An Lin had spoken his mind, and Emperor Ziwei's expression faltered slightly upon hearing this.
Indeed, he wouldn't die even if he were to take a few more hits from a technique of this caliber.
You can't defeat me. This was a simple statement, but it was imbued with peerless confidence, as if it were as heavy as a mountain. Without power and unyielding fighting spirit, there was no way he would be able to say something like this.
One had to realize that this statement was meant for the Dao Integration Stage True God, Emperor Ziwei!
Sure enough, all of the students outside the Immortal Spirit Tower were astonished by An Lin's aura, and a new wave of diehard fans joined the fray …
A joyful smile appeared on Emperor Ziwei's face as he looked at An Lin. "Hahaha … It's been a long time since someone has said something like this to me. Now that I'm hearing it, my blood is starting to boil."
Wings of Wind appeared on An Lin's back, and he charged toward Emperor Ziwei again. Four white lightning swords appeared beside him as they whistled through the air toward Emperor Ziwei.
"You're way too impatient."
A faint smile appeared on Emperor Ziwei's face as he waved a hand through the air, upon which a golden cube barrier enshrouded his entire body.
Boom boom boom … The white lightning swords struck the golden cube barrier, causing it to tremor violently.
The four lightning swords were unable to penetrate Emperor Ziwei's defenses in the end. Their sharpness was thwarted, and lightning exploded.
Emperor Ziwei turned toward An Lin, and he was just about to speak when he saw the image of a golden eye on An Lin's forehead.
Divine Plunder Technique!
The Flying Lightning Sword was merely a feint An Lin had used to get closer to Emperor Ziwei, and he was only using it to get within a hundred-meter radius of Emperor Ziwei.
His true technique was the Divine Plunder Technique!
An Lin didn't know if the Divine Plunder Technique would work, but he could only try his luck.
Emperor Ziwei was a Dao Integration Stage mighty figure, as well as the patriarch of immortal spells. As such, he had a limitless arsenal of natural abilities and spell techniques. An Lin didn't want his head to explode, so he could only choose a technique at random.
Golden ripples began to proliferate through the golden barrier before enshrouding Emperor Ziwei's body.
An Lin was already prepared to make a blind selection, but that thought came to an abrupt halt.
That was because the feedback from his spells was not a vast sea of talents or spells. On the contrary, there were only two things that he could plunder!
One was a combination of boundlessly profound Dao Wills, and the other was a mass of energy with extremely strong waves of divine soul.
An Lin came to a realization. The target of his plunder wasn't Emperor Ziwei's main body, but rather the divine intent of battle that had separated from his main body!
Battle Divine Sense was originally one, but it could also be divided into two parts: Battle and Divine Sense.
That boundlessly profound Dao Intent was the power of the North Pole Emperor's battle information. The cluster of energy with extremely powerful Divine Soul fluctuations should be the divine will that supported the existence of this "Ziwei".
If he could plunder that ball of energy with extremely strong Divine Soul fluctuations, he should be able to directly destroy Ziwei, right?
No! An Lin would not choose that!
He hadn't even rubbed Ziwei against the ground yet! I can't let him disappear just like that!
In that case, I can only do this, hehe …
This was the chance to rub Ziwei against the ground!
Plunder Dao Wills!
An invisible ripple pierced through Emperor Ziwei's body, making him feel as if he had lost something in that instant.
At this moment, An Lin was already charging toward him, his fist enshrouded in golden light.
"Dark Cloud Great Void Palm!" Emperor Ziwei unleashed a palm strike toward An Lin.
Slap! His palm was slapped away by An Lin.
Emperor Ziwei's eyes widened, and an expression of uncontrollable shock appeared on his face for the first time.
At this moment, An Lin's fist was already hurtling toward his face.
Boom! Golden light exploded, and the terrifying power of An Lin's fist crashed into Ziwei's face.
Ziwei's body tumbled to the ground, and he threw up a large mouthful of blood as a dazed expression appeared on his face.
He was just about to crawl to his feet when An Lin made a grabbing motion in the air. A golden cube with a radius of three meters began to enshroud his body. Countless golden symbols revolved around the cube, releasing an extremely fearsome sealing power.
Emperor Ziwei was forced to the ground again by this terrifying sealing power.
Lightning appeared beneath An Lin's feet, and he flashed toward Emperor Ziwei at a terrifying speed. His fist was enshrouded in golden light as he launched another punch toward Emperor Ziwei's reddened face.
Boom! Emperor Ziwei's head spun from the impact of this punch, and he threw up another mouthful of blood.
"Moonlight Dragon Fist!" An Lin roared with rage as the power of the moon burst forth from his fist. The projection of a white dragon's head appeared, and he slammed it toward Emperor Ziwei's face.
The power of the moon exploded forth, and the entire space on the ninety-ninth level solidified into a white domain. Emperor Ziwei's body also became extremely tough.
"Extreme Yang Reincarnation Sword!" An Lin clapped his hands together, and a golden longsword materialized in the air. Scorching waves of energy surged through the air.
The golden longsword buzzed as it pierced into Emperor Ziwei's chest with terrifying heat.
"Myriad Demon Palm!"
"Azure Dragon Roar!"
"Lightning-Piercing Meteor Finger!"
A series of terrifying attacks rained down on the fallen Emperor Ziwei.
Emperor Ziwei was completely defenseless and could only endure An Lin's relentless barrage of attacks, just like how he had slammed An Lin into the wall earlier.
"Didn't you have a lot of fun beating me up before? Come on! Why aren't you so cocky now?
"How does it feel to be slammed into the wall? Hmm? "
An Lin taunted as he unleashed a flurry of spell techniques. He was getting more and more excited as he fought!
What kind of experience was it to beat up a Dao Integration Stage True God? Normal people wouldn't even have the opportunity to do so. Some people would even piss themselves in fear. Even if Emperor Ziwei told him to, he wouldn't dare to attack.
However, An Lin was different …
He was someone who had been brutally ravaged by Emperor Ziwei! Now that he had a chance to exact revenge, how could he hold back?
If you really had to ask him how it felt, he could only answer … very good!
That's right, super good!
An Lin used Emperor Ziwei's spell technique to bombard Emperor Ziwei. He didn't use any of the same techniques, but he continued to ravage Emperor Ziwei in a myriad of different ways.
Emperor Ziwei finally understood that all of his techniques had been stolen by An Lin …
Aside from a relatively powerful body, he had nothing else.
Outside the Immortal Spirit Tower, Bai Zhong stood in the air and stared at the absurd scenes unfolding before him with a dumbstruck expression.
Over ten thousand students and teachers stared blankly at the scenes unfolding before their eyes as they listened to An Lin's taunts. They felt like they were living in a dream. The entire place was so silent that one could hear a pin drop.
This turn of events was far too astonishing.
An Lin was clearly on the back foot, but he was able to slam Emperor Ziwei into the ground and unleash a flurry of attacks. Even though they were witnessing this with their own eyes, it was still extremely difficult to accept!
After a long while, a student finally murmured, "That's the high and mighty Emperor Ziwei … How did he get pummeled just like that? I saw that his nose was already bleeding from the beating … "
"I feel like I'm dreaming. Did Classmate An Lin really just slam Emperor Ziwei into the ground?"
"It looks like he used some kind of sealing spell technique on Emperor Ziwei. It looks like Emperor Ziwei is completely unable to retaliate. "
"He can also absorb the power of spell techniques. Did you not see that? An Lin can use Emperor Ziwei's spell techniques!"
"That's the Emperor of the Celestial Court! God An is so bad * ss! He's got guts! "
"I'm going to remember this for the rest of my life. An Lin pummeled Emperor Ziwei, hehe …"
"Did you see that? That's our God An! He's an existence who can f * ck the heavens! Hurry up and sign up if you want to join our team! "
…
The scenes unfolding on the screen were simply too astonishing.
All of the students discussed spiritedly among themselves, as if they were trying to express their irrepressible emotions through words.
Even Xu Xiaolan, Xuanyuan Cheng, and the others couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. An Lin had once again refreshed their understanding of power.
"My God, this is something that I wouldn't even dare to dream about, but Classmate An Lin did it!" Tang Ximen murmured with undisguised astonishment on his face.
Xuanyuan Cheng smiled. "Do you understand now? As long as you work hard, anything is possible!"
Somewhere in the sky.
The Celestial Thearch was also completely dumbstruck. He had never seen Emperor Ziwei being pummeled into the ground like this before.
Dark history, this was definitely dark history.
He silently pulled out a crystal ball and secretly recorded this historical moment.
He had profited from this round of secret observation, and it was a huge profit!
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