Dark Sun Thirteen

The elder withdrew helplessly.

Lin Xin then asked about the Sword Sect's recent circumstances.

Many disciples had been killed or wounded, and even more had withdrawn and fled.

Of the more than ten thousand cultivators, sixty percent of the outer sect forces had left, while twenty percent of the inner sect's core experts were gone.

There was no helping it. The Dao Defending Alliance's might was simply too terrifying.

But none of this placed much pressure on Lin Xin. Other than the Vermilion Bird Divine Seal working in tandem with a True Lord, which still made him somewhat wary, the rest of the Yuan Jing cultivators were nothing but chickens and dogs made of clay and straw. Nothing to fear.

He had originally possessed combat strength at the Dao Integration realm. Now that his evasion had risen to nine hundred points, producing the terrifying effect of halving all force, his actual combat power had become even more dreadful. Not to mention that his cultivation had also reached the sixth layer of the Primal Battle Demon Art and entered Materialization. Both the Primal Demon Realm and Demon Source Qi possessed large-scale, indiscriminate effects that greatly weakened opponents.

Unlike other Yuan Jing cultivators, even if Lin Xin's Yuan Jing Soul Domain were offset and suppressed by another Soul Domain, his terrifying physical body alone could withstand an ordinary Yuan Jing cultivator's full eruption without even moving.

In other words, his Yuan Jing cultivation was merely an outer layer of assistance. Even without it, attacks below Materialization were completely ineffective against him. No number of enemies would make a difference.

Other Yuan Jing cultivators were different. Without their Soul Domains, unless they possessed a terrifying physical body like a Divine Beast Bloodline, such as Senior Sister Inu-sha Ying—

—the rest of the cultivators