This black-robed Daoist was a truly wicked and evil person, so after a fierce battle with Lin Yu, he was surprised to find that he was no match for Lin Yu at all.
To put it bluntly, if I continue fighting, I'm afraid I'll just be courting death.
However, this black-robed Daoist was indeed flexible and adaptable. Faced with a powerful figure like Lin Yu, he immediately decided to humble himself and submit.
In his view, even if Wushuang Daoren said something to Lin Yu, Lin Yu didn't have to listen to him completely. In the fantasy world, interests and strength were still the most important. As long as the conditions he offered were more tempting than those offered by Wushuang Daoren, Lin Yu might turn against him.
"Ahem, young friend." The black-robed Daoist rubbed his hands together, immediately intending to adopt a conciliatory approach.
But Lin Yu wasn't buying it at all. Seeing the black-robed Daoist's trembling expression, he just gave a cold laugh.
The mockery in that laugh was so obvious that it reignited the anger that had just subsided in the black-robed Daoist.
"Enough with the nonsense. If you're willing to commit suicide, I might consider leaving you a whole corpse," Lin Yu said with a smile.
This sentence undoubtedly set off a fuse for the black-robed Daoist. Seeing Lin Yu's playful attitude, he immediately knew that his "appeasement" policy would definitely not work.
The black-robed Daoist priest was immediately enraged. Remembering how he had just made a fool of himself by acting like a coward, he shouted, "You worthless wretch, I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget!"
After saying that, he charged towards Lin Yu with a voice as loud as thunder.
The current situation is extremely unfavorable for the black-robed Daoist. If he were in the outside fantasy world, even if he encountered an opponent he couldn't defeat, he would still think about escaping.
After all, Lin Yu seemed determined to kill him, and Lin Yu's strength far surpassed his.
Although most of your strength will be lost, as long as you preserve your mental strength, you will have a chance to make a comeback.
Unfortunately, the space where the black-robed Daoist was located was the Twelve True Palaces, not the ordinary fantasy world outside.
If Lin Yu were to activate the formation of the Twelve True Palaces, the entire Twelve True Palaces would be destroyed. Furthermore, the black-robed Daoist is restricted by the twelve powerful cultivators from thousands of years ago and cannot leave the land of the Twelve True Palaces.
Therefore, even if the black-robed Daoist escaped in the form of spiritual power, he could only remain on the land of the Twelve True Palaces, and in the end, he would still face certain death.
Therefore, the path that lay before the black-robed Daoist was actually only one.
That means defeating Lin Yu! Killing him! We absolutely cannot allow him to reach the formation outside the Twelve True Palaces!
However, the black-robed Daoist's wish was simply impossible. To defeat Lin Yu, one must first be stronger than him, and the black-robed Daoist was no match for Lin Yu at all.
Thinking of this, the black-robed Daoist felt an overwhelming rage!
For thousands of years, their progress was first restricted by those twelve reckless powerful cultivators, and now they are about to have their lives destroyed by this unknown Lin Yu?
The black-robed Daoist was unwilling to accept this, but he was powerless to do anything about it.
Because Lin Yu's attack had already arrived.
"Boom..."
A burst of blue-purple lightning exploded before the black-robed Daoist's eyes, sending his entire body flying through the air, tracing a brilliant parabola across the sky.
Clusters of black energy crackled and popped around the black-robed Daoist, as Lin Yu used pure lightning power to burn away his evil spiritual energy at an astounding speed.
Lin Yu smiled slightly; the black-robed Daoist was now powerless to stop him.
Since that's the case, he didn't need to linger in the fight and swaggered towards the outside of the barrier.
The cultivators of the Twelve True Palaces seemed surprised that the battle, which had just been so intense, would end so quickly.
They had initially thought that Lin Yu and the black-robed Daoist's forces were evenly matched, but now it seemed that the black-robed Daoist was no match for Lin Yu at all.
"Who is that person? He's incredibly strong!"
"He's thinking about going outside; is he a cultivator from outside?"
"If such a powerful cultivator could be turned into a puppet, wouldn't that be..." some cultivators thought exaggeratedly.
However, his dream was quickly and ruthlessly shattered by others. "Forget it, if you want to turn him into a puppet, you first need to subdue him. Didn't you see that even our sect leader..."
With the crisis temporarily averted, the attention of the cultivators of the Twelve True Palaces once again focused on the positions of the leaders of the Lineage.
To be honest, these cultivators, having stayed in this tiny place for so long, have become somewhat short-sighted, with only two things left to ponder.
Seeing Lin Yu leave so gracefully, they naturally no longer needed to panic and seek refuge.
Once things calm down, the minds of the leaders of the Lineage will start to stir again.
After all, the newly appointed leaders of the Lineage have perished so quickly, giving them another chance to take over!
Little did they know that even if they were to become the heads of the Lineage, their fate would not change.
However, Lin Yu no longer cared about the situation in the Twelve True Palaces, because he had already arrived at the location of the Dharma Gate.
Lin Yu sighed inwardly, never expecting his journey to be so smooth.
I initially thought the black-robed Daoist would be incredibly powerful, but after recovering some of his strength, he was no match for me at all.
Thinking back, the reason I previously thought the Black-Robed Daoist and the Peerless Daoist were powerful was simply because most of their power was restricted.
"However, that attack just now shouldn't have been enough to kill the black-robed Daoist," Lin Yu thought to himself.
According to the Peerless Daoist, the black-robed Daoist was practically immortal; only the formation of the Twelve True Palaces could completely annihilate him. Lin Yu had only severely injured the black-robed Daoist just now.
If left unattended, the black-robed Daoist will likely regain his power after thousands of years.
Lin Yu certainly wouldn't leave it unattended, nor would he give the black-robed Daoist such an opportunity. He used the key in his hand to directly activate the Twelve True Palaces' techniques.
"Boom!"
A golden ray of light descended from beyond the heavens, directly illuminating the land of the Twelve True Palaces.
In an instant, the Twelve True Palaces seemed to become half transparent, revealing countless details, which attracted the attention of many cultivators in the Netherworld Immortal Realm.
However, this state only lasted for a brief moment.
And so, the cultivators of the Netherworld Immortal Realm also sensed the commotion coming from the Twelve True Palaces and rushed towards the source of the sound.