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Zhu Chen fought against many opponents, using his physical body and blood energy to push the four Ten Fierce Treasure Techniques to their limits. His spiritual body and dharma form moved together, and he managed to withstand the bombardment of more than ten sect leaders in a short period of time. He was even able to counterattack occasionally, forcing some sect leaders to panic and retreat repeatedly.

"Brother, let me lend you a hand!"

Xiao Yan's eyes were bloodshot, and he frantically compressed the strange fire in his palm, ready to rush forward to help Zhu Chen kill the enemy.

But at that moment, Ye Qingxian suddenly stepped forward and stopped him.

"Going up there won't help him; it will only distract him!"

Ye Qingxian's voice carried an unusual sternness.

She gently raised her jade-like hand, creating a clear light barrier that enveloped Xiao Yan, Lin Dong, Luo Feng, Qian Renxue, and the others.

"Are we just going to stand by and watch our eldest brother face the enemy alone there?"

Lin Dong roared loudly, his ancestral symbol power surging as he attempted to break through Ye Qingxian's defensive barrier.
Seeing this, Ye Qingxian shook her head and sighed, "Although you have the potential to become young prodigies with unlimited potential, you are still no different from ants in front of a true sect leader. Forcibly intervening will only become Zhu Chen's weakness, forcing him to divert his attention to protect you..."

Ye Qingxian's words were like a bucket of cold water poured on everyone's hearts, calming Xiao Yan and the others down.

Although they were very unwilling, they had to admit that what Ye Qingxian said at that moment was the truth.

Even the slightest ripple of the aftershocks of the battle raging in the air sent shivers down their spines.

That was not a battlefield they could set foot on.

Wang Lin stood silently at the edge of the light shield, his deep eyes fixed on the sky, lost in thought.

"--boom!"

At this moment, Zhu Chen's True Dragon Dharma Form tore apart the two deathly Nether Dragons of the Netherworld Master with a single claw.

However, it itself was also shaken, causing its golden light to dim and it to retreat several steps.

"Hehehe~, is this your Ten Fierce Treasures Technique? In my opinion, it's nothing special..."

The leader of the Underworld let out a sinister laugh.

He seized the opportunity to get closer and used his pair of withered, black claws to gouge out Zhu Chen's heart.

It's now!

Wang Lin's eyes flashed with a sharp light. Without the slightest hesitation, he suddenly raised his hands, creating countless afterimages in front of his chest. In an instant, an extremely complex restriction seal was completed!
"—Buzz!"

The void trembled!

Thousands of flags, exuding a sinister and terrifying aura, suddenly emerged from Wang Lin's body without warning, densely packed and blotting out the sky!

Each of those banners was not a physical object, but a phantom formed from countless runes and restrictions, covered with restriction lines, totaling as many as 999,999!
Just one last step and it will be completely perfect!

This is a batch of forbidden banners that Wang Lin painstakingly created on Vermilion Bird Star!
These prohibition banners were originally intended to deal with those troublesome people on the Heavenly Fortune Star.

But at this moment, he took it out without hesitation.

"—Freeze!"

Wang Lin forced out a drop of essence blood containing his Daoist thoughts from his fingertips.

The essence of blood transformed into a final crimson rune, which shot towards the thousands of forbidden banners!
"--laugh!"

When the last barrier fell!
Thousands of prohibition banners suddenly burst forth with dazzling light.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth began to surge wildly backward, and was eventually swallowed up by the forbidden banner.

"--boom!"

"--Bang!!"

"--Bang!!!"

A destructive aura of heavenly tribulation suddenly descended!

"—BOOM!!!"

A bolt from the blue!

The sky, which was originally filled with various supernatural lights, suddenly cracked open with countless dark fissures.

Terrifying bolts of lightning, gleaming with destructive light, crashed down from the heavens like enraged thunder dragons!

Their target is none other than others.

It was the leader of the Underworld.

"Sizzle!"

Under Wang Lin's guidance, the tribulation lightning instantly converged into an unimaginably violent torrent of thunder, and then at an extremely fast speed, it directly blasted towards the Netherworld Sect Master who was about to attack Zhu Chen!
"What?" A warning alarm blared in the mind of the Underworld Master.

The supreme yang and primal power contained within the thunder instilled an instinctive fear in his body, which cultivated the Yin Death Path!

He wanted to dodge.

But the torrent of thunder fell too fast!
There was no time to dodge!
"--boom!!!"

A loud bang.

A massive burst of lightning erupted, instantly engulfing the Netherworld Sect Master!

The chaotic mist surrounding the Netherworld Master began to rapidly dissolve under the tribulation lightning.

Even his body, which was as hard as divine gold, was instantly charred black, revealing the rotting flesh underneath!

This happened so fast!

Before Xiao Yan and the others could react, they saw Wang Lin's forbidden banner tribulation lightning strike the Netherworld Sect Master.

Even Ye Qingxian didn't expect that a seemingly insignificant guy below, whose aura was far from reaching the level of a sect leader, could actually attract such terrifying heaven and earth tribulation lightning!

However, activating thousands of prohibition banners at once was an enormous burden for Wang Lin.

But his offensive did not stop there.

"Strike while the iron is hot and take your life!"

Wang Lin slapped his storage bag, and a huge, jet-black soul banner shot into the sky, which he then held in his hand.

This banner is not a forbidden banner, but a banner for ten billion souls!
As soon as this banner appeared, the temperature in the entire capital of the Fire Kingdom plummeted, and countless illusory faces of vengeful spirits appeared on the banner.

That was the Soul Banner that Wang Lin had collected and refined after slaughtering an entire fourth-level cultivation kingdom!

The souls inside were of poor quality.

But its advantage lies in its large quantity.

It is sufficient to handle the current situation.

"--burst!"

Wang Lin formed hand seals and exhaled a breath of his vital energy.

To ensure that he could kill the leader of the Underworld Sect.

Instead of using the Soul Banner to attack, Wang Lin chose the most extreme method.

Blow up!

"Do not!!!"

As the words fell.

The next moment, the Ten Billion Soul Banner suddenly collapsed inward.

Immediately, a devastating storm exploded!

This storm was formless and intangible, yet it targeted the soul, like billions of poisoned soul needles that ignored the body's defenses and fiercely pierced the Netherworld Master who had just suffered severe injuries!

"—Ughhhhh!"

Before the lightning of the tribulation had completely dissipated, the pitch-black storm rushed directly onto the Netherworld Master!

The screams of the Underworld Master abruptly ceased, replaced by a desperate sob of a soul being torn apart inch by inch.

His powerful, cult-level divine soul finally suffered unimaginable damage under this highly targeted double attack!

As the corpse of the Underworld Master fell from the sky.

Everyone stared in shock at the pale-faced, weak-breathing young man standing ramrod straight below.

Wang Lin met Zhu Chen's gaze, nodded slightly, his eyes remaining calm, as if he had only done a trivial matter.

But his decisive, ruthless, and meticulously planned actions deeply shocked everyone present, including Ye Qingxian.

"Second brother... awesome!"

Xiao Yan murmured, feeling a deep sense of awe for his taciturn second brother for the first time.

...(End of this chapter)