One Spear Strike Kills a Ninth Tier?

"Who said I was running?"

His voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached everyone present.

"I came here today not to save anyone," Lin Ming said slowly, his tone as calm as if he were stating something insignificant. "I came here—to kill."

The moment those words fell, the entire place went silent for an instant.

Then Golden Feather Emperor was the first to erupt into earth-shaking laughter. "Hahaha! What did he say? He said he came here to kill people?! Did I hear that right? Kill whom? Us, perhaps? Hahaha!"

Demon Ape Emperor laughed so hard he doubled over, blood seeping from the wound where his arm had been severed. Yet he paid it no mind.

"Has this brat been scared stupid? An Eighth Tier actually says he wants to kill four Ninth Tier Beast Emperors? Hahaha! That's the funniest joke I've heard in centuries!"

Though Azure-Scaled Emperor still had wounds on her face, she could not help letting out a sharp sneer.

"Below the Ninth Tier, all are ants—those are not just empty words. You don't seriously think defeating a mere clone of that trash Gu Xinghai qualifies you to challenge us, do you?"

Netherworld Emperor said nothing, but undisguised contempt and mockery seeped from his blurry figure.

The four Ninth Tier Beast Emperors looked at Lin Ming as though he were a clown putting on a show.

Yet Lin Ming ignored their laughter.

He merely slowly closed his eyes.

Then he took a deep breath.

Within him, the Power of Sixteen Dragons and Sixteen Elephants awakened with a thunderous roar like ancient beasts rousing from slumber! His vast True Essence at the peak of Eighth Tier Ninth Level surged madly through his meridians like a burst river!

He pushed the Asura Burial Heaven Physique to its limit.