Invincible Below Saint-level (Seeking Follow-ups)

"Can a person still see things blurry after becoming a soul?"

Doehring stared at the scene before him, utterly unable to comprehend it.

Originally, Doehring had already prepared to have Linley fly directly out of the Tooth Wolf encirclement.

But the next moment, Linley pulled a greatsword from his Space Ring and began a massacre.

Most crucially, in the combat techniques Linley used, Doehring glimpsed something he had barely touched upon himself in the past.

That was—the essence of magic!

Even back when Doehring was still alive, he had only a partial understanding of it.

But now, just by watching Linley's combat techniques, though they weren't Earth Element magic, their essence was far more comprehensive than the Earth Element magic essence he had once comprehended.

Over a hundred Tooth Wolves—whether third-tier, fourth-tier, or the fifth- and sixth-tier ones that arrived later—

And even the wolf king of the entire pack, a seventh-tier Tooth Wolf—

Before Linley, they were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Linley's movements seemed slow and leisurely, but in truth, they were fast to the extreme.

So fast that even the wolf king of the Tooth Wolf pack, after realizing Linley was slaughtering his subjects, tried to flee.

The next moment, Linley had already caught up to the Tooth Wolf King.

"Die!"

Linley raised the Black Iron Heavy Sword in his hand high and chopped down at the Tooth Wolf King's head.

"Pfft~"

Without any resistance, the Tooth Wolf King was split in two from the middle by Linley.

Blood stained the Black Iron Heavy Sword, eventually gathering into a single line that dripped down the sword tip onto the ground.

And only then did Linley notice that the greatsword in his hand had absolutely no edge.

Yet the sharpness he had felt when using the greatsword to kill the Tooth Wolves moments ago was no illusion.

"Brother Lin Ke." Linley looked at the Black Iron Heavy Sword in his hand, "Is this what they call Laws and Profound Mysteries?"

Linley couldn't help but think of the Laws and Profound Mysteries sold in the Combat Mall.

"Yes, the Wind Element Profound Mystery, Slow." Inside the System Space, Lin Ke nodded, "Right now, you've only grasped a sliver of a sliver of the surface."

Saying this, a smile appeared on Lin Ke's face, "But the good news is, even just this sliver has already cleared the path to the Saint-level for you."

"Cleared the path to the Saint-level?" A hint of confusion flashed in Linley's eyes, "Brother Lin Ke, what does that mean?"

"It means that even without the Dragonblood Warrior bloodline, you can now smoothly become a Saint-level powerhouse."

Lin Ke's voice rang out again, making Linley's breathing grow slightly heavy.

Though Linley was still young, he had an intuition far beyond ordinary people in cultivation.

The moment Lin Ke finished speaking, Linley almost instantly grasped the key point, "So, to become Saint-level, you must comprehend the Laws?"

"Of course not."

Lin Ke's words made Linley pause in a daze, but Lin Ke immediately continued, "Saint-levels who comprehend the Laws are the stronger type of Saint-level, like your Grandpa Doehring. As for breaking through to Saint-level, mages require a spiritual transformation, while warriors need to comprehend the Power of Heaven and Earth."

"Power of Heaven and Earth?"

Linley wanted to press further, but Doehring, seeing Linley lost in thought, had already spoken up.

"Linley, Linley!" Doehring's voice rang in Linley's mind, "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, Grandpa Doehring." Linley snapped back to reality, a smile returning to his face, "Grandpa Doehring, my strength is pretty decent, isn't it?"

As he spoke, Linley looked at Doehring with a proud expression.

"Decent is an understatement." Doehring took a deep breath, "With the strength you just displayed, no one below the Saint-level should be your match."

Doehring's words made Linley hesitate instead.

"Grandpa Doehring." Linley looked down at his own hands, "Are you sure I'm really invincible below the Saint-level now?"

"Of course."

Doehring nodded, his expression filled with emotion.

"Linley, the combat technique you just used is a level I only comprehended more than ten years after becoming a Saint-level."

Doehring's tone grew somewhat desolate.

"Most mages who break through to Saint-level will almost always comprehend this level, but warriors might need decades or centuries—or even never comprehend it at all."

Saying this, a hint of recollection entered Doehring's gaze, "Remember the Saint-level mage and Saint-level warrior who fought above Wushan Town?"

"Of course I remember, Grandpa Doehring." Linley nodded repeatedly, "Once I become a Saint-level, I'll go demand compensation from them for Wushan Town's losses."

"Based on their fight, I can be sure that neither of them had comprehended this level yet."

Doehring said, turning to look at Linley, his eyes full of bewilderment.

"So Linley, now that you've comprehended this level as a seventh-tier warrior, do you still think calling you invincible below the Saint-level is an exaggeration?"

Doehring's words made Linley shake his head slightly.

"Linley." Doehring took a deep breath, his expression turning grave as he looked at Linley. "I know you have many secrets, and I don't wish to pry. But I need you to tell me truthfully—did someone instruct you to find the Coiling Dragon Ring?"

Doehring's tone was unusually stern, making Linley tense up as well.

"Grandpa Doehring, I swear by the gods." Linley spoke with sincerity. "Finding the Coiling Dragon Ring was purely an accident."

Having said this, Linley fell silent again.

Of course, to Doehring, it seemed Linley was simply quiet.

But in reality—

"Brother Lin Ke." Linley contacted Lin Ke in the System Space. "How should I explain this to Grandpa Doehring?"

"Tell him that someone guided you to bond with the Coiling Dragon Ring." Lin Ke lounged lazily on the sofa, creating various objects before him. "But don't reveal my specific existence. The Coiling Dragon Ring has a much greater origin than you think."

"I understand, Brother Lin Ke."

Hearing Lin Ke's reply, Linley felt a wave of relief inside.

Both Brother Lin Ke and Grandpa Doehring held great weight in Linley's heart.

Grandpa Doehring had given him familial warmth.

And all of his strength came from Brother Lin Ke.

If possible, Linley wished the two wouldn't clash.

Of course, as things stood, Brother Lin Ke was the one taking the lead.

"Linley?"

Seeing Linley fall silent, Doehring grew puzzled.

Fortunately, the communication between Linley and Lin Ke was very fast.

"Grandpa Doehring." Linley looked up at Doehring again. "Finding the Coiling Dragon Ring was an accident, but I can tell you this: someone told me how to bond with it. They also said that after bonding, I would meet my teacher."

Linley's words made Doehring's expression shift dramatically.

"Who?" Doehring's voice rose involuntarily, his face twisting with intensity. "Hamlin? Was it Hamlin? Was it him?"

"Grandpa Doehring, calm down. It wasn't Hamlin. Please, calm down." Seeing this, Linley quickly explained. "It absolutely wasn't Hamlin. It was an elder of mine, definitely not your enemy."