Kryptonian fate deduction, invincibility starts from killing monsters

"Kid! Don't be too arrogant!!!"

Seemingly provoked by Shen Lin's attitude, Yu Yinchuan said sternly:

"The power gained by borrowing external objects is ultimately illusory. Which of us present here has not painstakingly cultivated and honed ourselves, with a stable realm, reaching our current state step by step."

"If it really comes to a life-and-death struggle, if we all swarm up, you might not be able to kill us all!"

Shen Lin was speechless upon hearing these words.

Good heavens, am I Zhang Sanfeng now?

Shaking his head helplessly, Shen Lin pursed his lips and said, "Where are these so-called people with stable realms?"

Yu Yinchuan was stunned for a moment, and a bad feeling arose in his heart. He turned his head instantly.

He saw that behind him, only the Venerable Realm experts of the Black Jackal Tribe remained.

Even these people had quietly retreated several steps at this moment.

Seeing Yu Yinchuan look over, they all revealed a trace of awkward smiles.

Apart from them, both Wu Buqun and the Nether Soul Venerable had used secret techniques to run towards the horizon without making any sound.

Damn it, are the Saint Feather Clan's bastards muddle-headed?

Wu Buqun transformed into a fire star, his speed even faster than before.

While running away, he kept looking back, cursing in his heart.

Having personally experienced Shen Lin's methods, he couldn't be clearer about the current situation.

Yu Yinchuan's plan wasn't wrong. If these Venerable Realm experts swarmed up, they would indeed have a chance to kill Shen Lin.

But what would be the cost?

Even if the current Shen Lin could no longer continuously recover to his peak state like before, and only possessed the power of two strikes.

The power of these two strikes was not something ordinary people could withstand.

Apart from him and Yu Yinchuan, even if the others were tied together, they probably wouldn't survive Shen Lin's two strikes.

As the leader of this plan, Yu Yinchuan would naturally not be the first to step up.

If a fight really broke out, Wu Buqun would inevitably lead the others while Yu Yinchuan guarded the rear.

Wu Buqun had already exhausted almost all of his foundation.

In his current state, he might not even be able to withstand a single strike of Shen Lin's sword technique.

Sacrifice himself to buy opportunities for Yu Yinchuan and the others?

He wasn't that noble.

Therefore, he had spoken nicely just now, but after finding an opportunity, he was the first to run away.

While thinking, Wu Buqun's peripheral vision caught sight of a gray mist in another direction.

This Nether Soul Clan guy's reaction wasn't slow either.

It's just that due to his cultivation level, the distance he had run by now couldn't even catch up with him.

This was a good thing.

Wu Buqun was just thinking that, in his current state, he might be caught up by Shen Lin before he even ran out of the Ancient Burial Ground.

But now, with the Nether Soul Venerable attracting that guy's attention, he could... Hmm?

Just as Wu Buqun was thinking about how to act after leaving the Ancient Burial Ground, he suddenly noticed that the ground in front of him, which had been turned into ruins by a series of attacks, suddenly began to churn.

The ground cracked open, and a batch of long sabers, buried deep underground for who knows how many years, flew into the sky in droves.

Some of these long sabers were dilapidated, leaving only the shape of a saber, while others were still relatively intact, but had become rusty.

They should be the sabers of those cultivators who were buried in the Ancient Burial Ground in the past.

After countless years of baptism, most of them couldn't even compare to ordinary ironware.

But now, these broken long sabers trembled constantly, emitting a powerful saber intent that didn't match their appearance at all.

In an instant, they coalesced into a long saber that was hundreds of feet long.

"You've tried it once, and you still won't give up?"

The voice coming from the long saber made Wu Buqun's eyes widen instantly.

Shen Lin??

He wasn't...

Subconsciously, he looked back, only to see that Shen Lin's figure was still in place, not moving.

At the same time, he noticed that the Nether Soul Venerable not far away was also blocked by a large mass of discarded and broken sabers forming a long saber.

This seems to be... some kind of method of that kid?

Confirming that Shen Lin's main body had not chased after him, Wu Buqun immediately made a decision.

He didn't change his forward movement, roared "Get out of the way", and punched forward.

Shen Lin's main body was indeed powerful, and the powerful saber intent forced Wu Buqun to avoid its edge.

But at this moment, wanting to stop him with this method was too simple.

But just as he threw his punch, an astonishing saber intent suddenly erupted not far away.

It was fleeting.

Wu Buqun was shocked, thinking that Shen Lin's main body had caught up, and quickly looked over.

What he saw was the scene of the Nether Soul Venerable's figure being swallowed by palm-sized saber energies on the other side.

Those palm-sized saber intents seemed to be the saber intents that had not yet dissipated from those broken sabers.

Being triggered by Shen Lin, they were now displaying amazing power.

Even in their complete state in the past, these sabers probably hadn't unleashed such powerful attacks.

"Turn into Phantasm!!!"

Before being swallowed by those saber energies, the Nether Soul Venerable roared, and his body turned into a phantom.

Wu Buqun knew that this was the Nether Soul Clan's innate divine power, which could transform into a phantom body, unaffected by anything.

But the next moment, for some reason, those dense saber energies didn't seem to be affected at all, like piranhas, tearing off pieces of debris from the Nether Soul Venerable's body.

"Ah ah ah!!!"

Before the Nether Soul Venerable's miserable screams could be heard, Wu Buqun had already felt a chill.

He didn't understand why Shen Lin could have such great power without even taking action himself...

Wait!

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted, and Wu Buqun's attention instantly shifted to the front.

His punch had now touched the giant saber composed of broken sabers in front of him.

Boom!!!

Flame spiritual power burst out, exploding violently.

But in front of him, those broken sabers that looked like even a three-year-old child could break only trembled slightly and resisted the punch.

Not only that, but they even began to slowly slash down.

"How... is this possible?"

Wu Buqun stared blankly at this scene, completely giving up struggling.

When this tattered great saber in front of him truly began to slash down, he sensed it.

The power it emitted was no different from the attack that Shen Lin had just unleashed on him.

A pile of junk, and even Shen Lin himself was tens of miles away.

But it could...

Boom!!!

Brilliant saber energies scattered, like fireworks, extinguishing all of Wu Buqun's thoughts.

[Killed a Nether Soul Clan member, mid-stage Venerable Realm, lifespan of one billion years, remaining lifespan of five hundred million years, absorbed completely.]

[Killed a Scarlet Armor Clan member, late-stage Venerable Realm, lifespan of six hundred million years, remaining lifespan of one hundred million years, absorbed completely.]

...

At this moment, throughout the Ancient Burial Ground, pure saber energies composed of broken and tattered sabers erupted.

One by one, the Venerable Realm experts who quietly slipped away all died under a pile of junk.