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Chapter 1221 The Nightmare Attempted to Break Free

When Luo Bingxin heard Lin Yi's insults, she felt extremely disdainful, and even secretly pleased.

From the day she met Lin Yi, this girl was greatly influenced by the aura surrounding him.

Upon their first meeting, she was struck by Lin Yi's organizational status, which was extremely disproportionate to his abilities. Even then, she began to pay special attention to this young man, whom she didn't know very well.

When Lin Yi first joined the Dark Rising organization, he was just an inconspicuous little guy with a very low level of divine power.

However, as time went on, Luo Bingxin discovered that its strength was getting closer and closer to her own, to the point that she was completely unable to compete with it.

In that decisive battle ten years ago, Lin Yi's strength was already beyond what Luo Bingxin could reach. At that time, she could only hide behind the Four Corpse Kings in a cowardly manner, watching Lin Yi become the center of attention in this era, and even to a certain extent determine the direction of the Three Realms and Six Paths.

It's worth noting that Lin Yi completed this series of transformations in less than two years. Looking at myself, I thought I had given it my all, but in reality, I had been living in a daze for so many years. It's truly a sad state of mind.

Now, Luo Bingxin considers herself to have grown into a powerful figure who can stand on her own. Although her divine power level is not the highest, she can still contend with those who have reached the first-class divine power level by virtue of her Yinglong Divine Armor.

Lin Yi was very good at concealing his aura.

At first glance, one might think that Lin Yi's strength is no different from what it was ten years ago, with no improvement whatsoever.

This is why Luo Bingxin was secretly extremely pleased.

She believed that she was now able to dominate the battlefield with Lin Yi, and even to manipulate him at will.

Is this really the case?

Having worked under the Immortal King for so many years, Lin Yi's experience wasn't just about cultivating relationships; the most important thing was how to become stronger.

In battle, each individual possesses a limited amount of divine power.

In a battle, accurately allocating every bit of divine power, so that all of one's divine power can play a crucial role in the battle, is one of the keys to victory.

Especially when both sides are evenly matched, whoever can perfectly utilize their divine power will ultimately win.

It was precisely the perfect restraint and control over divine power and the primordial chaos that made Luo Bingxin realize that Lin Yi was now quite different from her.

"I thought you were a prodigy, but I never imagined you would become mediocre. Lin Yi, it's been ten years. Your growth and your image are always etched in my mind, making me so wary of you."

"But right now, you are nothing in front of me!"

Luo Bingxin closed her eyes, a complex expression on her face, as she recounted her state of mind over the past ten years.

People always see those who are better than themselves as rivals, and this descendant of Yinglong was no exception.

Judging from her words, Lin Yi had even become a nightmare haunting Luo Bingxin to some extent.

As she finished speaking, Luo Bingxin began to mobilize her divine power.

The crimson aura of death distorted the space and surged forth.

As it filled the surrounding space, it also flowed onto Luo Bingxin's snow-white skin, like a soft veil draped over her body, dancing gracefully in the wind.

As Luo Bingxin's divine power continued to surge, the crimson color dyed Lin Yi's pupils red and completely permeated the surrounding space.

What has this guy been doing all these years?!
Could it be that she repeats such cruel killings every day? What's wrapped around her isn't divine power, but clearly resentment that reaches the heavens! Just as Lin Yi was sighing, Luo Bingxin's figure had already disappeared from the spot.

When she reappeared, a blood-red phantom dragon had appeared behind her.

As it opened its blood-red maw, a foul-smelling gust of wind swept across Lin Yi's face.

The foul wind, brimming with resentment, couldn't penetrate Lin Yi's divine power or harm his physical body. However, Lin Yi, possessing the divine power of the Lord of Ten Thousand Souls and the Lord of the Dead, could feel excruciating pain.

It was as if the stench that swept through the air was not just a foul odor, nor a minor physical injury, but the pain of countless living beings on this lower-dimensional planet.

That dismissive remark did not make Lin Yi feel uncomfortable or displeased at all.

However, the murderous acts committed by Luo Bingxin completely stepped on Lin Yi's landmine.

As the crimson dragon bared its sharp fangs and lunged at him, Lin Yi remained unmoved.

He simply raised his right hand slightly to meet it.

Seeing Lin Yi's nonchalant response, Luo Bingxin felt a little annoyed.

That kid is incredibly arrogant!

"If that's the case, then die!" The moment the longest fang of the dragon phantom touched Lin Yi's right hand, a dark purple ripple with a special aura spread out from the point of contact with the two, accompanied by a crisp sound.

What is this? A feeling of divine artifact, unlike anything she had ever experienced before, returned to Luo Bingxin's mind.

The phantom dragon was created by her using her divine power to resonate with the Yinglong Divine Armor. Its offensive and defensive capabilities were impeccable.

It is one of her self-created skills, and it is extremely effective in fighting others, proving to be consistently successful.

But the moment the dragon made contact with Lin Yi, the control over it was severed.

Just as Luo Bingxin was trying to add divine power to solidify her control, something unexpected happened.

Dark purple lines crawled densely all over the dragon's phantom body.

Could this be some kind of binding skill?! No, that's not right! This thing is trying to break my skill! The purple lines crawled at an incredible speed, covering the entire dragon's body in the blink of an eye.

The moment the lines echoed each other at the beginning and end, the dark purple lines began to radiate a dim yet dazzling light.

Ding~
With a crisp shattering sound, the crimson dragon was completely disintegrated, turning into pieces of transparent crimson energy that scattered across the world.

At this moment, Lin Yi had already withdrawn his right hand, closed his eyes, and stood still.

When he unleashed the divine power of the Lord of Ten Thousand Souls and the Lord of the Dead, the resentment scattered throughout the world, as if summoned by their lord, frantically converged towards Lin Yi.

Upon witnessing this scene, Luo Bingxin and the Four Corpse Kings' expressions turned extremely ugly.

Everyone knew Lin Yi was omnipotent, but who would have known this kid would be this omnipotent?

That divine power, brimming with resentment, was absorbed by this kid so easily?!
You should know that the divine power level that Luo Bingxin and the Four Corpse Kings sensed in Lin Yi was E level. If he absorbed B level divine power, wouldn't he be afraid of exploding and dying?

My worries about Lin Yi were completely unnecessary.

Lin Yi has gotten to where he is today through his own abilities. What is the secret to his success? Could it be that he relied solely on the cheat of being possessed by a ghost or on luck? That's impossible!

He also relied on his wisdom and his decisiveness.

The incredible events that unfolded in his life, seemingly left to fate, were in fact all under his control.

The moment all the murderous aura entered Lin Yi's body, the man opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)