How Do You Have This Item?

"You...? You actually know my thoughts?"

Ling Daozi's shocked voice echoed in Lin Tian's sea of consciousness.

"Kid, when did you figure it out? I thought I hadn't revealed anything?"

Lin Tian smiled faintly, then closed his eyes, sinking his mind into his sea of consciousness.

Within the sea of consciousness, everything was hazy and gray.

"Senior, your thoughts are written all over your face—there's no need for me to guess! Heh!"

Lin Tian looked at the astonished Ling Daozi, arms crossed over his chest.

"Hmph! Brat, I sensed something unusual about your aura earlier, but that's not important. I don't believe a mere Chaos Creature like you has any room to resist?"

Ling Daozi wore a confident expression.

He had once been a figure at the Primordial Chaos Saint Venerable level. Even if his current strength was but a fraction, a remnant soul, it was still beyond Lin Tian's ability to stop.

He had lingered here far too long and was already impatient to break free.

If he waited any longer, the only outcome would be utter annihilation—body and soul, gone forever!

"Senior, to be honest, I never trusted you from the moment we met. The way you looked at me was like a predator eyeing its prey!"

Lin Tian didn't hold back. What did it matter if he said it?

Ling Daozi laughed. He hadn't expected that the moment he first saw Lin Tian, a flicker of greed had slipped into his gaze, though he quickly concealed it.

He never imagined that one slip would be caught by Lin Tian.

"Kid, if I had more time, I'd truly consider taking you as my disciple. Since the dawn of Primordial Chaos, I've never accepted a single one!"

Ling Daozi's eyes held a hint of approval. The man before him, though merely a Chaos Creature, was sharp in observation and meticulous in thought. A pity...

Suddenly, Ling Daozi channeled his Primordial Spirit power, launching an attack at Lin Tian's Primordial Spirit.

"Come, let's fight. I want to see how much combat strength you still have in your current state!"

Facing an enemy who had once been so formidable, even now reduced to a remnant soul, Lin Tian dared not underestimate him.

Within Lin Tian's mysterious and profound sea of consciousness, a breathtaking battle unfolded!

The two Primordial Spirits, like blazing meteors, collided with astonishing speed and savage power.

Lin Tian and Ling Daozi hovered in midair, each exchange between them erupting in dazzling bursts of light, as if tearing the very space apart into countless fragments.

Facing such a powerful foe, Lin Tian held nothing back, unleashing every technique and Supernatural Power he possessed.

His form flickered, fists like wind, palms like lightning, layers of radiant spiritual light swirling around him.

Yet despite Lin Tian's utmost effort, Ling Daozi's realm was far too profound.

Even with only a billionth of his former strength remaining, each of his attacks still carried earth-shattering, destructive force, making Lin Tian's defense an arduous struggle.

After just a few dozen exchanges, Lin Tian felt his Primordial Spirit power rapidly draining, his aura growing increasingly chaotic.

Ling Daozi, though having expended much of his Primordial Spirit energy, still had strength to spare.

"Damn it, I refuse to believe a mere remnant soul can be this arrogant!"

Lin Tian gritted his teeth, mustering every last ounce of his remaining Primordial Spirit power, and launched a final, desperate strike at Ling Daozi!

This attack was like a rainbow piercing the sun, majestic and overwhelming.

Ling Daozi dared not be careless. Even with his once-lofty realm, he was now only a broken Primordial Spirit—caution was paramount.

In response, Ling Daozi struck back, casually slapping out a palm. It seemed effortless, but its power was boundless.

A thunderous crash rang out. Lin Tian, like a kite with a snapped string, flew backward and slammed heavily into the ground.

Badly wounded, Lin Tian struggled to his feet. Golden liquid streamed down his face, and his aura was withered and weak.

Clearly, his Primordial Spirit had suffered severe damage.

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At this moment, though his heart burned with unwillingness and fury, his injuries were too grave. Even standing was unsteady, let alone continuing the fight.

He stared at Ling Daozi, his eyes filled with resentment and helplessness.

Ling Daozi slowly descended before Lin Tian, looking down at him. "Your strength is decent, but my realm is beyond your imagination. The gap between us is insurmountable. For you to fall to my hand today is your honor."

Then Ling Daozi added, "To me, you are nothing but an ant!"

Lin Tian glared at Ling Daozi, let out a cold laugh, and roared, "Old dog, to me, you're just a desperate wretch clinging to life. You want to seize my body? Screw that—you're not worthy. My body, I decide what happens to it!!!"

Ling Daozi flew into a rage, his Primordial Spirit erupting with overwhelming power. "Brat, I'll tear your soul to shreds, leave nothing behind... Your body, everything you have, I'll take it all!!!"

With that, Ling Daozi amplified his soul power, ready to deliver a killing blow!

Just then, from the depths of Lin Tian's sea of consciousness, two supreme treasures flew forth!

They were the Primordial Chaos Purple Lotus and the Primordial Chaos Supreme Cauldron!

For an instant, Ling Daozi was dumbfounded, utterly shocked, forgetting to attack!

"Primordial Chaos Purple Lotus? Primordial Chaos Supreme Cauldron? Boy, how do you have these things?"

Damnable boy, merely a Chaos Creature, a lowly ant, yet possessing these two supreme treasures?

He remembered, back then, he and the other six Venerable Saints had fought to seize these two treasures, waging a fierce battle against Dao Tian and Luo Li.

For this, they had contended for who knows how many epochs, shattering countless spaces!

Not only did they fail to obtain the treasures, but he himself had ended up like this?

Left with only a wisp of remnant soul!

And now, this person before him possessed them both!

How could this leave him calm?

How could it not shock him?

"Heh heh, old dog, I just got lucky—they sought me out to acknowledge me as master."

Lin Tian chuckled, loving to see Ling Daozi's deflated expression.

What a satisfying sight!

Suddenly, the Primordial Chaos Purple Lotus and Primordial Chaos Supreme Cauldron seemed to sense Ling Daozi's aura, emitting two divine beams that enveloped him.

"What's happening? Why can't I move?"

Ling Daozi was greatly alarmed, staring at the two supreme treasures hovering around Lin Tian, radiating endless divine light.

They had truly acknowledged him as master???

No! I don't believe it!

"Goodbye, old dog—oh no, never see you again! Next life, keep your eyes open! Don't look down on people like a dog!"

Lin Tian knew the two Spiritual Treasures were helping him, so he channeled his Primordial Spirit power, unleashing a massive strike directly, blasting Ling Daozi into dust!

"No! I won't accept this!"

In Ling Daozi's terrified gaze, the powerful energy slammed into his Primordial Spirit, and he vanished completely!

"Finally, it's over! If not for the Primordial Chaos Purple Lotus and Primordial Chaos Supreme Cauldron's help, I'd probably be gone by now!"

Thinking back, Lin Tian still felt a chill of fear—he had been gambling on the might of the Primordial Chaos Supreme Treasures!

Gambling that they would help him, since now he was their master.

And the facts proved he had gambled right!

"Hm? What's this?"

Looking at the object floating in the distance, emitting a faint purple glow.

With a thought, Lin Tian drew it into his hand.

Moments later, he received some information!

"It's actually some fragments of Ling Daozi's Primordial Spirit!!!"