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264: Slay two more quasi-emperors!

The commotion in Lin Yan's direction naturally drew the attention of everyone fighting across all levels of the Land of Nothingness.

"What?" The experts of the Spirit and Yao Races once again uttered exclamations of disbelief that they likely hadn't felt in many years.

Late Stage Quasi-Emperor! Instant kill!

Four Middle Stage Quasi-Emperor Martial Artists had been sliced and diced by this kid just like that!

The scene was so elegant that it was even cleaner and more decisive than the Saint Stage battlefield they had just caught a glimpse of in the Void Realm!

Compared to them... "Good lad!!!" Many Human Race experts marveled in their hearts.

"Haha... Ran Gu! Que Ci! Bi Qingan!"

"Are you angry?! Are you dying of anger?!"

Facing Ou Mo's mockery that spread throughout the entire void, three voices full of rage resounded.

"Ou Mo! We shall see how long you can remain so smug!!!"

"Kill!"

"Everyone! Slay Lin Yan!!!"

Responding to them was Ou Mo's cold snort, refusing to be outdone.

"Humph!"

"Human Race! Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!" Numerous thunderous shouts rolled through the Land of Nothingness.

All the Human Race's supreme Martial Artists immediately and firmly blocked the even more violent attacks of the Alien Race's supreme experts.

In this, it had nothing to do with Lin Yan; it was only about racial righteousness!

Besides, if Lin Yan hadn't appeared, would they have stopped fighting?

Racial wars would never stop for personal reasons! Any talk of guaranteeing ten Martial Arts Eras of peace was all nonsense!

Only strength was the absolute truth!

Three against one, huh... Cold light flickered in Lin Yan's eyes.

Then I must hurry up!

He first gave a slight nod to the two Human Race Quasi-Emperors not far away, then instantly cast his gaze toward a battle circle within his sensory range and disappeared from the spot in a single step... Within the void, everything was vast and desolate.

Although the experts of the two races had received orders from their Old Ancestors, and they were all impatient to quickly resolve their respective troublesome opponents.

But after all, not everyone was Lin Yan, who possessed the ability to easily suppress and kill opponents once his cultivation rose.

Not to mention higher-level clashes, even in the Quasi-Emperor battlefield, it was almost impossible to achieve a quick kill without a significant numerical advantage or overwhelming strength.

Two Late Stage Yao Race Quasi-Emperor Martial Artists gazed coldly at the figure constantly retreating under their storm-like attacks, as if the opponent was already in their grasp.

At this moment, a deafening, explosive cold shout came rolling from their side.

"Peerless · Void Breaker!!!"

This voice seemed to come from the Nine Serenities Hell, carrying endless pressure and killing intent.

The two Yao Race Quasi-Emperors' originally fierce attacks instantly stalled, and they both jerked their heads around at almost the same time.

"Yin!"

Accompanied by the sound of a Dragon's roar that echoed through the clouds, a brilliant Black-Gold Flames suddenly rose, illuminating the surrounding Void Realm in a deep red.

The heavenly emperor halberd seemed to transform into a ferocious, roaring Dragon. Its speed was like lightning, instantly slicing through the void and hurtling straight toward those two Late Stage Yao Race Quasi-Emperor Martial Artists.

"Humph! Lin Yan!"

The two Alien Race Quasi-Emperors snorted coldly in unison and immediately turned around without hesitation, each waving their Saint Weapons.

One of them held a giant long saber, with sharp Laws of the Saber wrapped around it, emitting a world-destroying aura.

The other held a sharp longsword, with Sword Qi crisscrossing on the blade. Dense Laws of the Sword interwove into a large net, enveloping his entire person.

"We shall see just how powerful you really are!"

Along with the two men's shouts.

The Laws of the Saber and Laws of the Sword, surging like the sea, gushed out like a tide, sweeping toward that black-gold Dragon and covering the sky.

Facing such a terrifying attack, a layer of black-gold light flowed across the entire heavenly emperor halberd's crescent blades and tip.

"Roar!"

The roar resounded.

The black-gold Dragon suddenly opened its bloody maw and swallowed all the surging Laws of the Saber and Laws of the Sword directly into its belly.

Before the two Alien Race Quasi-Emperors could react, the heavenly emperor halberd, without stopping for a moment, had already arrived.

Only a crisp "Ding—!" was heard.

The tip of the halberd collided fiercely with the tips of the saber and sword.

At this instant!

A mountain-toppling, sea-overturning force surged from the arms of the two Alien Race Quasi-Emperors.

Both of their expressions changed drastically.

A crisp "crack" was heard.

The saber and sword they held tightly shattered instantly, turning into countless tiny fragments that scattered down like fluttering snowflakes.

At the same time.

Two muffled sounds of spitting blood suddenly rang out, like the desperate wails of two wounded giant beasts.

"Pfft!"

Crimson blood gushed out from their mouths like fountains, forming two shocking blood arrows in the air.

Before they could raise their eyes, which were filled with extreme horror.

A black-gold cloak fluttered loudly in the fierce wind, and an armored figure teleported to them.

Lin Yan's iron-clamp-like palms were raised high and instantly pressed against the sides of the two Alien Race Quasi-Emperors' heads, slamming them toward the middle.

Double Peaks Piercing the Ears!

Bang—!

A huge explosion.

The two heads were like ripe watermelons, exploding violently, with blood mixed with brains splashing everywhere.

Lin Yan's cold gaze quickly shifted to the two headless bodies falling toward the void below.

"Humph! Quasi-Emperors aren't that fragile!"

Before his voice even faded, he had already struck again.

Xingyi! Crushing Fist!

Boom—!

Accompanied by two thick clouds of exploding blood mist, Lin Yan only stopped his movements after glancing at the System panel.

"Settle! 1000%! Draw everything! Martial Skill!"

"Ding!"

"Lottery completed. Obtained 20% Fusion degree 4 times, 30% Fusion degree 3 times, and 40% Fusion degree 3 times."

"Totaling 310%. Please choose the allocation direction."

"Reminding Hos..."

Thinking the System was about to say something again, a trace of displeasure flashed in Lin Yan's eyes.

"Why are you always so wordy..."

The System paused but insisted on finishing this time.

"Reminding Host, when both Martial Skills reach Domain Suppression Perfection, any excess Fusion degree will not be retained."

"Hmm?"

Lin Yan's expression froze.

"Not retained! This information was very important!"

Because with this 310% Fusion degree, not only would both his Martial Skills reach Domain Suppression Perfection, but there would also be an extra 30% Fusion degree.

"Why?"

He directly ignored the wounded Human Race Quasi-Emperor not far away, who seemed a bit dazed and hadn't reacted yet, as well as the still impotently raging roars of the Alien Race Immortal Kings.

"Didn't they just level up and get added directly when they overflowed before?"

"Ding!"

"When the Host's cultivation reaches Ninth Grade Peak and both Martial Skills are at Domain Suppression Perfection, 500% charge value will be required to Breakthrough to Quasi-Emperor, and a version update will be performed."

Lin Yan's eyes narrowed slightly.

He instantly remembered what the System had said before.

500% charge value to break through to Quasi-Emperor. This was the first time he had encountered a major Realm Breakthrough that required charge value. Was this the so-called hint?

It seemed the changes after the Saint Stage would be quite significant.

But it was fine; in the end, it was still just a matter of numbers.

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