All the forces had their own views on the matter.
In just two days, the Hundred Beast Island had become a tourist attraction. Many powerhouses came to the island to observe the battle between Lin Yun and An Yong.
Even if it was just a trace, it was enough to benefit them a lot.
"Sigh … Lin Yun died too early. What a pity."
A Level Nine expert, Wu Huang, came to observe the battle for a day and learned many things.
In the end, he even asserted that Lin Yun deserved half of the credit for turning the entire Hundred Beast Island into a scorched land.
It should be two completely different energies, but they were equally powerful.
As soon as he said this, everyone was amazed.
In other words, the battle between Lin Yun and An Yong, which turned the entire Hundred Beast Island into a scorched land, was actually a draw?
Some fanatical believers of An Yong retorted, saying that if it was a draw, how could Lin Yun die? An Yong must have crushed Lin Yun and turned him into ashes.
While everyone was observing the ruins left by the battle between Lin Yun and An Yong, a thousand-meter-long giant tiger-headed fish was soaring across the North Sea.
A man was sitting cross-legged on the back of the tiger-headed giant fish.
This person was wearing a pitch-black tight-fitting outfit that wrapped tightly around his body. Not a single part of his body was exposed. Only a pair of red eyes that emitted a dim light.
This tiger-headed giant fish was a Level Six demonic beast, which was equivalent to a Level Nine martial artist, Wu Huang. It was originally one of the overlords of the North Sea.
But now, it was actually being sat on by someone on its back, trembling. This was truly shocking.
The tiger-headed giant fish swam in the sea and soon came to a reef.
The black figure slowly stood up. The tiger-headed giant fish could not help but shiver. It actually showed a human-like expression of fear and stood still beside the reef, not daring to move.
"A …" The figure slowly opened his mouth. His voice was unusually hoarse, like a broken bellows. The sound made people's scalps tingle.
There was a person lying on the reef that the figure was staring at.
This person's entire body was burnt black, and it was almost impossible to see his original appearance. There was only a very weak aura.
Without saying anything else, the figure waved his hand and instantly carried the dying man onto the back of the tiger-headed giant fish. Then, he urged the tiger-headed giant fish to continue onward.
The tiger-headed giant fish swam freely in the North Sea. In just a few hours, it found four people who were completely burnt and on the verge of death.
"Five … Just one more …" The figure carved a magic circle on the back of the tiger-headed giant fish. The magic circle emitted a faint light and wrapped around the five burnt people, healing them.
Half an hour later, the tiger-headed giant fish arrived at a shoal. On the shoal was the last 'person' that the figure was looking for.
Perhaps it should be said that this was not a human.
It was actually a Dragon-Phoenix Beast.
Currently, the Dragon-Phoenix Beast had completely revealed its true form. All the bones and tendons on its body were shattered, but there was an abnormal light flowing on the surface of its body, healing its wounds.
"As expected of the Dragon-Phoenix Beast. Such a powerful self-healing ability. It's probably unparalleled in the same realm …" The figure said.
Immediately after, the figure brought the Dragon-Phoenix Beast onto the back of the tiger-headed giant fish. Then, he patted the head of the tiger-headed giant fish and said, "Let's go back."
The tiger-headed giant fish roared and instantly dove into the bottom of the sea, disappearing without a trace.
Daybreak and crescent moon alternated.
Time passed by in the blink of an eye. The matter regarding Lin Yun still did not die down. It became the topic of many people's after-dinner conversations.
On the morning of the third day, An Yong's injuries were completely healed. He came out of seclusion full of vigor.
The first thing he did after coming out of seclusion was to take out the Demon Slayer Sword and try to control it.
"I never thought that the Demon Slayer Sword of the Eternal Emperor Wu would actually fall into my hands! Hahaha! "Looking at the Demon Slayer Sword in front of him, An Yong was so excited that his entire body was trembling.
The Demon Slayer Sword was an existence that surpassed Divine Weapons. Along with the Slaughter God Blade and Asura Staff, it was known as one of the three Paragon Divine Weapons. Even though it was only an incomplete Paragon Divine Weapon, it was still far from what an ordinary Paragon Divine Weapon could compare to.
If he could control this Demon Slayer Sword, his strength would increase by another level. After all, even Lin Yun, who was only at the peak of Level 2 Wu Sheng's strength, could injure him after using the Demon Slayer Sword. Not to mention An Yong, whose strength was close to Level 5 Wu Sheng.
"Congratulations on obtaining the Paragon Divine Weapon, Sect Leader!" The Dark Church's Leader and Zhao Lifeng congratulated An Yong in advance. From their point of view, An Yong was determined to control the Demon Slayer Sword.
However, what happened next was completely out of their expectations.
An Yong grabbed the hilt of the Demon Slayer Sword, and then raised the Demon Slayer Sword up. An uncontrollable and terrifying sword pressure instantly filled the entire space.
An Yong also released his own aura. He wanted to use his own aura to suppress the Demon Slayer Sword's aura. However, he was shocked to discover that his aura could not suppress the Demon Slayer Sword's aura at all.
Very quickly, An Yong's face became extremely hideous. His eyes shone with a dazzling red light. It was as if he was possessed. At this moment, he was no longer the one controlling the Demon Slayer Sword. Instead, the Demon Slayer Sword was controlling him.
"Sect … Sect Leader …" Seeing An Yong in this state, the Dark Church's Leader and Zhao Lifeng broke out in cold sweat. They had never seen An Yong in this state before.
Just as the two of them did not know what to do, An Yong suddenly slashed out uncontrollably, releasing a Sword Qi that was hundreds of meters wide.
At that moment, the Dark Church's Leader and Zhao Lifeng felt a fatal threat. They hurriedly leaped up from the ground.
In the next instant, the Sword Qi that was hundreds of meters wide swept past their feet. It went straight for the metal wall behind them!
Rumble!
Accompanied by a loud rumbling sound, the ten-meter-thick superalloy wall was split open in an instant. After the terrifying Sword Qi broke the metal wall, it continued toward the soil layer in front of it, leaving behind an underground fault that was tens of thousands of meters long!
"Ah!" An Yong shouted. He hurriedly threw the damaged Demon Slayer Sword on the ground. Then, he gasped for air.
The Dark Church's Leader and Zhao Lifeng also fell to the ground. They were so scared that they did not dare to make a sound.
Even though they had dodged the Sword Qi, they were still injured by the remaining power of the Sword Qi. One could imagine how terrifying the Sword Qi was.
Fortunately, they reacted quickly. Otherwise, if they were hit by the Sword Qi head-on, they would have become corpses by now.
After panting for a few minutes, An Yong wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. He looked at the Demon Slayer Sword with a face full of resentment. "Even I can't control this Demon Slayer Sword. How did Lin Yun control it?"
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