The violent soul power was like a torrent as it rushed into Lin Sheng's soul.
He groaned as his head buzzed, and a large number of memory fragments from the Netherblade and the Inquisitor poured into him.
Fortunately, he had devoured too many soul fragments before, and was very resistant to such a huge information shock.
After a while, he slowly calmed down.
"So next, it's the Courtier …" He came back to his senses and looked at the Courtier's body on the ground.
Before the battle, he had left the Courtier on the ground and ignored her. Now that the battle was over, the body had been smashed into a mess.
An arm and half of her waist had disappeared into thin air.
When Lin Sheng dug her out from the rubble, the body was still bleeding black blood.
He reached out and touched the Courtier's brow.
* Bam! *
The head of the body suddenly exploded, and a pure white ball of light quietly shone inside.
"Like the dark spirits, they will leave behind soul fragments after death. But if one is not sensitive to soul power, they will not be able to see this. "
Lin Sheng carefully picked up the ball of light, stirred it with Saint Power, and immediately purified the ball of light.
Although the ball of light was not material, and was not contaminated, but doing so was just an instinctive reaction. He felt a little better.
Looking at the Netherblade and the Courtier, Lin Sheng sighed.
"There is no right or wrong in this world, only the strong and the weak." He opened his mouth again, sucked gently, and immediately sucked the white ball of light into his mouth and swallowed.
Soon, a slightly weaker information shock hit him again.
After Lin Sheng endured for a while, the information shock gradually disappeared. He then calmed down.
At this time, the Courtier's body had already turned into countless light spots and disappeared.
The soul power of the three Inquisitors was a great supplement for him now, but if he wanted to go further, it was still a little lacking.
The higher levels of Legendary Level could not be achieved by piling up soul power.
Otherwise, he could just find a place to cultivate the chaotic soul power. Anyway, he could open the Tidal Gate at any time, and draw the chaotic soul power from the Soultide down.
Lin Sheng stood alone in the ruins of the devastated city, feeling his head swell, as if he had consumed too much soul power in a short period of time.
"I have to go into seclusion to digest it. Otherwise, if too much soul power were to leak out, it would really be a waste. This pure soul power should be able to save me many years of bitter cultivation. "
After settling everything, Lin Sheng quickly made his way to where Adolf and the rest were.
He didn't walk very far.
Tenko Kasumi and the rest gathered around.
"Teacher! Are you alright!? "Adolf rushed over and asked anxiously.
"Fortunately, everything went smoothly. The Underworld Priests have all perished. Next, we should sort out the situation and strengthen the strength of the territory. "
Lin Sheng said calmly.
"There will be even more troublesome disasters coming soon. Your strength is still too weak. You must become stronger as soon as possible!"
"Disciple will definitely cultivate diligently!" Adolf nodded firmly. This trip had given him too much stimulation.
What Sacred Artifacts of Destiny? What special abilities? None of them were as practical as the power he had grasped himself.
Heaven's Will, Heaven's Will, Heaven's Will. Whatever the Heavens give you, you can take it back at any time.
Furthermore, the Saint power was something that one cultivated bit by bit, making it incredibly stable and fused with one's soul, making it impossible for anyone to take it away.
When Isaac and the others saw this, they also took a step forward with respect and awe on their faces.
"Lord Holy Emperor, we also wish to join the Holy Sanctum, I wonder …"
"As long as we can pass the review, we can ask Adolf." Lin Sheng said flatly.
He glanced at Kasumi, who nodded slightly at him.
She couldn't find it?
Lin Sheng's heart turned solemn.
The battle of the priests was not what he was most worried about. What he was most worried about was the coming Blacktide. So he sent Kasumi to find and capture the many subordinates that Faldt had summoned.
But he did not expect to find them.
"Let's go back and defend. The survivors here, if you are willing, you can gather together and return to Henricqal. I will deal with the Underworld Hand first. This thing has been stuck here for a long time and must be dealt with as soon as possible. "
"Yes!"
The group of people replied one after another.
Lin Sheng had no time to waste as he looked up at the edge of the sky.
The sky that had just regained its blue color was now stained with a faint layer of grayish-black.
It was a unique phenomenon of the Blacktide pollution.
"Go."
Saint power burst out from Lin Sheng's body as a huge flame-like holy light shot out from his feet, propelling him into the air and toward the giant Underworld Hand in the sky.
The Underworld Hand was only the length of a finger from afar.
But as it flew closer, it got closer and closer.
The shape of the Underworld Hand was also getting bigger and taller.
When Lin Sheng reached the closest distance.
The Underworld Hand had turned into a giant black hand hundreds of meters tall.
The giant hand was made of black smoke and had a total of nine fingers. The fingertips were sharp, and the palm glowed with a faint red pattern.
As he got a little closer, Lin Sheng felt a little poisonous gas spreading around.
He took a breath and felt a pungent smell, and his head was slightly dizzy.
Although it was quickly dispelled and purified by Saint power. But even with his current physique, he still felt dizzy. If an ordinary person smelled it, they would have died instantly.
"I really can't let you live!"
Lin Sheng snorted coldly and grabbed with one hand.
Just like before, the huge Holy Sword appeared in his hand again.
He held the sword with both hands and slashed forward several times with great force.
Chi chi chi chi chi!
In the blink of an eye, the giant Underworld Hand was cut into several pieces like a black jelly and slowly collapsed.
Compared to the three powerful priests, its strength was still a notch weaker. And with such a huge body, it had not fully unleashed its true strength.
Against Lin Sheng, the Underworld Hand was basically a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. It had no power to fight back. Very quickly, the severed body parts fell down and smashed onto the ground.
Lin Sheng slashed a few more times with the sword and completely cut the Underworld Hand into more than a dozen pieces.
Then he opened his palm and released a large amount of pure white Saint power, shrouding an area.
A huge pillar of Saint power descended from the sky and violently washed over the area where the Underworld Hand was.
Not long after, a shrill scream came from the wreckage of the Underworld Hand. Then all the wreckage shrank and turned into smoke, purified by Saint power and disappeared.
Only when the last piece of wreckage was completely gone did Lin Sheng retract his Saint power.
Continuously releasing a huge amount of Holy Power on a large scale, without the condition of using Unlimited Conversion, even he felt a little tired.
"Time to go back … I need to stabilize my soul power first!"
After that, he left a message for Kasumi through the soul link, and then flew straight back to Henricqal.
"Divine Walk Ward."
While he was flying, he gave himself another buff to move and run.
His speed increased by a huge margin. He broke through the sound barrier in an instant.
A few minutes later, he flew over Henricqal and landed in the research center.
…
…
The battle of Pilash had destroyed many buildings in the capital.
This battle should have shocked the world, subverting everyone's imagination and confirming Lin Sheng's identity as the strongest person in the world.
But at this time, long-distance communications were gradually being interfered with, and the Dark Mist was getting thicker.
Most of the survivors in the capital did not know who the other two people fighting Faldt were, and the final victor was only known through the Holy Sanctum's follow-up rescue team.
With all three Hidden Realms destroyed, the Darksiders fled in all directions. Communication was intermittent, and the transmission of news was not as smooth as before.
After more than a week, the news that the ruler of the Holy Sanctum, the Holy Emperor, had killed Faldt and dealt with the powerful enemy of the human world slowly spread throughout the Hidden Realms.
This was supposed to be an exciting piece of news.
But the Black Tide had a new change, and no one had time to celebrate as they once again fell into a life and death struggle.
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