276: Chapter 276 Enslavement

Wang Tianming's face changed drastically, scared to the point of Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

He never expected that Lin Yun's strength would be so formidable.

The power of this sword strike was even more terrifying than his full-strength attack!

He didn't have time to think and subconsciously dodged to the side, but he was still a step too slow.

The sword light grazed his shoulder, instantly tearing through his martial attire; a deep wound appeared, and blood gushed out.

"Pfft."

Wang Tianming spat out a mouthful of blood and stumbled back a few steps, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

"You... how can your strength be so great? You're only at the Fourth-Stage Perfection, how could you possibly wound me?"

Amidst his shock, Wang Tianming didn't dare to be the slightest bit careless.

With a thought, a set of Fourth-Stage Source Armor instantly covered his entire body.

He actually had an Source Armor as well, but its rank was one level lower than Lin Yun's; it was a Fourth-Stage Source Armor, and its defense was far inferior to the black god armor.

"Today, I will definitely take Possession of your Physical Body!"

A hint of madness flashed in Wang Tianming's eyes as his Fifth-Stage Perfection blood-qi power erupted once more.

With a flash of his figure, he charged toward Lin Yun.

Two fierce palm winds condensed in his hands, and he thrust both palms out, blasting them fiercely toward Lin Yun.

Lin Yun's expression remained calm, showing no fear at all.

The black god armor was Fifth-Stage, capable of weakening the opponent's attacks by ninety-nine percent.

At the same time, holding the source longsword, he responded calmly.

Sword light flickered; every strike precisely parried Wang Tianming's attacks, and he occasionally countered with a few Moves, forcing Wang Tianming to retreat repeatedly.

The two of them went back and forth, locked in a fierce battle.

Within the Secret Realm, the roars of blood-qi collisions rang out continuously, ancient trees snapped, and rubble flew everywhere.

Before long, Wang Tianming completely panicked.

He discovered that he was actually no match for Lin Yun!

He was clearly at the Fifth-Stage Perfection, an entire major Realm higher than Lin Yun.

But not only did Lin Yun have the blessing of the Fifth-Stage black god armor, with its incredibly powerful defense that weakened ninety-nine percent of his attacks.

Moreover, his attack power far exceeded others of the same stage, and the sharpness of the source longsword made it difficult for his Fourth-Stage armor to withstand.

Coupled with Lin Yun's flexible Movement Technique and exquisite Moves.

The more he fought, the more strained he became, and the wounds on his body increased.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! How can a mere Fourth-Stage Perfection like you defeat me?"

Wang Tianming roared, his eyes filled with madness and resentment.

He knew he had no way out.

If he couldn't take Possession of Lin Yun's Physical Body, he could only wait for his lifespan to run out and suffer Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

"I'll risk it all!"

A look of determination flashed in Wang Tianming's eyes as he stopped holding back his strength.

He erupted with all the remaining blood-qi power in his body.

His hands condensed a massive blood-qi palm print, which he blasted fiercely toward Lin Yun.

The force was so great it could blast a Martial Artist of the same stage into meat paste.

Lin Yun didn't dare to be the slightest bit careless; the blood-qi in his body surged wildly, all of it poured into the source longsword as he slashed fiercely at the palm print.

"Boom!!!"

A massive explosion sounded, and a majestic shockwave spread out.

Lin Yun was sent flying, flipping several times in the air before stabilizing himself.

Meanwhile, Wang Tianming was also shaken back several steps by the counter-shock, his blood-qi churning and his face pale.

Before Lin Yun could react, a flash of wild joy appeared in Wang Tianming's eyes; he knew this was his only chance!

His figure swayed, and his entire Divine Thought instantly left his body.

It turned into a streak of black light, charging straight for the center of Lin Yun's brows and drilling into his Sea of Consciousness.

The Fifth-Stage Source Armor had limited resistance against Divine Thought attacks and couldn't stop him at all.

After entering the Sea of Consciousness, Wang Tianming's Divine Thought transformed into a tiny figure and roared within Lin Yun's Sea of Consciousness, his tone full of pride and arrogance:

"Lin Yun! No matter how strong your Source Armor is, even if it can weaken my attacks by ninety-nine percent, how can you withstand my Divine Thought attack?"

"Your Sea of Consciousness will soon be occupied by me, and your Physical Body will become mine!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he fell silent.

The pride and arrogance on his face were instantly replaced by terror.

Within Lin Yun's Sea of Consciousness, there were actually two Divine Thought avatars that looked exactly like Lin Yun.

Each was tall in stature and possessed a profound aura.

Compared to these two Divine Thought avatars, his own Divine Thought avatar was like an ignorant child, small and weak.

"This... how is this possible?! How can you have two Divine Thoughts?!"

Wang Tianming trembled with fear and turned to flee from Lin Yun's Sea of Consciousness.

He knew he was no match at all; staying here would only lead to his Divine Thought being completely crushed by Lin Yun's.

But how could Lin Yun give him the chance to escape?

The two Divine Thought avatars struck instantly.

An invisible barrier rose, completely sealing off the entire Sea of Consciousness.

Wang Tianming's Divine Thought was firmly trapped inside, with no way out.

"No! Let me out! Lin Yun, I was wrong, I won't do it again, please let me out!"

Wang Tianming roared in terror, desperately trying to break through the barrier.

But his Divine Thought was too weak to even slightly budge the barrier.

Wang Tianming fell into despair.

Gritting his teeth, he turned into a black light and charged at one of the Lin Yuns.

Since he couldn't get out, he would fight to the death!

Take Possession of him!

As long as the Possession succeeded, this body would be his!

Lin Yun looked at the approaching small black dot and casually slapped it.

Wang Tianming's Divine Thought avatar was slapped away, tumbling a dozen times in the Sea of Consciousness before slamming into the consciousness wall, nearly dissipating.

His Divine Thought was far weaker than Lin Yun's.

They weren't even on the same level.

Wang Tianming lay on the ground, trembling all over, unable to get up.

He knew he was finished.

He couldn't win the fight, and he couldn't escape; he could only wait for death.

Lin Yun looked at him and shook his head.

As for someone like this, he naturally wouldn't take Possession of him.

Wang Tianming's talent was mediocre, his cultivation wasn't high, and his body was old; taking Possession of him was meaningless.

But enslavement was an option.

After all, Wang Tianming was a Fifth-Stage Perfection Martial Artist; if he could be enslaved, he would be an extra help.

Without the slightest hesitation, one of the Divine Thought avatars raised a hand and released the enslavement mark of the God-Splitting Technique.

A mark emerged from the Divine Thought avatar, carrying majestic Divine Thought power, and pressed directly onto Wang Tianming's Divine Thought avatar.

"No! Don't! I don't want to be enslaved!"

Wang Tianming struggled desperately, trying to avoid the mark.

But his Divine Thought was far weaker than Lin Yun's, and he couldn't break free at all.

He could only watch helplessly as the mark was imprinted upon his Divine Thought.

The enslavement mark merged with Wang Tianming's Divine Thought.

Wang Tianming trembled violently, his expression twisting as if enduring immense pain.

A few seconds later, the trembling stopped.

A powerful force swept through his entire Divine Thought; his original resistance and resentment were instantly replaced by a strong sense of loyalty and awe.

In the next second, Wang Tianming's expression underwent an earth-shaking change.

From the previous cursing and terror, it turned into one of bitter remorse.

With a "thud," he knelt before Lin Yun's two Divine Thought avatars and began to wail loudly.

His tone was full of self-reproach and guilt:

"I deserve to die! I truly deserve to die! How could I strike at Master? My crimes are unpardonable! I beg Master for punishment!"