Wu Dong: I, Lin Langtian, will not play a supporting role

As time passed and the deathly aura within the Divine Cemetery weakened, the teams of those elite races on the stone platforms ahead suddenly opened their eyes, their gazes flashing with brilliance.

Kunyu glanced at the Divine Tomb Garden, stood up, waved his hand, and shot out first, directly entering the Divine Tomb Garden.

Behind him, many powerful members of the Kunpeng clan immediately followed.

"go!"

The peacock of the Nine-Colored Peacock Clan, also named Qinyi, led the team to rush towards the Divine Cemetery.

Following them, the other elite races also set off immediately without any hesitation.

Seeing this, the other teams hesitated.

After all, to enter the inner domain of the Divine Tomb Garden, one must kill an eighth-grade beast spirit and obtain its beast heart.

One wrong move and you could end up in trouble.

However, the hesitation of these teams did not last long, as some abandoned their hesitation and the sound of wind breaking through the air resounded.

One after another, figures rushed into the cemetery filled with dark red death energy, as if their minds were clouded by desire.

Watching the teams rushing into the Divine Tomb Garden, Lin Langtian finally stood up and looked at Han Yue.

He wasn't sure if the Rhinoceros Demon Clan would still be willing to follow them to the God's Cemetery for adventure, especially after offending Kunyu.

"Although Kunyu is formidable, I don't think you, Brother Lin, are any simpler than him," Han Yue grinned.

Upon hearing this, Lin Langtian smiled and nodded, saying, "In that case, let's set off and see if we can find a mate among the eighth-grade beast spirits."

Swish!
As soon as he finished speaking, he shot out and rushed into the God's Cemetery, which was filled with dark red death energy. Tianfeng, Han Yue and the others followed closely behind.

Half an hour later, Lin Langtian and his group landed on a giant gray-black tree.

The group looked ahead and saw a vast forest filled with trees of alternating shades of gray and white.

These trees have no branches or leaves, only bare trunks. From a distance, they look like a forest of sharp, unparalleled spears, sending a chill down one's spine.

However, Lin Langtian and his group did not linger there for long; they immediately focused their attention on the center of the forest.

There sat a black figure, sitting quietly, with terrifying death energy flowing into its body like a long dragon with each breath.

A powerful sense of oppression emanated from him.

And just as Lin Langtian and the others locked onto him, the black-clad figure opened his eyes.

Within those eye sockets was an empty void, filled only with a swirling mass of gray-black death energy.

Although it also lacked any intelligence, it possessed an eerie quality, and the sense of danger it evoked far surpassed that of the beast spirits they had encountered before.

Tianfeng and the others also became increasingly solemn, clearly realizing how troublesome this eighth-grade beast spirit was.

The eighth-grade beast spirit slowly stood up. Its body seemed stiff, but it did not feel sluggish at all. Instead, it had a feeling that it could move like a thunderclap.

"Roar!"

The eighth-grade beast spirit stared at Lin Langtian and the others with its gray-black eyes, and then a low roar came from its throat, which contained a sense of intimidation.

"Although it lacks intelligence, its instincts are quite strong." Lin Langtian was somewhat surprised.

"But I'm determined to have your beastly heart today."

Although the eighth-grade beast spirit could not understand Lin Langtian's words, it could sense them by instinct. Immediately, death energy filled its gray-black pupils, and the roar from its mouth became even deeper.

boom!
A terrifying aura of death suddenly swept out, sweeping away the surrounding giant trees, while the eighth-grade beast spirit transformed into a streak of gray light and shot out.

Its speed was extremely fast, like a thunderclap. In the blink of an eye, it appeared not far in front of Lin Langtian and the others, and then suddenly threw a punch.

All that could be seen was a vast, overwhelming aura of death sweeping out, which, from a distance, resembled a colossal, thousand-foot-long dragon of death energy.

The deathly dragon charged forward with savage force, instantly tearing the earth open with deep, bottomless cracks. Anything that stood in its way was pulverized by the deathly dragon.

The moment this eighth-grade beast spirit made its move, it displayed a terrifying power that moved everyone present.

Facing the colossal dragon of death energy, powerful enough to tear the earth apart and shatter mountains, Lin Langtian's eyes flashed with a sharp light, but he showed no intention of retreating.

"Brother Han, Brother Tianfeng, follow me to meet the enemy head-on. The rest of you, just stand by and prevent the seventh-grade beast spirits from interfering."

He spoke extremely quickly, and before he had even finished speaking, he was already like an arrow released from a bow, rushing forward!

When dealing with an eighth-grade beast spirit, the number of people is no longer relevant. In Lin Langtian's view, only Han Yue and Tian Feng can be of some use, and the others joining the battlefield will only cause trouble.

"Buzz!"

The next moment, with a wave of Lin Langtian's sleeve, the space in front of him trembled!

Dark golden light burst forth from in front of Lin Langtian, and the dark golden figure, covered with cracks and exuding an ancient and desolate aura, seemed to cross the barrier of time and space and reappeared!
As soon as it appeared, the Primordial War Puppet faced the roaring, deathly dragon head-on, its arms crossed in front of its chest. The ancient runes on its dark gold body lit up faintly in response, yet it remained as steady as a mountain, not retreating a single step!

"Roar!"

The deathly dragon slammed into the crossed arms of the Primordial War Puppet!
"Boom!"

A dull, terrifying roar erupted!

Pure death energy clashed violently with the immortal primordial body!
Centered on the point of impact, a destructive shockwave, a mixture of gray-black death energy and dark gold light fragments, spread rapidly in a spherical shape. Wherever it passed, gray-white trees and hard ground were instantly crushed into nothingness, leaving behind a huge crater!

The Primordial War Puppet's body trembled violently, and the ground beneath its feet cracked and sank inch by inch!
On its arms, death energy frantically eroded, fiercely clashing with the dark gold light, emitting a hissing corrosion sound.

The existing cracks seemed to show signs of spreading even more subtly under such violent impact.

But it remained firmly rooted to the spot, without retreating an inch!

They forcefully blocked the enraged attack of this eighth-grade beast spirit!

"good chance!"

Han Yue roared, and just as the power of the Death Dragon was blocked and the old power was exhausted and the new power had not yet been generated, his burly body suddenly swelled up, and his skin turned a rock-like bluish-black color. He pushed the powerful physical strength of the Rhinoceros Demon Clan to the limit!

Like a maddened ancient rhinoceros demon, he shattered the ground with his feet and charged fiercely towards the eighth-grade beast spirit whose death aura was slightly dissipated!

"Rhinoceros Demon Shakes the Mountain!"

On Han Yue's shoulders, tangible, dark blue-black horn-like phantoms materialized, carrying the savage aura of crushing mountains, and slammed fiercely into the beast spirit's chest!

He wanted to create the best opportunity for Lin Langtian and Tianfeng to make their move!

The eighth-grade beast spirit's gray-black pupils surged with deathly energy. Facing Han Yue's ferocious charge, it seemed to sense the threat posed by this "little guy," and its stiff arm rose. Rolling deathly energy coiled around it, transforming into a gigantic gray-black bone claw that tore through the air and slammed towards Han Yue!
"Oh!"

The dark blue-black horns and the deathly bone claws collided fiercely!
Han Yue groaned, his body trembled violently, his forward momentum was blocked, and he even slid back several feet. His arms felt sore and numb, and his blood and qi surged.

The power of an eighth-grade beast spirit far surpasses that of a seventh-grade supreme being!

However, the Rhinoceros Demon Clan possessed formidable physical strength, and he was unharmed. Instead, he held off the bone claws, buying precious time for his companions!
Just as Han Yue was locked in combat with the beast spirit, Lin Langtian made his move!

He knew that the Primordial War Puppet would consume a great deal of energy by withstanding a single blow and should not be used for too long.

He moved like lightning, bypassing the stalemate in front and rushing straight to the flank of the beast spirit!

Five fingers formed a dragon claw, with dark golden light flickering at the fingertips, carrying a sharpness that could tear everything apart, aiming straight for the beast spirit's neck joint!
At the same time, he urgently urged the Primordial War Puppet!

The Primordial War Puppet shook its arms, dispersing the remaining death energy. It turned around somewhat sluggishly, not using a high-energy-consuming ranged attack or high-speed movement, but instead taking heavy steps, cooperating with Lin Langtian, and punching the Beast Spirit's head from the other side!

This punch was still powerful and heavy, but its speed was obviously not as agile as when it fought Kunyu. Clearly, the continuous heavy blows and rapid summoning had affected Lin Langtian's workload and the state of the battle puppet.

Although eighth-grade beast spirits lack intelligence, their fighting instincts are extremely terrifying.

It sensed the threat from its flank and the other side, and the vortex of death energy swirled rapidly in its gray-black pupils!

It suddenly exerted its strength to knock Han Yue back, and at the same time, its body twisted at a strange angle to avoid Lin Langtian's fatal blow to its neck, leaving only five claw marks on its shoulder blade, exuding death energy.

Instead of dodging or avoiding the punch aimed at its head by the Primordial War Puppet, it suddenly tilted its head to the side, while its other arm, wrapped in dense death energy, stabbed fiercely into the war puppet's chest, creating a noticeable crack, like a venomous python emerging from its hole!

It's a mutually destructive fighting style!
Lin Langtian's expression changed slightly, and his mind raced.

The crack in the chest of the Primordial War Puppet is a critical area; another heavy blow could pose an unpredictable risk.

"Switch from offense to defense!"

He forcibly manipulated the battle puppet to change its move, turning the fist that was about to strike the head midway to block the incoming death energy arm.

"clang!"

Another clang of metal!
The deathly arm pierced the war puppet's parrying forearm, scattering sparks of gray-black and dark gold.

The war puppet swayed again, and another white mark appeared on its forearm, while the beast spirit was also momentarily stunned by the recoil.

"Now! Brother Tianfeng!" Lin Langtian shouted sharply!

Tianfeng, who had been pacing on the periphery with blazing golden flames rising around him, had been waiting for a long time!

Golden flames burned in his eyes, his hands formed a seal, and a noble and magnificent phoenix phantom faintly appeared behind him. Although it was not clear, it exuded a sacred and blazing aura!

"Phoenix Flame Purifies the World, Burn!"

Tianfeng thrust out with both palms!

A beam of flame, only as thick as an arm but condensed to the extreme and displaying pure gold color, shot toward the eighth-grade beast spirit at an incredible speed, like the dawn breaking through the gray world!

The beam of phoenix flame did not directly attack the beast spirit's body, but instead aimed with unparalleled precision at the gray-black vortex of death energy in its eye socket.

That place seems to be one of the core nodes where its lifeless energy operates!

Phoenix Flame, supremely yang and powerful, is naturally able to suppress yin, evil, and death energy!

"laugh!"

The moment the golden flame beam plunged into the vortex of death energy, it was like cold water being poured into boiling oil, producing an extremely loud hissing sound!

The eighth-grade beast spirit's body suddenly stiffened, the death energy in its eye sockets boiled and evaporated violently, and its entire head was covered with a layer of leaping golden fire. Its movements instantly became extremely slow and chaotic!

"Great!" Lin Langtian and Han Yue's eyes lit up simultaneously! The opportunity had arrived!

"Brother Han, lock it down!" Lin Langtian roared, instantly linking his mind with the Primordial Ancestral Symbol and the Primordial War Puppet to the extreme!
Han Yue roared, his whole body bursting with dark blue light, his arms bulging with muscles. Ignoring the corrosive death energy, he suddenly lunged forward and tightly embraced the eighth-grade beast spirit from behind!

The Rhinoceros Demon Clan unleashed its full power, acting like the strongest shackles, temporarily restricting the Beast Spirit's movements!

"Primordial War Puppet! Shatter Stars!"

Lin Langtian's eyes were fierce as he poured all the primordial power he could muster into the core of the battle puppet without reservation!

The two dark golden flames of the Primordial War Puppet suddenly blazed brightly!
Its previously sluggish movements suddenly became incredibly swift, as if injected with a final burst of ferocious power!
It shattered the ground with one step, its dark golden right fist retracted to its waist, and all the runes on its body that could still light up now emitted an unprecedented glimmer, all converging at the tip of its fist!
Punch out!
Silent and still, yet it seemed to have drained all the light from the surroundings!

Where the fist passed, space was no longer a crack, but a small, brief, blurry patch of dark nothingness appeared!

This punch landed squarely on the center of the chest of the eighth-grade beast spirit, which was locked up by Han Yue, had its core burned by the Phoenix Flame, and was in its most chaotic and weak state!

Time seemed to stand still for a moment.

next moment!
"Crack... Bang!"

First came a clear sound, like glass shattering—the sound of an eighth-grade beast spirit's highly condensed death energy core being broken!

Immediately following was a deafening explosion!

The eighth-grade beast spirit's jet-black body exploded with a bang, centered on the point where the fist landed!

Countless solidified fragments of death energy, mixed with pure gray energy, swept outwards like a storm!

Han Yue was the first to be hit, thrown away by the blast wave, rolling on the ground more than a dozen times before stopping, spitting out a mouthful of blood, but with a gleeful smile on his face.

At the core of the explosion, a fist-sized, dark gray, yet crystal clear heart, with liquid-like energy flowing slowly within it, radiating a powerful and pure energy fluctuation, floated in mid-air.

It is indeed the heart of an eighth-grade beast spirit!

Amid the aftershocks of the explosion, the Primordial War Puppet remained motionless, still in its punching stance.

The dark gold luster on its fist had dimmed to an extreme, and the main cracks on its body had obviously widened, especially the one on its chest, where there were even some tiny fragments peeling off at the edges.

The primordial aura emanating from his body was so faint as to be almost imperceptible.

Lin Langtian also staggered a few steps, then looked up at the floating beast heart and the almost silent battle puppet. A trace of heartache flashed in his eyes, but more than that, he felt relieved and fortunate.

Tianfeng rushed forward to support Lin Langtian, and then checked on Han Yue's injuries.

Han Yue waved his hand to indicate that he was alright, struggled to get up, and looked at the beast's heart with burning desire in his eyes.

"We succeeded... We really killed an eighth-grade beast spirit!" Tianfeng couldn't hide his excitement. (End of Chapter)