318: Chapter 318 I'll still send you on your way.

"If it weren't for me, you'd be dead by now. Now it's your turn to repay me. Give me everything you have."

That voice spoke.

"Get the hell out of my body!"

Xue Jinyu roared.

And Xue Jinyu's roar was naturally heard by Lin Ming.

"It seems he wasn't completely purged."

Watching the scene unfold, Lin Ming understood.

This fellow had resisted the Possession, but he likely hadn't thoroughly dealt with the opponent's Divine Soul, allowing a fragment of it to hide within his body.

In Lin Ming's plan, his previous sword strike should have been enough to kill Xue Jinyu.

But when the strike hit Xue Jinyu, a power that didn't belong to him appeared. This power neutralized part of the strike's force and saved Xue Jinyu's life.

Looking at it now, that power must have belonged to the person trying to possess Xue Jinyu.

"Get out! Get away from me!"

Xue Jinyu roared in fury.

His body was gradually slipping from his control, and his Divine Soul was being eroded by the opponent.

How could Xue Jinyu tolerate such a thing? He was the favored genius of the Shangji Sect, a man destined to step into Nirvana and ascend to the Upper Realm in the future.

How could he be possessed here by some outdated old fossil? This was something he absolutely could not accept nor allow to happen.

Xue Jinyu threw his full strength into the struggle against this Divine Soul.

Since he could defeat the opponent once, he could naturally defeat him twice.

However, this time was different.

Faced with the opponent's erosion, Xue Jinyu could hardly muster any resistance.

"How can this be?"

Seeing this, Xue Jinyu found it somewhat hard to accept.

"Naive junior,"

the person said indifferently.

Regarding this Shangji Sect Disciple, he had long expected that the boy would have some preventative measures on him.

As expected, Xue Jinyu did indeed possess means targeting the path of the Divine Soul.

The old man hadn't fought Xue Jinyu head-on. Instead, he feigned defeat, appearing to be destroyed while actually hiding within the body, waiting for the next opportunity to strike.

The clash with Lin Ming had presented him with that opportunity.

Although Lin Ming's strength had slightly exceeded his expectations, forcing him to act to share some of the damage for Xue Jinyu, it had also allowed him to find his chance.

The chance to possess Xue Jinyu.

Xue Jinyu's originally distorted face gradually relaxed at this moment, trending toward calm.

Lin Ming watched this scene quietly; he wanted to see which of the two would emerge victorious.

Although he could have easily attacked while they were struggling, he didn't do so, acting instead as a spectator who enjoyed the show.

It did, however, remind Lin Ming of the fellow he had dealt with earlier.

He had soul-searched him and destroyed his Divine Soul in the process.

There should be no chance for that one to be reborn again.

Fifteen minutes later.

Xue Jinyu's gaze turned toward Lin Ming, carrying a sense of ancient weariness.

"Looks like you're the old fossil who won,"

Lin Ming said.

"A youthful body, not bad,"

Xun Lang laughed loudly.

After more than eight thousand years, he had finally obtained a physical body again.

Only with a physical body did he feel like a human.

"Now it's your turn,"

Xun Lang said to Lin Ming.

Controlling this body for the first time did indeed have some aspects he wasn't used to.

But Xun Lang was still very confident in dealing with a practitioner in the Spirit Treasury Realm.

The strength Lin Ming had displayed was indeed not weak.

That sword strike had even made Xun Lang sense danger.

But that was all.

Every outsider who entered the treasury this time had to die; this was the consensus they had reached.

Otherwise, they would be the ones in danger.

"So confident you can take me down?"

Lin Ming looked at Xun Lang with a playful smile.

"We'll know once we try,"

Xun Lang said coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xun Lang casually tossed the axe aside.

Immediately after, he blasted out a palm strike.

One sword strike to break the seal.

Lin Ming shattered the palm print with a single sword strike.

Three figures, however, attacked from three different directions.

All three were phantom bodies.

Lin Ming saw through them at a glance; none of the three figures were real.

Three streaks of Sword Qi were swung out.

In an instant, they collided with the three figures.

Boom...

The three figures were cut down, but from within them erupted bursts of extremely powerful Yang Intent.

These bursts of Yang Intent had already swallowed the Sword Qi and were rushing toward Lin Ming.

Lin Ming stepped forward and casually slashed the Yang Intent into oblivion.

This kind of attack no longer posed any threat to Lin Ming.

However, Xun Lang had only just possessed Xue Jinyu's body, yet he was using the Shangji Sect's Moves with great ease.

Lin Ming looked at Xun Lang and noticed the temperature in this space was rising rapidly.

"Reverse Chaos: Yang Extremity!"

Xun Lang directly unleashed this Dharma seal.

In an instant, the temperature that had been rising sharply plummeted.

A frigid chill swept in.

Layers of ice froze on the ground, rapidly spreading toward where Lin Ming stood.

A coldness laden with killing intent directly covered Lin Ming and enveloped the entire space.

"You seem to know the Shangji Sect's Cultivation Techniques quite well,"

Lin Ming said.

Yin and Yang Reverse Chaos.

This person could actually achieve such a level, showing he had a certain degree of understanding of the Shangji Sect's—or rather, the Wuji Pavilion's—techniques.

After all, when the Inverse Demon Cult existed, the Shangji Sect didn't even exist yet.

"If you have something to say, save it for when you're down in the underworld,"

Xun Lang said coldly.

The Dao of Yin and Yang.

Their Inverse Demon Cult had naturally been researching it, wanting to integrate it into the Demonic Path they pursued.

And as the sect that once held the highest attainments in the Dao of Yin and Yang in the Qingxuan Realm, the Wuji Pavilion was also within their scope of research.

To this end, they had secretly captured many Disciples of the Wuji Pavilion.

Until they pried into the Wuji Pavilion's taboos.

That was also the cause of the Inverse Demon Cult's destruction, leaving them to linger at death's door here for over eight thousand years.

Zzt...

Thunder.

Purple lightning manifested.

It quickly gathered in Lin Ming's hand, forming a long spear.

A Lightning Spear carrying an aura of destruction.

The spear left his hand.

It directly pierced through the frigid chill.

Everywhere it passed was completely annihilated.

"This is the Jielei Sect!"

This Lightning Spear instantly made Xun Lang realize something.

His expression changed drastically, looking at Lin Ming with utter disbelief.

He reacted immediately, his expression becoming exceptionally solemn.

Layers of Yang Intent stacked like armor on the surface of his body.

At the same time, a giant hand coalesced, reaching out to grab the Lightning Spear.

Pierced.

Instantly pierced.

The giant hand,

the layers of armor,

and Xun Lang himself.

In the face of this spear, they were like paper, instantly pierced through.

The lightning tore through Xun Lang's body and destroyed his Divine Soul, giving him no chance for a Soul Emergence.

His Divine Soul was already locked down.

"You..."

Xun Lang stared fixedly at Lin Ming.

But under the devastation of the lightning, he couldn't utter a single word.