"Form and Spirit Sect? Undying Evil Emperor? Emperor? Could it be a realm stronger than the King Realm?"
"The site of the ancient great ability found by the Sea Suppressing Sect is actually an Imperial Realm expert?"
At this mont, Zhong Lin did not know how to describe the luck of the Sea Suppressing Sect. If you say it’s bad luck, they have actually found the site of the inheritance of an Emperor. If they could inherit it, the future Sea Suppressing Sect might even beco the ’Sea Suppressing Sacred Land.’
But if you say it’s good luck, as soon as they started to explore, the news leaked, attracting the arrival of a Sealing King strong person, causing the entire sect to suffer devastating casualties.
One couldn’t tell if it was fortunate or unfortunate.
But these were no longer Zhong Lin’s concerns. What he needed to consider now was how to survive.
"The plan now is to seek life in the midst of death, go all out."
Zhong Lin gritted his teeth, unleashing unprecedented power, slashing through the chaotic void currents in front of him, and with a swoosh, he flew right into the Form and Spirit Sect.
In front was unknown uncertainty, while behind was certain death from the God Desolate King. Even a fool would know which to choose.
The massive Form and Spirit Sect rippled with waves of fluctuation, seemingly sensing Zhong Lin’s approach, and it instinctively reacted with prohibitions.
These waves of fluctuation spread out with great montum, echoing in the void like the howls of a mountain collapsing or a sea surging, as if millions of miles were galloping and charging.
"Beast, how dare you?"
The God Desolate King roared angrily at this scene, opening his five fingers and fiercely grabbing at Zhong Lin. The massive hand erupted across dozens of miles, breaking through layers of void, savagely trying to capture Zhong Lin before he could enter the Form and Spirit Sect.
The giant hand expanded rapidly in Zhong Lin’s eyes, too fast for him to react.
A look of despair appeared on Zhong Lin’s face. At this mont, he finally understood why Chi Zhonglin and Bian Yingjie didn’t have the courage to act when they knew the God Desolate King was descending.
Sealing King! Sealing King!
The King of Martial Arts.
This is the King of Martial Arts. For ordinary martial artists, facing a Sealing King strong person is like commoners facing nobility, completely powerless.
Rumbling!!!
At this mont, the Form and Spirit Sect suddenly emitted countless rays of radiance. The radiance erupted with imnse pressure, and the God Desolate King’s terrifying hand started to collapse upon its appearance. The radiance then rebounded, fiercely enveloping the God Desolate King, intending to obliterate this disrespectful person.
"Scattering Soul Radiance! Not good."
The God Desolate King’s face changed, sensing a strong crisis at this mont. He continuously launched punches, and crimson-golden Blood Qi surged violently. Each terrifying Fist Intent attack struck this Scattering Soul Radiance.
Countless explosive sounds erupted from his body, shattering the radiance surrounding him at once.
"Such powerful Scattering Soul Radiance. The Undying Evil Emperor is indeed an Imperial Realm expert. Even after a thousand years of death, he can leave such a ans." The God Desolate King remarked with a grim face.
In martial arts cultivation, the further you progress, the larger the gap between each realm, like heaven and earth. The gap between the Imperial and King Realms is even greater than that between the King Realm and a common martial artist.
The Scattering Soul Radiance left by the Undying Evil Emperor alone made him feel a sense of crisis. If he were truly entangled, he wouldn’t escape unscathed without losing sothing.
On the other side, Zhong Lin frantically mobilized his Spiritual Origin, transforming his body into a streak of white light like a rainbow, fast as lightning, directly ramming into the Form and Spirit Sect, completely ignoring the Scattering Soul Radiance enveloping it.
With a clear sound, Zhong Lin disappeared without a trace, as if a mud ox entering the sea.
...
"Hahaha, in the end, I bet correctly."
Zhong Lin sat down on the ground, laughing heartily, filled with the joy of survival after a life-and-death ordeal.
Facing a relentless Sealing King strong person, Zhong Lin’s only option was to enter the Form and Spirit Sect. Even if ahead was a mountain of blades and a sea of fire, it was his only path to survival.
Fortunately, it was as he thought. The Form and Spirit Sect wasn’t a dead end, and he finally stepped inside.
Calming down, Zhong Lin slowly stood up, looking around to survey his surroundings.
All the pressure vanished, no space turbulence, no void rifts, nor the pursuit of Sealing King strong people. In front of him was a vast, empty hall.
This hall was incomparably vast and majestic, with towering pillars like a labyrinth of eternity. However, amidst this grandeur, the hall was desolate, with ancient traces everywhere, decaying steps, broken seats, and... weathered skeletons.
Indeed, the hall was filled with countless white bones, among which so remnants of brilliance flickered faintly, possibly from so divine weapons.
Clearly, many had died in this hall.
Among the skeletons, Zhong Lin even noticed so fresh bodies.
"People of the Sea Suppressing Sect."
Zhong Lin furrowed his brow but understood in his heart. With such an Imperial Realm inheritance, how could the Sea Suppressing Sect not venture in for exploration? Yet seeing these skeletons made him shudder at heart.
This place is indeed perilous!
Without acting imdiately, Zhong Lin took out a Five Elents Gathering Spirit Pill and swallowed it, activating the Five Elents Mixed Essence Skill. The Spiritual Origin in his Dantian quickly recovered, and the newly transford Five Elents Mixed Essence Skill was no longer what it was before, quickly fully absorbing the Elixir.
Slowly standing up and taking steady steps, he walked over a chain of white bones, which seed so decayed that they crumbled into powder, giving Zhong Lin a start.
"How could this be? The flesh of martial artists, even without specialized tempering, is as hard as steel. Even if the flesh rots, the bones shouldn’t perish."
For experts in the Spirit Embryo Realm, their bodies have transford into Spiritual Bodies. Even after being buried underground for hundreds of years, they won’t decay, and their skeletons remain extrely robust. But the white bones before him easily crumbled, turning into powder, indicating either extre age or unusual occurrences in this Secret Realm. Either scenario warrants Zhong Lin’s caution.
With a thought, the Donghuang Bell floated out from his brow, hovering above him, casting down infinite rays of light.
His right hand tightened around the Demon-shattering Blade, cautiously observing his surroundings.
Stepping slowly into the depths of the hall, he tread on various bones, producing cracking sounds, while searching for anything valuable.
Here lay diverse dead people, identified by their attire and weapons from various sects across different domains and sects, of every kind.
However, everything had decayed, including the weapons, now rusted. Zhong Lin casually picked up a rust-covered long sword from among the bones, rely a piece of scrap tal in appearance.
The Primordial Qi had long dissipated, crumbling at a touch into fragnts, even inferior to ordinary steel.
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