"Kid, keep it up. I'll stay right here and wait for you."
The big black dog picked at its ear and said blandly, then slightly closed its eyes, as though Ye Lin did not matter to it at all.
"Sever."
Ye Lin raised his hand and slashed. An incomparably violent bolt of Thunder Sword Qi surged forward.
The densely packed black monsters all around instantly exploded into fragments.
But what followed were even more monsters. They clustered together in a dense mass and closed in on Ye Lin.
Ye Lin slashed out sword strike after sword strike. Whenever he cut down a huge batch, another huge batch appeared.
These monsters simply could not be killed.
Moreover, this place was exceptionally peculiar—it actually suppressed all of his divine abilities.
He could only barely unleash one-tenth of his strength.
If not for the fact that he could leave at any time, Ye Lin would have realized long ago that something was wrong.
Fortunately, he could withdraw from this place at any time. As long as Ye Lin took one step back, he could leave safely and unharmed.
But for an entire month, this damned dog had mocked him here for a whole month.
Who could put up with that?
At any rate, Ye Lin absolutely could not.
Not even a little.
Right now, he wanted to get through this place, seize that big black dog before him, and stew it into a pot of dog meat soup.
"Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Sword Art, Thunder Prison, descend."
Ye Lin raised his sword and slashed again.
In an instant, the surrounding space filled with lightning. The densely packed monsters were directly cleaved into powder by that single strike. Seeing this, Ye Lin immediately leaped forward.
But this opening did not last long before the