454: How many hands does a person have?

The Immortal Chief spoke with complete indifference, "Isn't your Dharma Idol also on the verge of collapsing?"

"You are merely in the Mahayana Realm. If you were unable to manipulate this strange Human Emperor Banner, you would pose no threat to us at all!"

"Moreover, for someone in the Mahayana Realm to unleash such an attack, I'm afraid your spiritual energy is already nearly exhausted, right?"

"Now, it is our turn to make a move!!!"

As he said this, the Immortal Chief's face was full of ferocity, as if he had already foreseen how Lin Ye would be cruelly killed by them.

Conversely, Lin Ye frowned slightly as he sensed the spiritual energy remaining in his Qi Sea—still ninety-nine percent full.

It seemed that manipulating the Human Emperor Banner had cost him less than zero-point-one percent of his spiritual energy; such a loss... well... was replenished in just a single breath.

Lin Ye looked at the Immortal Chief with a strange expression.

The opponent was still laughing loudly, as if he had already determined Lin Ye's fate.

After laughing for a while, the Immortal Chief stopped, and walked slowly toward Lin Ye, saying, "Regardless of whether you are truly someone who has traveled upstream against the Time River, since you have discovered us, you deserve to die!"

"I will extract your soul and refine your spirit to see what kind of connection you have with this brat, and why you two are so similar!"

"Wait a moment!"

Just as the Immortal Chief continued to walk forward, Lin Ye's words made him stop in his tracks.

The Immortal Chief grinned ferociously, "What? Want to beg for mercy? But since you have already seen our true forms, even begging for mercy is useless!"

"It's not exactly begging for mercy..."

Lin Ye shook his head, then extended a finger and pointed toward the firmament.

"How many hands do you think a person has?"

"Nonsense!"

The Immortal Chief retorted unceremoniously, "Naturally, two. What exactly are you trying to say... hmm?!"

Halfway through his sentence, the Immortal Chief seemed to realize something and suddenly looked up. He saw that while one hand of the giant Demon Lord Dharma Idol had been shattered by them, the other hand was already descending.

The hand falling this time carried an aura that could obliterate all things, yet it made not the slightest sound.

The more effortless it appeared, the more terrifying it was.

And during the time the Immortal Chief was speaking with Lin Ye, that giant hand had already descended.

"No! That's impossible!!!"

The Immortal Chief roared, then formed hand seals, wanting to summon the crown above his head once more. However, as he continuously released spiritual energy, the crown above his head only flickered with a phantom image.

Standing in the Void Realm, Lin Ye looked at the Immortal Chief and the others, and couldn't help but feel a headache.

Are all members of the Underworld Race this confident?

Just because they blocked one hand, they thought they were invincible? Did they not know that a Dharma Idol has complete limbs? Even if both hands were shattered, there were still two feet, right?!

BOOM!!!!!!

Just as Lin Ye was pondering, that sky-covering giant hand had already slammed down. Lin Ye formed a hand seal with one hand, immediately shielding the little Lin Ye who was in the pool of blood.

Conversely, the Immortal Chief and the others were not so lucky.

They were forcefully slammed beneath the ground by that giant hand. The entire land, stretching for thousands of miles, sank down by several meters.

Everything on the ground was obliterated along with it; mountains and rivers shattered, flowers and grass turned to ash, and even the spiritual energy circulating in the air was wiped clean at this moment.

Rumble, rumble...

The earth shook and the mountains swayed, the roaring sound unending.

After a long while, when everything returned to calm, a wisp of Underworld Flame appeared within the deep pits on the ground.

"Human Race Cultivator!!!"

The Immortal Chief gritted his teeth and crawled out of the pit. He looked incredibly disheveled; one of his arms had been twisted like a pretzel, and the Underworld Flame behind him was growing weaker, like a candle in the wind.

His body was covered in ragged wounds, and even his face was crisscrossed with injuries deep enough to see the bone.

The other members of the Underworld Race had already been absorbed into the Human Emperor Banner.

Bang!

Lin Ye slowly descended from the Void Realm to the ground. Looking at the Immortal Chief before him, he chuckled, "It seems you Underworld Race aren't such a big deal after all. Immortal and indestructible? What a joke!"

"Human Race Cultivator! Don't get cocky! I am not dead yet!"

With a bang, just as the Immortal Chief finished speaking, Lin Ye kicked him in the chest, creating a depression there.

The Immortal Chief flew backward, carving a long trail on the ground.

Pfft!

Lying on the ground, the Immortal Chief spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of his internal organs. Just as he was about to say something, Lin Ye arrived before him and stepped on his sunken chest.

"Tell me, what exactly is your Underworld Race trying to do? And what is the deal with that Hongmeng Bone?!"

"Hehehehe..."

Hearing Lin Ye's question, the Immortal Chief suddenly laughed and said mockingly, "The Hongmeng Bone is not something you Human Race Cultivators should possess. As for what our Underworld Race wants to do, it is naturally to enslave the Ten Thousand Domains!"

"We are the..."

Bang!

The Immortal Chief's arrogant words were interrupted by a kick.

Lin Ye crushed all of his teeth and continued to ask, "Answer only what I ask. If you spout any more nonsense, I don't know if the Underworld Race will be able to enslave the Ten Thousand Domains, but I guarantee you will enter a world even more terrifying than the Nine Serenities."

Hum...

As he spoke, Lin Ye slightly rotated the blood-colored rosary on his wrist.

A wisp of blood energy spread out.

When the Immortal Chief sensed this blood energy, his eyes widened, "The Other Shore World created by the Killing Life Tathagata? You are the successor of the Killing Life Tathagata?! Didn't he die long ago! How could there still be a Legacy!!!"

Bang!

Another kick, and the Immortal Chief's face was completely unrecognizable; his features were shattered and distorted.

If he were to kick a few more times, it was almost certain his entire head would be crushed flat.

"By the way, let me change the way I ask. Tell me, what is the relationship between your Underworld Race and that Spirit Race?"

"You even know about the Spirit Race?!"

The Immortal Chief looked at Lin Ye in disbelief. He had not expected that such a young Human Race Cultivator would actually know so many secrets.

"No wonder you were able to travel upstream against the Time River. You are that brat who fell into the pool of blood!!!"

Lin Ye nodded noncommittally, "It seems you are not stupid. Since you know of the existence of the Other Shore World, you should understand that once you enter, you will never come out, and you will suffer torture for all eternity."

Hum...

As he spoke, Lin Ye casually rubbed the prayer beads, and a scream that made one's Divine Soul tremble emanated from within.

"Did you hear that? The people inside are all my clansmen."

As he said this, Lin Ye grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, "Tell me, if I were to put you in there, wouldn't you become like this too?"

"You, you madman!!!"

Upon hearing Lin Ye say that the people inside were all his clansmen, a hint of fear appeared in the Immortal Chief's eyes.