Even the Master of the Heavenly Fire Divine Hall and the Leader of the Blood Moon Alliance had gone pale.
They, too, had never imagined that Lin Yun’s side would truly dare to strike.
“Master of the Heavenly Fire Divine Hall, Leader of the Blood Moon Alliance, help me at once!” cried the Young Lord of the Nether Palace, who was now heavily outnumbered and in dire straits, urgently pleading for aid.
The two leaders exchanged glances. At this moment, dread filled their hearts.
If they intervened, the elf forces watching the battlefield would almost certainly join the fight immediately.
Even if both of them acted, there was no chance of victory in this battle.
Before arriving, they had never considered that the beastman and elf clans would come to Lin Yun’s aid. Naturally, they had made no preparations for it, and now they had no counterplan.
The current gap in strength between the two sides was simply too vast.
Only moments earlier, they had still clung to the hope that Lin Yun would not truly dare to move against them.
Now, in this instant, that hope had unquestionably shattered completely.
In the end, neither the Master of the Heavenly Fire Divine Hall nor the Leader of the Blood Moon Alliance dared to act.
After the fierce battle in the air continued a little longer, the Palace Lord of the Nether Palace, facing a group assault, began to suffer successive injuries. His condition deteriorated rapidly.
At this moment, the Palace Lord finally sensed an unprecedented crisis of death. He awoke at last to the full gravity of the situation.
“Lin Yun, I am willing to negotiate terms with you! Just make them stop!!!”
The badly wounded Palace Lord shouted desperately.
The more injured he became, the worse his condition grew. His fighting strength fell sharply, and he found it increasingly difficult to withstand the attacks from Mu Li and the others.
If the fight went on like this, he would truly perish here.
Faced with such mortal danger, he no longer cared about pride. He could only beg for mercy.
“Sorry. Realising you are afraid now, thinking of negotiating now, it is too late,” said Lin Yun, his gaze sharpening.
Boom!
In an instant, Mu Li’s enormous fist smashed hard into the Palace Lord’s skull, caving it in.
Under the siege, even exhausting every technique, the Palace Lord could not hold out.
The puppets he had summoned could achieve nothing against so many beastman powerhouses. As he kept taking wounds and blows, he long ago lost any chance to control them further.
Though his skull was now caved in, the Palace Lord was not yet dead. After all, his physical body was still at a high realm.
But once his skull had been crushed inward, he lost almost all ability to resist.
Everyone watched as Mu Li and several other beastman powerhouses rained frenzied attacks upon him.
“No!”
“Lin Yun, give me one chance!” the Palace Lord roared, his voice carrying unmistakable pleading.
After the battle dragged on a little longer, the Palace Lord’s entire body had been beaten beyond recognition. His physical recovery could not keep pace with the damage, until at last his vitality and regenerative energy were utterly spent.
The Golden Supreme, the Palace Lord of the Nether Palace, fell.
In that moment, the entire field fell deathly silent.
Many present stared blankly into the sky. Some even shivered involuntarily.
This was a true Golden Supreme, an existence at the very pinnacle of the human race, someone who, in their eyes, had been supremely powerful, brilliantly radiant.
Yet now he had perished like this?
Virtually everyone watching had, for the first time, witnessed a Supreme powerhouse being slain with their own eyes.
When their gazes turned once more to Lin Yun in the sky, the awe they felt toward him surpassed even that for a Supreme.
Though Lin Yun himself had not delivered the killing blow.
This was nonetheless his doing.
Even the Master of the Heavenly Fire Divine Hall and the Leader of the Blood Moon Alliance fell silent as cicadas in winter. A feeling of shared sorrow gripped them.
Yet, faced with the situation on the field, neither dared make the slightest move.
“Palace Lord!”
The Young Lord of the Nether Palace, the Great Elder, and the others watched their own Palace Lord die before their eyes. Every one of them stared in wide-eyed shock, as though struck by lightning, as if the world itself had ended.
The psychological blow was immense.
In the air.
After slaying the Palace Lord of the Nether Palace.
“You two, do you still believe I would not dare to touch you?” Lin Yun asked, looking toward the Master of the Heavenly Fire Divine Hall and the Leader of the Blood Moon Alliance.
Both men shuddered.
“No, no, no!”
“Lin Yun, we are willing… willing to negotiate with you!”
The two lowered their posture entirely. All temper was gone. Where now was the proud bearing they had shown before as Supremes?
