Great Battle with Dongfang Yu

"Fuck, are you still an immortal master? Do you have even a shred of an immortal master's superiority or dignity? Against a mere martial artist, you're actually going to finish me off..."

Lu Lin was practically cursing at the top of his lungs inside.

Naturally, he had been playing dead.

Earlier, it was precisely by relying on this trick that he had effortlessly counter-killed that ninth-level Qi Refining expert from the Green Duckweed Sword Sect.

Now, though his strength had greatly increased, Dongfang Yu was, after all, a demonic cultivator at the perfected tenth level of Qi Refining, only one step away from Foundation Establishment. More than that, he was someone who could be appointed commander of the Red Gold Mine; his strength and methods were unfathomable.

If he could be killed easily, why risk a head-on fight?

But never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that an immortal master of Dongfang Yu's status would actually be cautious enough to finish off a "dead" martial artist!

"As expected of someone who climbed up step by step from the bottom of the Blood Baleful Demon Sect. Ruthless and absolute enough, sure enough!"

Bang!!!

Just as the black current was about to pierce into the back of his heart, the qi and blood inside Lu Lin's body erupted with the roar of a volcano! The pitch-black ice crystals covering his entire body instantly exploded, shards scattering in all directions like bullets fired at high speed!

His body sprang up from the ground, and his right palm blasted straight toward Dongfang Yu's face with the force of a collapsing mountain!

His surging qi and blood gathered and condensed, transforming into the palm of a huge, savage demonic ape, tearing through the air with a terrifying howl!

Danger!

Dongfang Yu felt his skin prickle, his heartbeat abruptly stopping.

This was completely beyond his expectations!

The reason he had gone to finish him off was purely out of the cautious habit developed through years of slaughter.

In his heart, he simply did not believe that a mere martial artist could still have any chance of survival after taking one strike from his Yin Water Blade.

Even one at the tenth level of Body Tempering would have absolutely no hope of luck.

Therefore, toward the "dead" Lu Lin, he had not been particularly on guard.

But in the end, he had abundant experience in magical combat and profound cultivation. The instant Lu Lin suddenly erupted into an attack, he had already reacted by instinct. As his figure retreated at high speed, both palms pushed forward, drawing out a strand of black water from the jade bottle to coil around his palms in an attempt to block this palm, which was as heavy as ten thousand jun.

Boom!!!

Lu Lin's palm struck solidly onto the black current.

The black water shook violently, madly colliding and grinding away against his utmost yang and unyielding qi and blood!

After only one breath of stalemate, the black-water defense was forcibly punched through by that surging palm force! The remaining palm power slammed heavily into Dongfang Yu's raised, blocking palms.

Dongfang Yu's entire body shook violently. As if struck by a giant elephant, his body was sent flying backward uncontrollably for more than ten meters, and only after staggering several more steps did he barely manage to steady himself.

Sweetness rose in his throat. He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face instantly turning deathly pale.

His hands trembled without stop, and dense beads of blood seeped from the surface of his skin.

The bones in his hands had already broken!

Bang!

Now that Lu Lin had seized the initiative, how could he let it slip?

He stomped both feet hard against the ground, his figure shooting out once more like a cannonball. In an instant, he crossed more than ten meters, driving the power of Demonic Ape Palm to its peak as both palms struck out in a relentless chain, without the slightest mercy!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen mighty palm imprints tore through the air, each carrying the force to topple mountains and overturn seas, pressing down on Dongfang Yu like the sky itself was falling!

Though startled, Dongfang Yu did not fall into chaos. Enduring the intense pain, his right hand swept over his waist, and a healing pill was already in his mouth.

Flying out at the same time were two pitch-black sharp blades that radiated bone-piercing cold!

One long and one short, one large and one small!

They were precisely his famed magic artifacts, the Child-Mother Yin Ghost Blades!

At the border between life and death, he waved both hands rapidly, pouring the spiritual power within his body madly into the twin blades.

The Child-Mother Yin Ghost Blades let out a shriek that set one's teeth on edge, transforming into two crisscrossing streaks of black light that slashed swiftly at Lu Lin's wrists, intending to cut off both his palms!

The sharpness of magic artifacts was known throughout the world.

Ordinary divine weapons and sharp blades were unable to withstand even a single blow before magic artifacts, let alone a body of flesh and blood.

Any martial artist facing a slash from a magic artifact should have had dodging as his first reaction.

But Lu Lin actually did not dodge or evade!

His palm momentum did not slow in the slightest. The skin of his arms and palms instantly transformed into a deep, heavy dark-gold sheen—the very manifestation of driving martial arts like the Diamond Art and Iron Elephant Body to their limit!

Clang! Clang! Clang! ...

In the next instant, Lu Lin's palms collided head-on with the Child-Mother Yin Ghost Blades, actually erupting with the explosive ring of metal striking metal.

The twin blades shook violently and were directly slapped flying sideways by that incomparably savage and majestic palm force! Lu Lin's offensive did not diminish. Carrying an invincible momentum, he stamped a palm toward Dongfang Yu's chest!

Dongfang Yu was horrified to the point his soul nearly fled. At that critical instant, he could only fully activate the magical robe on his body. A flash of spiritual light instantly surged out, transforming into a light barrier that protected him within.

Boom!!!

The light barrier shattered at the sound!

Lu Lin's palm came down with the force of rotten wood being smashed apart, slamming hard into Dongfang Yu's chest!

Crack!

The sound of bones breaking rang out clearly.

Dongfang Yu's body flew backward like a kite with its string cut, thrown dozens of meters away before crashing heavily into the trunk of an ancient tree so thick it would take two people to wrap their arms around it!

The great tree shook violently, countless fallen leaves scattering like rain.

Pfft—!

Dongfang Yu spat several mouthfuls of blood in succession, his face pale as gold paper, his eyes filled with disbelief, shock, and fury.

"Still not dead? A cultivator's magic robe really does have astonishing defenses." Lu Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, a trace of surprise flashing through them.

That palm strike just now could have flattened a block of refined iron, yet his opponent had only been injured.

But he saw it clearly: the magic robe on Dongfang Yu's chest had already caved in noticeably, leaving behind a distinct palm print. The spiritual light around it had dimmed, clearly showing that it had suffered severe damage.

In the time it took thoughts to flash like lightning, Lu Lin's movements did not pause in the slightest. His figure moved again, like a civet cat pouncing on its prey, sweeping toward the weakened Dongfang Yu at high speed, intending to take his life while he was down!

"A lowly martial brute dares slay an immortal! I'll make you unable to live and unable to die! Come out!!!"

Dongfang Yu's eyes were bloodred, like a mad beast driven into a dead end, as he let out a hysterical roar.

The spiritual power inside him boiled completely. Dense streams of black qi spread out from his seven orifices and every part of his body, rapidly condensing before him into a twisting, shifting, formless pitch-black ghostly shadow.

That ghostly shadow gave off a chilling, resentful, venomous aura that made the heart palpitate!

Splash, splash—!

The suspended Black Jade Bottle tipped over, and water gurgled out from within, actually merging together with that pitch-black ghostly shadow. Immediately after, the ghostly shadow pounced forward, instantly turning into a massive black curtain that blotted out the sky, formed from countless writhing, flowing streams of black water, enveloping the charging Lu Lin completely in one fell swoop.

The black curtain contracted rapidly, trying to wrap Lu Lin up tight.

An extreme chill swept in, seeping through every possible gap, seeking to freeze and corrode all his blood, flesh, tendons, bones, and organs!

Lu Lin reacted extremely quickly, blasting out with a palm. The black curtain caved in and trembled violently, yet it was incredibly resilient and was not immediately pierced through.

"Brat, turn into a puddle of pus for me!" Dongfang Yu's face was savage, his hands forming seals as fast as they could move, the spiritual power in his body pouring madly into the black curtain like floodwaters from an opened sluice.

The black curtain's light surged, and its contracting force and corrosive chill abruptly grew several times stronger!

He intended to use this trump-card secret art to refine Lu Lin alive!

He had absolute confidence that below Foundation Establishment, or below the Innate Blood Aura Realm, no one caught in this technique could survive!

Within the black curtain's wrap, Lu Lin's expression was grave, but there was no panic.

He bent his legs slightly and rooted himself to the ground. The qi and blood throughout his body thundered into motion like the Yangtze and great rivers, then rushed madly toward his fists. His scorching qi and blood even burst out through his body, forming a faint red glow over his skin, resisting that all-pervasive yin-cold corrosion.

The next instant!

Lu Lin stomped down hard with both feet!

Boom!

The ground exploded, crushed stones flying in all directions!

Borrowing that explosive recoil, his body shot forward like an arrow loosed from a bowstring, and his fists, which had been gathering power for a long time, struck simultaneously at the contracting black curtain ahead!

Moo!!!

An ancient, vigorous elephant cry, brimming with power, burst from within Lu Lin's body and echoed through the mountain forest.

Above his fists, qi and blood surged, faintly condensing into the phantom of a giant elephant with its trunk raised in a long cry, stamping furiously upon the earth. With the force to shake mountains, it smashed headfirst into that incomparably tough black curtain!

Killing move, Savage Elephant Charge!

This strike gathered all the strength in his body at that moment, and its explosive power was world-shocking!

Boom!!!!

The black curtain was like it had been struck by a siege hammer, twisting and shaking with incomparable violence!

With the point where both fists struck as the center, ripples scattered wildly in all directions! The black curtain was like a sheet of tough oxhide stretched to its limit, caving outward to an extreme degree!

But no matter how strong its resilience was, there was still a limit!

Riiiip!!!

Two breaths later, accompanied by a piercing roar like cloth being torn apart, the black curtain could no longer withstand that terrifying force concentrated at a single point and burst apart with a crash! Countless streams of black water splashed and shot everywhere, hissing where they landed on the ground, corroding pit after pit into it.

Lu Lin's figure was like a flood dragon breaking free, bursting out from the exploding black water, his gaze like lightning as he charged straight at Dongfang Yu!

Dongfang Yu's eyes widened, his face full of shock!