"Break."
Ye Lin planted the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor into the ground and slowly raised his right hand. As he struck down with his palm, the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor erupted with endless blood-red radiance.
With a tremendous boom, the surrounding space shook violently and began to warp.
"You want to break my Dao Punishment? Wishful thinking."
Yan Batian, who had been watching this side all along, could not help but sneer. Did he really think breaking my Dao Punishment would be so easy?
"Suppress."
As that cold snort, like the voice of the Dao, rang out, endless divine light suddenly surged from the surrounding space.
The divine light was densely packed. Any single ray carried the might to destroy heaven and earth.
"I told you before. You are not qualified to punish me."
Ye Lin gripped the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor, and an incomparably dense aura of Blood Baleful erupted from his body.
Blood Baleful coiled around him, and Ye Lin's eyes instantly turned crimson.
Those blood-red pupils were utterly chilling, brimming with killing intent.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A chain of explosions rang out as countless white rays of divine light were crushed to pieces.
"See the world with the heart; set the eight directions with intent."
"Nine Heavens Mystic Thunder Sword Art, descend."
As Ye Lin's voice fell once more, the aura around him surged by more than a level again.
"Late True Immortal realm, break through."
Ye Lin's aura erupted once more, and an even more powerful presence swept through all directions.
At this moment, Ye Lin stepped directly into the late True Immortal realm.
Purple lightning bolts emerged throughout heaven and earth, each containing the might to end the world.
From that lightning, Yan Batian sensed an incomparably intense feeling