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Chapter 477 Jealous of Me

The spiritual realm forcibly opened a crack in King Shenhuang's body, preventing Zhong Lin from being completely suppressed. So under the terrifying pressure, he slowly stood up, looked up at King Shenhuang, and his face showed a defiant look.

At the same time, he was secretly refining the Form and Spirit Gate. Before he really died, what he had to do was to frantically look for a way to survive. He had a cheat, and now he had comprehended the spiritual realm. As long as he gave himself time, the King Realm would be within his reach. It was natural that he could not want to seek death.

"It's just a field, is it that difficult?" Zhong Lin sneered.

is it hard?
Shit, that's very difficult.

The Tianjian Holy Land occupies an area but has only four powerful kings. The Zhantian Holy Land is relatively better, but there is only one more.

Are you telling me it’s difficult now?
The jealousy in King Shenhuang's heart was beyond words. He thought about how much suffering and hardships King Shenhuang had endured in order to break through the King Realm. He had experienced countless life and death crises in his life and seized countless opportunities. But even so, it took him a full thousand years to break through the King Realm.

But you, a mere warrior in the Yin-Yang realm, are able to comprehend the spiritual realm and obtain the key to step into the king realm. How can King Shenhuang accept this?

It's not like he hasn't seen geniuses before. He himself is a genius, but now he sees Zhong Lin and realizes what a genius he is. He is just a fool. Even if he is a genius, he is just a threshold to him.

"Who do you think you are? Even if you have comprehended the spiritual realm, what good is it? Ants will always be just ants. Kneel down in front of me." King Shenhuang shouted angrily.

An even more terrifying domain force pressed down on Zhong Lin's shoulders, trying to force him to the ground and crush his so-called pride.

puff!
Zhong Lin spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned even paler, and he fell to one knee on the ground.

However, this action made Zhong Lin laugh out loud, and the sound was very wild.

Compared to the previous prostration, now he is just kneeling on one knee, which is a great improvement.

Raising his head with difficulty, Zhong Lin sneered wantonly, "Are you jealous?"

The pupils of King Shenhuang shrank, and in an instant a doomsday aura rose into the sky. A pair of eyes like those of a ghost stared at Zhong Lin.

"Jealous? Just you?"

"Yes, I killed your proud disciple with a single blow, and I was only one major realm behind him. The Immortal Evil Emperor's inheritance that you wanted was obtained by me, and you could only watch helplessly. Even the Form God Sect is mine. You wanted to kill me because you were jealous of me, but unfortunately you couldn't bear to kill me. If you killed me, you would have nothing left, hahaha."

boom!
King Shenhuang took a fierce step forward, and a huge force acted on Zhong Lin again.

Click!Click!
Zhong Lin screamed miserably, and the sound of bones breaking came from all over his body. He turned directly into a pile of soft meat.

Severe pain swept through his body, but at this moment Zhong Lin's heart showed a hint of joy.

The plan succeeded.

The fire of jealousy in King Shenhuang's heart was completely ignited. Although doing so would cause him to suffer all kinds of torture, it would guarantee that he would not be killed immediately, and this was his chance.

Zhong Lin madly circulated his spiritual energy to refine a blood-red sphere hidden in his dantian. This object was the core of the Form and Spirit Sect. As long as he could refine it, he would be able to control the Form and Spirit Sect.

The Form and God Gate is the Immortal Evil Emperor's natal divine weapon, a divine imperial weapon of destiny, a treasure of a higher level than a royal weapon. If one can control it, even if he is still no match for the Godly King, he can use it to escape into it and save his life.

"Just a little bit more, just a little bit more. It doesn't need to be completely refined. As long as I have a preliminary grasp of it, I can manipulate the Form and Spirit Gate for some simple uses." Zhong Lin was still wailing in pain, but his heart was extremely calm, and he was even more crazy in his attempts.

"Kill me! King Shenhuang, you are a powerful king. What's the point of torturing me? Kill me! I killed your disciples and took away your opportunities. Don't you hate me? Kill me!"

Zhong Lin endured the pain in his body and roared angrily.

"Want to die? I won't grant your wish."

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Godly King. "I want you to know that the inheritance of the Undying Evil Emperor is not only not your opportunity, but your curse. You are indeed a genius. You have already refined the second level of the Undying Sutra, which allows you to rip out your heart and become immortal! You may even have refined the third level, which allows you to become immortal even after exploding your head. Great! That's how interesting you are. If I stomped you to death, how boring it would be. Only in this way can I properly refine you and make you truly feel that living in this world is the greatest regret."

As King Shenhuang spoke, Zhong Lin's body recovered again, but his face became paler and his breath became weaker.

The restoration of the physical body by the "Immortal Sutra" is not unconditional. It also requires the consumption of one's own blood, energy, and spiritual essence. The consumption is even greater before breaking through the realm of life and death.

Looking at Zhong Lin's body that had quietly recovered, King Shenhuang snorted and stepped into the air. A giant foot-shaped energy force fell from the sky and stepped heavily on Zhong Lin's body, stepping on him hard like pinching a bug.

The screams rang out again. This time, Zhong Lin was more seriously injured and his entire body turned into a pile of rotten flesh.

Amidst the rotten flesh, a faint glow appeared from the head. At the critical moment, Zhong Lin actually broke through the third level of the "Immortal Sutra", the so-called "Immortality from Headshot".

At this level, even if the head is chopped off or blown up, it can be reattached or a new head can grow.

The kick that King Shenhuang just made avoided Zhong Lin's head. After all, he didn't want to crush him to death. However, he didn't expect that it would help Zhong Lin break through the third level.

In this way, the physical body will no longer have any flaws. As long as the spiritual energy is not exhausted and the qi and blood are not dried up, the physical body can be repaired endlessly and be in perfect condition at all times.

King Shenhuang saw the whole scene, and jealousy burned in his eyes.

He never thought that he, a powerful king, would have such emotions towards a warrior in the Yin-Yang realm, but at this moment he did have a desire to destroy him.

In a rage, King Shenhuang took another step forward.

A pile of rotten flesh that had been trampled into a deep pit suddenly opened up a pair of bloody holes, revealing a pair of eyes. The eyes no longer had the madness just now, but were instead filled with a hint of mockery.

"I am the winner after all, King Shenhuang. I will repay you a hundredfold for the humiliation I suffered today."

A divine thought came out from the rotten flesh, followed by a trembling breath of mist.

"Is this... Xingshenmen? No..."

King Shenhuang's face changed drastically, and he roared angrily. He no longer cared about his playful attitude and rushed towards Zhong Lin. At this moment, even the void exploded and the heaven and earth trembled.

"stop."

A crack suddenly appeared in the solid void, and three figures stepped out.

(End of this chapter)