[Merit +217 billion ding]
Lin Baichuan's gaze swept over the system panel, and the smile on his face grew ever more pronounced.
Though the Seventh Ancestor of the Yin Universe had not provided as much merit as the Fourth Ancestor, the difference was not great. It had still surpassed 210 billion ding.
By now, the merit Lin Baichuan had accumulated had already exceeded 500 billion ding.
If he killed the remaining five great ancestors of the Yin Universe as well, reaching 1.5 trillion ding would be no problem at all.
"1.5 trillion ding... Even if I have to pile it up, it should be enough to help me transcend and attain immortality, right?"
Lin Baichuan silently mused, his eyes gradually burning hotter.
The next moment, he moved. With one step, the void shattered.
When he reappeared, Lin Baichuan was already on another battlefield.
This time, his target was the Sixth Ancestor of the Yin Universe.
"Damn it, Lin Baichuan..."
The moment Lin Baichuan appeared, the Sixth Ancestor of the Yin Universe's expression changed.
He knew that Lin Baichuan had gone after the Seventh Ancestor earlier. Now, Lin Baichuan had walked out of that grand formation alive, while the Seventh Ancestor was nowhere to be seen.
He could figure it out even with his toes—the Seventh Ancestor had already fallen.
And next, it would be him.
In an instant, the Sixth Ancestor of the Yin Universe's face darkened like water, and his nerves tightened to the limit.
The Fourth Ancestor was dead. The Seventh Ancestor was dead too.
Moreover, both had died at Lin Baichuan's hands.
That was enough to show just how powerful Lin Baichuan was. He was no match for him.
At that moment, he felt the aura of death enveloping him. His mind was taut, tighter