Chapter 1529: Chapter 1502: Who Gave You the Courage?
Little Lin, who had been asleep, suddenly opened his eyes.
His Primordial Spirit had been severely damaged before, causing him to remain in a deep slumber.
However...
After Xiao Yi returned to the Qingtian Realm, he provided numerous resources and treasures to help Little Lin restore his Primordial Spirit’s strength.
Yet, Little Lin is currently stuck at the peak of the king-sealing level, unable to leap to the Saint King Realm.
He remains in a state of deep seclusion.
If he does not break through,
he will find it difficult to revive.
Until now.
Xiao Yi poured the power of both the Supreme Yin Demon Beast and Supreme Yang Demon Beast, as well as half the divine thought avatar of Wang Jianfeng, into his body.
It allowed Little Lin to finally touch the threshold of the Saint King Realm.
He officially stepped into this mysterious and powerful realm.
Swish!
Swish!
Two brilliant beams shot from his golden eyes, as pure as substance, cutting across the void.
Like two long rainbows spanning between heaven and earth.
"Boss!"
Little Lin was bathed in black and white light, a slight smile tugging at his lips as he looked at Xiao Yi in front of him.
Xiao Yi nodded and said with a smile, "Go on, break through to the Saint King Realm, then we brothers can fight side by side again!"
Little Lin nodded heavily.
He clenched his fists, lifted his head, and charged towards the sky.
As he rushed towards the sky,
the surrounding winds and clouds, thunder appeared out of nowhere, and fell on his body.
Crackle!
Mighty divine lightning that could destroy all creation struck him, yet could not harm his true body, and as he drew closer to the high-altitude clouds, Little Lin gradually revealed his true form.
The Ancient Sky-Devouring Dragon!
And it’s of mutated bloodline!
At this moment, Little Lin stretched ten thousand feet long, his entire body pitch-black as ink, each scale indestructible, every claw razor-sharp.
Three golden horns atop his head complemented each other, resembling a golden crown!
In ancient times,
Kun Peng devoured dragons and phoenixes.
Yet the Ancient Sky-Devouring Dragon hunted Kun Peng.
It can be imagined how terrifying Little Lin’s bloodline is.
Roar!
Little Lin spiraled through the void, his massive form obscuring the sky, and with a single roar, sent booming echoes throughout the heavens.
He suddenly opened his maw, his bloody mouth seemingly a bottomless pit.
In one gulp, he swallowed the Yin and Yang Origin that the Supreme Yin Demon Beast and Supreme Yang Demon Beast had transformed into, along with Wang Jianfeng’s divine thought avatar.
Thunderous! Boom!
Three massive energies simultaneously entered his body, and Little Lin immediately activated his devouring power to the utmost.
Like a world-ending grinder, he crazily crushed and devoured these three energies.
The surging energy continuously poured into his body.
Filling his Primordial Spirit and physical form.
Little Lin’s aura steadily climbed,
having surpassed the peak of the king-sealing level, reaching the Half-step Saint King stage.
As Little Lin’s aura and strength increased, an enormous black vortex unexpectedly appeared in the sky, filled with rolling thunder and raging winds.
Like the end of days.
This is the Saint King’s Heavenly Tribulation.
The vortex covered an expanse of a hundred thousand miles.
Bear in mind...
This is in the Unharmed Heaven Realm.
The Heavenly Dao of the Unharmed Heaven Realm is countless times more powerful than the Qingtian Realm, with a hundred thousand-mile Saint King Tribulation, not much different from when Xiao Yi once crossed the tribulation.
In comparison,
now Fang Tianchi has just stepped into the king-sealing realm.
However, he had only refined a tenth of the divine thought avatar.
As long as he fully refines the divine thought avatar, the Saint King Realm is within reach!
The vortex in the sky rolled like waves, building to its peak, finally releasing the first bolt of destructive thunder. Xiao Lin let out a long howl and shattered the thunder with his roar.
His massive body suddenly shook, flying straight towards the thunder vortex.
"This kid... is truly wild..." Xiao Yi laughed wryly.
Yet he did not know...
When he himself crossed the tribulation, he was even more wild and fierce than Little Lin.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Little Lin charged through the vortex again and again, breaking it to pieces, but the power of the heavenly tribulation was too terrifying, reforming the tribulation vortex each time.
Having already crossed seven rounds of thunder tribulation, only two waves remained.
But just as Little Lin was about to cross the eighth wave,
a golden arrow whooshed through the air, incredibly swift and unexpected, even Xiao Yi did not detect it in advance.
By the time he noticed, the golden arrow was already in front of Little Lin.
Boom!
An earth-shattering explosion occurred, and Little Lin let out a miserable cry as blood poured down like torrential rain. The endless thunder seized the opportunity to furiously strike his body.
Howl...
Little Lin cried out again and again.
Though he had crossed seven thunder tribulations unscathed, it was this sudden golden arrow ambush that gravely wounded him.
"Bastard!"
Xiao Yi’s expression drastically changed, his eyes instantly filled with bloodlust, as his cold gaze swept across the void, spotting ten thousand miles away a bald, three-eyed figure wielding a golden bow, standing in midair.
On either side of him,
stood another bald figure, skin entirely golden, holding long staffs.
"Blissful Heaven Realm?"
Xiao Yi gritted his teeth.
These three came from the Blissful Heaven Realm.
The three-eyed bald man Shi Tong sneered across the distance: "Filthy creatures of the Unharmed Heaven Realm, and now you’re about to give birth to two Saint Kings? You two deal with those attempting to break through to the Saint King Realm. As for this one, leave him to be dispatched by my own hand!"
"Yes!"
"Shi Tong Bodhisattva, rest assured, we will fulfill the task!"
These two were both Half-step Saint Kings,
wielding golden staffs.
One charged at Fang Tianchi, the other rushed towards the tribulation-transcending Little Lin.
"Get down here!"
Xiao Yi tried to stop them, but at that moment, a golden arrow brushed past him. Blood pierced through his head as Shi Tong’s voice echoed eerily: "Your opponent is I!"
Shi Tong wielded the golden bow, his face taunting, and raised a finger towards Xiao Yi: "One move, I’ll give you one move. After that, you will have no chance to strike..."
"Courting death!"
Xiao Yi snorted coldly.
The Qingping Sword swung out fiercely.
This Shi Tong was only at the Fourth Layer of the Saint King Realm, even less than Wang Jianfeng’s divine thought avatar. How dare he provoke him?
Would Xiao Yi tolerate this?
Buzz!
The longsword struck out, unstoppable.
Shi Tong smirked condescendingly: "Ants of the Unharmed Heaven Realm, with lowly bloodlines, how dare they..."
However,
before the words fell.
The longsword was already upon him.
In that instant,
Shi Tong felt his whole body filled with fear, his scalp tingling, his expression changed drastically, finally realizing he underestimated the young man before him: "No, this boy’s strength is peculiar..."
Clang!
He hurriedly raised his bow to block in front of him.
With a loud crash,
the bow shattered explosively.
The bowstring whipped back, snapping Shi Tong’s arm right off.
The once arrogant Shi Tong, like a kite with a broken string, plummeted fiercely to the ground.
Watching Shi Tong fall in a pitiful state, Xiao Yi’s face was expressionless: "Who gave you the courage to show off in front of me?"