“Help!”
The Xuansheng Realm cultivator retreated at full speed, frantically forming an energy barrier to block Lin Yun.
Boom!
Lin Yun’s sword shattered the barrier, its fierce momentum surging towards the cultivator.
Clang!
Just as the sword was about to strike, a cold gleam intercepted it.
The black-robed Tongtian Realm cultivator had rushed over.
“You’ve got some nerve!”
His rage erupted like a volcano.
He couldn’t believe Lin Yun had killed one of his men in his presence and was still trying to kill more.
“Even a cornered rabbit bites. Since you want me dead, why should I hold back? At worst, we both go down!” Lin Yun said with a ferocious grin.
“Scoundrel! If I don’t tear you to pieces today, I’m no man!”
“Crimson Flame Strangle!”
The black-robed man swung his spear, which transformed into a fiery serpent, sweeping towards Lin Yun with ferocious force and flames.
This attack was far more powerful than his previous one.
Clearly, in his anger, he was unleashing his full strength.
“Come on! The word ‘fear’ isn’t in my dictionary!”
Lin Yun roared, his aura soaring, showing no trace of fear.
As he shouted, his inner energy surged wildly, pushing his strength to the limit. He met the attack with a sword strike, unleashing every ounce of his power.
Boom!
The golden dragon sword shadow clashed with the fiery serpent, their combined force exploding outward.
“Cough!”
Lin Yun coughed violently, his body hurled backward.
The gap of two realms, especially across a major boundary, was significant. The opponent’s saint-tier weapon further suppressed him, granting a natural advantage.
“Hm? Still not dead?”
The black-robed man’s expression shifted, Lin Yun’s strength far exceeding his expectations.
That was his signature attack, yet it couldn’t kill a Xuansheng Realm cultivator or even severely injure him. It was utterly abnormal.
Lin Yun spat out a mouthful of blood, grinning. “Tongtian Realm? Doesn’t seem like much!”
His injuries were serious, but not life-threatening. With his Immortal Divine Body, he was rapidly healing.
“Arrogant fool! If I don’t kill you today, how can I show my face?”
“Die!”
The enraged black-robed man’s spear glowed brighter, flames roaring as its power surged.
The spear transformed into a living fiery serpent, lunging at Lin Yun.
Feeling the attack’s intensity, Lin Yun sensed immense pressure.
Though he refused to back down verbally, he knew how ferocious this strike was.
Even so, he didn’t retreat a single step, choosing to face it head-on.
“Knowing there’s a tiger in the mountain, I charge towards it! Come on!”
Lin Yun roared hysterically, face flushed, charging like a madman, squeezing out every bit of strength.
Boom!
A earth-shaking crash erupted, dazzling light blindingly bright.
Lin Yun was flung back again, smashing boulders to pieces.
The black-robed man rushed forward, his spear turning into a flurry of shadows enveloping Lin Yun.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Relentless collisions rang out as the man’s ferocious attacks surged towards Lin Yun like a tidal wave.
Lin Yun was forced back, coughing blood that stained his chest red.
He was barely holding on, relying on his strong defence to buy time.
Though his defence was formidable, making it hard for the Tongtian Realm cultivator to kill him, Lin Yun’s condition was deteriorating rapidly with each clash.
As his condition worsened, resisting became harder, and he struggled to keep up.
The battle raged on, time slipping away.
It had been going for quite a while.
As it continued, the opponent left several wounds on Lin Yun, who was entirely on the defensive, surviving only on his resilience.
“You’re done for!”
As Lin Yun’s condition faltered and he was thrown back, the black-robed man seized the chance, breaking through Lin Yun’s defence and thrusting his spear.
Pfft!
The saint-tier spear pierced Lin Yun’s chest, puncturing his heart with overwhelming force.
“Pfft!”
A gush of blood sprayed out, the searing pain tearing through Lin Yun.
“I told you, you’re done!” The black-robed man grinned savagely, yanking back his spear.
Lin Yun staggered, collapsing with a thud.
“Cough! Cough!”
Blood poured from his mouth as he lay on the ground.
The saint-tier weapon, though not a true saint artifact, was incredibly sharp, its power hindering Lin Yun’s recovery.
Yet Lin Yun fought to heal, his shattered heart slowly reforming.
“You think I’m done? Laughable!” Clutching his chest, he struggled to his feet, his bloodied face bearing a ferocious grin.
“What? Not dead?”
The black-robed man’s laughter froze, replaced by profound shock.
His spear had undeniably pierced Lin Yun’s heart.
“Could it be… your body is a Primordial Body? Or even… an Immortal Divine Body?” he asked, staring at Lin Yun in disbelief.
During their fight, he had noticed Lin Yun’s defence far surpassed that of a typical Xuansheng Realm cultivator.
Otherwise, he would have killed a normal Xuansheng Realm cultivator long ago.
He was almost certain Lin Yun’s physical body was extraordinary, possibly at the level of an Immortal Divine Body.
“Congratulations, you’re right. I do have an Immortal Divine Body!” Lin Yun grinned savagely.
Since the man had guessed, there was no point hiding it.
“So, killing me won’t be that easy!” Lin Yun’s grin grew fiercer, his appearance terrifyingly ferocious.
