Kryptonian fate deduction, invincibility starts from killing monsters

The great seal descended, crashing down on Ming Yueyue's face, which was filled with despair.

This Saint Realm genius of the Nether Ghost Clan realized at this moment that her body was completely unable to move.

She could only watch helplessly as death approached.

Boom!!!

Upon contact, Ming Yueyue's Dao Principle body, cultivated over countless years, instantly shattered into pieces.

Her divine soul and Dao were completely crushed.

[Killed Nether Ghost Clan, mid-stage Saint Realm, lifespan 300 million years, remaining lifespan 250 million years, absorption complete.]

[Congratulations on killing the Holy Feather Clan, the Myriad Clan Illustrated Handbook has been updated.]

The system's notification sounded, and Shen Lin softly said, "Two breaths."

Ming Yueyue's final methods were indeed strange; those death souls exuding an aura of death were indeed impossible to deal with using ordinary means.

However, what Shen Lin had just used was the strongest profound meaning of the Burning Heaven Venerable's Dao Principle secret technique, Burning Soldiers Refining Dao.

Only those who had reached the Perfection stage of the Saint Realm could barely execute it.

Shen Lin appeared calm and collected on the surface, but in reality, he had just activated the system to deduce and replenish his energy twice in order to fully execute this move.

Once this move was executed, it could refine everything in front of him into his own means of attack.

Dao Principles, air, clouds, everything!

Even conceptual existences without physical form could be refined.

Burning Heaven, even the heavens could be burned, let alone your death souls?

Only two breaths had passed of the ten breaths, and Ming Yueyue, this genius of the Nether Ghost Clan, had already been dealt with.

It seemed a bit wasteful.

Shen Lin shook his head, preparing to turn around and leave to catch up with Yuwen Fengxian and the others.

While he still had the cultivation of the Saint Realm, he could leave some methods for the human race, allowing them to walk the subsequent path more smoothly.

But before leaving...

Shen Lin narrowed his eyes and stretched out his right hand to grab into the void.

A bone scepter covered in cracks appeared in his hand, still trembling constantly as if trying to escape from Shen Lin.

Even Shen Lin's Taowu long saber, which had just entered the threshold of Dao artifacts, already possessed a trace of autonomous consciousness, so this Saint artifact would naturally not be a simple dead object.

Although its master had already died, the bone scepter was clearly not convinced by Shen Lin and desperately wanted to escape.

However, having been affected by Shen Lin's Burning Heaven move earlier, the bone scepter was now covered in cracks, and its grade had fallen to the category of ordinary Dao artifacts.

How could it possibly escape from Shen Lin's grasp?

"It's quite individualistic."

Shen Lin smiled softly, and with a force in his right hand, the bone scepter, which was already covered in cracks, was instantly crushed into pieces.

As the fragments scattered, items appeared in the air.

Seeing this scene, a hint of a smile appeared on Shen Lin's face.

As expected, he had guessed correctly.

According to the knowledge related to artifact refining in the Burning Heaven Boiling Sea Art, when weapons reached the level of Dao artifacts, they could store items within their space.

After reaching the Enlightenment Realm, many of the things one could come into contact with could not be accommodated by ordinary Sumeru rings.

Therefore, most cultivators would choose to store items in their Dao artifacts.

Shen Lin risked losing the Burning Heaven Boiling Sea Art and the Holy Feather Clan's inheritance to kill Ming Yueyue, not only because he had his eye on the other party's demonic lifespan but also because he had his eye on the other party's treasures.

Ming Yueyue, who came from the Nether Ghost Clan, would definitely carry a wealth of items.

Now, looking casually at the things that appeared in the air, Shen Lin discovered several materials that were extremely rare even among the great clans of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

In addition to these, there were also two bone slips emitting a faint white light that caught Shen Lin's attention.

Shen Lin took them over and looked at them, and the joy on his face became even more intense.

A cultivation method and a martial art.

Both were top-tier inheritances of the Nether Ghost Clan.

This time, it wasn't a loss after all.

Happily putting all these things into the Taowu long saber, Shen Lin stepped out and left this sea area.

The small continent carrying the Great Wei human race was parked in the sea not far ahead.

Yuwen Fengxian and the others did not leave directly but had been waiting there for the outcome of Shen Lin and Ming Yueyue's battle.

In addition to being worried about Shen Lin, there was also one point.

Zhang Xiang and the others had discussed it and felt that even if Shen Lin was defeated, that Saint Realm existence of the Nether Ghost Clan would not do anything to them, these small fries.

The other party's target was Shen Lin, for something on Shen Lin's body.

Ming Yueyue was not like the Six Mang Demon Saint, who needed to imprison them, these humans.

At this moment, seeing Shen Lin's figure gradually approaching, Zhang Xiang and the others came back to their senses.

The scene just now had brought them too much shock.

The entire sky had actually been burned and refined into a great seal.

Such means, such great power, whether it was Ji Zhanxie and the others in the Dharma Idol Realm or Yuwen Fengxian, who was now in the Enlightenment Realm.

As long as they were cultivators, they all felt their hearts surge.

Their human race had now left the cage, and the big rock blocking their cultivation path had also been moved away.

As the most outstanding group of people in the Great Wei human race, they felt that in the future, they might not be able to reach this level.

"Hahaha, Zhang Xiang, we succeeded!!!"

Ji Zhanxie seemed very excited and clapped his hands with surging emotions.

The others also smiled at this moment, applauding Zhang Xiang one after another.

The success of this plan, in addition to Shen Lin's explosive growth solving the great enemies of Zhulong, the Six Mang Demon Saint, and Ming Yueyue, the greatest contributor was Zhang Xiang.

If it weren't for his years of planning, even with such an opportunity, their human race would not have been able to safely escape from that cage.

At this moment, Zhang Xiang also had a smile on his face, but his heart felt somewhat empty.

The goal of many years had finally been achieved.

But what to do next?

Hesitating for a moment, Zhang Xiang shook his head with a smile.

Take one step, look one step.

Next, when Shen Lin comes back, they still have to...

Just as Zhang Xiang was thinking about discussing the human race's next destination after Shen Lin came back.

Shen Lin, who was approaching this side, suddenly stopped his movements and suddenly turned around to look behind him.

"Huh?"

Royal Uncle pointed to the distance in surprise and asked in confusion, "Look over there, what is that thing moving? Or am I seeing things?"

Everyone looked over upon hearing this.

Zhang Xiang, this mortal, naturally didn't see anything.

The other existences in the Dharma Idol Realm also had limited vision and could only see a small black dot gradually growing larger in the distance.

Only Yuwen Fengxian, who had already broken through to the Enlightenment Realm, suddenly widened his eyes at this moment.

In his vision, around that small black dot in that direction, a violent Dao Principle fluctuation, covering the sky and the sun, was constantly spreading.

In the next moment, the small black dot became clear, and Yuwen Fengxian saw its full appearance.

That actually...

Was an incomparably huge black Xuan Turtle.

It was dragging a continent on its back, and its size seemed to be even larger than the continent where Great Wei had lived for countless years.

The black Xuan Turtle's movements seemed slow, but each movement could cross tens of millions of miles of sea.

Soon, even Zhang Xiang saw that shocking scene clearly.

At this moment, Shen Lin did not hesitate at all and flew towards the other side at the fastest speed.

"Little friend..."

"Why be so alarmed?"

"Your talent is amazing; the Heavenly Demon Lord favors you greatly and specifically instructed me to come and guide you."

As the deep voice echoed, the black Xuan Turtle took a step and had already arrived next to Great Wei.

Passing by Zhang Xiang and the others, it directly chased after the direction Shen Lin was leaving.

At this moment, everyone in the entire Great Wei, from mortals to Yuwen Fengxian, the strongest in cultivation, felt frozen from body to soul.

As they brushed past, the black Xuan Turtle's black eyeballs rolled and glanced at them.

"Hehe, a group of lowly humans, no need to pay attention."

The old voice came, and Zhang Xiang and the others noticed that on the black Xuan Turtle's head stood a sturdy lizard demon.

Having received these words, the Xuan Turtle did not stop and continued forward.

Soon, it disappeared from the sight of the Great Wei people.

"Cough cough cough! Huff~"

Zhang Xiang then coughed violently for a while, opening his mouth and breathing heavily.

At that moment, his whole body seemed to be completely frozen.

Blood no longer flowed, the heart stopped beating, and breathing stopped.

It was like the instinctive action engraved in the depths of the human race's bloodline when faced with an insurmountable danger to protect themselves.

"Just now that..."

Zhang Xiang opened his mouth, his voice incomparably hoarse.

But no one could answer his question.

Whether it was Ji Zhanxie and other Dharma Idol Realm warriors or Yuwen Fengxian, who had already stepped into the second step, their performance just now was not much better than him, this mortal.

The crowd looked at me, I looked at you, and fell into a strange silence.

......

At this moment, in the distant sea.

Shen Lin had already pushed his Saint Realm cultivation to the extreme, using the Flame Dao Principle as a driving force, and the "Flow" Dao Principle broke through the obstacles in front of him, increasing his speed to the extreme.

His face was very ugly, and recalling the scene he had just seen, he couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "Damn it! How could there be a Venerable Realm existence?"

And it was a Venerable Realm of the Demon Race.

He had originally thought about finding Yuwen Fengxian and the others to join up.

But halfway there, he felt a chill down his spine, and a strong sense of crisis came from behind him.

Then, he saw that huge Xuan Turtle.

A Xuan Turtle in the Saint Realm, whether in strength or size, was not comparable to the previous Zhulong.

Even more terrifying was the lizard on the Xuan Turtle's head!

Although Shen Lin hadn't seen a尊者 realm cultivator before, the moment he saw that figure, he understood the other party's cultivation level.

尊者 realm!

The end of the road of cultivation in the Chaos Sea.