I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Dong Yang crawled up from the ground, and after a brief moment of stunned silence, his battle intent was reignited. A divine light of unprecedented intensity burst forth from his inky-black arms, as if they were capable of sucking away humans’ souls.

“You want me to experience despair? Impossible! You won’t be able to defeat me! Experience horror and despair!”

Dong Yang roared as he charged toward An Lin and Little Xie.

“We have to finish this quickly,” An Lin said with tears flowing down his face.

Little Xie nodded with red-rimmed eyes.

An Lin’s arm became extremely crimson as a terrifying power of flames converged.

His right arm began to expand, and the blood vessels within bulged, all of which had been transformed into the color of his holy flame. His entire arm lit up, as if the sun had suddenly appeared within the inky-black abyss, lighting up everything within!

Five Times, Fire God Fist!

An Lin launched his fist toward Dong Yang.

If An Lin’s attack were the sun, then Dong Yang’s attack would be the darkness of despair.

This was a clash between light and darkness!

Boom!

The clash of energy twisted the space around them.

A scintillating sun crashed down, while abyssal darkness rose to meet it.

Their clash sent devastating, destructive winds sweeping forth for over fifty kilometers, reducing the ground around them to dust.

Da Bai was already standing quite far away and had used his Shield of Promised Victory, but he was still swept through the air for over a kilometer as he threw up a mouthful of blood.

“What a terrifying battle! Are they trying to destroy this entire abyss? Woof!”

Da Bai looked on with astonishment at the earth-shattering battle taking place before his eyes.

At the center of the collision.

An Lin’s attack was the epitome of power and heat, and the darkness was beginning to tear open!

Dong Yang’s twisted, black fist began to shatter and melt.

This terrifying power did not stop at just his fist. It extended all the way through his arm before finally annihilating his entire arm into nothingness!

Dong Yang let loose a wail of agony as he plummeted from the sky.

A petite figure suddenly flashed toward him and slashed down with her inky-black sword.

“Experience despair.”

A faint smile appeared on Little Xie’s face, but her eyes glowed with a frosty, ruthless light.

A series of sword projections, which were sharp to the extreme, tore through the air toward Dong Yang, each of which was powerful enough to decapitate mountains and part oceans!

Dong Yang was still in a free-fall after receiving An Lin’s terrifying blow and was thus unable to defend himself effectively against the sword projections. As a result, a series of ghastly wounds instantly appeared all over his body.

Blood exploded forth, and there was no longer any unscathed patch of skin on his body.

Boom!

Dong Yang’s body crashed to the ground, and the entire abyss seemed to have tremored slightly.

He was in an extremely sorry state. His internal organs had been pulverized, and he had been reduced to a gruesome mass of blood and flesh. If it weren’t for his insanely powerful life force, such injuries would have been enough to kill an average Return to Void Stage mighty figure dozens of times.

“Do… do you… feel despair…”

Dong Yang was still unwilling to give up and reverted back to his old tricks.

An Lin and Little Xie descended before him with cold smiles on their faces.

“I can feel your despair,” An Lin said with a buoyant grin.

Dong Yang: “…”

“I won’t die! I am the most powerful, most terrifying unkillable demon! I will hunt you down with frenetic madness while boundless despair awaits you…” Dong Yang’s demonic voice was imbued with the infectious power of depravity, and it invaded An Lin and Little Xie’s eardrums.

In that instant, a hint of fear and horror suddenly welled up in An Lin’s heart.

“Looks like the effects are wearing off. I need another dose!”

An Lin abruptly glared at the little girl beside him!

“Waah…!” Little Xie was struck by a wave of crushing grief, and she began to sob again.

“F*ck off! You’re the one who needs another dose, why are you making me cry? Waah…” Humiliated and in rage, Little Xie raised her Evil-Slaying Sword and attacked An Lin.

An Lin immediately evaded her attacks and pulled out his Vermilion Bird Mirror to make himself cry again.

“Waah!” An Lin was also howling tearfully. “I was just trying to make sure!”

The two of them sobbed as they bickered, creating an extremely peculiar scene to behold.

Da Bai carefully approached them, and his expression shifted to one of shock as he looked at the two people bawling their eyes out. “Are you two mourning Dong Yang? Woof!”

Dong Yang: “…”

An Lin and Little Xie: “…”

“Let’s take care of business first.” An Lin looked down at Dong Yang. “Where is the last Dark Bead?”

Dong Yang panted as he chuckled coldly. “Why should I say anything to someone that is about to die? Experience despair…”

The veins on An Lin’s forehead bulged. “This b*stard is still sleep talking?”

Little Xie raised her sword expressionlessly. “There’s no point in wasting more words. Let me finish him!”

She unleashed an extremely terrifying sword projection as she spoke.

In his current state, Dong Yang was unable to muster up any resistance. The moment the sword projection descended would be the moment he died.

However, right at this moment.

An insubstantial black figure suddenly appeared in front of Dong Yang before raising its hand.

Little Xie’s devastating sword projection instantly disappeared without a trace.

It really disappeared. Regardless of whether it was the sword intent or the energy imbued within the strike, everything had been completely wiped off the face of the world, as if a switch had been flicked between “existence” and “non-existence”.

An Lin and Little Xie’s expressions shifted drastically.

“Who are you?” An Lin interrogated with a grave expression as he prepared to defend himself at a moment’s notice.

The black figure opened its eyes, revealing a pair of eyes as dazzling as the stars. “I am the Night Monarch, the monarch of the Abyss of Evil.”

“Pffft… Another self-proclaimed monarch.” An Lin couldn’t help but burst into laughter. “You’re already the third one. It appears everyone is delusional here.”

“Buy one get one free, I can cut down both of them now.” Little Xie pursed her lips with a disdainful expression.

Night Monarch: “…”

After a short pause, the Night Monarch continued, “I really am the monarch of the Abyss of Evil.”

An extremely terrifying aura burst forth from his body as he spoke.

This aura was ancient and boundless, as if an eternal night had descended upon the world.

An Lin and Little Xie’s expressions instantly shifted drastically.

They had only experienced an aura of this caliber from the likes of Ziwei and the Celestial Thearch.

This was a Dao Integration Stage super mighty figure!

An Lin’s smile congealed on his face, and he took a deep breath before speaking in a respectful tone, “Esteemed monarch of the Abyss of Evil, Senior Night Monarch, may I ask why you have come here?”

The Night Monarch faltered slightly at An Lin’s sudden change of tack before replying, “Dong Yang cannot die. He is an important research subject of mine.”

“Research subject?” An Lin stared at the Night Monarch with astonishment on his face.

Using a sinister devil that had attained the power of the divine dao as a research subject? The very thought of it was insane!

“But…” An Lin was a little hesitant.

“You’re here for the Dark Bead, right? I can give it to you.” The Night Monarch seemed to have read An Lin’s mind, and he splayed open his palm over Dong Yang’s back, upon which a peculiar dark light flashed past.

In the next instant, a translucent, inky-black bead had appeared in his hand.

The Night Monarch tossed the bead to An Lin without any hesitation. “Here you go.”

An Lin caught the Dark Bead and was momentarily stunned.

What an easygoing monarch…

However, a thought then suddenly occurred to him. “How do you know I want the Dark Beads?”

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