"Hmm?" Qinghe Lin showed a hint of a strange expression, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.
Tyrin, still hasn’t defeated him?
Not even gained the upper hand to make him submit?
Ridiculous.
"These past few years, cultivating in the Temple of Gods, I can feel the might of your Lin emperor even more. The next spear is an ultimate attack I comprehended in the Temple of Gods." Tyrin spoke holding the Space-Ti Spear, and as his words fell, the Star River flowed, and the endless energy light in the universe gathered and poured into the spear.
Tyrin stepped forward step by step, even though there was domain pressure, it seed to have no effect on him.
Qinghe Lin frowned, and the next mont, Tyrin’s body disappeared from his original place. In Qinghe Lin’s perception, Tyrin was coming at him with the Space-Ti Spear, and a beam of space-ti light pierced through the Star River.
Qinghe Lin’s expression turned serious, his spiritual power erupted to the extre, a vast pressure swept out as cosmic energy gathered behind him. Starlight flowed, the Origin Sword released a world-destroying brilliance, and a hint of killing intent flashed in his eyes.
"Kill." The Origin Sword proceeded forward, tearing apart all existence. Under this sword, the Star River shattered, and the space trembled.
"Boom."
A violent shock hit, and the defense in front of Qinghe Lin crumbled instantly, a spear pierced through his defense and directly entered his chest.
Qinghe Lin displayed a frightened expression on his face; the Origin Sword was still attacking forward, but in that mont, he seed to see Tyrin passing through the Origin Sword, coming to kill him.
The Space-Ti Spear rampaged inside Qinghe Lin’s body, but Tyrin did not deliver a fatal blow, instead sparing him; after all, they were still allies, and killing Qinghe Lin would bring no benefit.
Lin’s Destroyer looked at the outco of this battle, their gaze dazed, silent.
Qinghe Lin, defeated.
And not just defeated; had it not been for Tyrin’s rcy, he could have been killed, which was far more terrifying than defeat.
"Temple of Gods..." A sense of desolation filled Qinghe Lin’s heart; Tyrin had actually comprehended a power capable of killing him in the Temple of Gods, a place he had previously been unable to enter for cultivation. Lately, being busy restoring his power, he hadn’t been able to cultivate with a calm heart, leading to today’s crushing defeat.
Was the gap between him and his older brother really this wide?
"Qinghe Lin, it’s better not to harbor other thoughts in the future. Winning this universe war, you will still have a place in this universe." Tyrin continued to transmit his voice, accompanied by the proud deanor of a superior.
Defeating Qinghe Lin, today in the universe, he was number one.
Qinghe Lin felt numb; Tyrin had already pulled out the Space-Ti Spear and looked to others, transmitting, "The Pope and everyone else too, cooperate together, and win this war."
"Of course," the Pope seed to speak very humbly.
The people of the Odyssey Star Domain sighed, fearing the universe was truly about to change ownership. If they won this universe war, from then on, the Saint Tiya Clan would rule the universe.
Tyrin turned and headed towards the Emperor Star.
Qinghe Lin still stood dazed in space.
He was actually, completely defeated.
At this mont, he recalled his older brother, the Emperor of the Empire, with a heart full of pain.
The news of this battle quickly spread throughout the Emperor Star.
The Emperor Star shook.
After all, Qinghe Lin had ruled the Emperor Star for hundreds of years, and many once believed Qinghe Lin to be the strongest single entity in the universe, standing at the pinnacle.
But today, the myth shattered.
This defeat caused Qinghe Lin to completely fall from the altar of the gods.
Not only was the Lin destroyed and the Emperor Star breached, even his personal combat power was crushed by Tyrin.
What qualification did Qinghe Lin have left to dominate the universe?
From now on, Qinghe Lin feared he lost the qualification to compete.
Days later, Qinghe Lin sat in the empty Imperial Hall.
This was once the highest power center of the universe, yet at this mont, only he remained.
The Emperor Star was broken, the Lin destroyed, and defeated by Tyrin; under the triple blow, Qinghe Lin wondered if he could recreate the glory of the Lin.
For the first ti, Qinghe Lin questioned himself.
At this mont, the doors of the Imperial Hall closed once again.
Qinghe Lin looked up.
"Qinghe Lin, have you thought it through?" A voice echoed in Qinghe Lin’s mind.
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