During the great battle, he had used it once, and his cultivation level had instantly soared to the peak of the level-nine Wu Sheng stage.
The Soul Harvester shook his head. It was not because he was worried about the aftereffects of using that technique.
Instead, he had used it once during the great battle to deal with Lin Yun.
The reason why he could temporarily increase his strength was that his Martial Soul could steal the souls of those who had just died, convert them into energy, and store them in his Martial Soul.
Back then, to deal with Lin Yun, he had already used up all the soul energy that he had stored for decades.
Now, even if he used it again, he would only be able to temporarily increase his cultivation level to the mid-stage or late-stage of the level-seven Wu Sheng stage. It would not be able to change the current situation.
After a few exchanges, some were injured and some were unconscious. The Sea King and the others were in an even worse situation.
The Gluttonous Maniac and Turtle Hermit were both unconscious and unable to continue fighting. As the cultivation levels of the Dragon and Phoenix Beasts were too low, they could not help much either.
This was equivalent to six Wu Sheng's fighting against more than ten Wu Sheng's and more than thirty Wu Huangs's. The battle strength was not proportional at all.
In the distance, the Sea King was bleeding profusely. His body was already drenched in blood.
All these years, the Tri-Ultimate Art Saint had joined the Demon-Killing Bureau and received many resources. Even at his peak, it was hard to say who would win if the two of them fought.
The Sea King felt a little sad. Were they all going to die here today?
He knew that in the few battles that Tu Shenzong fought, although such a situation had occurred, Lin Yun had always been able to appear in time to save everyone.
Today, however, Lin Yun could not even take care of himself. He did not know if he could defeat Xiao Wenhao. As for the rest of them, they could only rely on their own strength to persevere.
"Sea King, do you still want to persevere? Ever since you were young, your bad temper has never changed. " The Tri-Ultimate Art Saint said coldly, "Look at the situation clearly. Does a mere Tu Shenzong want to go against the Demon-Killing Bureau?"
The Sea King was silent for a moment as if he had compromised. Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at the Sanjue Art Saint with a serious expression. He said in a deep voice, "Sanjue, we have known each other for more than a hundred years, but I have never begged you."
"Today, I beg you, let them leave. I'll stay."
The crowd burst into an uproar as soon as these words were spoken.
The people from the Demon Killing Bureau looked up to the sky and laughed out loud. They felt that it was ridiculous. As for the people from the Ghost Face Sect and the three clan heads, they were shocked. They had not expected the Sea King to say such a thing.
"Island Lord, why are you wasting time with this traitor? I, Wu Chou, would rather die than surrender!" Wu Chou bellowed.
The word "traitor" seemed to have triggered some unpleasant memories in the Painting Saint.
His eyes emitted a cold light as he stared at the Sea King and said, "Wu Chou is right. I, San Jue, am merely a traitor of your Sea King Island. I am heartless and heartless. What's the point of saying so much to me?"
"As the dignified Island Lord of the Sea King Island, you should have your own pride. How could you lower yourself to beg others?
At the end of his speech, the Painting Saint seemed to be moved. It was as if he was disappointed that Wu Chou did not live up to his expectations.
Before the Sea King could respond, the Painting Saint shook his head and laughed coldly. In a low voice, he said, "I've changed my mind. Originally, as long as you gave in, I would have been willing to spare your lives."
"But now, it seems that your pride as the Sea King is gone. What's the point of living in this world? Go and meet your dead father!"
The battle began again, and it was getting more and more intense!
At the same time, on a mountain peak a hundred miles away, a figure was sitting cross-legged. His face was pale. It was Lan Fengyuan, who had left earlier.
Lan Fengyuan's body was in a terrible condition. Not long ago, he had almost been killed by Xiao Wenhao. Fortunately, Lin Yun had saved him.
After leaving Lin Yun's location, he did not immediately rush to the palace. Instead, he found this place and prepared to recuperate from his injuries.
After all, although Xiao Wenhao's attack did not kill him, it had shattered all his internal organs. He could not condense his Immortal Qi.
He needed some time to recuperate before he could help his companions at the palace.
At the same time, there was not much Immortal Qi and Divine Dragon Bloodline left in Lin Yun's body, including Lin Yun's Divine Dragon Fist.
The fifth form of the Demon God Core Crystal could not be maintained for a long period of time.
The Thunder Whip that Xiao Wenhao had created had already fallen off from his rib cage, allowing Lin Yun to move again.
Looking at the shattered ground before him, Lin Yun was already thinking about what to do next.
"The bloodline of the Divine Dragon is indeed incomparably strong. It can even destroy my strongest defense." Xiao Wenhao floated in the air. His clothes were completely burned and his skin was charred. He had obviously suffered a certain degree of injury.
However, this kind of injury was not fatal to a level-five Wu Zun. It was not even enough to seriously injure him.
"Unfortunately, you are not strong enough to seriously injure me." Xiao Wenhao did not hold back his sarcasm. He had wanted to see how powerful the Divine Dragon Fist was, but it had not been able to seriously injure him.
Lin Yun was not too surprised. This was all within his expectations.
The Thunder Armor that Xiao Wenhao had just used was already the most powerful defensive move among all the lightning-elemental moves.
Given Xiao Wenhao's abilities, the defensive power of the Thunder Armor was naturally unimaginable.
Although the Divine Dragon Fist was powerful, it was not strong enough to seriously injure Xiao Wenhao.
"I have always wondered how you managed to break the Twelve Earthly Formations?" Lin Yun asked curiously.
The Twelve Earthly Formations had been lost for a long time. If he had not read about it in a document in his previous life, even he would not have known about it.
Furthermore, there were very few people in the divine realm who knew about such an ancient formation. Lin Yun did not think that the Demon Slayer Holy Lord of the Demon Slaying Bureau would know where this formation was. Furthermore, he would be able to find a way to break the Twelve Earthly Formations in just a few short days.
"It's just using the blood of some livestock to open it. What's so special about it?" Xiao Wenhao said proudly.
Lin Yun frowned. He even knew that twelve types of blood were needed to open the formation. Could it be that there was an array master in the Demon Slaying Bureau who had seen through the Twelve Earthly Formations?
Very quickly, Lin Yun put these questions to the back of his mind and focused his attention on Xiao Wenhao.
Various methods appeared in Lin Yun's mind. Up until now, Xiao Wenhao had not used his full strength. According to Lin Yun's estimation, Xiao Wenhao should have a more powerful killing move.
Furthermore, Lin Yun did not dare to guarantee that the Demon God Destroyer would be able to hit Xiao Wenhao perfectly if he used it here or that Xiao Wenhao's killing move would not be able to block it.
However, if he wanted to defeat Xiao Wenhao, he still had to rely on the Demon God Destroyer. There were only two ways.
The first reason was that Xiao Wenhao's immortal qi was exhausted, making it difficult for him to block the Demon God Armageddon. The second reason was to use a special method to control Xiao Wenhao so that the Demon God Armageddon could hit him perfectly.
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