712: C712 Kill

C712 Kill

Su Yeh flew all the way out of the Forest of Death.

He didn't expect that Mr. Jiang's flying speed wasn't slow either. He turned into a series of afterimages, and Mr. Jiang didn't even take a detour to the Land of Rebirth. Instead, he took a big turn, wanting to escape into the Forest of Death once again.

Su Yeh's divine sense had already locked on Mr. Jiang. No matter how he hid in the forest, it was impossible for him to escape.

"Today, no one can save you!"

Su Yeh circulated his true qi once again and closed a large distance. He could already see Mr. Jiang's figure.

Mr. Jiang cursed as he ran for his life. "Damn little bastard, it turns out that you are also cultivating true qi. Who are you? Where did you learn it from?"

Su Yeh didn't answer his question. Instead, he condensed his Divine Sense and passed through Mr. Jiang's mask, bombarding Mr. Jiang's Divine Sense with it.

Boom!

Mr. Jiang's body swayed, and he almost fell from the sky. He turned his head and looked back in horror. He didn't expect that Su Yeh would also use Divine Sense. He couldn't guess Su Yeh's identity either, so he shouted.

"You, who are you exactly? You have also opened your Divine Sense. Which cultivator of the Sacred Land dares to attack me?"

"Even if you die, you won't know!"

As Su Yeh spoke, he had already closed the distance between them. With one hand, he slashed out a blade light.

While flying, Mr. Jiang was unable to resist at all. He was directly hit on the back and immediately fell to the ground. Although this blade light was not fatal, it had already made it difficult for Mr. Jiang to escape.

"Little bastard! If I was at my peak, killing you would be like killing a chicken!"

Mr. Jiang shouted angrily. He grabbed from his wide sleeve and took out a Death God Scythe. It seemed like he was going to fight to the death.

Su Yeh's eyes turned cold. He had enough experience in battle. With a swoosh, he appeared in front of Mr. Jiang and struck out with his palm.

* Hong Long! *

Mr. Jiang only had time to defend himself before he was sent flying and broke several tree trunks. In shock, the Death God's Scythe in his hand slashed out fiercely once again. With a whoosh, a black light slashed at Su Yeh's waist.

This black light was just like the last time. When it was slashed halfway, it instantly turned into hundreds of black lights. It was as if hundreds of Death God's Scythe had appeared, and it blotted out the sky and blotted out the earth as it attacked.

"You want to use the same move twice against me?"

Su Yeh shouted angrily. He clenched his fist, and thousands of lightning bolts gathered in his fist. After that, he punched out fiercely.

He broke the technique with his bare hands!

A piercing sound was heard. Before his fist could reach them, it had already shattered the black light.

The powerful fist wind still directly hit Mr. Jiang's face. With a bang, Mr. Jiang was once again sent flying backwards, crashing into a large tree before stopping.

Mr. Jiang's mask also broke at this time, revealing his original face.

It was a very ugly and somewhat distorted face. Its facial features seemed to have been forcefully twisted by something, which was why it looked like this. Such a hideous face, no wonder he had to wear a mask.

Mr. Jiang seemed to not care about the broken mask. He just looked at Su Yeh in disbelief. He looked at Su Yeh from head to toe and shook his head.

"You, your cultivation base has broken through. Impossible. How long has it been? There's no Spirit Qi in the Catacombs for you to break through at all. How did you do it? How did you do it?"

Mr. Jiang was a little crazy. He had been in the Catacombs for hundreds of years, but because there were too few cultivation resources in the Catacombs, he had absorbed the remaining bits of Spirit Qi.

At first, he had wanted to go to the Land of Rebirth to absorb some Spirit Qi, but he was afraid of exposing his identity.

Moreover, the Lintian Holy Land had people watching every day. If he sat in front of the statue, he would definitely be discovered.

Therefore, after so many years, Mr. Jiang's cultivation practically did not increase by much.

Su Yeh did not answer his question. Instead, he asked, "How many people did your Lin Tian Sacred Land send down? Are you the only one? In order to obtain the bloodline of the Human Emperor, you are really going all out. If you have any secrets, just say them now. Maybe I can trade them for your life."

Mr. Jiang sneered and said," Haha, you are a devil who can easily wipe out your entire clan. Would you still let me go? You're too ridiculous. You can kill me, but you'll never know the secret of the Lin Tian Holy Land. You will always live in the fear of the Lintian Sacred Land."

Su Yeh rolled his eyes and said, "It is useless to bluff. You did not say that the Lin Tian Holy Land would descend into the Catacombs. You killed all of us to avenge you, but you said that we would live in fear. Do you also think that a mere Holy Land like the Holy Land would not be able to pass through the world surface? It is impossible to avoid that axe intent? Isn't that right? "

"You, you know about that Axe Intent? " In an instant, Mr. Jiang's body trembled as he panicked.

Why was there no one from the Lin Tian Holy Land?

Why did the Lin Tian Sacred Land take a liking to the geniuses, as long as they had their bloodline, and not send them back to the Sacred Land?

And why did this Mr. Jiang want to hide behind his back and let you live, unable to return to the Lin Tian Sacred Land? Did he really like to stay here for one or two hundred years?

The reason for all of this was because there was a terrifying axe intent in the sky above the Catacombs.

No matter who it was, if they dared to cross this gap, they would definitely be forcefully shattered by the Axe Intent. As for Mr. Jiang, he had the protection of a Dharmic Artifact when he fell into the Catacombs. He avoided dying on the spot, but in the next hundred years, he did not look like a human. A ghost did not look like a ghost.

After spending over a hundred years, that Axe Intent finally disappeared. It was unknown whether it dissipated or was hidden. He barely managed to restore his sea of consciousness, but he could only repair it a little bit. The remaining could not be restored at all.

Even repairing that little bit of sea of consciousness, he still paid an extremely great price. This face was the price he paid for repairing his sea of consciousness. If he continued to repair it... He was afraid that his internal organs would be warped, and he would only end up like this.

In the past two hundred years, Mr. Jiang had lived a very cowardly life. He had never thought that he would meet people from all over the universe. In the end, he would be like a rat crossing the street in this Catacombs, everyone shouting at him.

Su Yeh walked forward step by step. In this Forest of Death, he was as flat as flat ground. He said in a deep voice,

"If you really don't want to live anymore, then I'll send you on your way!"

Mr. Jiang suddenly laughed out loud. He held the Death God's Scythe in his hand and said loudly, "Even if I die, I will make all of you die with me!"

"Then you go and die first!"

Su Yeh did not say anything else. This Mr. Jiang in front of him could live alone in the Catacombs for one or two hundred years. What kind of forbearance was that? Since such a person did not want to talk about it... He would not say anything if he continued to force him. Even if he used some tricks... The answer he got shouldn't be trustworthy.

Mr. Jiang roared in anger and tried his best. He jumped into the air and slashed at Su Yeh. In an instant, all the light in the forest seemed to be restrained by the scythe and turned into a straight line.

Obviously, this was a kind of divine ability!

Su Yeh saw it and pointed his finger. The Nine Character Cold Iron Chain shot out.

Puff!

Instantly, it pierced through Mr. Jiang's head.

Mr. Jiang died on the spot before he could even fully use his thaumaturgy.

A weak Yuan Shen floated out from Mr. Jiang's skull, like a flame that was about to be extinguished.

"Such a Yuan Shen should be left behind too!"

Su Yeh stretched out his hand and grabbed the Yuan Shen. With this grab, the Yuan Shen was about to be extinguished.

If it was a cultivator, he would definitely be able to hide his cultivation, but if it was a Yuan Shen, it would be impossible to hide it. This Mr. Jiang's Yuan Shen would disappear into thin air at any time.

"Since you are unwilling to answer my question, I will search your soul."

Su Yeh knew that this was not the time to talk about morality. The other party had been hiding in the Catacombs for so long and had plotted for so many years. The Catacombs was in imminent danger.2

At this time, the more secrets he knew, the better.

However, there was a certain degree of danger in searching the soul, because he had taken the initiative to search the other party's Primordial Spirit. Innumerable information would immediately flow into his sea of consciousness. If his sea of consciousness was not strong enough... At the very least, he would not be able to receive so much information and become a retard. At the worst, he would be crushed by the other party's Yuan Shen and be heavily injured on the spot. He might even die.

Therefore, even if it was within the universe, it wasn't necessary to conduct a soul search.

And now, Su Yeh had sufficient confidence. He knew that after his sea of consciousness was restored, it would be stronger than his previous life's cultivation base. So, why couldn't he face this weak primordial spirit?

He covered the Yuan Shen with one hand and circulated the Soul Searching Technique, saying in a deep voice:

"Let me see what secrets are hidden in the Lintian Sacred Land."

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