What was it like to be beaten up by tens of thousands of Ghost Tribe powerful beings at once?
This was a terrifying experience where one's head could experience over a hundred different types of pain.
All types of cruel curses, lethal weapons, extreme soul attacks, and all types of other powers were unleashed.
The Dark Spirit King felt as if it had been plunged into the most terrifying hell, and it was being tortured by tens of thousands of tortures.
“duang！”
A loud and clear sound of the gong resounded throughout the ruling platform.
"A quarter of an hour is up. Everyone, stop."
Ding Xiaoru's voice swept toward the ears of all of the Ghost Tribe powerful beings like a spring breeze.
Patriarch Zhu Yin had spoken, so who dared to disobey? All of the Ghost Tribe powerful beings obediently stopped, but there was still a hint of disappointment on their faces.
If they didn't kill the Dark Spirit King, what if its backer, Patriarch Zhu Yin, went somewhere else and the Dark Spirit King decided to come after them? However, this was Patriarch Zhu Yin's business, so the Dark Spirit King most likely wouldn't have the guts to come after them. Otherwise, wouldn't that be a slap to the face?
The Dark Spirit King lay sprawled to the ground with wounds all over its body, and all five of its heads had tears in their eyes. A smile appeared on its face, as if it had just survived an ordeal. "I … I finally made it through!"
It was already beyond recognition, and there were hundreds of thousands of wounds all over its body. All types of destructive power still lingered in its body, and it was only through sheer willpower that it was able to hold on.
An Lin and Xu Xiaolan had also stopped. They had already had their fill.
Besides, they had promised Ding Xiaoru that they wouldn't kill the Dark Spirit King, and that they could only severely wound it. The Dark Spirit King's body and consciousness had both been severely wounded, and it wouldn't be able to recover without over a thousand years of rest, let alone join the Heavenly Human Tribe United Army.
As for over a thousand years?
An Lin was confident that the Dark Spirit King would be nothing more than trash in his eyes by then.
"It's so good to be alive …" the Dark Spirit King said in a feeble voice.
Ding Xiaoru made his way over to the Dark Spirit King again, and he couldn't help but burst into laughter at the sight of the gargantuan creature lying on the ground like a dead fish. "Do you know what you did wrong now?"
"Thank you for sparing me, Patriarch Zhu Yin! I … I shouldn't have insulted you and your friends … "the Dark Spirit King apologized with all its might.
"Hmm?" Ding Xiaoru frowned again.
The Dark Spirit King shuddered, and a thought seemed to have occurred to it. "I shouldn't have created such disgusting dark meat, and I shouldn't have made all living beings acknowledge it for no reason!"
Ding Xiaoru nodded and placed his hands behind his back. "Remember, if you're too arrogant, you'll be slapped in the face. Today, it was An Lin who slapped you in the face. Next time, it might be me who slapped you in the face."
"Yes, Patriarch Zhu Yin. I promise that this won't happen again!" The Dark Spirit King's body trembled uncontrollably as it made a vow.
If Patriarch Zhu Yin were to slap its face in person, would it still be able to survive?
That's impossible!
In all honesty, it was all thanks to Ding Xiaoru and Li Yiyin that the Dark Spirit King was able to survive. It was in a good mood, and it didn't want to see any blood shed.
Otherwise, Ding Xiaoru would've killed the Dark Spirit King a long time ago.
Ding Xiaoru turned his gaze to An Lin's group and said with a smile, "How is it? Are you satisfied with the beating? If not, we can add more time."
What? You can even add time?!
Tears welled up in the Dark Spirit King's five heads at the same time!
"I want to keep beating it, but with its injuries, it'll die if I punch it again." An Lin patted its head with a wistful expression.
He didn't really care. He had already completed the system mission, and the Dark Spirit King had been severely injured, so it was no longer a threat to the human race.
"Thank you, Sect Leader An Lin, for sparing my life …" The Dark Spirit King lowered its head with an expression of humiliation.
It was really unlucky today to have been targeted by An Lin.
Even if the dark meat didn't happen, this scene would most likely have happened, right?
The only thing that it couldn't understand was how An Lin was on such good terms with Patriarch Zhu Yin. This didn't make any sense!
No one could answer its questions.
The only thing it knew was that An Lin was going to be invincible in the Opposite Shore Realm from now on.
Oh, there was one more thing, and that was the special flavor of Dark Meat. It was going to disappear without a trace …
After beating the Dark Spirit King, An Lin, Ding Xiaoru, and the others left.
They came and went like the wind.
Tens of thousands of Ghost Tribe powerful beings also dispersed. Regardless of whether the Dark Spirit King dared to retaliate against them, they couldn't stay in Tian Ming City anymore.
Even though they didn't reap any tangible rewards from being a bootlicker for the paramount god of the Ghost Tribe, it was still very satisfying!
Only a small number of loyal Ghost Tribe powerful beings remained in Tian Ming City to clean up the mess for the Dark Spirit King, such as sweeping the ground and carrying the Dark Spirit King away …
At the border of the Opposite Shore Realm.
The purple-robed Ding Xiaoru waved goodbye to An Lin.
"Mr. An Lin, contact me via voice transmission talisman the next time you come to the Opposite Shore Realm."
"Alright, goodbye, Senior."
An Lin bade farewell to Ding Xiaoru and Li Yiyin with a buoyant smile before flying into the territory of the Sinister Spirit Beast Cesspool.
This trip to the Opposite Shore Realm was even more rewarding than he had imagined. Not only had he successfully completed his mission, but he had also coincidentally obtained the Underworld Dao Flower and established a good relationship with Patriarch Zhu Yin.
The process of beating up the Dark Spirit King was also extremely satisfying.
With the paramount god of the Ghost Tribe, Patriarch Zhu Yin, around, how could he not be satisfied?
The sun shone down upon them.
The three of them were bathed in a warm light as they flew through the air.
After leaving the Opposite Shore Realm, everyone was finally able to see the sun again, and their moods were a lot better.
"Our next target is the Divine Bat Emperor. According to our information, it's currently at the Heavenly Beast Divine Mountain in the central region of the Sinister Spirit Beast Cesspool," Xu Xiaolan said as she looked at the information from the Four Nine Immortal Sect's intelligence department.
"The Divine Bat Emperor … An old friend …" An Lin smiled with excitement in his eyes.
"That's right. I was almost killed by it back then." A cold smile also appeared on Xu Xiaolan's face. "It's time for us to demand an explanation."
Back when they were carrying out a mission from the Celestial Court, they had ventured deep into the Vast Land of Blood to obtain the Kirin Blood Jade. However, they didn't think that they would be hunted down by the Divine Bat Emperor and a few other mighty figures at the Return to Void Pinnacle Stage.
If it weren't for the fact that An Lin had called for help from the Celestial Thearch in time, the Divine Bat Emperor would most likely have killed them.
"I really should have yelled at it at the time. Don't bully me because I'm poor!" An Lin was a little disgruntled.
Xu Xiaolan rolled her eyes. "Is it really that important?"
An Lin clenched his fists. "Of course it is! It'll be even more satisfying to beat it up like that! "
"I'm looking forward to your meeting," Tina giggled.
An Lin smiled. "I hope the Divine Bat Emperor has improved during these past hundred years. Otherwise, I won't be able to beat it up …"
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