"Run!"
Sensing Fang Yun's intention, Ling Huan suddenly roared. His body became completely transparent and merged with the void. At the same time, his powerful saint will burst out. A giant saint will arm that was hundreds of thousands of miles long appeared above Fang Yun's head.
The giant arm had no skin, revealing red muscles and white bones. Saint power flowed on it. He reached out an index finger and pointed at Fang Yun. It pierced through the void and was infinitely close to a saint ancestor's attack.
Supreme Saint battle technique, Heaven and Earth Finger.
Fang Yun didn't move.
The seventeen Half-saint Spirits turned to look at Ling Huan. They didn't understand why he wanted them to run. The Spirits weren't ordinary races. They specialized in saint will and were extremely sensitive to danger. Even if Fang Yun could slightly control time, they couldn't be like the other Half-saint and not react.
However, in the next instant, they understood.
A mirror appeared in front of each Spirit Half-saint. The frame of the mirror was greenish-bronze, and the surface was oval. There seemed to be a faint mist and very shallow cracks.
Each Spirit Half-saint saw their own appearance in the mirror.
Seventeen mirrors floated in the air.
Crack …
All seventeen mirrors exploded. An infinitely small black hole appeared in the center of each mirror, and an infinitely thin white thread appeared in each black hole.
The seventeen threads looked even weaker than silk, but wherever they passed, saint will spread out, shattering the void and shaking the void.
The seventeen Spirit Half-saint were shocked. These were threads condensed from saint will, and they were the true inheritance of Old Fisherman!
The Spirits used to think that they were the race with the strongest saint will. Back then, they had set up an arena in Kunlun and challenged all the races in the world.
At first, the Spirits won every battle, and they were famous in the world.
But something unexpected happened in the end.
First, Supreme Saint Mu Xingke defeated all the Saints below the saint ancestor and left.
Then, Supreme Saint Old Fisherman attacked and severely injured a saint ancestor who was careless.
Later, the severely injured Divine Ancestor of the Spirit Race had recuperated for many years. After recovering his strength, he left Kunlun and personally sought revenge on Old Fisherman. However, Old Fisherman had already become a Divine Ancestor by then.
The Spiritual Race's Divine Ancestor didn't even see Old Fisherman before he was killed by him.
Not long after, Elder Fisherman attacked from across realms, severely injuring the Seventh Forefather of the Spiritual Clan and shocking the myriad realms. Among them, the injuries of the four ancestors were too severe, and they had no choice but to go out to find a way to heal themselves. As a result, they had a dispute with the races of the outside world, and the four ancestors were all killed.
Later on, it was rumored that Old Fisherman had exterminated half of the Spirit Race.
From then on, the Spirit Race no longer dared to leave Kunlun.
The various races of the myriad realms finally realized that both the Starherder and the Ocean Fisherman's Divine Will Inheritance were superior to the Spirit Race's.
Seeing the Sea Fishing Thread again, all of the Spirit Race Half-saint recalled the ancient legends and the terrifying Sea Fisherman.
Swish …
Seventeen strands of Sacred Will swept past the Ling Clan, slicing through space, and then quickly retracted.
The seventeen Half-saint of the Spirit Race, whose bodies were almost transparent, had pitch-black spatial cracks running from the top of their heads to the bottom of their legs.
Their bodies were split in half, turning into watery corpses that scattered on the ground.
The seventeen Half-saint of the Spirit Race had all fallen.
All of the Half-saint's bodies were trembling. What kind of monster was this human?
Not only was his Divine Path Battle Poem so powerful, but he had also mastered two types of Saint Zuway. How could he also have the inheritance of Old Fisherman?
Old Fisherman's power was indeed only suitable for himself, but his cultivation method was too important. Everyone could cultivate it, and as long as one's Divine Will was strong enough, they could create all kinds of power.
For example, Fang Yun's bronze mirror was obviously far inferior to Old Fisherman's Sea of Mirrors, but it was more suitable for Fang Yun because it could save energy.
"Fang Yun!"
The Great Saint Ling Huan roared angrily. Even if he was facing an enemy who had obtained the inheritance of Old Fisherman, he had no fear. He only wanted revenge.
"Your Divine Will is a bit weak."
As Fang Yun spoke, he grabbed the air with his right hand as if he was holding an invisible whip. He swung it up casually.
All the stars in the sky appeared under Fang Yun's feet. In an instant, thousands of stars surged, and light shot into the sky.
All the Saints were dumbfounded. The place where Fang Yun stood seemed to have turned into a fountain of stars. Countless stars shot into the sky, like a waterfall of stars flowing in reverse. It was dazzling and brilliant.
All the worlds in the world are for me!
"Star-Herding Technique …"
All the Saints mumbled the same words.
The Heaven and Earth Finger descended, and thousands of stars surged. The two sides collided violently. Around the giant arm, dense cracks appeared. The entire arm seemed to have been bitten by countless bloodthirsty insects. It kept exploding and shrinking.
In the end, the Heaven and Earth Finger was swallowed by the stars.
The stars continued to surge, flying into the sky and disappearing at the end of the starry sky.
"Pfft …" Ling Huan took a few steps back. His body swayed, and he used all of his willpower to stay upright.
"You are … the one sent by Mu Xingke and Old Fisherman to destroy my Spirit Race?" Fear finally appeared in Ling Huan's eyes.
The ancestors of the Spirit Race had once issued a ban to never provoke Mu Xingke and Old Fisherman. For many years after that, there had been peace.
Ling Huan did not expect that many years later, the common successor of the two races would appear. And the moment he appeared, he killed seventeen Spirit Race Half-saint and severely injured him, a peak Great Saint.
The Spirit Race's Saint Will was very strong, but all Saint Wills had a fatal flaw. Once they were defeated, they would be injured and difficult to recover. They were not like Saint Bodies, which could be regenerated quickly.
Fang Yun looked at Ling Huan and said, "I killed the Spirit Race's Half-saint not because of me, but because you forced me to do so. Such simple logic, idiots will never understand. Peak Great Saint? "
Fang Yun's lips curled into a mocking smile. Then, a huge mirror appeared in front of him, a hundred feet in diameter.
It could also be said that it was a small lake.
A fishing line appeared behind Fang Yun. There was no hook at the end of the line, but a thunder ink sword.
"Mirror Sea, Saint Will Fish Hook …"
All the Saints sucked in a breath of cold air. Originally, they thought that Fang Yun had only obtained the incomplete cultivation method of Old Fisherman. Now that they saw Fang Yun using the power of the Mirror Ocean and the fishing hook, they realized that even if Fang Yun did not obtain the complete inheritance of Old Fisherman, he was not far from it.
"Wait, we must have a misunderstanding …" Ling Huan did not want to accept that he had encountered such a disaster just because he had cursed. He was still trying to think of a solution.
"That's why we have to solve the misunderstanding." Fang Yun looked deeply at Ling Huan. The fishing line lowered, and the thunder ink sword sank into the lake.
"You can't do this. The Spirit Race ancestors will not let you go!"
Ling Huan shouted and quickly retreated. At the same time, he released all kinds of power and even Great Saint treasures to stop Fang Yun.
The nearby Saints suddenly retreated. They knew that Fang Yun did not attack them, but they could feel that there was a terrifying beast passing through the void between Fang Yun and Ling Huan. That beast had the power to destroy the world.
"You can't let him succeed! Friends of the Spirit Race, you can't just stand by and watch! "
Frog Si suddenly roared. The space between Ling Huan and Fang Yun suddenly rippled, forming a spatial swamp. Although Fang Yun's Sea Fishing Technique was powerful, he was still slightly affected.
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