Secular world: My destiny has no taboos

Chapter 498 (508): The overwhelming trend, who will submit?
The face of the Evil Spirit Lord was now filled with solemnity.

There are many rumors about him. Some say he is an evil star, some say he is a doctor, and some say he is a heartless thug.

He admitted to being inhuman, but scoffed at the term "thug."

In fact, besides doing research, his favorite thing is physiognomy.

For this reason, he once specially exchanged the heart of a Heavenly Immortal Diviner for his own, giving him the divination ability of an Immortal.

He knew from the beginning that the seemingly foolish little emperor of the previous dynasty was not simple at all, so he cast a divination for himself.

Through that divination, he saw the figure of a person in the long river of fate.

This figure exuded murderous intent, with blood raining down. Backed by the Nether Sea, with the reflection of a massive city gate and palace floating behind him, he resembled an invincible monarch.

It was because of this divination that he believed his greatest enemy in the future would be that emperor of the past dynasties.

But now he realizes that all his previous judgments were wrong. The figure in the dark sea was not some emperor who had endured the stagnation of past dynasties, but the young man in front of him.

"Good! Good! Good!"

The Evil Spirit Lord said "good" three times in a row, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

"I'm starting to get interested in you."

The Evil Spirit True Lord stared at the killing intent between Lin Beixuan's brows and said indifferently, "My clone can't defeat you, so consider this Evil Spirit Army a gift to you."

"Next time, I'll come in person!"

As he spoke, the figure of the Evil Spirit True Lord slowly disappeared.

However, at this very moment, Lin Beixuan suddenly raised his head.

"Come when you want and leave when you want?"

"Then, should I accept the position of Prefect of Luo Prefecture or not?"

As he spoke, wisps of black lightning surged at Lin Beixuan's fingertips, like countless small snakes extending upwards, swiftly pouncing towards the Evil Spirit True Monarch.

The Evil Spirit Lord slowly raised his right hand, and a ferocious blood-red eye suddenly opened on the back of his hand.

This eye is eerie and malevolent, even more bizarre than the combined eyes of the Evil Eye Immortal. The two pupils in the center of the pupil are pressed together, forming a double pupil.

In an instant, the light around the Evil Spirit True Lord became distorted, and the Yin Lightning that rushed in front of him dissipated completely under the distortion, as if it had never appeared at all.

Seeing this, Lin Beixuan was not discouraged. Accompanied by the Yin Thunder, the Karmic Fire rose up. The Karmic Fire contained calamity. Under the influence of his destiny, these two completely incompatible forces merged completely, forming an unprecedented black flame.

The black flames were so intense that even the Evil Spirit True Lord couldn't help but frown when he saw them rising from the hem of his robes.

The karmic flames, amplified by the calamity energy, had reached a point where they could influence even the most powerful gods. The burning flames not only ignited the hem of the Evil Spirit True Lord's robes but also burrowed into his flesh.

For the first time, the Evil Spirit Lord felt excruciating pain.

Although this is only his clone, the two souls are still connected.

The Karmic Flame specifically burns the souls of those with heavy karma, and the Evil Spirit True Lord's karma is arguably the greatest among all the people Lin Beixuan has ever seen.

So the karmic fire quickly blazed up and enveloped the entire Evil Spirit Lord.

Lin Beixuan quietly watched the evil spirit lord being consumed by karmic fire, then lowered his head and looked at the poison spots that had appeared on his hands.

Unbeknownst to him, the evil seal had already begun to affect him. Even when he mobilized his power to drive it away, the evil seal remained stubbornly intractable and could not be removed by force.

"call--"

Lin Beixuan let out a long breath, and the Netherworld Domain unfolded like a round fan, instantly enveloping the entire battlefield.

Countless scenes of hell flashed by like slides, and cold chains extended out, placing the Evil Spirit Lord on the scales of judgment.

Just then, the evil spirit lord's arrogant laughter rang out, and a ferocious black dragon head emerged from the karmic flames, exhaling a cold breath.

While this breath wasn't enough to extinguish the karmic flames, it temporarily reduced their intensity.

The Evil Spirit Lord emerged from the burning karmic flames, his body still covered in the raging flames, and the dragon head that spewed dragon breath was on his left hand.

His right hand, however, transformed into a tiger's head with a strange longsword atop its head.

"Hands can be replaced with animal heads?" Lin Beixuan looked at this scene with some surprise.

Human hands transformed into the heads of dragons and tigers—such a bizarre sight could probably only occur in the mundane world.

Moreover, Lin Beixuan discovered that these two beast heads were not simple beast heads, but were divinely created organs from mortal gods, just like his Flowing Clouds Divine Hand Bone and Black Scaled Dragon Hand Bone.

The Evil Spirit True Lord gently raised his tiger head, the long sword on his skull pointing at Lin Beixuan, and said calmly.

"Since you don't want me to leave, then I'll test your strength beforehand."

The Evil Spirit True Lord seemed completely indifferent to his clone, abandoning the idea of ​​escaping even though he knew the clone would ultimately be no match for Lin Beixuan.

Perhaps in his view, using a clone to probe Lin Beixuan's trump card was a worthwhile endeavor.

In an instant, the Evil Spirit Lord moved, his figure vanished, leaving only lines of text appearing in mid-air.

When he reappeared, he was already behind Lin Beixuan.

The longsword slashed out, shattering the void, and the roar of the tiger resounded through the sky, shaking even Lin Beixuan's divine domain.

Lin Beixuan reacted instantly upon hearing the sound, and the decision appeared in his hand in an instant as he fiercely slashed upwards.

"Zheng!!"

The two swords clashed, producing a buzzing sound.

Neither of the two swords was ordinary. The surrounding air rippled and spread like water, and the space shattered layer by layer, revealing a dark and unknown abyss. Then, a fierce gale rose up and split the gray clouds in the sky.

"Boom! Whoosh!!"

The aftershocks from the powerful collision raged in all directions, as if the entire sky had been severed, with the clouds splitting and stretching all the way to the horizon.

The battlefield below was also affected by this aftershock.

The Evil-Eyed Immortal stared in shock at the battle between Lin Beixuan and the Evil Spirit True Monarch. He could hardly believe that the Northern Underworld Lord could actually be evenly matched with the Evil Spirit True Monarch.

Then, he looked in the direction of the two immortals, Tianwu and Huapi.

Under the dark sun, the painted-skin immortal was completely suppressed; her divine domain and the painted skin itself were burned away the moment they appeared.

The corpse that had been wrapped in a painted skin emerged from the body and smashed it against the head of the painted-skin immortal, deforming the head.

The divine domain of the Heavenly Centipede Immortal was completely rendered useless, and the Hidden God intervened to save Wu Huo and the others, severely injuring them as well.

"The plan has failed!"

The Evil-Eyed Immortal sighed deeply, the dark sun like a fog shrouding his heart, never able to be dispelled.

Having been a human immortal for so long, this was the first time he had felt fear from a second person besides the Evil Spirit True Lord.

Even while he was fighting the Evil Spirit Lord, he was still able to distract himself and hold down those hiding in the shadows.

"After we return this time, the True Lord will surely elevate Luo Zhou to the same level as the Goddess Zigu."

"It's not a place that can be manipulated at will!"

The Evil Eye Immortal's figure blurred as he dodged the Shadow God's attack, rescued the Painted Skin Immortal from Xi Xuan's grasp, and landed on the giant centipede head of the Heavenly Centipede Immortal.

"You've won this time!"

The Evil-Eyed Immortal looked at the Hidden God and the others, his face covered with countless eyes that were opening and closing.

"But when we visit Luo Zhou again next time, it won't just be the three of us immortals and an army of evil spirits."

The Evil-Eyed Immortal threw the Painted Skin God, who was as rotten as mud, at his feet and whispered to the Heavenly Centipede Immortal.

"Order the entire army, we're leaving!" A loud roar came from the mouth of the Heavenly Centipede Immortal Insect: "What about the True Monarch's clone?"

"The True Lord's clone is delaying the Northern Underworld Lord for us, otherwise none of us would be able to leave!" the Evil-Eyed Immortal shouted sternly.

In his opinion, if the Heavenly Centipede and the Painted Skin Immortal had been a little faster, they might have already completed the plan.

Now that they're dragging their defeated troops back, the True Lord might not let them off easily.

"go!"

The Celestial Centipede nodded, raised its head, and let out a strange hiss.

The screech carried far, and the evil spirit army, upon hearing it, disregarded the strange behavior of their enemies and retreated like a tide without lingering.

The Hidden God and the Shadow God frowned as they watched this scene. They did not intervene, because the battle had been going on for too long, and even the Northern Underworld Army was finding it difficult to continue.

Wu Huo sat on the ground, leaning on his knife. There was a horrific wound at the corner of his eye that stretched down to his chin, almost tearing off half of his face.

On his chest and abdomen, there was a gaping wound, with all his internal organs missing, and one could see the view behind him through his chest.

Xing Liang and Zhang He weren't much better off.

Xing Liang's Ghost Shadow Blade was full of nicks, while Zhang He's Nether Spear was broken in two.

The gap between them and the Human Immortals was ultimately too vast. Even though the Heavenly Centipede Human Immortals had most of their power suppressed by Lin Beixuan's domain, they were still no match for them.

Being able to escape with one's life from the other side is already an extremely lucky outcome.

However, the battle atop Huangque City continued.

After being infused with murderous intent by Lin Beixuan, the Choice finally unleashed its full power.

A sharp sword light pierced the sky like a dazzling meteor, tearing through the space as easily as fragile paper, its fierce intent heading straight for the neck of the Evil Spirit True Lord.

"What a fine sword!" The Evil Spirit True Monarch's eyes shone, and he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

His eyes, like Lin Beixuan's, are divinely created organs.

If Lin Beixuan's eyes were two golden, fiery pupils, then the Evil Spirit True Lord's pupils were sinister, beastly pupils.

In addition to the contest of strength, the two sides also engaged in a battle of spirit and soul.

The evil seal of the Evil Spirit True Lord was constantly eroding Lin Beixuan's spirit.

However, whenever the power of curses and Gu techniques tried to invade Lin Beixuan's mind, a black dragon surging in his sea of ​​consciousness would open its mouth and devour it.

The Evil Spirit Lord also had to constantly resist the power contained in Lin Beixuan's eyes.

Even he found the terrifying power of devouring and digestion somewhat troublesome.

With just a moment of carelessness, part of his clone's body was erased by the other party's pupil power, as if it had never appeared on this body at all.

Lin Beixuan held the decision-making tool in his hand and looked at the Evil Spirit True Lord: "Do you think it's a sword?"

With a light laugh, the power of the demonic sword on his body instantly receded, replaced by an aura of majesty and dominance.

Overlord Blade - Soul of Shadow.

Lin Beixuan unleashed a slash through the air, the blade carrying endless calamities, as if the shadowy figures of Rakshasa were lingering upon it.

The evil spirit lord's right hand uttered a mournful cry as the tiger sword appeared between the tiger's eyebrows, and the sword instantly lost its previous divine power.

At the same time, three enormous humanoid phantoms suddenly rose up behind Lin Beixuan. They were like gods who used heaven and earth as chess pieces, indifferently watching the Evil Spirit True Monarch, and simultaneously placed a piece.

"town!!"

In an instant, the surrounding space was completely sealed off, and even if the Evil Spirit Lord wanted to escape through the space, he could not do so.

"Heh... As expected of the Killing Star, you possess such power even before completely shedding your mortal body. It's countless times stronger than my Evil Star Destiny!"

The Evil Spirit True Lord looked at Lin Beixuan in amazement, his smile growing even wider.

"Tell me, what would happen if I possessed your destiny?"

The Evil Spirit Lord's smile was sinister, and his eyes held nothing but greed besides approval.

"I have always been looking for someone with a stronger destiny than mine, but apart from that little emperor's Ziwei star destiny, I really can't find a second person who can surpass my evil star destiny."

"But I saw it today!"

"The fusion of the physical body is merely superficial; the soul, consciousness... and even one's innate destiny are what I pursue to achieve the ultimate!"

The Evil Spirit True Lord laughed heartily. Surprisingly, he did not resist. He simply stood quietly in place, watching Lin Beixuan's domineering blade come slashing down.

He slowly uttered his last words: "Just wait and see what I'm about to do."

"Zheng!!"

The body of the Evil Spirit True Lord was instantly cut into several pieces by Lin Beixuan.

Lin Beixuan stared indifferently at the empty shell before him, inside which only a trace of the soul remained.

"Do all these popular gods love using clones so much?!"

He deliberately avoided the eyes and hands of the evil spirit avatar, preserving the divine organs that were attached to the other's body.

Killing the clone of the Evil Spirit True Monarch brought Lin Beixuan no reward, so he had to make up for it with the divine organs created by the Evil Spirit True Monarch.

Fortunately, the opponent was able to drop equipment, otherwise I would have suffered a huge loss after revealing so many of my trump cards!
Lin Beixuan collected all the divinely created organs, which could be placed in the Northern Underworld Army's armory as rewards for exchanging merit points in the future.

After doing all this, Lin Beixuan leaned weakly against the city wall.

The last thing the Evil Spirit Lord said when he gave up resisting was very strange.

What will the other party do next?
Lin Beixuan's mind was filled with thoughts as he looked down at the Beiming army below the city, who had finished resting and were beginning to clean up the battlefield.

At a glance, besides the corpses of the evil spirit soldiers, many of the Northern Underworld soldiers had also died, which caused Lin Beixuan a pang of pain in his heart.

Unlike the Evil Spirit Army, whose members were bio-engineered and transformed by the Evil Spirit Lord, his Northern Underworld Army consisted entirely of living people with their own consciousness and thoughts.

A few quarters of an hour later, inside the city lord's mansion.

Luo Bingzhong approached Lin Beixuan with a stern face.

"Governor's Army, our Northern Underworld Army has suffered 2,731 dead and 7,865 wounded in this battle..."

"I understand!" Lin Beixuan turned around and slowly clenched his fists: "Increase everyone's merit by 30%, and allow soldiers to exchange for items that exceed their own rank by one level."

Luo Bingzhong was startled and quickly said, "If that's the case, the low- and mid-level treasures in the Beiming Army's treasury may not last long enough for the soldiers to exchange for the next battle."

Lin Beixuan tilted his head slightly, darkness shrouding half of his face, leaving only his profile illuminated by the candlelight.

He took a deep breath and said solemnly, "I'm not afraid of losing the treasures in the armory; I'm afraid they won't do it again. Do you understand?!"

Luo Bingzhong's breath hitched. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but the words stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak.

Just as both sides were silent, Wu Huo suddenly strode in.

His injuries had mostly healed by this time, and the wounds on his chest and back that were visible were covered with gauze.

Wu Huo looked anxious, and blood gushed out in many places due to his excessive excitement, staining the gauze red.

His throat bobbed as if he was trying his best to suppress his emotions, and it took him a long time to finally calm himself down and say.

"It's bad! I just received news that the Evil Spirit True Lord's forces have split into five groups, each departing from Jiangzhou and Minzhou. Led by the Fiend God, they have attacked Changzhou (the territory of the Purple Maiden Goddess), Shunzhou (within the territory of the previous dynasty), Liangzhou (under the jurisdiction of several princes), and Bingzhou (within the territory of the previous dynasty)."

"Another large force is also heading towards Luozhou!"

(End of this chapter)