The spirit domain forcefully split open a crack in the crown of the God Desolate King, allowing Zhong Lin not to be completely suppressed. Under such terrifying pressure, he actually stood up slowly, raising his head to gaze at the God Desolate King, his face full of defiance.
At the sa ti, he frantically refined the Form and Spirit Sect in secret. Before truly dying, the only thing to do is to desperately find a way to survive. Now that he has comprehended the spirit domain, as long as he has ti, the King Realm is within reach, easily obtainable, so of course, he cannot wholeheartedly seek death.
"Domain, is it difficult?" Zhong Lin mocked.
Is it difficult?
Difficult as hell.
The Heavenly Sword Sacred Land, occupying a dominion, only has four Sealing King strong individuals, and the Battle Heaven Sacred Land is slightly better with just one more.
Now you tell , is it difficult?
The jealousy in the heart of the God Desolate King was already apparent. He thought of the hardships he endured to break through to the King Realm, the countless life-and-death crises he went through, the opportunities he seized, yet it still took him a full thousand years to break through.
And you, a re Yin Yang Realm martial artist, could comprehend the spirit domain, gaining the key to stepping into the King Realm. How could the God Desolate King accept this?
He wasn’t unfamiliar with geniuses; he was one himself. But only after seeing Zhong Lin did he realize, what genius? Just a fool. Even if you’re a genius, you’re only just reaching his threshold.
"What do you think you are? Even if you’ve comprehended the spirit domain, so what? An ant is always an ant, kneel for ." The God Desolate King shouted angrily.
An even more terrifying domain power pressed against Zhong Lin’s shoulders, trying to forcefully push him to the ground and crush his so-called pride.
Spurt!
Zhong Lin spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face growing paler, and fell to one knee.
Yet, this action made Zhong Lin burst into arrogant laughter.
Compared to being completely prostrate before, now he’s only on one knee; that’s significant progress.
Raising his head with difficulty, Zhong Lin taunted lavishly, "Are you jealous?"
The pupils of the God Desolate King constricted, instantly unleashing a heaven-shattering montum, staring at Zhong Lin with eyes like a Ghost God.
"Jealous? Just because of you?"
"Yes, just because of . Your proud disciple was slain by with a single blow, and I have a whole realm’s difference from him. The Undying Evil Emperor’s inheritance you wanted was obtained by , and you could only watch it happen. Even the Form and Spirit Sect is mine now. You want to kill because you envy , but alas, you can’t bear to do it because if you kill , you’ll have nothing, hahaha."
Boom!
The God Desolate King stepped fiercely, and a massive force once again acted upon Zhong Lin’s body.
Crack! Crack!
Zhong Lin let out a miserable cry, waves of bone cracking sounds echoed throughout his body, turning him directly into a puddle of soft flesh.
The intense pain swept through his body, but at this mont, Zhong Lin’s heart was filled with traces of delight.
The plan succeeded.
The jealousy in the God Desolate King’s heart was completely ignited. Though this would bring various tornts, it guaranteed he wouldn’t be killed imdiately, and this was his opportunity.
Zhong Lin frantically circulated his Spiritual Origin, refining the blood-red orb hidden in his Dantian. This object is the core of the Form and Spirit Sect, as long as he can refine it, he can control the Form and Spirit Sect.
The Form and Spirit Sect is the lifebound Divine Weapon of the Undying Evil Emperor, a Heavenly Destiny Imperial Artifact, a treasure of a higher grade than a King’s Weapon. If he can control it, even if he still isn’t the opponent of the God Desolate King, he can escape within it, preserving his life.
"A little more, just a little more, no need to completely refine it, just a preliminary control will allow to manipulate so simple uses of the Form and Spirit Sect."
Zhong Lin continued to cry out in pain, but his heart remained calm, even more frantically testing.
"Kill ! God Desolate King, you are a Sealing King strong person, what’s the point of torturing ? Kill ! I killed your disciple, I took your opportunity, don’t you hate ? Kill !"
Zhong Lin endured the pain on his body, shouting angrily.
"Want to die? I won’t allow it."
The God Desolate King’s eyes flashed with a cold glint: "I want you to know that the Undying Evil Emperor’s inheritance isn’t your opportunity, but rather a curse! You are indeed a genius, the ’Undying Scripture’ has already been refined by you to the second layer of Heart Removal Immortality, perhaps even the third layer of Headshot Immortal, good! Only then are you an interesting bug. Simply stepping on you would be too boring, only like this can I properly torture you, let you truly feel that living in this world is the greatest regret."
As the God Desolate King spoke, Zhong Lin’s physical body returned again, but he looked even paler, his breathing even weaker.
The ’Undying Scripture’ isn’t unconditionally able to restore the physical body; it also requires the consumption of one’s Qi-Blood, Spiritual Origin, and before breaking through to the Life and Death Realm, the consumption is even greater.
Seeing Zhong Lin’s quietly recovering physical body, the God Desolate King snorted, stepping in the void, a giant foot-shaped Qi Force descended from the sky, stamping heavily on Zhong Lin, crushing him like an insect.
The screams rang out once again, Zhong Lin’s injuries beca more severe, turning his entire being into a pile of rotten flesh.
Within the rotten flesh, a faint dark light erged from the head. Zhong Lin surprisingly broke through the third layer of the ’Undying Scripture’ at the critical mont, known as "Headshot Immortal."
In this realm, even if the head is cut off or exploded, it can be reattached or grow a new head.
The God Desolate King’s earlier kick avoided Zhong Lin’s head, for he didn’t want to crush him to death, yet unexpectedly it helped Zhong Lin break through to the third layer.
In this way, his physical body had no flaws. As long as the Spiritual Origin doesn’t run out, and Qi-Blood doesn’t dry up, the body could be endlessly restored, always remaining in perfect condition.
This scene was completely seen by the God Desolate King, whose eyes flared with jealousy.
He never imagined that he, a dignified Sealing King strong person, would feel such emotions towards a Yin Yang Realm martial artist, but at this mont, there indeed arose a desire to destroy him.
Burning with anger, the God Desolate King stepped again.
Out of the sunken pit of smashed flesh, a pair of bloody holes suddenly opened, revealing a pair of eyes. The eyes no longer held the previous madness but instead filled with a touch of mockery.
"In the end, I still won, God Desolate King, today’s humiliation will be repaid a hundredfold."
A divine thought emanated from the rotten flesh, followed by a trembling of a hazy aura.
"This is... the Form and Spirit Sect? No..."
The God Desolate King’s face changed wildly, roaring in anger, no longer caring about the playful mindset, fiercely grabbing towards Zhong Lin, causing the void to explode and the world to tremble.
"Stop."
The solidified void was suddenly torn open with a crack, and three figures stepped out from it.
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