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Chapter 468: Immortal Evil Emperor
"Xingshen Sect? Immortal Evil Emperor? Emperor? Could it be that he is a powerful emperor who is even stronger than the king?"

"The ancient place where the mighty ancient master passed away that the Zhenhai Sect found turned out to be occupied by an emperor-level expert?"

Zhong Lin really didn't know what to say about Zhenhai Sect's luck at this moment. It was bad luck, right? They actually found the place where an emperor passed away. If they could inherit it, who knows, the Zhenhai Sect might become the "Sacred Land of Zhenhai" in the future.

But if they were lucky, the news leaked out before the excavation even started, which led to the arrival of a powerful king, and the entire sect was wiped out.

I don’t know if it’s luck or misfortune.

However, these are no longer the issues that Zhong Lin needs to consider. What he needs to consider now is how to survive.

"For now, we have to fight for our lives and fight to the death."

Zhong Lin gritted his teeth and burst out with unprecedented strength. He cut through the chaotic flow of void in front of him with a knife, and flew towards the "Xingshen Gate" with a whoosh.

There is an unknowable unknown ahead, and the King Shenhuang who is doomed to die behind. Even a fool knows what to choose.

The huge Form and Spirit Gate was rippling with waves, as if it sensed Zhong Lin's approach and the restrictions reacted instinctively.

The ripples spread out with great power. Faintly, in the void, a long howl like a landslide or tsunami could be heard, and it seemed as if billions of horses were rushing forward at once.

"How dare you, beast?"

Upon seeing this, King Shenhuang roared, opened his five fingers, and grabbed towards Zhong Lin fiercely. The huge palm stretched out for dozens of miles, breaking through layers of void, and grabbed towards Zhong Lin fiercely. He actually captured Zhong Lin before he entered the Form and Spirit Gate.

The huge palm continued to expand in front of Zhong Lin's eyes, and the speed was so fast that he had no time to react.

A look of despair appeared on Zhong Lin's face. At this moment, he finally understood why Chi Zhonglin and Bian Yingjie did not even have the courage to take action after knowing that King Shenhuang was coming.

Become the king! Become the king!
The king of martial arts.

This is the king of martial arts. Ordinary warriors facing the king are just like ordinary people facing princes and nobles. They have no power to resist.

Boom! ! !
At this moment, the Xingshen Gate suddenly burst out with thousands of rays of light. The rays of light burst out with great pressure. As soon as they appeared, the terrifying palm of King Shenhuang began to collapse. Then the rays of light reflected back and actually wrapped around King Shenhuang fiercely, wanting to kill this person who disrespected the majesty of heaven.

"Soul-scattering rays of light! Not good."

King Shenhuang's face changed. He felt a strong sense of crisis at this moment. He punched with both hands repeatedly, and the red-gold blood surged. A series of terrifying fist attacks were directed at the scattered soul light.

Countless explosions sounded from his body, and the rosy light surrounding him was shattered in an instant.

"What a powerful soul-dispersing light. The Immortal Evil Emperor is worthy of being a powerful emperor. Even after being dead for ten thousand years, he can still leave behind such a method." King Shenhuang said with a grim expression.

In martial arts practice, the gap between each realm is as huge as heaven and earth. The gap between the Emperor Realm and the King Realm is even greater than the gap between the King Realm and the mortals who practice martial arts.

The only ray of light left by the Immortal Evil Emperor made him feel a sense of crisis. If he was really entangled, he would be skinned alive even if he was immortal.

On the other side, Zhong Lin was frantically circulating his spiritual energy, his body transformed into a long rainbow of white light, and as fast as lightning, he slammed directly into the Form and Spirit Gate, completely ignoring the "Soul-Dispersing Glow" that enveloped it.

With a clear sound, Zhong Lin disappeared without a trace, as if he had disappeared into the sea.

… “Hahaha, I finally won the bet.”

Zhong Lin sat down on the ground, laughing loudly, his face full of joy at surviving the disaster.

Faced with a powerful king who is chasing him relentlessly, the only thing Zhong Lin can do is to enter the Xingshen Gate. Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, this is his only way to survive.

Fortunately, it was just as he thought, the Xingshen Gate was not a dead end, and he finally stepped in.

After calming down, Zhong Lin slowly stood up, looked around, and took in the surroundings.

All the pressure disappeared. There was no spatial turbulence, no void cracks, and no pursuit by powerful kings. All that was in front of him was an empty hall.

This palace is extremely vast and majestic, with pillars and stele towering up one after another, like an ancient maze. However, this magnificent palace is very desolate. It is full of ancient traces, abandoned steps, broken chairs, and... weathered bones.

That’s right, there are tons of bones in this hall, and some residual light in the bones is faintly flickering, as if it is some magical weapon.

It seems that many people died in this hall.

Zhong Lin even saw some fresh corpses among these bones.

"Someone from Zhenhai Sect."

Zhong Lin frowned slightly, but he understood in his heart that the inheritance of the powerful emperor was something that the Zhenhai Sect would definitely not come in to explore. However, looking at the corpses in front of him made him feel a chill in his heart.

This is indeed not a good place!

Instead of taking action immediately, he took out a Five Elements Spirit Gathering Pill and swallowed it into his stomach. The "Five Elements Hunyuan Gong" was activated, and the spiritual energy in his dantian quickly recovered. After the transformation, the "Five Elements Hunyuan Gong" was no longer the Amon of yesterday. It only took him a short while to completely digest the pill.

He slowly stood up and walked forward, stepping on a series of white bones. The bones seemed to be rotten and were crushed into powder in an instant, which scared Zhong Lin.

"How could this be? A warrior's body is as hard as iron even without special tempering. Even if the body rots, the bones won't decay."

The physical bodies of masters in the Spirit Embryo Realm have transformed into spiritual bodies. After death, they will not decay even if buried underground for hundreds of years, and their bones are extremely hard. However, these bones in front of him could not decay and were crushed into powder in an instant. So either they have been there for too long, so long that even the physical bodies of warriors like diamonds have become fragile, or there is something strange in this secret realm. Either way, it is enough for Zhong Lin to be careful.

With a thought, the Donghuang Bell floated out from between his eyebrows, hovered above his head, and cast down thousands of rays of light.

He clenched the Demon-Breaking Sword tightly in his right hand and looked around with a wary look on his face.

He walked slowly towards the depths of the hall, stepping on various bones, making crackling sounds, while searching for various valuable things.

There are all kinds of dead people here. Judging from the clothes on their bodies and the weapons beside them, they come from all walks of life, from all sects, from all regions and all schools.

However, it had already become rotten by now, and even the weapons beside it were covered in rust. Zhong Lin picked up a rusty sword from a pile of bones. It looked like a piece of scrap metal.

The vitality within it had long since dissipated, and with the slightest touch it turned into a pile of debris, not even as good as ordinary steel.

(End of this chapter)