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Under the Fire of Darkness's incineration, the two Blood Camp personnel's spirit armors were instantly incinerated, and following that, the Fire of Darkness burned their bodies. In the blink of an eye, the two Spirit Cultivator s disappeared and became two balls of misty white mist.

But Tang Yin did not dare absorb any more spirit mist into his body, as his body could no longer take any more spirit mist. He took a deep breath and retreated, sliding out from the gaps between the attacks of the Blood Camp people.

He had just jumped out of the circle when he suddenly felt a tightening sensation at the back of his waist. A Captain of the Blood Camp tightly embraced him from behind, and at the same time shouted at his comrades: "Quickly kill Feng King!"

Everyone from the Blood Camp who had failed in their killing move all withdrew their weapons, and attacked Tang Yin once again. Tang Yin did the same thing and released the Fire of Darkness once again. He planned to burn the person who was hugging his waist away too, but this time, it was not that easy.

There was a condition to using Fire of Darkness s to incinerate the opponent's spirit armor, and one's cultivation must be above the other party.

At this time, he was using the Fire of Darkness again, and it was already unable to instantly incinerate the enemy's spirit armor like what he had done just now. Under the flames of the Fire of Darkness, the spirit armor on the leader's body vaporized bit by bit, and if he wanted to completely incinerate the spirit armor, it would take a period of time, but for the other Blood Camp members to all release their killing moves towards Tang Yin, how could he possibly give him that much time?

Seeing that the enemy in front of him was about to attack him like a landslide, yet the enemy behind him was hugging onto him tightly, making it difficult for him to move at all, in that instant, even Tang Yin was drenched in cold sweat.

In that moment of life and death, Tang Yin could no longer care about anything else. Out of instinct, he raised his head and absorbed the two balls of Spirit Qi that had yet to disperse into his body.

As the two balls of mist were absorbed by him, it was as if everything in the world stopped. The sounds of fighting on the battlefield completely disappeared, and all the enemies that were rushing towards him were frozen in place.

He felt as if an explosion had occurred in his body. That kind of feeling was like a person who was greedy for food, as if his stomach was bursting, his internal organs were swelling, churning, and finally rupturing, and it was as if his body was being crushed by a roller. Every one of his bones, every one of his meridians, were being broken, shattered, and he could even clearly hear the series of cracking sounds coming from his body.

In that moment, the immense pain swept over, making Tang Yin, who had an extremely high endurance, unable to endure it any longer, howl towards the sky. However, his mouth was wide open, and not even the slightest sound could be heard.

When he looked at Tang Yin again, he felt as if he were looking at a ghost, all the veins in his body bulged, like the roots of an old tree. His face was pale white, so white that his skin was translucent, and one could clearly see the green blood vessels under the skin.

This kind of heart-wrenching pain made Tang Yin experienced what it was like to die. The current him, would rather be dismembered by someone using Blood Camp than to suffer such inhuman torture.

He even had the urge to raise his sickle and kill himself, but his body could not move at all.

Once he exceeded this limit, he would sink into a coma, which was due to the instinctive self-protection from living creatures. However, this principle was not working on Tang Yin, as the pain in his body had long surpassed his limit, but he still maintained his clarity of mind, suffering from a sin that could not be described with words.

If there was any retribution in this world, Tang Yin believed that even if all the retribution of the innocent people who had died in his hands were to be gathered together, it would only be this much.

It was unknown how much time had passed, but to Tang Yin, it felt like several centuries. Gradually, he felt the pain in his body start to lessen, and it became lighter and lighter, replaced with a completely transparent and comfortable feeling.

He was not sure what had happened, but he could clearly feel that the broken meridians and bones in his body were reforming, and his ruptured internal organs were also regenerating and growing.

After his rebirth, his muscles, bones and meridians had become stronger and tougher, and his strength had gathered in his blood and transferred to his entire body. The spiritual energy in his body, on the other hand, was like an endless ocean, endless and endless.

Tang Yin felt that his body could move now, so he lowered his head and looked at the two hands around his waist. With a slight thought, the Fire of Darkness reborn, and the spirit armor on his hands immediately transformed into Spirit Qi under the burning of the Fire of Darkness, following that, the skin and flesh on his hands disappeared, revealing the dense white bones, and very quickly, even the white bones also turned into Spirit Qi under the burning of the Fire of Darkness.

Clang! The Captain behind him had disappeared, leaving not even a single strand of hair behind, leaving behind scattered clothes and armor.

He raised his head, and looked at the enemies in front of him. Everyone from Blood Camp acted as if they were acting slowly in front of him, and with slow but steady movements, they pounced towards him.

Tang Yin tilted his head and looked at the Spirit Sword in front of him. Raising his hand, he extended two fingers and caught hold of it.

He could not see the expression beneath the spirit armor, but he could see the shock that flashed through the other party's eyes bit by bit.

Tang Yin slightly shrank his body, following that, he released his energy and rushed forward, with a step, his body was like an arrow leaving the bow, with a 'sou' sound, he flew out, fast as lightning.

The Blood Camp member with only half of his spirit sword remaining didn't even have the chance to dodge as Tang Yin had already arrived in front of him, pressing his burning Black Fire's palm against his chest. Tang Yin pushed the Spirit Cultivator with Blood Camp and scuttled five meters away, at the same time, he scuttled out of the attacking range of the many enemies.

After Tang Yin stopped, all that was left under his feet were some scattered clothes.

A flash of astonishment appeared in Tang Yin's eyes. He drooped his head and looked at his body in disbelief. He felt that his body's strength had more than doubled compared to before, and his strength and spirit energy had increased by more than twofold.

Could this be the legendary realm of Spirit God Stage?!

Now he finally understood what had happened. The pain he had experienced just now was indeed a process of his rebirth.

As he absorbed more and more spiritual energy into his body, his body could no longer bear the burden, and as he lost himself he instinctively reformed, allowing his body to meet the requirement of absorbing more and more spiritual energy. Luckily, his rebirth succeeded, and his cultivation realm also rose from the Spirit Heaven Stage to the Spirit God Stage.0

Understanding this point, Tang Yin's heart was immediately seized by ecstasy. He raised his head, looked around him, and felt that everything in the world seemed to have remained the same, but also seemed to have changed.

He had not changed because the world was still the world. He had changed because he could now see the world more clearly and hear it more clearly.

He could see the sand being lifted up by the people around him, and he could even hear every single grain of sand within the sand. He could hear the people around him gasping for breath, and even the strong thumping sounds of their hearts.

This feeling of never having experienced it before was too wonderful for him. It made him forget about fighting and the enemies around him. He was completely immersed in an unprecedented novelty.

Tang Yin's transformation had allowed his cultivation realm to soar. To him, this was a very long process, but to the outside world, it was just an instant.

In that moment, he had first incinerated a thousand-man commander, and then, magically pushed a Blood Camp individual out of the encirclement. Even the rest of the Blood Camp could clearly feel the change in Tang Yin, and the Spirit Pressure on his body had naturally become two to three times stronger.

No one understood what was happening to Tang Yin, it was just that the Tang Yin in front of them was starting to make them feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

After their killing blow missed, everyone turned around and looked at Tang Yin who was behind them, their eyes revealing a look of shock.

Seeing that Tang Yin's gaze was wandering, and the focus was not on them, but on the surroundings instead, everyone looked at each other from time to time, suppressing the fear in their hearts, they once again raised the Spirit Weapons in their hands and shouted out: "Kill!"

With the Spirit Weapon approaching him, the killing intent turned into a gust of cold wind, it pierced through the Spirit Armor and into the bones. Tang Yin shuddered as he regained his senses, and looked carefully, only to see more than twenty Spirit Weapons piercing into his body.

This time, he did not dodge, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and aimed at the incoming spear. He reached out and grabbed it, then borrowing the force to swing backwards, he directly threw the spearman over his head, he grabbed the spearhead and swung it horizontally, with a 'kacha, kacha' sound, one of the Blood Camp personnel was hit by the spear shaft that he swung over, causing his body to fly out horizontally, striking two people in a row, and three Blood Camp personnel rolled on the ground.

The one who was hit was killed on the spot, while the other two were knocked into a mess. They laid on the ground with their heads full of dust, unable to get up for a long time.

Just as he knocked these three people down, Tang Yin thrusted his sword at them again. He did not dodge or block, and only turned his hand and stabbed his spear backwards towards their chests.

The man took out his sword first, but Tang Yin's spear had already pierced into the man's chest, directly piercing into his heart. Puchi!

The man had not even landed on the ground when Tang Yin turned his hand back and slashed again, the scythe drew a semicircle of black lightning in the air, and with a pu sound, the other person who was charging in front of him was struck in the neck, causing his head to fly into the air. There was no blood spouting out, only white spirit energy flowing out from his body.

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