Chapter 1123: Chapter 936 Divine Eye Attack_2 Chapter 1123: Chapter 936 Divine Eye Attack_2 This was no ordinary middle Saint King level Ghost Practitioner who hadn’t had ti to form a battle array; it was a powerful ghost practitioner who had already ford a battle array with the others, instilling in them a flicker of fear.
Unknown fear, fear of death.
They had all witnessed how the opponent had slain two middle Saint King level ghost practitioners with just a dozen or so moves.
Did this an that they too could be attacked by the opponent at any mont, be slain by the opponent at any mont?
“Bang—Bang—Bang—”
However, there was no one to answer them. Lin Yun walked leisurely among the many ghost practitioners, occasionally striking them with his sword. Very few ghost practitioners could withstand even one of his moves, whether they were middle or upper Saint King level ghost practitioners—their bodies would burst with a single sword strike. Only Peak Saint King level ghost practitioners could block him, but after two or three strikes, their bodies too would burst apart.
“Damn it!”
“How could this be happening!”
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“Curse it!”
The other ghost practitioner powerhouses were infuriated and shocked by this scene. They hadn’t expected things to turn out this way. They couldn’t harm the opponent but were continuously injured by him, especially the top-tier ghost practitioners like Tri-Eyed Emperor and Emperor Wu, who felt extrely aggrieved.
Because of the battle array, their actions were restricted, unable to attack the opponent directly. In theory, as their power rged into the array, anyone who fought them should easily fall prey to the array’s attacks.
But in reality, every ti the battle array was about to hit the opponent, he would skillfully dodge, finding the opportunity to counterattack instead. It was as if he was the nesis of the Thirty-Six Realms Array.
This led to them expending great power in vain, continuously taking hits passively.
However, if they left the battle array, the effectiveness of the other ghost practitioners would significantly weaken.
Even amidst the chaos of battle, they beca hesitant, which could potentially play into the opponent’s hands—it wasn’t unlikely.
Thus, they found themselves caught between a rock and a hard place.
It wasn’t a solution to continue using the battle array, nor was it to stop using it.
The Thirty-Six Realms Array had long been widely known among the upper echelons of the Netherworld, with each of them having used it themselves or through their subordinates. It was almost unheard of for it to have any problems.
They had never anticipated that it would fail now.
“Solo battling over fifty Saint King level ghost practitioners with such ease…”
“This spirit youngster’s strength is too strong, not even the combined might of so many Saint King level ghost practitioners is a match…”
Below, there were so ghost practitioner powerhouses who had not yet made a move. Their strength was generally lower, and they were not qualified to participate in this battle. But they were still considered high-tier figures in the Netherworld, and they were all shocked by what they saw.
“Boom! Boom!”
Before long, Lin Yun once again slew two lower Saint King level ghost practitioners. It wasn’t a simple matter of bursting their bodies but a complete annihilation.
“Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!”
As Lin Yun continued to strike down these Saint King level ghost practitioners, their bodies kept dissipating, and the Blood Prison Sword absorbed and refined a massive amount of soul force. Right when the two lower Saint King level ghost practitioners were thoroughly slain, an enormous surge of soul force was refined by the Blood Prison Sword, rapidly entering the sword, while much of it also poured into Lin Yun’s body, causing the aura of both the Blood Prison Sword and Lin Yun to skyrocket within monts.
“Don’t keep forming the Thirty-Six Realms Array anymore, fight individually or form smaller battle arrays!” Watching this unfold, Tri-Eyed Emperor’s eyelids twitched and, finally making up his mind, he bellowed out loud.
If this kept up, most of them would be worn down by the opponent, who for so unknown reason seed to grow stronger as the battle endured. Dragging things out would be detrintal to them and advantageous to the opponent.
It was better to make a decisive tactical shift.
“Tri-Eyed Emperor?” Emperor Wu frowned slightly, but after a pause, he also realized the situation and seed to see only one choice. He nodded and said in a deep voice, “Very well, let it be so!”
“That’s also good!” Emperor Proud agreed with a nod.
“Yes…”
“We shall obey…”
“Spread out quickly!”
The other ghost practitioner powerhouses echoed in agreent.
They were not fools; they understood that this was the best choice.
“Boom—Boom—”
Quickly, these ghost practitioner powerhouses dispersed and began attacking Lin Yun individually.
“Quick to react…” Lin Yun narrowed his eyes, murmuring under his breath.
“Boom! Boom!”
Lin Yun brandished the blood-colored longsword in his hand, driving back several high-ranking and Peak Saint King Realm Ghost Practitioners.
It had to be said, the opponent’s tactics definitely made it harder for him to deal with.
In particular, the Lord of the 36th Layered Heaven, the Lord of the 35th Layered Heaven, and the Lord of the 34th Layered Heaven were all hailed as Invincible Saint Kings, their strength far from comparable to ordinary Peak Saint Kings. The combined attack of these three made it difficult for him.
For a mont, the battle was fierce.
Ghost Practitioners were continuously blown into pieces by Lin Yun, and wounds also kept appearing on his body. It was then that the fight took on a truly brutal tone. However, Lin Yun’s montum of fighting over fifty alone, that unstoppable force, also left the countless Ghost Practitioners around heaven and earth in awe.
So of the Ghost Practitioners surrounding Lin Yun even began to consider retreating.
“After breaking through to the lower Saint King Realm, Lord Blood Emperor’s strength is so terrifying. I’m glad I didn’t stubbornly fight to the death earlier, otherwise, I’d truly be dead… But now, with so many Ghost Practitioner powerhouses besieging Lord Blood Emperor, I wonder if it’s not quite right for to just stand here and watch…”
Below, Frubor watched this scene, feeling relieved once again, but then his expression changed as he thought uncertainly.
Go up?
But who to help?
Definitely not Tri-Eyed Emperor, Emperor Wu, and the others!
However, going up to help Lord Blood Emperor would surely earn the hatred of the strong Ghost Practitioners in the Netherworld!
Lord Blood Emperor currently identified as a Spirit, and it’s still uncertain whether he will mix in the Netherworld in the future. If Lord Blood Emperor were to leave the Netherworld after this, how would he face the high-level Ghost Practitioners of the Netherworld?
So… leaving… doesn’t seem quite right either. If doing so causes either side to take offense, no matter which side is displeased with him, his days ahead will be difficult.
Truly a headache.
“Whoom!”
Just then, a mysterious light suddenly burst forth from the third eye on the forehead of the Tri-Eyed Emperor, quickly enveloping Lin Yun.
“Hm?”
Lin Yun had just dodged to the side of a Peak Saint King Ghost Practitioner, his Blood Prison Sword ready to strike down, when he suddenly sensed a danger. His heart tightened, and he imdiately abandoned the Peak Saint King Ghost Practitioner in front of him, quickly flashing to the side.
However, before he could move far, he was still covered by the divine light, but it didn’t seem as powerful as he had imagined.
Just as Lin Yun was puzzled by this, he saw the attack from the Peak Saint King Ghost Practitioner suddenly accelerate, blasting him with such speed that the defensive layers on his body rapidly weakened.
“Boom! Boom! Boom…”
At that mont, the attacks from the surrounding Ghost Practitioners also seed to accelerate suddenly, bombarding him and instantly reducing his body’s defensive layers to the brink of shattering. This state didn’t last long, and his defense quickly broke apart completely as powerful attacks pounded his body.
“Pfft!”
Lin Yun’s body violently shook, nearly collapsing, and the next mont, he spat out a large mouthful of blood.
“The Spirit boy is seriously injured!”
“He’s finally injured!”
“It’s the Divine Eye attack of the Tri-Eyed Emperor!”
“The Tri-Eyed Emperor is formidable!”
“Quick! Attack this Spirit boy with all your might…”
The Ghost Practitioner powerhouses who were besieging Lin Yun exclaid with delight upon witnessing this scene.
They were almost moved to tears.
It wasn’t easy at all. With so many Saint King Level Ghost Practitioners and many high-ranking Saint Kings attacking this lower Saint King Spirit for such a long ti, not only had they failed to achieve anything, but they had also been killed by him.
It was an utter disgrace.
Instead, the opponent’s montum was growing stronger, almost driving them to despair.
Finally, the enemy was injured, and seriously at that, giving them a glimr of hope.
They say the beginning is the hardest, and one wrong step leads to many. Now, the injury of their enemy gave them hope to completely annihilate him. They had to seize this opportunity to expand their victory while he was severely injured.
“What? Lord Blood Emperor is injured?”
Below, Frubor, shaken by the scene, muttered to himself.
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