Deadly Battle

When that aura of death descended, Zhang Lin's mind trembled. At the very last moment, he barely twisted his body aside.

"Pfft!"

A gap an inch wide was blasted open at the very edge of his abdomen, piercing straight through from front to back!

Even his powerful body was pierced through in an instant!

He was also sent flying straight into the black flames of the Netherworld Ghostfire.

"Boom!"

A vast aura collided with the iron fragment!

The Netherworld Ghostfire awakened!

The entire ghost domain shook violently. Yin energy churned, and even the space itself showed signs of shattering!

The Old Daoist had already swallowed a large number of pills, recovering a trace of his spiritual power.

He had retreated the moment he launched the iron fragment.

"Hm? Damn it!"

But his expression was rather ugly now!

He had already seen Zhang Lin enter the black flames, his life and death unknown.

"No, I have to leave immediately!"

After weighing it over and over, the Old Daoist still decided to leave this place first.

If Zhang Lin had not died, he could make plans later.

If he really was dead, then it could only be blamed on his lack of fate!

He then began controlling the iron fragment, trying to retrieve it.

But there seemed to be a powerful force on the Netherworld Ghostfire's side, tugging at it and refusing to let the iron fragment leave easily.

"Damn it! Lost the wife and the soldiers too!"

The Old Daoist cursed inwardly without end.

This iron fragment was a remnant piece of an Imperial Artifact.

He had obtained it by chance more than ten years ago.

To use it, he could only activate it by sacrificing his own lifespan. It consumed an extreme amount of essence, qi, and spirit, so he treated it only as his strongest trump card.

So long as he had a choice, he would never use it lightly.

Today, he had been forced into a corner!

As for the broken sword from earlier, it too was a damaged immortal artifact.

To display its true power, he also needed to activate it by sacrificing his lifespan.

It was another one of his trump cards.

Using them one after another today had already consumed a great deal of his lifespan.

If he did not replenish it in time, he would not live past a month!

He cast one final glance toward the black flames of the Netherworld Ghostfire.

Although he did not know whether these black flames were the Netherworld Ghostfire's Origin Fire, they were at least a separated flame.

Judging by the situation now, he could not even get close, let alone collect it.

Even the Imperial Artifact fragment was probably impossible to retrieve!

What pained him most was Zhang Lin!

He had originally been the best pill for raising his realm!

"Alas!"

Qingyuan Old Daoist sighed and took out the Minor Realm-Breaking Talisman from his bag.

With space in such turmoil, using a World-Breaking Talisman now would undoubtedly be courting death!

He was waiting—waiting for the instant the ghost domain's space had just stabilized!

At that time, the spatial barrier would not yet have fully repaired itself, and he could seize the chance to use the Minor Realm-Breaking Talisman to escape!

Meanwhile, Zhang Lin plunged headfirst into the Netherworld Ghostfire's black flames.

Perhaps because of the black flame within his body, the black flames did not harm him.

But the injury to his abdomen was indeed severe.

Although he had forcibly stopped the bleeding, a powerful and destructive spiritual power still lingered in the wound torn open by the iron fragment.

At this moment, that spiritual power had already invaded his body and was wantonly destroying the vitality within him.

"Damn it! Pfft..."

He spat out several more mouthfuls of blood.

At this point, he had become a man of blood.

Fine, narrow wounds covered his entire body, blood continuously seeping from them.

This was all the handiwork of that destructive spiritual power!

Even the body he had always taken pride in was unable to withstand a single blow.

If not for the tyranny of his special constitution, he would have long since exploded and died!

Although his special constitution was constantly repairing his body on its own, it still could not keep up with the destruction.

"Star Absorbing Great Law: Stars Shift!"

Zhang You forcibly sat cross-legged on the ground, enduring the pain as he tried to expel that energy from his body.

But when his qi had only circulated halfway, it was directly scattered apart!

Before long, he collapsed onto the ground, unable to move!

"Crack..."

Once his meridians had all snapped, it was finally his bones' turn!

He could already feel his bones shattering inch by inch!

Suddenly, a piece of Beast Hide that had fallen onto him began glowing red, drawing that destructive spiritual power out of his body.

At the same time, the white tiger phantom in his Dantian opened its mouth, and the black flame rushed straight out.

Then the black flame blazed brilliantly. Part of the surrounding black flames was drawn over, eventually falling onto Zhang You and gradually wrapping around him!

The black flames also began wearing away that destructive spiritual power!

In his daze, Zhang You sensed that the destructive spiritual power within his body had begun slowly disappearing!

After an unknown amount of time, he regained his senses and understood everything that had happened before!

Once that destructive spiritual power had been ground away, the Beast Hide dimmed once more.

He laboriously put the Beast Hide away!

Last time, this Beast Hide had absorbed the Wild Boar Demon's body. This time, it could absorb that destructive spiritual power as well.

In short, this Beast Hide was extremely mysterious!

The black flames still wrapped around Zhang You, and they actually worked together with his special constitution to gradually restore his body!

Outside, the standoff between the Netherworld Ghostfire and the iron fragment was nearing its end.

The iron fragment had also fallen into a disadvantage, and in the end, it was directly swallowed and refined by the Netherworld Ghostfire!

The turmoil in the ghost domain's space also showed signs of subsiding!

Qingyuan Old Daoist tightly gripped the Minor Realm-Breaking Talisman in his hand, ready to flee for his life at any moment!

Zhang You's body had only recovered halfway, but he had not forgotten that old dog Qingyuan!

He looked into the distance, focusing his mind once more. The world in his eyes again turned black and white!

He saw where that old dog Qingyuan was!

"Qingyuan, you old dog!"

Zhang You roared furiously, dragging his battered body as he charged out in an instant!

Qingyuan Old Daoist was startled out of his wits.

He turned around to look!

He discovered a humanoid figure completely covered in black flames charging toward him.

"Zhang You!"

The Old Daoist's eyes widened. He first shuddered in fright, then went wild with joy after sensing Zhang You's condition!

"Hahaha! You actually didn't die—and you're seriously wounded!"

The Old Daoist sensed his opportunity and actually charged toward Zhang You with the broken immortal sword in hand!

"Submit to execution!"

The Old Daoist slashed down with his sword.

Zhang You did not dodge, and his body was directly pierced through.

But his hand had already risen, slamming down toward the Old Daoist's head!

The Old Daoist jumped in fright and hurriedly raised an arm to block.

"Crack!"

The bones in his arm snapped instantly, and Zhang You's palm struck heavily against his chest!

The Old Daoist was sent flying back. He merely spat out several mouthfuls of blood, yet was surprisingly not seriously harmed!

He struggled to his feet, revealing a Bronze Mirror over his chest!

A protective artifact for the heart!

It had to be said, the Old Daoist had quite a lot of equipment.

If he had not encountered a freak like Zhang You, even a second-level Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator would likely not have been his match!

Zhang You was wounded again. He directly pulled the broken sword from his body and hurled it at the Old Daoist!

"Whoosh!"

The Old Daoist reacted incredibly quickly, forcibly controlling the broken sword back into his hand.

But Zhang You had already vanished from where he stood and appeared behind him.

"Die for me!"

Zhang You mobilized his last trace of blood qi, along with fifty percent of his physical strength, and slammed down hard!

The consequence was that his wounds burst open again, directly costing him half his life!

"Ah!"

The Old Daoist's head did not burst apart as Zhang You had imagined, but he did not feel good either. Blood flowed directly from his facial orifices, his skull buzzed, and even his consciousness began breaking apart!

"Damn it!"

That fucking hairpin on this guy's head was actually an artifact too!

Zhang You truly wanted to curse out loud!