The God of Death could take it no longer and ultimately chose suicide. After the God of Death killed himself,
Lin Xuan also let out a faint breath. The God of Death had grown stronger time and again,
forcing Lin Xuan to reveal many of his trump cards.
After killing the God of Death, Lin Xuan turned his gaze to Qing Ling.
"I've now revealed all of my trump cards. Do you still want to accompany me to the Eighth Layer Palace?"
Lin Xuan asked Qing Ling.
Qing Ling's expression shifted slightly. She had not expected Lin Xuan to ask her that, but after thinking it over briefly, she still nodded.
"I feel that, with your strength, let alone the Eighth Layer Palace, even the guardian of the Ninth Layer Palace could not possibly be your opponent."
Hearing Qing Ling's words, Lin Xuan shook his head.
"That's because you don't know how terrifying the Eighth Layer Palace and the Ninth Layer Palace are!"
Lan Wu of the Seventh Layer Palace was already terrifying, to be honest, while the God of Death behind Lan Wu was even more frightening.
Compared with the God of Death and Lan Wu, the guardians of the Eighth Layer Palace and the Ninth Layer Palace would certainly be even more terrifying.
Therefore, relying only on the power Lin Xuan had displayed so far, it was impossible for him to defeat the guardian of the Ninth Layer Palace.
Clearly,
Qing Ling had not considered this much.
Lin Xuan also let out a faint breath, then walked to the end of the Seventh Layer Palace.
At the end of the Seventh Layer Palace, there was likewise a portrait of Xuantian.
Lin Xuan broke through the portrait and arrived at the Eighth Layer Palace as well.
The instant Lin