Shattering Scrap Metal to Slay Venerables

"Brat! Don't get too cocky!!!"

Apparently provoked by Shen Lin's attitude, Yu Yinchuan shouted harshly:

"The power you gained by borrowing external objects is ultimately an illusion. Every one of us here cultivated and tempered ourselves through untold hardship, solidifying our realms and advancing step by step to where we are today."

"If it truly came down to a fight to the death, all of us could swarm you. You might not be able to kill us all!"

Shen Lin felt genuinely speechless after hearing this.

Good grief, have I become Zhang Sanfeng or something?

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

Yu Yinchuan froze for a moment. A bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart, and he turned around at once.

Behind him, only the Venerable Realm members of the Black Jackal Clan remained.

Even those people had already quietly retreated several steps.

When they saw Yu Yinchuan look over, they all revealed awkward smiles.

As for everyone else, whether Wu Buqun or Nether Soul Venerable, they had already used secret arts and fled to the horizon without making a sound.

Damn bastards of the Sacred Feather Clan. Have they lost their minds?

Wu Buqun transformed into a spark, moving even faster than before.

As he fled, he kept glancing back, cursing inwardly without pause.

Having personally experienced Shen Lin's methods, he understood the current situation better than anyone.

Yu Yinchuan's plan was not entirely wrong. If all of them at the Venerable Realm swarmed Shen Lin, they truly might have a chance of killing him.

But what would it cost?

Even if Shen Lin could no longer continuously recover to peak condition as he had before, and possessed only enough power for two strikes,

the might