Against the Gods

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Zhai Liancheng's whole body collapsed, with severe damage everywhere.

The thunderous thunder that filled his body bound his body and strength, but at the same time it also protected him and would definitely not kill him.

The worst thing is that his consciousness is always awake, but his eyes are blurry and lifeless, and his heart and soul are as gray as ashes.

He couldn't make any sound, and even shouting the most shameful word "surrender" was a luxury. Now he could only long for himself to pass out quickly to stop this humiliation, imagining that when he woke up, he would find that everything was just a nightmare. "Zhai Liancheng," Yun Che's voice, which was thousands of times scarier than the devil's whisper, came from his soul: "You have to be careful when you speak in the future. Fortunately, I have a good temper and don't hold grudges. If you meet someone with a bad temper, I'm afraid

How can I be so kind and reward you with such great authority even though my head has been smashed by you? "

The thunderbolt of heavenly calamity on Zhai Liancheng quickly dissipated, and the severe pain overwhelmed his senses, but not only the humiliation and hatred in his heart.

His lips were finally able to move, but it was just a trembling opening and closing, and he couldn't make a sound before he passed out completely.

Yun Che kicked out and sent Zhai Liancheng flying towards Zhai Kexie, whose face was covered in blood.

Zhai Kexie hurriedly reached out and took Zhai Liancheng in his hand. Before he could check the injury, Yun Che's leisurely voice came to his ears: "Master Panxuan, it's time for you to announce the result of this battle."

Zhai Kexie raised his head and stared at Yun Che with his sinister eyes... His most proud son was finished, completely finished.

Today's humiliation will be his mark of shame forever. No matter how dazzling his achievements are in the future, he will never be able to escape. In fact, when anyone sees or mentions him, the first thing that comes to mind will always be today.

How cruel and vicious this is.

While Zhai Kexie was extremely angry, he was followed by an even more chilling feeling.

Such insidious methods leave no room at all. This means that he, Yun Che... does not take Pan Xuan Sect into his eyes at all.

In fact, he was not even afraid of the Knights of the Abyss.

The cultivation of the Divine Sovereign Realm is so terrifying that the strength exceeds the understanding... What kind of terrifying origin is behind the name "Yun Che" that is destined to be false?

Lie Qianhong of Liesha Sect said forward: "If Panxuan Sect Master is inconvenienced, I will let Lie Mou come and announce it on my behalf."

"In the first battle of the Linshen Meeting, Wanrenzong was defeated first and ranked last, Panxuanzong... came second, and the Helian royal family won completely, ranking first!"

As a result, the Helian royal family has firmly entered the Linshen realm, but no one in the Helian family is cheering, some are dull, some are confused, as if they are still in a ridiculous dream and have not woken up.

Compared with before the war, the way everyone looked at Yun Che had undergone earth-shaking changes, and their hearts were twitching under repeated violent tremors.

As for Yun Che in their eyes...his expression had not changed much from beginning to end, as if he was not torturing the strongest disciples of Panxuan Sect and Wanren Sect, but just casually pinched to death a person who was jumping around on the roadside. Just a grasshopper.

Ximen Boyun did not speak and had nothing to say.

And now his attention has almost entirely fallen on Yun Che. Those seemingly calm and silent eyes...the rest of the light has been locked on Yun Che's location.

Yun Che turned around calmly and patted Mo Cangying on the shoulder: "Brother Mo, it's just the Panxuan Sect and the Wanren Sect. As expected, the two of us are enough."

"..." Mo Cangying looked at him blankly, her throat twitching, but she was speechless.

After leaving the battlefield and returning to the Helian royal family, Helian Lingzhu rushed over. She stood in front of Yun Che, her eyes filled with mist and tears, like dew-stained crystal: "Master Yun Che... you... …I……"

"Eldest Princess, you are fortunate to have lived up to your fate." Yun Che responded with a smile: "It seems that Helian will prepare more candidates to enter the Linshen Realm this time."

Helian Lingzhu nodded vigorously. She was looking into Yun Che's eyes as if she were looking up to the gods descended from heaven for her.

"Yun Che," Ku Xian said, with a look of wonder in his old eyes: "Who are you...?"

Yun Che shook his head: "I am just a person who has temporarily lost his past."

"Haha." Ku Xian smiled lightly and did not ask any more questions.

At this moment, Yun Che suddenly turned his eyes and looked at Helian Linglang and the Helian Xuanzhe surrounding him.

Under his gaze, Helian Linglang's whole body trembled violently, and he stumbled back, almost falling to the ground.

A pair of shrinking pupils were filled with fear.

"Speaking of which," Yun Che glanced at them indifferently, as if he were a catfly: "When the Linshen Realm opens, do you have the nerve to go in? I'm looking forward to it."

In one sentence, those Helian disciples were shaken and their faces turned red.

If Yun Che dared to say such words before the war, they would definitely be furious on the spot. But now...their heads are drooping more and more, not to mention saying anything, no one even dares to touch Yun Che's eyes.

The dignified Young Master Panxuan was turned into a humiliating human stick in his hands, and they were nothing more.

On the other side, Bailin League is located.

Ximen Qi's legs were trembling, and his hands that had not yet fully healed were trembling so much that they almost fell apart again. His face was even paler than the day he was seriously injured and humiliated by Yun Che.

"Did you see it?" Ximen Borong said solemnly: "You only lost one hand that day, so you are lucky!"

Ximen Qi's throat made a heavy "gumble" sound.

Putting himself in Zhailian City, he suddenly felt that Yun Che that day was as kind as the Holy Father Tianque. "In the realm of the divine king, with such strength... the knights of the abyss are not afraid at all." Ximen Borong breathed heavily: "His origin is probably far more terrifying than previously thought. Maybe... which kingdom of gods he is from Come down and play in the world

The son of the god! "

Ximen Qi's eyes suddenly dilated, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time.

Ximen Borong is definitely not alone in thinking this way.

In Chi Wuyao's life experience, there is a saying: The most feared enemy is often not the enemy who is too powerful, but the enemy who knows nothing.

The unknown is the greatest fear, and this applies to any field.

The three major sects are the real giants in the Linyuan world, but they know how terrifying the outside world is. Once touched, the opponent can turn their decades of accumulation into dust with just a snap of their fingers.

Without being able to detect any details about Yun Che or even his origins, the more powerful he became, the more suspicious and fearful the three major sects became.

And if they knew that Yun Che was actually just a rootless duckweed, their revenge would not wait until the next moment.

As all the Nanming Divine Sources were dissipated in the Battle of Mo Beichen, Yun Che could no longer sustain the Divine Ember state. Even with the ultimate power, it is only comparable to a half-step divine annihilation, and absolutely unable to compete head-on with any of the three major sects.

But now, Yun Che's extremely ruthless methods and extremely arrogant bluffing have frightened the three major sects and made them think a lot.

Before Yun Che’s identity and origins are thoroughly investigated, I am afraid that I will never dare to touch him at all.

The second battle of the Linshen Meeting pits the Lisha Sect against the Bailin League.

The Disciples of the Lisha Sect entered the battlefield first, with six lower-level divine masters and four divine monarchs, but no outside aid.

In comparison, the disciples of the Bailin League looked much bleaker.

Among the nine disciples who entered the arena, there were only two first-level divine masters, and the other seven were all divine masters.

However, Lie Qianhong, the leader of Liesha Sect, had a serious look on his face.

The Bailin Alliance has found a powerful foreign aid... This is something that the three major sects all know. It's just that no one in the three sects knows who this foreign aid is.

Until...a gray figure slowly fell from the sky and stood behind the nine Bailin disciples.

This person was wearing an extremely wide and thick gray-white robe that covered his entire body, reaching down to his ankles, making it difficult to distinguish his figure.

The gray-white robe seemed to be made of the roughest mortal cloth. There were no mysterious power patterns engraved on it, and there was not even the slightest trace of modification.

What's even weirder is that his head and even his neck are completely covered by a gray-white hood made of the same material, with no trace of skin or hair exposed.

Obviously, this person doesn't want to show any of his appearance in this Linyuan world.

Including... Before this, his sense of existence was extremely low. Before his appearance, few people noticed his existence.

All the eyes of the audience were focused on this man in gray who was obviously out of tune with the other Bailin disciples, and there was a lot of discussion.

It was also the first time that Zhai Kexie and Wan Wei noticed this man in gray. Their expressions were surprisingly consistent...at first they frowned, then became confused, and finally turned into deep shock.

Where the Helian royal family was, Ku Xian also had a look of shock on his face, and his aura was momentarily confused.

Mo Cangying suddenly felt something, and asked sideways, "Master, what's the difference?"

Ku Xian breathed out lightly and whispered: "This is... an eighth-level divine master."

"...What!?" Mo Cangying lost her voice in shock.

An eighth-level god master who is under ten years old... What is this concept?

In the history of Linyuan Realm, the most outstanding genius that has ever appeared was the 17th Lord of the Helian Kingdom... Helian Kunlun.

From the Linshen Realm, he obtained a god-given artifact [Lin Bone Spirit Orchid], and from then on he was reborn and became a sixth-level God Lord at the age of ten years.

After that, he completed the breakthrough to the realm of God Lord and became a demigod.

The Helian Dynasty of that generation was a prosperous Helian that no force could shake.

[Lin Gu Ling Lan] reborn him and at the same time, his longevity also increased significantly. He should have been extinguished long ago, but with the method of sealing his breath, he managed to survive until today and became the last guardian of the Helian royal family.

The three major sects are also aware of the existence of Helian Kunlun, and this is their biggest...or only fear of the Helian royal family.

And [Lin Bone Linglan] has since become Lin Yuanxuan's most coveted divine object. The greatest desire of everyone who enters the Linshen Realm is to find a [Lin Bone Spirit Orchid]. But unfortunately, [Lin Bone Spirit Orchid] only appeared once. In the following eras, Linshen Realm was searched by generations of people, but no trace of [Lin Bone Spirit Orchid] was ever found. Only the records and legends about it will remain forever

It constantly stimulates the deepest desire of every Linyuan profound practitioner.

And this man in gray is actually an eighth-level god... far better than the Helian Kunlun who was born from the [Lin Bone Spirit Orchid] and became the Lin Yuan myth.

Such a person must be from a very high plane. What method did the Bailin Alliance use to invite such a person to its advantage?

"..." Ku Xian stared at him and said nothing for a long time.

In fact, what surprised him the most was that an eighth-level god...he had not noticed his existence at all before.

Yun Che's eyes briefly fixed on the man in gray, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Such a person, and he is so taboo about his identity being known to others, why would he come to Linyuan Realm to fight for a small Bailin Alliance?

Ximen Boyun’s face? Favor?

Judging from his cryptic attitude, it was definitely not the case.

Then there is only one possibility.

This person, like himself, wants to enter the Linshen realm.

He had a reason to enter the Linshen Realm, and why... There was no trace of the power of earth in his body.

etc……

This seems... to be a woman! ?

When his eyes fell on this person's hood again, his keen vision, which was not corroded by Yuan Chen, could faintly see two lines through the gray-white cloth...

Deep black marks crisscrossing the face.

Scarface?

Is she covering her face so tightly just to hide the dark marks on her face?

Seeing the man in gray enter, Ximen Boyun was calm, and Ximen Boyong smiled with determination.

After Lie Qianhong was shocked, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

He had known that the Bailin League had foreign aid, but he never thought that this foreign aid would be so terrifying.

In the last battle, instead of being defeated miserably, the Helian royal family brutally tortured Panxuan Sect and Wanren Sect. Its final ranking was the lowest and second.

Among the three major sects, his Lisha Sect is the weakest.

And if we lose to the Bailin League again...

Then, it will not be the Helian royal family that loses the qualification to enter the Linshen Realm, but his Liesha Sect!

Lie Zhuoyang, the young master of Liesha Sect, was burning with fighting spirit. Suddenly, an inexplicable feeling of suffocation came, and the surrounding atmosphere became extremely strange.

He turned his head to look at where the sect was, only to find that his father's face was a shocking livid color.

Sensing Lie Zhuoyang's gaze, Lie Qianhong took a long breath and said via voice: "The other side...is an eighth-level divine master."

"What..." Lie Zhuoyang's expression changed drastically and he blurted out.

"Give up." Lie Qianhong's voice was weak: "That man in gray can crush all of you by himself. He has no chance of winning."

"Although it is shameful to admit defeat directly. But keep all your strength and condition, while Panxuan Sect and Wanren Sect are seriously injured by Yun Che... maybe there is a chance."

"..." Lie Zhuoyang gritted his teeth, and the fighting spirit that had just been ignited in his heart was completely suppressed by the words "Eighth Level God Lord".

However, he did not admit defeat immediately. Instead, he pointed at the man in gray and asked in a deep voice: "Since you have already entered the battlefield, why should you hide your head and tail? At least... you should let us know your name."

The figure and breath of the man in gray were unmoving, just like a dead person.

Just when everyone thought she didn't want to pay attention to the young master of Lisha, they heard her slowly say:

"Chilong Clan, Longjiang." The voice was cold and hoarse, but it was still identifiable as a woman's voice.