65: Chapter 65 A Leisurely Stroll, a Laughingstock of Fate!

Hum!

The terrifying imperial might was like hundreds of millions of divine mountains, squeezing toward him from all directions.

Wang Teng's body sank suddenly, and the phantom of the emperor protecting his body trembled violently.

The bones throughout his body let out an overwhelmed creaking sound.

Every step he took felt as if it exhausted all his strength; veins bulged at his temples, and his face turned bright red.

Despite the difficulty of each step, a surge of morbid pride welled up in Wang Teng's heart.

He could feel that although this imperial might was pressuring him frantically...

His Emperor-Bearing Dao Body was producing a wonderful resonance with this power.

He believed this was a special test and recognition from the Ancient Desolate Emperor for him, the chosen successor!

Outside, everyone saw Wang Teng actually withstand the imperial might and move forward step by step.

Everyone let out exclamations of wonder.

"As expected of the Wang family's Imperial Son! He can actually withstand the imperial might head-on!"

"The Innate Emperor-Bearing Dao Body truly lives up to its reputation!"

The Quasi-Emperor Elder of the Wang family stroked his beard and smiled, his face full of pride: "This is destiny! It is beyond what a Mortal can compare to!"

After walking nearly a hundred meters, Wang Teng stopped his steps with great difficulty.

He looked back at Lin Yi, who was still standing in the same spot, his eyes filled with provocation and showing off.

"Lin Yi, do you see? This is true destiny!!"

However, what he saw was a scene that almost made his Dao Heart shatter once again.

Beside the Sky Profound Imperial Carriage, Lin Yi wasn't looking at him at all.

Instead, he had his head turned, whispering and laughing with Chu Wanqing beside him.

Chu Wanqing blinked her beautiful large eyes and asked curiously:

"Brother Lin Yi, that passage looks so scary. That annoying guy seems to be walking with such difficulty."

Lin Yi reached out his finger and dotingly scraped the tip of her nose.

"For him, it is indeed quite difficult."

"Because, he's no good!"

Saying this, Lin Yi shook his head and turned to look at Chu Wanqing and the others.

"Let's go."

"Don't keep this great Young Master Wang waiting."

"Elder Wang, I'll have to trouble you to stand guard here!"

As his voice fell, Lin Yi led the group forward.

He didn't use any power at all.

It was as if he were taking a stroll in his own backyard.

He led the group and slowly sauntered over.

Seeing this, the Shaking Light Saint Xuan Ye sneered in mockery from the side:

"Truly courting death."

"He won't even activate his protective Spiritual Qi; he's just waiting to be crushed into meat paste!"

Soon, Lin Yi led everyone into the light curtain.

The moment they entered, a massive wave of imperial might rushed toward them.

But before that pressure could even touch his clothes...

An ancient and weathered aura of Chaos surged out from Lin Yi's body.

It was the Hongmeng Chaos Body reacting on its own.

It didn't need him to activate it.

The Hongmeng Chaos Body was hungry.

The Great Emperor's pressure, which was enough to crush a Saint King...

Was like it had encountered the most gluttonous Vicious Beast.

It was directly torn apart by the Hongmeng Chaos Body, turning into pure nourishing energy that entered Lin Yi's body.

"Quite the tonic!"

Lin Yi's heart stirred, and he continued walking forward.

The three women and Xu Chen following beside him not only felt no pressure...

But instead felt that the surrounding air was very fresh.

"Brother Lin Yi, look quickly!"

"That annoying guy is crawling like a stinky turtle! Heehee!"

Chu Wanqing glanced at Wang Teng, covering her small mouth as she giggled.

Shen Qingyue and Su Yuxi's beautiful eyes flickered.

This little girl's mouth is certainly sweet!

Lin Yi's steps weren't large.

But he walked fast.

In the span of two or three breaths...

He caught up to Wang Teng, who was currently holding his breath until his face was flushed red.

Wang Teng's eyeballs were about to bulge out.

He looked at Lin Yi's calm and composed face, his mind going completely blank.

Lin Yi stopped beside him and looked at his trembling legs.

"Wang Teng."

"This Emperor-Bearing Dao Body of yours isn't very good."

"You're so weak; you should eat more divine medicine to nourish yourself!"

After saying that.

He ignored the dumbfounded Wang Teng and led the others further and further away.

Lin Yi's voice wasn't loud, but it was like a resounding slap, fiercely striking Wang Teng's face.

Inside the passage.

Wang Teng's psychological defense line completely collapsed.

He felt like he was a clown!

That Innate Emperor-Bearing Dao Body he was so proud of...

Hailed as the unique Imperial Dao Physique throughout the ages.

And the result?

In front of Lin Yi, it wasn't even worth a fart.

The other man didn't even bother to use his full strength.

He just walked past so easily.

And the imperial might that he had exerted all his strength to withstand was just a breeze to the other.

Scattered with a single blow, worth absolutely nothing!

This kind of extreme humiliation...

Was more painful than killing him.

"Wah!"

Wang Teng's Dao Heart wavered, a sweetness hit his throat, and a large mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out.

Immediately after, his legs went weak, and he knelt halfway on the ground.

That majestic phantom of the emperor also shattered inch by inch, dissipating into points of light.

Outside.

The Wang family Quasi-Emperor's cheers got stuck in his throat.

The proud smile on his face instantly froze.

He watched helplessly as Wang Teng spat blood and knelt; he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Imperial Son!"

"Guard your original heart!"

The Elder Wang's eyes were nearly splitting as he roared toward the passage, trying to wake Wang Teng.

He wanted to intervene.

But he found that his Quasi-Emperor level Divine Thought was crushed to pieces by that majestic imperial might the moment it entered the passage.

It was like a stone sinking into the sea, unable to cause even the slightest ripple.

At this moment, outside Imperial Fall Valley, hundreds of thousands of Cultivators were all dumbstruck.

The surroundings were deathly silent.

One could hear a pin drop.

Everyone was working hard to digest this scene that overturned their understanding.

A few breaths ago...

Wang Teng had been like a descending god, domineeringly declaring this place as his Dao field.

But only a single breath later...

He was crushed by someone in the most casual manner, kneeling on the ground and spitting blood.

Even his Dao Heart was shattered.

This contrast was simply too great.

Too surreal.

"I... did I see that right? Wang Teng... he knelt?"

"Lin Yi didn't even take action; he just... walked past?"

"That imperial might seems completely useless against Lin Yi! He's even absorbing the imperial might!"

"Monster! This Lin Yi is not human at all; he's a monster!"

"Nonsense, if he weren't a monster, could he have reached number one on the three thousand extreme dao list?"

After a brief silence, the crowd erupted into a mountain-shaking clamor of discussion.

They looked at Lin Yi's back, their eyes filled with fear and awe.

On the other side.

Xuan Ye gripped the short blade in his hand tightly, his knuckles creaking from the force.

The expression on his face was a mix of shock and malice even uglier than Wang Teng's.

He had originally thought...

That Wang Teng would be a trump card to restrain Lin Yi.

By taking advantage of the grudge between the two, he could fish for benefits in troubled waters.

But looking at it now...

Wang Teng was nothing more than another pathetic stepping stone on Lin Yi's path to rise.

A colossal laughingstock!

"Lin Yi... Lin Yi!!"

Xuan Ye roared frantically in his heart, the flames of jealousy almost consuming him.

Meanwhile, the female Cultivators in the crowd had their beautiful eyes shining with brilliance.

"Oh my god, Saint Lin Yi is simply too handsome!"

"That leisurely manner of strolling is simply like a True Immortal descending to the world!"

"What Imperial Son of the Wang family? He's not even worthy of carrying Saint Lin Yi's shoes!"

Chu Wanqing listened to the discussions outside, her small face smiling like a blooming flower.

She turned to look at Lin Yi's perfect profile, her big eyes full of worshipful little stars.

"Brother Lin Yi! You're so amazing!"

"Look at that annoying stinky turtle; it's lying on the ground and not moving..."

"Is it going to die?!"