88: Chapter 88 Who Else?

"Go to the spa!"

Lin Yuan launched a surprise attack, closing in on the Ghost God, and swung the black-gold gear in his hand at him!

Crackle, pop!

Instantly, flames shot into the sky, and countless electric sparks splattered out.

The weight of the diamond ring, comparable to an asteroid, merged into the golden light and poured into the Ghost God's body all at once.

"No, no, stop! It's so big, so hot! I can't take it anymore..."

The Ghost God screamed frantically.

His body grew hotter and hotter, and golden light began to crack through his surface.

"No—"

With a desperate roar, the Ghost God's body exploded instantly.

Boom!

Countless fine golden energy particles burst out from the Ghost God's body and were absorbed back into the Spirit Spring.

The pitiful Forbidden powerhouse was played with by time and fate.

Lin Yuan flew back to He Yiming's side and asked, "How's the harvest?"

He Yiming was covered in sweat: "It was pretty good at first, with six beams of golden light shooting out from underwater, but later, maybe my strength wasn't enough, and the space-time rift stopped spitting things out."

"Let me try."

Lin Yuan took over He Yiming's work. His True Qi was incomparable to He Yiming's; the spring water immediately began to shake violently, forming a massive whirlpool.

But—

All commotion, no treasure!

The Black Diary mocked, "Kid, it's not that the more violent the shaking, the better. This thing depends on fate. Obviously, you're not as good as this little thing beside you."

"I don't believe it!"

Lin Yuan increased his True Qi output!

As the saying goes, brute force creates miracles. Even a notoriously unlucky person like him might have a day where he gets lucky.

Pfft!

A beam of black light surged from the bottom of the Spirit Spring, carrying endless vastness and grandeur, swallowing both of them in one gulp.

"What the—"

Lin Yuan only felt his vision go dark, and he found himself in a golden passage, falling continuously.

He struggled to maintain his posture and looked outside the passage.

He saw that outside was an endless land of darkness, intermingled with faint starlight. Occasionally, lights of various colors flashed by, illuminating a terrifying giant silhouette.

Its size was unimaginable; it used nebulae as a lotus throne and galaxies as ribbons, its eyes glowing with blue and red colors, like great suns.

Such a terrifying giant god had been killed in the Void Realm.

Right in the center of its brow was a massive bloody hole; even after countless years had passed, blood was still flowing out!

Lin Yuan wanted to take a closer look, but time did not allow it. After a few violent tremors, he was spat out into the outside world and landed steadily on the ground.

"Ouch."

He Yiming fell down beside him.

"Where is this?"

"This is the Desolate God Palace."

"So it's the Desolate God Palace, thanks."

"Don't mention it—hehe."

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Wait, who answered?

He Yiming only then realized that the person speaking was not his Big Brother Lin.

He focused his gaze and realized a large group of people had gathered right in front of them, all with Spirit Sea Realm cultivation. They had just been fighting to the death, but now they were eerily calm, with a few even still maintaining their combat stances!

"Oh no?!"

He Yiming's expression changed drastically. The two of them had passed through the golden passage and actually dived right into the battlefield of Spirit Sea Realm Martial Artists inside the space rift!

He heard a few fragmented voices from the front.

"Did you see that? They just came out of a space passage!"

"Could they have found a secret chamber and obtained some treasure?"

"It must be right, that has to be it. Make them hand over the treasure!"

"Look at that person, is that Lin Yuan of the Liuyun Sect? I heard his strength is very high."

"Strong? Look at how many of us there are! Eighty! And we have experts like the Son of Desolation and the Grand Chief among us; taking down one Lin Yuan is more than enough."

He Yiming broke out in a cold sweat and started to explain: "It's not like that, we just stepped on a..."

"Robbery! Hand over all the treasures on you!"

He Yiming turned his head with difficulty and looked at Lin Yuan in disbelief.

Brother! My dear big brother! Listen to what you are saying? One person robbing dozens of experts of the same rank?

"Hahaha!"

"Are you crazy? We haven't said anything, and you're the one calling out? This is completely topsy-turvy."

"Hmph! Since you are seeking your own death, I will fulfill your wish."

Lin Yuan lazily picked his earwax: "Anyway, the following plot is nothing more than you guys interrogating us about why we appeared here, then I refuse to answer, you make threats, I make threats, then we start fighting, I beat you all down, and take everything on you."

"Since that's the case, let's just skip all the formalities and have a heated fight right now."

"Heh! You really are stupid. You dare to make us your enemy all by yourself? No need for you all to act, if I can't finish you off within three moves, I will end my own life right here!"

The Son of Desolation's face was full of arrogance. He took a step forward, surging with True Qi, and charged at Lin Yuan.

"Black Sky Rending Claw!"

Slash—

A vicious and peerless claw struck Lin Yuan's chest. He didn't dodge or evade, taking the blow head-on, yet he was completely unscathed.

"You have some strength, no wonder you could become number one on the Heroes Ranking."

The Son of Desolation sneered: "Next, I'll take your life!"

"Death Light Thunderbolt Sword!"

He drew a sword from somewhere unknown and slashed fiercely at Lin Yuan's forehead.

Clang!

The forehead was fine, but the sword shattered.

The veins on the Son of Desolation's face bulged, as if he were enraged by shame.

"The final blow, die!"

"Profound Truth: Hell Paradise Slash!"

Bang!

The ground of the palace was instantly torn into pieces, with a hideous spiderweb of cracks extending tens of meters away.

"Is this the strength of the Dahuang Sect's Chief? What a pity. To make it easier for you to exert your force, I even specially stuck my neck out for you to hit! Now... three moves have passed."

Lin Yuan shook his head.

"This is impossible!"

The Son of Desolation roared: "Cheating, you must be cheating! Did you hide some secret treasure on you?"

"Heh, it seems our Dahuang Sect Chief is unwilling to keep his promise."

Lin Yuan's eyes turned slightly cold.

Everyone will die, but some people need a little help!

"What the..."

Boom!!

A heavy and terrifying loud noise!

Amidst the loud noise, a figure flew high into the air, trailing blood scattered in mid-air, tracing a parabola.

Everyone turned to look and saw a terrifying scene.

The arrogant Son of Desolation had half of his head completely blown apart.

One strike, instant kill?!

"Who else wants to come up and fight me??"

Lin Yuan looked coldly at the dozens of Linghai Martial Artists.

Including the Grand Chief, everyone was silent.

"I'm giving you a chance!"

Lin Yuan asked again, but no one dared to answer.

"Who else?!!"

He asked for the last time.

The whole place remained silent.

Everyone had seen the power he used when he killed the Son of Desolation.

That kind of stat power that crushes everything was something almost no Linghai Martial Artist could withstand head-on; only a fool would go out and seek their own death.

"Very good! From now on, when you see..."

"My son—"

Lin Yuan's voice was drowned out by a huge roar of anger.

A glowing humanoid figure burst into the palace, holding the Son of Desolation's body, trembling all over.

"Who did this?"