**Chapter 1934: Exhausting You to Death, Soul Spirit Battleship**
Lin Moyu launched a saturation attack on Shanlin Supre, regardless of its effectiveness. In one word: exhaust!
In ancient tis, Shanlin Supre was injured and sohow managed to survive until now.
Lin Moyu believed that Shanlin Supre had a limit, and with his rule world shattered again, the limit wouldn’t be far off.
With over a billion skeleton generals, he could definitely exhaust Shanlin Supre to death.
Under the continuous rounds of attacks, Shanlin Supre’s aura was clearly weakening.
Using the peak God Sovereign corpses as weapons, the power of the corpse explosions was enough to harm Shanlin Supre.
In the overwhelming attacks, Shanlin Supre’s aura grew weaker and weaker.
Lin Moyu stood on the outermost edge, silently retreating.
His undead wings were not retracted but filled with soul power, ready to flee at any mont.
Lin Moyu was wary of Shanlin Supre’s potential desperate asures. After all, as a forr Supre, who knew what secret techniques he might have?
If Shanlin Supre unleashed a secret technique and fought desperately, Lin Moyu might end up in a dire situation.
The mory of the Howling Sky Saint Sovereign was still fresh, and he couldn’t afford to repeat the sa mistake.
Unknowingly, Lin Moyu had already retreated tens of millions of kiloters.
The battlefield had shrunk in his vision, with Shanlin Supre trapped in the sea of skeletons, unable to extricate himself.
"Enjoy your playti!" Lin Moyu said softly, though he felt uneasy.
This ti, he had almost exhausted his stockpile.
Even the trump card of the Howling Sky Saint Sovereign had been used. If this didn’t work, he would have to use his last trump card.
That was Lin Moyu’s true last resort, sothing that could save his life in a critical mont. It was best not to use it unless absolutely necessary.
Shanlin Supre’s aura grew increasingly weak, and the skeletons seed endless.
Each strike from Shanlin Supre could kill tens of thousands of skeleton generals.
But the skeleton generals could revive in the blink of an eye, with more filling the gaps.
Shanlin Supre was surrounded, feeling both stifled and desperate.
He knew Lin Moyu had distanced himself from the battlefield, denying him the chance for a desperate fight.
He couldn’t break through and had no chance to fight to the death.
He knew Lin Moyu intended to exhaust him to death here.
In fact, he knew he couldn’t fight for long.
A million years of effort had been destroyed in an instant, and he was filled with hatred.
But now, as he cald down, Shanlin Supre knew he had to make a choice.
Either escape and find another opportunity or unleash a secret technique and perish together with Lin Moyu.
There was no hesitation; Shanlin Supre chose the forr.
He was a Supre and didn’t want to die.
With a roar, he re-summoned the three stars he had retracted.
The three stars were his rule world. Although damaged, the rule world was still the ultimate weapon in the hands of a living Supre.
The three stars swept through, killing countless skeleton generals instantly.
Shanlin Supre’s aura also recovered to the Saint Sovereign realm, though he couldn’t return to his peak state.
But the Saint Sovereign realm was enough to break through.
Lin Moyu sensed Shanlin Supre’s change and imdiately beca vigilant.
In the next second, Shanlin Supre suddenly flew in the opposite direction.
Using the three stars to clear a path, he broke through the encirclent of skeleton generals and fled into the distance.
"He’s actually escaping!"
"Is he really escaping, or trying to lure into a trap?"
"With his poor acting skills, he should be genuinely escaping."
In the blink of an eye, Shanlin Supre had fled far away.
A Saint Sovereign’s escape speed was beyond the skeletons’ ability to catch up.
But...
Lin Moyu smiled slightly, "Can you escape?"
The laws of space were not only excellent for escaping but also perfect for pursuit.
Lin Moyu took a step, instantly covering tens of millions of kiloters.
The skeleton generals disappeared and were re-summoned, occupying a large area of the starry sky.
Shanlin Supre’s vision blurred as Lin Moyu suddenly appeared in front of him, followed by countless skeleton generals.
"Damn space laws!"
Without thinking, Shanlin Supre changed direction.
But no matter where he fled, Lin Moyu quickly appeared in front of him.
Shanlin Supre had to keep changing directions, up, down, left, or right.
In the starry sky, there was no specific direction; he could flee in any direction.
But no matter how he fled, he couldn’t escape Lin Moyu’s pursuit.
The power of the secret technique couldn’t be maintained for long, and Shanlin Supre’s aura began to decline again.
Shanlin Supre was anxious, but Lin Moyu was not in a hurry.
Lin Moyu was still exhausting Shanlin Supre, waiting for his realm to fall and his power to be exhausted.
At this point, Lin Moyu would never let him go.
After a long chase, covering an unknown distance, Lin Moyu kept exhausting Shanlin Supre like a cat playing with a mouse.
Shanlin Supre was furious but helpless.
Several tis he thought of fighting to the death, but Lin Moyu never gave him the chance.
Blocking his path, releasing the sea of skeletons, and then Lin Moyu himself would flee, never engaging directly.
Shanlin Supre felt he was really dood, about to be exhausted to death by Lin Moyu.
"How can there be such a God Sovereign in the world?"
"Even in ancient tis, there wasn’t one like this."
"So many skeletons, how can the human race have such a technique..."
Suddenly, Shanlin Supre trembled, and a distant mory surfaced.
He thought of sothing, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.
His eyes were filled with terror, and he kept muttering, "Impossible, impossible, it can’t be him, it can’t be him!"
Lin Moyu noticed Shanlin Supre’s abnormality and looked puzzled, "What’s wrong with him?"
Shanlin Supre suddenly let out a strange cry and fled in a specific direction.
Although he was still fleeing, it was different from before.
Earlier, Shanlin Supre was filled with hatred, which could be felt even from thousands of miles away.
But now, Shanlin Supre was full of fear. What was he afraid of?
Lin Moyu was about to chase when he suddenly felt a chill.
A mournful sound echoed in his soul, as if soone was crying or singing with a peculiar wailing tone.
Countless sorrows welled up in his heart, and many past mories surfaced uncontrollably.
"Sothing’s wrong!"
Lin Moyu instantly beca alert, his soul letting out a light whistle, erasing all inappropriate emotions.
Then he saw a peculiar battleship flying from afar, hazy and emitting a strange light.
The battleship was tattered, full of holes, and seed to have experienced a great battle.
It exuded an ancient and weathered aura, with the sedint of ti, having sailed here for an unknown duration.
"A Soul Spirit World battleship!"
Lin Moyu recognized it at a glance; it was a battleship from the Soul Spirit World.
He had felt its aura in the Soul Spirit World before.
Seeing a Soul Spirit World battleship in the outer starry sky was not surprising.
The Soul Spirit World was one of the rebellious races back then, later eradicated by Lin Moyu.
In the undead vision, there were no living beings on the Soul Spirit battleship.
Shanlin Supre, like Lin Moyu, was affected by the song.
But he quickly reacted and, after a mont’s hesitation, flew straight into the Soul Spirit battleship.
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