Chapter 847 – A World Stunning Spear
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The terror of a slaughter puppet was not only their lack of fear in the face of death, but also their powerful physical defensive power. They had gone through all sorts of transformations to eliminate their ability to sense pain and could burn their life potential at any moment, giving them a high endurance.
In a sense, they resembled corpse devils that did not feel pain nor know exhaustion. Even if one was stronger than them, it would require a massive amount of energy to kill them, possibly being injured in the process.
"Yaksha King, go and have some fun with that little beast!"
Situ Bonan ruthlessly smiled. Although he didn't expect Yaksha King to defeat Lin Ming, it was still enough to consume his strength and wipe that snotty and insufferably arrogant smirk off of his face.
This type of slaughter puppet would not need to block attacks, only exchanging attacks head on in the cruelest manner possible. If Lin Ming were to confront this slaughter puppet head on then his fate could be imagined.
Although Yaksha King was a puppet, he still had his own mind and thoughts. He looked towards Lin Ming like a beast towards his prey, his eyes filled with a greedy and brutish light.
He had been sealed up until now, so he had no idea what sort of person Lin Ming was or how strong he was. Yaksha King only knew that this youth in front of him was his opponent. Although Situ Bonan had warned him about just how fierce Lin Ming was, it was impossible for him to take a first stage Life Destruction youth seriously.
"Hehe, brat, your luck is so shit. You're only at the first stage of Life Destruction. Killing you would be as easy as ripping apart paper. As for me, I really hit the jackpot this time. Do you know how valuable your life is? As long as I can kill you I will be rewarded with a 10,000 Year Peach Pith. That is enough to nourish the fires of my life so that I may live for another 200 years!"
These slaughter puppets' life vitality had already come to an end. Even a 10,000 Year Peach Pith couldn't bring them back to life. But, continuing their existence for another 200 years, where they could recklessly play and enjoy their glory, was more than enough. This time was equal to three mortal lifespans. It was an extremely great temptation to them.
Yaksha Kling flourished his trident and stepped onstage. This area was not built from stone. It had been a several tens of thousand feet high mountain peak that had been forcibly sheared off by the great powers of the Asura Divine Kingdom, leaving behind nothing but a flat foundation that was as smooth as if it were butter sliced through with a saber. Of course, an array formation was built in to support it.
On the plateau of this sheared off mountain peak, the arena itself was hundreds of miles wide. Even if tens of thousands of people were to stand here, it still wouldn't seem crowded.
Dang –
A large bronze bell was rung. The ringing sound spread out for several hundred miles before fading away.
The battle begins!
Lin Ming held his red spear and took a sudden step forward, the rock exploding beneath his feet. With the void twisting beneath his feet, space seemed to lose meaning. He opened the Heretical God Force, his entire body revolving with true essence. After breaking through to Life Destruction, all of Lin Ming's cells had been reformed from energy, becoming able to store true essence. By adjusting himself with Flow like Silk, it was like his entire body was breathing in unison. As he stepped forwards, it was like an erupting volcano!
After crossing through Life Destruction, not only was his endurance several times what it was when he was at the late Revolving Core, but his explosive force had also increased! This sort of full and hearty feeling left Lin Ming addicted. But now, only a cold killing intent shined in Lin Ming's eyes. This was not the time to hide his abilities, but to win this battle quickly like a flash of lightning
Chasing Thunder!"
The Heretical God Sprout howled. On top of Lin Ming's long spear, arcs of purple gold lightning electricity sizzled. This thunder was like a purple divine blade that instantly passed through ten miles of space. And on the outside of the long spear, there was impressively a silver white shadow. This was the silver battle spirit. Once a battle spirit broke into the silver level it could manifest into reality!
"Mm!?"
Yaksha King's pupils shrank. With his own strength, he could reach rank 200 on the Destiny Decree. If he disregarded all costs to use a special demonic path transformation ability, then he could even have a combat strength equal to rank 170-180.
As a master, he was naturally able to discern the power behind moves. The reason he had been rampant before was because he had been a martial artist who had crossed through fire and waters, surviving through countless dangers. Facing a young little boy who was four small boundaries below him, his rampant arrogance had been a natural response. Even though Situ Bonan had warned him, he still hadn't thought Lin Ming had a chance of winning.
But now as he saw the power and potential within Lin Ming's spear, he immediately felt a fatal crisis approaching!
His opponent was absolutely a top master that could not be judged by cultivation!
"Demon King Trident!"
Yaksha King erupted in a roar. He simply didn't think of blocking this spear. He gripped his trident and poured his true essence into it, stabbing out at Lin Ming!
On the dark and bleak trident, countless demonic phantoms began condensing. Each one was incomparably hideous and fierce, biting out at everything before them!
Roar roar roar!
All of the demonic phantoms converged into a massive demon that bit down at Lin Ming's chest!
This was a purely offensive attack with no intention of blocking, all aimed at Lin Ming. As long as Lin Ming thrust out his spear, then even if he killed Yaksha King he would still be injured!
Lin Ming could use his absolute speed and Concept of Space to attack Yaksha King first, but Yaksha King had already sent out his move. Because of how close they were, Lin Ming would still be struck by the shockwaves after the energy exploded. Under such a close range strike, Lin Ming would suffer some minor wounds even with the Demon Emperor Armor to protect him.
Lin Ming had a tough physical body. A shockwave injury certainly wouldn't affect his combat strength, but if many of these light wounds accumulated over time, it would actually become extremely dangerous. The Asura Divine Kingdom had an untold number of powerhouses they still hadn't sent out, and the more powerful enemies were still behind!
He had to maintain his peak condition before fighting the final master in this battle.
This was the overwhelming advantage of a slaughter puppet. They could forcefully meet all attacks but Lin Ming couldn't. Yaksha King knew this point and was trying to force Lin Ming to change the direction of his attack before he gathered enough potential.
Once Lin Ming changed his attack then he would consume even more energy and also create chaos in his body's true essence.
"You little beast, I want to see just what you'll do!"
Situ Bonan's vulture-like eyes erupted with a thick killing intent. His face was full of a brutal and savage happiness.
This move was to hit him where it hurt and to cause a loss to Lin Ming. No matter how much stronger Lin Ming was than Yaksha King, so what? In this situation where he was trying to use the least amount of energy, defeating Yaksha King, who didn't care about any damage he took, would be extremely difficult!
When everyone thought Lin Ming would change his attack, at this moment, Lin Ming's eyes flashed with a sharp purple electric light. All of his muscles suddenly bulged and strength reached into his legs and waist, his spine bending like a divine bow!
Lin Ming had opened the second of the Eight Inner Hidden Gates, the Gate of Limit. This gate was located in the spine and was responsible for coordination, balance, and explosive power. Compared to the obvious functions of speed and endurance from the Gate of Wonder and the Gate of Healing, the uses of the Gate of Limit were much more inconspicuous. But at this time, with an eruption of energy from the Gate of Limit, Lin Ming's spine burst out with an unrivalled strength!
Lin Ming's physical body strength was originally equal to one million jins. With the specialized support of the Gate of Limit, it now reached 1.5 million jins!
With 1.5 million jins as the basis, Lin Ming threw out the long spear in his hand. It flashed out like a bolt of flaming lighting. This was a divine arrow that Lin Ming had shot out with his spine as a bow. It brought with it the sound of rumbling thunder as it howled through the void!
This scene left all martial artists present dumbfounded!
In an exchange between masters, they would rarely throw weapons. This was because essence gathering system martial artists relied on true essence to attack, not their physical strength.
True essence came from the body, from the dantian. Only by holding a weapon in their hand would they be able to continuously pour true essence into it to display its strongest might. The so-called grades of treasure judged not the sharpness of a weapon, but their hardness and how much they could enhance true essence.
Once a treasure weapon left the hand, no matter how high of a grade it was, the amount of true essence that could be poured into it was limited. If a treasure attack were to be shot out by a martial artist using their physical strength, just how could it compare to an enemy's complete strength? How much impact force would still be remaining in the thrown weapon?
Not only that, but after a treasure was released, it could only fly in a single trajectory, becoming extremely easy to dodge. In addition to the loss of the weapon itself, this was an extremely dangerous thing to do. A martia artist that didn't have a treasure weapon would lose the sharp penetrative power in their attacks, causing their combat efficiency to drop by over half.
This could even be called a very stupid act.
Woosh!
The long spear broke through space, causing the air to tremble and issue out a terrifying sonic boom. On the other side, the demon phantom that Yaksha King summoned snarled, stretching out a giant demon claw and maniacally plunging down at Lin Ming's spear.
"Once I separate you from your treasure, you'll just be nothing but weeds. With your strength limited, you won't be able to block my all-out attack even if you're stronger than me!"
Kacha!
The demon claw collided with the red spear. But then, a mind boggling scene occurred. Yaksha King's demon claw was actually burst apart by that red spear! Just how terrifying was it if a 1.5 million jin boulder were dropped from the air? And if all of this strength was poured into a spear, the might would only be doubled!
The long spear passed through without slowing, piercing straight towards the Demon King phantom's front!
Just what was this physical strength!?
In that split second, Yaksha King simply didn't have time to think about this. He thrust out his hands and the Demon King phantom spat out a mass of black fog that enveloped the purple electric long spear. This black fog was able to corrode true essence. The power in that long spear was limited. As long as more true essence was melted away, it would exhaust itself in the end.
But at this time, a silver light suddenly flashed out. In the next moment, the Demon King phantom was directly stabbed through! This was the glory of a battle spirit. While Lin Ming had used 1.5 million jins of strength to shoot out this long spear, he had simultaneously poured his silver battle spirit into it!
With both of these factors added together, the power of this strike was hard to imagine. Compared to this, attacks with thunder-attribute true essence poured into them were nothing at all!
Peng!
The Demon King phantom completely exploded. Yaksha King's eyes turned blood red. He couldn't even believe this was true. This was the power of a silver battle spirit! Although Situ Bonan had repeatedly warned him, he only knew of its terror after personally experiencing it!
Energy erupted in his legs. He wanted to dodge this red spear, but in that moment, Yaksha King felt as if all of his movements had slowed down. Although it was only a little bit slower, in the face of that incomparably fast long spear, it was far more than enough. In the next instant the long spear had stabbed into Yaksha King!
Puff!
His protective true essence was torn apart like paper. The long spear with 1.5 million jins of strength penetrated through Yaksha King's chest, shattering his ribcage and turning all of his organs to mush!
The spear was unstoppable. With a rain of blood it shot out the other side! In that moment, Yaksha King was like a small chicken that had been shot by a massive crossbow. The powerful impact force sent him flying backwards several miles before landing on the floor, bouncing and tumbling over and over for hundreds of feet before finally lying still on the ground like a dead dog. There was a keg-sized hole in his chest; his entire body had nearly been split in half!
But the long spear's velocity still didn't stop. It instantly passed through a hundred miles and pierced through a distant mountain peak as if it were made from tofu. The spear shot through the middle of the mountain, forming a large hole 10 feet wide within it!
Pu pu pu!
A tremendous amount of stone powder flew out from this hole. This stone powder was as fine as dust. With a slight breeze in the wind, the stone powder was blown into the air, turning the entire sky a hazy gray.
Chapter 848 – Five Poison King
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As the martial artists present stared at the dusty sky filled with stone powder, all of their eyes widened, shocked speechless.
The spear had pierced through Yaksha King's two moves as well as his body. Not just that, but there was so much power left over that the spear had shot through a mountain, creating a massive tunnel through it and a cloud of dust to fill the sky. Just what kind of freakish strength was this?!
This was a treasure weapon that was thrown! It had an extremely limited amount of true essence within it!
And looking at Yaksha King on the ground again, even though he had disregarded all costs to transform his body with demonic path techniques, making it so that he was as tough as a low-grade heaven-step treasure, he was still torn apart by that shot, as if he had been quartered to pieces.
Yaksha King's death was too sudden. Many of the lower cultivation martial artists didn't even have time to react. The entire battle had only lasted for a few blinks of the eye. That Yaksha King who could be ranked 200 on the Destiny Decree, and could possibly contend with a rank 170-180 master because of his various transformations, had actually been instantly killed by Lin Ming's spear.
And this spear had been thrown!
Throughout this entire process, not even the hem of Lin Ming's robes was touched. He had consumed only an insignificant amount of strength and true essence. The disparity was just too great.
"This is really surprising, the fabled silver battle spirit… is stronger than I imagined!" On the large jade ship, Fairy Snow Gale sighed with emotion. She was extremely envious towards this sort of strength.
"Haha, Little Snow, you're only 2000 years old. Once you temper your will some more perhaps you'll be able to achieve it." Near Fairy Snow Gale, Old Man Good Fortune congenially smiled.
"Senior's joke is funny. This junior only comprehended a battle spirit at the Divine Sea realm. I really do have no talent in this aspect. In my life, If I can reach small success bronze or large success bronze, that will already be a stroke of luck for me. As for perfect bronze or even the legendary silver, this junior doesn't dare to think about that." Fairy Snow Gale smiled as she spoke. Although her words were humble, she wasn't too far off. It was far too difficult to grow one's battle spirit.
Haha, don't underestimate yourself. But really, this little fellow Lin Lanjian is truly a rare heaven gifted talent. Not only does he have a silver battle spirit but his understandings into the Concepts and Laws are also startling. Besides the power in that spear just now, the reason it was able to strike Yaksha King was that it contained the Concept of Time. For him to fuse the mysterious and elusive Concept of Time into a spear that left his hand, that is indeed uncommon!"
Once a weapon left the hand, there were far too many disadvantages. Not only could the trajectory be predicted and dodged, but the Concept and Laws poured within would also be hindered. Lin Ming's spear had caused the flow of time around Yaksha King to slow down for the briefest of moments, but that was already enough time to kill him. The spear he threw was just far too quick.
Fairy Snow Gale could clearly see the admiration and interest on Old Man Good Fortune's face, causing her mind to stir. Could it be that Old Man Good Fortune was thinking of sheltering Lin Lanjian, or even receiving him as a disciple? If that were true, then there really wasn't anything the Asura Divine Kingdom would be able to do to him anymore!
It had to be known that Old Man Good Fortune's strength easily surpassed any Divine Sea powerhouse within the Asura Divine Kingdom. The Asura Divine Palace had an ancient great array so that Old Man Good Fortune couldn't break his way in, but outside of that, 80-90% of the Asura Divine Kingdom's Divine Sea powerhouses wouldn't even be able to escape from Old Man Good Fortune's hands!
Fairy Snow Gale came from the White Clan so she was very happy to see someone that didn't come from the four Divine Kingdoms become the highest under the heavens. The birth of that sort of powerhouse would affect the stability of the Sky Spill Continent's central region, creating a chance for her family clan to benefit. Of course, if Old Man Good Fortune was really intending on protecting Lin Lanjian, then being able to form good relations with him through Old Man Good Fortune was even better.
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As Fairy Snow Gale had all sorts of small thoughts running through her mind, Situ Bonan's expression actually became gloomy like water. He had personally transformed this Yaksha King over a thousand years ago, and now he had been defeated so easily! This damned Yaksha King hadn't even been able to touch the hem of Lin Ming's clothes!
He wanted to pull out Lin Ming's soul and refine his marrow, but now his plans had suffered repeated setbacks again and again!
Situ Haotian's eyebrows wrinkled together. In order ensure absolute, 100% victory, he had already arranged a good number of people to fight Lin Ming and wear him down in this revolving battle. But now, that slaughter puppet that had cost a massive amount of wealth to retain was actually killed by a single spear strike. In comparison, Lin Ming didn't even seem to be the least bit tired. This caused a sudden sense of unease to appear in his heart.
Every slaughter puppet was a great wealth of their Divine Kingdom. Even though they had a deep background, they still couldn't afford to consume resources like this.
This was the result Lin Ming desired through killing Yaksha King with absolute superiority. Although his endurance was monstrous, he still didn't believe he could go through an unlimited number of opponents in this revolving battle. He wanted the Asura Divine Kingdom to feel fear, he wanted every Life Destruction martial artist who stepped onstage to feel fear!
Fear to the point that they no longer dared to try wearing down his endurance.
"How could it be possible that a thrown long spear could be so powerful!?" Situ Bonan gnashed through his teeth. He had summed up the power of the long spear as being from the silver battle spirit; he hadn't considered Lin Ming's physical body strength at all.
"If a silver battle spirit is already so strong then only the heavens will know what this little beast
battle spirit will grow to once he breaks through to the Divine Sea! This little beast absolutely cannot be allowed to live!"
Situ Yaoxi echoed from the side.
At this time, Situ Yaoyue stepped forwards. She softly said, "Your Majesty, please permit me to fight him. An ordinary slaughter puppet simply isn't Lin Lanjian's opponent. And I do not wish to use such a dishonorable method to consume his strength. I wish to fight Lin Lanjian in a battle when both of us are in our peak states. Only such a victory will be able to carve that winning faith into my heart and help me lay down the foundation for attacking a higher boundary in the future. I hope that Your Majesty will grant me this."
Situ Yaoyue and the others had all been able to see everything clearly from within the Godspeed Boat. Her words were filled with a firm confidence and determination. With her seventh stage Life Destruction cultivation as well as her Extreme Violet Dantian, she didn't feel that the current strength Lin Ming displayed was any threat to her at all. Of course, she also guessed that Lin Ming hadn't shown his full hand yet. To be able to fight against such an eternally rare talent, she was truly looking forwards to this. As a proud and haughty genius, Situ Yaoyue didn't wish to use a revolving battle of attrition to wear him down in order to gain victory. To win this way was nothing but a kind of insult to her.
Situ Haotian frowned upon hearing Situ Yaoyue's words. He slowly and clearly said, "Yaoyue, you are nearly certain to become the successor to the imperial throne of my Asura Divine Kingdom. Every word you speak, every action you take, all of that is related to the future of my Asura Divine Kingdom. Your life now no longer belongs to just you. The Asura Divine Kingdom has trained you, spending countless resources to do so, and yet you want to engage in your so-called fair battle and use the future of the Divine Kingdom and your own life as a bet? Do you know what price we have to pay if we lost this battle?"
Situ Haotian's words became louder and more severe as he spoke. Although he didn't believe that Lin Ming could defeat Situ Yaoyue, it was best to be careful. If Situ Yaoyue were to perish here, then that was absolutely an immeasurably great loss that the Asura Divine Kingdom would not be able to afford!
The Asura Divine Kingdom possessed several Divine Sea powerhouses. But, the truth was that the greatest factor of a Divine Kingdom's strength was not their number of Divine Sea powerhouses, but the strength of the peak Divine Sea powerhouse they possessed!
The reason that the Sublime Smelting Divine Kingdom and the Nine Furnace Divine Kingdom could stand in front of the Asura Divine Kingdom and the Seven Star Divine Kingdom was because the Sublime Smelting Divine Kingdom had their Imperial Grand Uncle and the Nine Furnace Divine Kingdom had their Highest Divine Emperor. Both of them were existences close to being the highest under the heavens!
Although Situ Haotian had used the title of highest under the heavens to encourage Situ Yaoyue, he didn't have any hopes that she would actually become the highest under the heavens. That was simply too unrealistic a goal, unless she managed to come across some unbelievable lucky chance. But, she had hopes of becoming someone close to being the highest under the heavens. When that happened, the Asura Divine Kingdom would rise in status once more and they would be able to obtain a greater portion of the resources from the Sea of Miracles.
Situ Yaoyue's life was worth more than two ordinary Divine Sea Supreme Elders. Not to mention if they lost this battle and couldn't kill Lin Ming, then it would be difficult to withstand the price they would have to pay in the future.
"Yes, Your Majesty. Yaoyue was wrong."
Although she was unwilling in her heart, Situ Yaoyue could only obey.
"Continue to send out the slaughter puppets! Everything we've saved up is for is for a day like this! Regardless, a nati national war won't erupt any time soon. Compared to the price of losing this battle, some puppets are nothing at all!"
Situ Bonan clenched his teeth. Even a lion had to use its full force to capture a rabbit. In this battle they had already planned to use their slaughter puppets and then Imperial Scholars in order to ensure absolute victory!
"Humph, he might not be injured, but that powerful attack just now might have been some specialized martial skill. He must have used a great amount of strength there. This time we will bring out a stronger puppet! I want to see just how long this little beast can last!"
The might behind Lin Ming's spear was far too extraordinary. Situ Yaoxi didn't believe Lin Ming had easily shot out that spear. Since they had already laid down their cards, Situ Yaoxi would not back down. She vowed to continue this to the end and consume as much of Lin Ming's strength as possible.
"Five Poison King, go!"
Situ Bonan ordered.
"Yes!" The Five Poison King was a thin old man with a sallow face, covered all over with age spots. When a martial artist cultivated to Life Destruction they simply wouldn't have age spots. But, these age spots on the Five Poison King were left behind by poisons. His entire body was simply a giant container of poison.
On the arena stage, Lin Ming's spear had already been retrieved by a deacon from the Forsaken God Clan. This red spear's toughness had reached the standard of a high-grade heaven-step treasure. There was absolutely no worry that he would damage it.
In this period of time, Lin Ming had already opened the Gate of Healing and completely restored all the strength and true essence he had consumed, reaching his peak condition once again. The amount of energy he had consumed wasn't much to begin with.
Five Poison King and Lin Ming were several miles away from each other. To a mortal, such a far distance would make their opponent look like the size of a little bean in their sight. But to a martial artist, this distance was just a short sprint.
And this sprint time was to give Five Poison King some room to react. He obviously feared that strange spear that Lin Ming had thrown just now. As long as Five Poison King was struck by that spear, he didn't believe he had any chance of surviving.
Quickly wrapping himself with true essence, Five Poison King hastily took out several black array flags and laid down a poison array. As a poison master and an array master, he could display his strongest combat strength by combining the two. By staying in this array formation he could both attack and defend.
As Lin Ming saw Five Poison King's extremely cautious movements, he smiled. Did this old fellow really think he was safe?
Chapter 849 – Without Equal
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Hu – !
Five Poison King quickly laid down his array. In the blink of an eye, a purple fog emerged from the ground and completely enveloped him. This purple fog was Five Poison King's special defensive array formation that contained his particular poisonous true essence. If a martial artist broke through this array formation, then even if they had bodily protective true essence, as long as they were touched by this purple fog then the poison would sneak into their body and injure them.
"You also don't seem afraid of death?"
Lin Ming walked forwards, one step at a time.
Five Poison King quickly laid down a second array formation and another layer of purple fog appeared, making the defense even tighter. He said without emotion, "We are already dead. As long as we can wound you, that is enough to bring luck to our descendants."
"So that's how it is…"
As his voice fell, a shimmer of cold light suddenly burst out from Lin Ming's eyes. It looked as if he took a single casual step forwards, but several miles disappeared underneath his feet, making it seem as if he had teleported past the poison arrays. The two poisonous gas array formations that Five Poison King laid down weren't able to hinder him in the least.
With Lin Ming's current understanding into the Concept of Space, if an array formation didn't have the Space Laws integrated into it then it was simply useless in front of him.
Chi chi chi!
Purple thunder poured into his red long spear. The top grade heaven-step Nine Heavens Thunder Soul burst out in all its radiant glory!
Chasing Thunder!
A spear thrust out, quick as lightning, simply not giving Five Poison King the least bit of space to respond.
In that instant, all the poisonous fog was covered by a net of crackling purple lightning. Five Poison King issued a roar and threw out the array disc in his hand. The array disc rapidly spun in the air, ready to explode at any moment. However, Lin Ming's speed was far too quick. Space distorted and he vanished in in a twinkling light.
A spear thrust through Five Poison King's body. Sizzling thunder charred his entire body black.
And at this time, Five Poison King's body blew up without any indication. All sorts of poisonous blood and venom rained down in all directions!
Lin Ming's pupils shrank as he instantly drew back.
Bang!
Five Poison King blew up with his poison arrays. A terrifyingly potent poison shout out in all directions, causing a large hole to appear even in the array formation-supported mountain,
Lin Ming had already retreated five miles away. His bodily true essence fiercely vibrated with a sizzling sound. This was the sound of his protective true essence colliding with the poison.
"What a strange poison. It can even pollute true essence."
Lin Ming didn't have any expression. The silver battle spirit stirred and a spear of will chopped out, instantly extinguishing the poison.
The special characteristic of a battle spirit was that it could be attached to any object and could cut apart all. This included material objects, souls, force fields, energy, heart demons, true essence, and so on.
Defeating Five Poison King in a single move hadn't exceeded the expectations of the martial artists present.
"He also killed him in a single move, how fierce!"
"But… Lin Lanjian was touched by the poison. I don't know if this will be a problem for him."
"Doesn't look like there's an issue."
"I don't know…"
The poison arts of the demonic path were extremely strange. Sometimes, after being poisoned, it wouldn't seem as if there was a problem, but the poison would suddenly manifest after a period of time, turning a martial artist's body into bloody pus.
Of course, to the surrounding martial artists, someone with Lin Ming's strength certainly wouldn't be reduced to that sort of situation. However, coming under a slight influence was still likely. This was a revolving battle. As long as these minor influences accumulated they
they would ultimately become fatal.
"This little beast, even the Five Poison King's explosion wasn't able to harm him!"
"Humph! And so what? Every battle will consume some of his strength. I want to see just how long he can last. White Bone King, go out! As long as you can wound him then I will release your family clan from slavery!"
Throughout the centuries, the Asura Divine Kingdom had fought wars in all directions in order to conquer anyone who dared to challenge their authority. And the top powerhouses of these conquered influences would have a slave seal planted within them and then be turned into a slaughter puppet.
White Bone King was one of those powerhouses. His family clan had been a fifth-grade family clan, but the patron of his family clan had been enemies with the Asura Divine Kingdom. Afterwards, their patron collapsed and the White Bone King's family clan was implicated in the ensuing mess.
White Bone King was tall and broad. He wore an armor of bones, and as he walked the pieces struck and grinded against each other, emitting 'ka ka ka' sounds.
Because he had been transformed with all sorts of secret techniques and he also had a slave seal planted in him, White Bone King didn't have any intelligence in his eyes. But, Situ Bonan's promise seemed to stir a strange compulsion in his mind, awakening the memories deep within his heart.
"Kill!"
White Bone King bit out this word. With 'chi chi chi' sounds, countless bone spurs appeared from all over his body. He rushed towards Lin Ming like a cannonball!
Lin Ming's eyes flashed with an interested light. The bone armor of this White Bone King in front of him wasn't forged from the bones of others, but rather came from his own skeleton.
A bone transforming specialist martial artist was really unusual.
However, this was far from being able to make up the absolute disparity in strength.
Bang!
With the sound of a collision, White Bone King's frontal bone spurs all shattered. In the next moment, the long spear turned around and smashed into White Bone King's head!
White Bone King's bone armor burst apart like shattered porcelain. His spine cracked and his neck twisted off. His head flew a thousand feet away, crashing into the floor with both eyeballs burst apart.
Lin Ming's figure appeared a thousand feet away, a slightly numb feeling in his right hand. These bones were much harder than he had imagined.
This was already the third match. Situ Haotian's eyes were cold. He vowed to disregard all cost to bring this revolving battle to its ultimate end. "Crimson Blood Demon, your turn!"
Roar!
A red demon covered in blood rushed onto the arena stage. These demonic path martial artists practiced all sorts of evil and dark mystical cultivation methods. Many times it was impossible to tell whether they were a man or ghost.
However, regardless of what shape Lin Ming's enemy took, the gap in absolute strength could not be surpassed. The Crimson Blood Demon rushed forward in a suicidal manner, wanting to bring Lin Ming down with him. But Lin Ming shot his silver battle spirit-imbued red spear forwards and with the sound of rolling thunder it pierced through the Crimson Blood Demon's body like an arrow!
The Crimson Blood Demon exploded in a shower of bloody rain. The long spear smashed into the arena ground hundreds of feet away, ripping a large crumbling hole into the array formation-protected arena ground.
The Crimson Blood Demon's cause of death was nearly the same as Yaksha King's.
"The fifth match, Nightmare King!"
Situ Bonan's eyes were red with raging anger. He immediately sent out another master.
Bang!
Nightmare King's soul illusion attack was directly torn apart by Lin Ming's battle spirit.
With a whistling sound, Lin Ming's long spear shot forwards. Nightmare King wanted to dodge it, but the Concept of Space and the Concept of Time within the spear made it unpredictable and unblockable.
Nightmare King forcibly avoided having his heart pierced through
but nearly half of his body was ripped off by the spear.
Nightmare King flew backwards but Lin Ming stepped forwards, crossing through space and instantly appearing in front of him. A fist punched out.
Body Tearing Bone Shattering Fist!
Peng!
The half-torn Nightmare King was simply unable to dodge this sudden attack. He instantly burst into a rain of blood.
After Lin Ming crossed the first stage of Life Destruction, all of the cells in his body were transformed, activated by energy and now able to all breath in unison. The power of Flow like Silk had risen by a great boundary. With a single punch, even a 100 foot tall boulder would be completely smashed into powder.
The fifth match, victory again.
So far, none of the martial artists that entered the arena stage had been Lin Ming's match!
"Sixth match, Earth Bowing Monster!"
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"Seventh match, Black Iron Demon!"
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"Eighth match, Soul Eater!"
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"Ninth match, Green Hair Corpse Puppet!"
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Every new match was sounded with a new bell ring. Because the matches were too fast, before the first ring faded away, the next ring already began to sound out.
Back and forth, this vibrant ringing bell sound echoed through the world, shocking everyone's minds again and again.
This was simply a bloody massacre. No matter what strange demonic path techniques these slaughter puppets used, Lin Ming would finish the fight within three breaths of time.
During this time, it was inevitable that Lin Ming would have frontal collisions with these powerhouses. According to all reasoning, although these collisions might not result in Lin Ming being wounded, they should at least create disorder in his true essence or cause his aura to be unstable. But Lin Ming continued fighting as if he didn't even know what exhaustion was.
At least it was impossible to tell if there was something wrong with him from his exterior appearance.
11th match…
12th match…
13th match…
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18th match!!
The Lin Ming on the arena stage had turned vicious and ruthless. At this time, he was like a True Dragon that had awoken from a deep slumber. His powerful body seemed invincible to all attacks. All enemies that appeared before him were torn to pieces, completely swept away without any ability to resist!
All of the surrounding martial artists were bewildered. These martial artists that died under Lin Ming's hands weren't some random cabbages. The lowest of them were at the peak fifth stage of Life Destruction, and there were even sixth stage Life Destruction masters. A thousand or two thousand years ago they were characters that ruled the Destiny Decree of their eras. Some of them might have even been ranked in the top 100 of the Destiny Decree!
And these people were chopped apart by Lin Ming as if they were vegetables and then tossed to the side, over and over again. Lin Ming only used several moves, but these moves, no one was able to dodge them!
Every single one of these attacks contained a powerful strength; the consumption of energy shouldn't be minor. If a general martial artist was strong, they would still find themselves short of breath after using these moves several times. They would have no choice but to supplement themselves with medicines. But, no matter how good these medicines were, the supplemented true essence would have differences with their own true essence. Eating up enough of these pills would cause the energy within their bodies to turn impure, causing their combat strength to plummet.
But Lin Ming hadn't even taken a single pill yet. And looking at his appearance, he didn't even have the least bit of disorder in his breath. Was he even human?
20th match…
Bang!
The demonic path slaughter puppet that stepped onstage had his head burst apart by Lin Ming's spear. Red and white brain mass sprayed onto the ground before immediately being charred by the power of thunder in the air. That demonic path martial artist's headless corpse plopped to the ground.
There was a cold gasp of air from outside the arena stage. It had come from a slaughter puppet that knew it would only be dying by entering the stage. If he were just a normal person then he wouldn't have dared to go onstage. Even walking into the jaws of death shouldn't be done in such a miserable manner.
In fact, even the rest of the slaughter puppets were frightened by Lin Ming. After killing 20 people, Lin Ming's aura made him seem as if he were a wild vicious beast from ancient times. The accumulated killing intent had formed an invisible energy field around him. Just by approaching him one would feel pressured and find it difficult to breathe.
Even Situ Haotian was a bit deterred and made weak-hearted by Lin Ming's dominating aura. Every slaughter puppet that he sent onstage was a massive pile of spirit essence stones!
Had the slaughter puppets he sent out even been able to exhaust Lin Ming's strength?
As he looked at the perfectly calm Lin Ming onstage, Situ Haotian lacked the assurance to continue like this. His eyes turned and his vision locked onto a red-clothed little boy.
"Imperial Scholar Xuan, it's your turn next."
"Huh?" The red-clothed little boy's heart shrank, a cold sweat suddenly streaming down his entire body.