Chapter 510: Battle Against the Yimo King
A faintly cold yet humorous laughter suddenly echoed within the Devouring Realm, and as the sound resounded through the heavens and earth, endless Nine Nether Flames instantly surged forth.
In a flash, an astonishing heat enveloped the vast Devouring Realm entirely.
Under this horrifying temperature, the previously pervasive demonic energy within the Devouring Realm began to evaporate at an incredible rate.
Those demonic pythons, which had troubled even Profound Death stage experts, now let out piercing screams as flames ignited spontaneously upon their bodies, swiftly reducing them to nothingness.
This sudden turn of events startled everyone. They abruptly raised their heads, gazing upward in astonishment.
Infinite Nine Nether Flames roared down from the sky, exuding an eerie darkness, while simultaneously emitting an aura of immense danger that shook people's hearts.
Amidst the sea of flames stood a tall, slender figure in green robes.
Before his appearance, the entire realm had been dominated by the Yimo King's demonic aura, causing the very heavens to quake and tremble beneath his oppressive might.
Yet now, with the emergence of this young man, everyone could clearly sense the demonic energy rapidly dissipating. Even the terrifying might of the Yimo King seemed to be forcibly suppressed.
The countless powerful cultivators present stared in shock at this newcomer, evidently stunned. Who exactly was this mysterious youth who could actually suppress such a formidable existence as the Yimo King?
One must understand, this Yimo King was no ordinary being. In ancient times, even the Devouring Emperor had fallen battling him. Even now, freshly revived and far from his peak, ordinary Samsara stage experts would still find him terrifying.
"That is… Lin Langtian?!"
Some cultivators recognized the young man's face and immediately widened their eyes, filled with disbelief.
"How can it be Lin Langtian? When did his strength become this terrifying?!"
Recognizing Lin Langtian, many cultivators cried out in astonishment, their voices tinged with deep awe and shock.
"Lin Langtian?!"
This revelation sent waves of disbelief rippling through the crowd. Nobody had imagined that the young Lin Langtian could suddenly display such incredible power.
However, they quickly recalled Lin Langtian's other identity—the master of Tianfu. Could it be that this was his true strength?
Speculations filled everyone's minds, but regardless, Lin Langtian's displayed power rekindled hope in the hearts of the surviving experts.
"Damn it, it's that mysterious power again! Where did this brat acquire such formidable means?"
Seeing this, the Heaven Chief's expression turned grim. He vividly remembered the shocking battle between Tianfu and Yuan Gate, during which Lin Langtian had similarly erupted with a strength rivaling a Samsara stage expert, nearly killing Earth Yuanzi.
Now, Lin Langtian had once again revealed that frightening strength, causing unease to stir within the Heaven Chief. This young man always seemed capable of shocking everyone.
Beside him, the Earth Chief also looked gloomy but soon sneered coldly. "Relax. Even though Lin Langtian's power is peculiar, he's at best equivalent to a Samsara stage expert. Meanwhile, our lord is a King-level Yimo who, at his peak, was comparable to a Reincarnation stage expert. Even freshly revived, he's not someone Lin Langtian can confront. Now that this brat has willingly stepped forward, let our lord handle this problem for Yuan Gate!"
Hearing this, the Heaven Chief and Human Chief exchanged glances and nodded in agreement.
Indeed, having personally witnessed the terrifying strength of the Yimo race, they had chosen to betray humanity. Thus, no matter how shocking Lin Langtian's performance was, they refused to believe that a mere youth could defeat a King-level Yimo.
…
At this moment, flames writhed around Lin Langtian's body. Currently, he was akin to a slumbering dragon awakening from its long sleep, emitting an overwhelmingly formidable aura that surged forth like a tidal wave.
This was the power granted by the Bloodline Link!
Sensing the tremendous energy surging within, Lin Langtian couldn't help but smile slightly.
At times, he truly understood the thrill Yao Lao must have felt with Xiao Yan. Such overwhelming external strength was indeed intoxicating.
"Brother Langtian…"
Mu Lingshan gazed at Lin Langtian's straight-backed figure, clearly feeling the tremendous, surging strength within him, akin to a boundless ocean.
"The Master's aura… it's so powerful."
The Liu brothers, witnessing Lin Langtian's current state, also felt profound reverence. Although they had heard of his near-victory over Yuan Gate's Earth Yuanzi, this was their first time witnessing Lin Langtian personally unleash such incredible power.
Without a doubt, they were deeply convinced and filled with genuine awe.
Only now did they genuinely understand how Lin Langtian had managed to single-handedly establish Tianfu, a superpower in the Eastern Xuan Region—not merely through cunning schemes, but by sheer overwhelming strength!
"Lin Langtian…"
Tang Xinlian wiped the blood from her lips, staring gratefully at Lin Langtian, who had appeared in her most desperate moment, her beautiful eyes filled with surprise and gratitude.
"Leave the rest to me," Lin Langtian said softly. "After all, Yimo must be eradicated."
Lin Langtian cast a brief glance at Tang Xinlian without further words, turning calmly to face the Yimo King, his gaze sharpened with killing intent.
Tang Xinlian stared at Lin Langtian's back, momentarily entranced. Although his figure was not burly, those slender shoulders were currently bearing the weight of an immense calamity for them all.
At this instant, Lin Langtian's silhouette resembled the great, dependable presence that her master, Moro, always provided her.
This was the first time a young man had so strongly entered her heart, domineeringly yet unforgettably.
"Be careful!" Tang Xinlian finally whispered, biting her silver teeth.
She didn't attempt to dissuade him further, fully understanding that no one could stop this man whose battle intent surged into the heavens.
Lin Langtian paused slightly, then casually waved his hand and advanced towards the Yimo King, stopping about a hundred feet away.
"Your aura is peculiar indeed," the Yimo King commented, frowning slightly. "It seems your body harbors secrets."
Although the Yimo race was weak compared to other Outer Realm clans and seldom meddled in affairs beyond their world, the powerful among them still possessed some understanding of external realms.
Lin Langtian's sudden eruption of foreign strength gave the Yimo King a strange sensation—as if it didn't belong to this world at all.
"You Yimo should remain dead. Seeing you alive again truly disgusts me," Lin Langtian coldly responded, eyes narrowed. Had this Yimo King been at his peak, Lin Langtian would have immediately fled.
Fortunately, the Yimo King had only recently revived, nowhere near his prime, and was barely at peak General-level strength. Thus, with the aid of Ling Yi's bloodline connection, Lin Langtian held no fear of fighting him.
"Interesting. Even the Devouring Emperor dared not speak to me like this. You're truly arrogant, human child. But is it mere bravado, or do you truly possess sufficient strength?"
The Yimo King chuckled coldly, stepping forward and sending black ripples exploding outward from beneath his feet.
"Devil Tainted World!"
With his shout, the earth rapidly transformed into pitch-black demonic soil, spewing dense demonic energy. Within moments, tens of thousands of miles became thoroughly corrupted.
Everyone clearly felt the pollution spreading, corrupting even the natural Yuan power in the region. Inhaling it risked contamination and transformation into a demon, utterly evil and domineering.
Tang Xinlian's expression changed drastically. Only now did she truly realize that defeating this Yimo King was utterly beyond her. Perhaps only her master Moro himself could contend.
Her gaze fixed anxiously upon Lin Langtian, silently praying, "Lin Langtian… it's all up to you now."
Facing the surging demonic soil, Lin Langtian's expression grew solemn. His fingers rapidly formed seals before pointing forward.
Whoosh!
As he pointed, boundless Nine Nether Flames erupted violently. Empowered by Ling Yi's strength, even Samsara stage experts wouldn't easily withstand these flames.
Sizzle!
The flames swiftly burned across the corrupted soil, instantly incinerating nearly half of it, turning it into barren ash in mere moments.
Despite losing half his demonic soil, the Yimo King showed no panic, instead stomping fiercely once more.
"Demonic Art—Heaven-Devouring Demon Hand!"
Boom!
The corrupted earth exploded violently, releasing a gigantic, horrifying black hand thousands of feet wide from deep underground. Its palm possessed a gaping black mouth like an abyss, capable of devouring everything, including Samsara stage experts, with ease.
Tang Xinlian's heart tightened with dread at this sight, her entire being overwhelmed by the horror of this power.
"This Yimo King is no ordinary entity. Even among his own kind, he held immense status," said the Flame God Temple elder, appearing beside Tang Xinlian with a solemn expression.
"What about Lin Langtian?" she asked anxiously, genuinely fearful for him.
The elder sighed. "We can only leave it to fate now. If not for the Palace Master being occupied, we wouldn't be facing such peril."
Tang Xinlian silently bit her lips, hoping desperately that Lin Langtian—the young man who rose from a mere low-ranking dynasty in the Eastern Xuan Region and repeatedly created miracles—could perform another one.
Amidst everyone's tense gazes, Lin Langtian slowly extended his hand, revealing an exquisite fiery bead rotating in his palm, constantly shifting between three magnificent colors.
Quietly, he murmured:
"Great Flame Divine Pearl!"
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