'Great Desolate Halberd Art'! All of these things should belong in the grasp of their Asura Divine Kingdom!
Only my Asura Divine Kingdom's Situ Family is deserving of this inheritance. There is no one else worthy!'
Situ Chuan cried out within his heart. If he could train in this complete 'Great Desolate Halberd Art' then his strength would inevitably rise. Perhaps when facing Yang Yun, he might not even be overwhelmed by that man's blinding halo!
"Brother Situ, consider this match finished!" Yang Yun's voice suddenly sounded out. Although Situ Chuan had been injured because of a brief lapse in his guard, an injury was an injury. This was only supposed to be a friendly spar, not a life or death struggle. Losing in even half a move was considered a loss.
"I refuse to accept this!"Situ Chuan shouted out loud, keeping his spear pointed at Lin Ming. Everything on the line was related to the honor of his Asura Divine Kingdom, so how could he just admit defeat like this? Otherwise, if news of today's happenings spread out, everyone would know that the rampant and lofty Situ Chuan had lost to someone far younger than him in just two moves. Not just that, but that hairless little boy's cultivation was more than an entire realm lower than his. He would suffer nothing but ridicule!
"The stipulation of 10 moves hasn't ended yet. Just because I was surprised for a moment just now doesn't mean that I lost!"
Since Situ Chuan insisted on finishing the 10 moves to the end, Yang Yun also didn't say any more. He only silently looked at Lin Ming. He hadn't thought that Lin Ming's comprehension of the Concept of Space would reach such a degree, as if he himself were an omnipotent being. This sort of talent was something he had never heard of before; it simply surpassed his own understanding.
Situ Chuan held his spear flat and his aura exploded from his body. He no longer planned to use the Concept of Space. Since his understanding of Concepts was inferior, he would only be embarrassing himself if he continued to forcefully utilize it. Using it to attack the enemy would be the epitome of stupidity.
But the 'Great Desolate Halberd Art' still contained another great supporting pillar besides the Concept of Space. That was comprehension of the slaughter path!
Situ Chuan didn't believe that Lin Ming would also surpass him in the understanding of the slaughter path.
Bang!
Under the incitement of the Blood Drinking Seals, Situ Chuan's killing intent erupted, overwhelming and covering the entire sky. Several hundred Blood Drinking Seals flew high in the air like stars in flight, covering the entire area as they glowed an increasingly blood red.
The skies above the entire Nine Flower Lake surged with energy. Black energy rolled everywhere, emitting a suffocating atmosphere.
By abandoning the Concept of Space, he would decide this with only the 'Great Desolate Halberd Art's' slaughter path!
In the jade pavilion atop the Nine Flower Lake, several heroic young elites felt indescribably uncomfortable after being enveloped by this killing intent.
Although those that Yang Yun had invited this time were all the chosen prides of heaven within the Sky Spill Continent, that didn't mean that they were too strong. If they were too young and their cultivation was only at the Revolving Core realm, their strength would still be limited no matter how great their talent. It was impossible for them to withstand Situ Chuan's killing intent.
"Such a solid killing intent and such keen Blood Drinking Seals… Situ Chuan must have killed countless martial artists these past years!" The Great Smelting Prince sighed. One couldn't effectively accumulate killing intent by killing weaker martial artists. Only by killing martial artists at the same level, or even other similar prides of heaven, only then by watching a strong opponent fall before them would this image engrave itself into one's heart, becoming an unwavering belief of victory that was able to sweep away all. This sort of belief could be sent out like an energy field, and once combined with the will to kill an oppo this would then turn into killing intent.
"The Situ Family Clan is indeed a savage and brutal family clan. All of their Princes, successors and other family members will be thrown into dangerous situations at just 15-16 years of age. They are forced to tear down vicious beasts and Giant Demons, and every Royal Family member that fails this test has nothing but death awaiting them."
"Yes, within the Asura Divine Kingdom there is a medium-sized dimension that has the Giant Demon race living in it, reared up like pigs in a pen, only becoming the smelting trial field of their Royal Family. For Situ Chuan to understand the slaughter path to such a degree, that means he must have cut down hundreds or thousands of Giant Demons at his level."
All of the young heroic elites began discussing amongst themselves. The methods that the four Divine Kingdoms used to train the next generation were no great secret. However, the Asura Divine Kingdom's methods were the harshest, cruelest, and most lacking in mercy of all. For those Royal Family members that had no talent, their fate was even more miserable than that of the common people.
"I will take the advantage with this move!"
Situ Chan fiercely looked at Lin Ming. Although he had been wounded just then because he had underestimated his opponent, no matter the reason a loss was still a loss. He had thrown down his face in order to continue fighting, and if he wasn't able to suppress Lin Ming and was instead suppressed by Lin Ming, then he would be laughed at by others. This was not a loss he could afford; loss meant complete loss of any face he had left.
"I will take back the Situ Family Clan's glory. And all of the Demon Emperor's inheritances should also return to my Situ Family Clan!"
Situ Chuan's heart burned with a raging fire. His anger, his will, his body, everything was fused into this next attack.
"Great Desolate Halberd Art – slaughter path!"
By overdrawing his strength and true essence, Situ Chuan poured his complete being into this attack. A black spear light shot out, tearing through the void as it rolled up into the massive clouds of roiling black energy and fused with the hundreds of Blood Drinking Seals that Situ Chuan had released.
With a thrust of this spear, the mountains and rivers seemed to tremble, creating a dazzlingly blinding attack!
"You want a slaughter path showdown?" Lin Ming's lips curved up in a smile. "Although I have to admit I truly do not have much talent in the slaughter path, I still have been able to achieve a bit through hard work."
Out of everything that Lin Ming had ever studied, his accomplishments in the Concept of Wind and the slaughter path had never been to his satisfaction. The former had caused Lin Ming's 'Golden Roc Shattering the Void' to be hampered at times, and the latter made it so that he wasn't able to display the full strength of the Blood Drinking Seals in the 'Great Desolate Halberd Art'.
In particular, as Lin Ming's strength rapidly grew, the Blood Drinking Seals could no longer keep up with his current strength.
However, Lin Ming's slaughter path wasn't just the Blood Drinking Seals.
True essence gathered in his dantian.
The Death God force field and the Asura force field simultaneously erupted!
Bang!
The force field energy rushed out like a tide of molten iron. As soon as Situ Chuan's black energy collided with the Asura force field, it was actually ripped to shreds, half of it immediately dispersing to nothing!
"What!?"
As Lin Ming's Death God force field completely opened to the limit, even Yang Yun was startled. Compared to the scattered killing intent that Situ Chuan had released, Lin Ming's killing intent had condensed into a true force field.
Moreover, it wasn't just one kind of force field but two kinds!
"A force field formed from killing intent. This Lin Lanjian must have grown up by treading over the corpses of martial artists all at his level or higher!" The White Clan Princess sucked in a breath of
cold air. A force field was an extremely rare ability and Lin Ming even had two different kinds.
As for those twenty some year old geniuses with a mere Revolving Core cultivation, all of them paled as they were swallowed up by this killing intent, nearly falling down where they stood.
Bury the Heavens!
True essence howled. The Concept of Fire and the Concept of Space fused together. The Eight Inner Hidden Gates opened to the limit and the large success bronze battle spirit was poured into his spear.
What Lin Ming used was impressively Bury the Heavens, a self-created move modeled with the strongest aspects of the 'Great Desolate Halberd Art' as the foundation.
A red spear tore through the void, all of the power of space swirling up into a space storm. The Burning Star Flame was galvanized by the wild space claws, evolving into a demonic black flame!
Chi chi chi!
The demonic flame burned apart space, causing massive amounts of space fragments to scatter about. These space fragments served as a substitute for Blood Drinking Seals as they spun around at a maddening speed!
"Ahhhh!"
As Situ Chuan saw Lin Ming's fierce attack come at him, he barked out a wild shout. His face flushed an unusual blood red. What he used was an arcane skill. To a demonic path martial artist, this sort of arcane skill that burned one's bloodline to forcefully enhance one's strength was extremely common. Of course, after using it, one had to pay the price. If the side effects were light, then his meridians would be damaged. If the side effects were serious, then it would heavily damage his life source.
At this time, Situ Chuan no longer had any other path to take. He had to win in this move!
Bang!
Two spears violently collided together. A wild true essence shockwave surged out, uncontrollably smashing into the Nine Flower Lake's jade pavilion until it seemed to be on the verge of collapse. Several Revolving Core young elites whitened, and those early Revolving Core martial artists were all forced out of their seats and several steps back, nearly vomiting blood.
This continued until Yang Yun, the Great Smelting Prince, and the White Clan Princess all acted together, blocking the turbulent energy flows.
Underneath everyone's eyes, a surprising scene occurred. The space fragments that swirled around Lin Ming's spear struck Situ Chuan's Blood Drinking Seals, crushing them until they were less than half the original size. Then, after breaking through Situ Chuan's spear light, Lin Ming's spear potential didn't yet disappear. It brought along with it a blazing fire and terrifying Concept of Space as it struck Situ Chuan's bodily protective true essence.
Situ Chuan's bodily true essence immediately disintegrated and he flew backwards.
The result of the battle had exceeded everyone's earlier expectations. Situ Chuan had been completely suppressed and abused by Lin Ming. But how could this be? When Lin Ming first faced Corpsemancer he had become victorious only after a hard-fought battle. But now, facing Situ Chuan, he won with considerable ease.
Did this mean that Situ Chuan was far inferior to Corpsemancer?