Xian Ni: The God of Killing Returns, Marries Li Muwan at the Beginning

A hint of indifference flashed in Lin Che's eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, he completely detonated the force of the seat's recoil. This force formed a torrent within his body, gushing out through his fingers.

Lin Che's finger struck Tuo Sen's chest hard, and golden power surged in like a tide, instantly dispersing the black mist and silencing the vengeful spirit's roar.

Tuosen froze, his thousand-foot body began to tremble violently, and the ancient god star point on his chest gradually dimmed, clearly indicating that his core power was damaged.

"Excellent! Based solely on this method of proving the Dao through force, you, Lin Che, truly deserve to be called an ancient god!"

As Tuosen retreated, the alluring woman within the illusory net somehow managed to reshape her physical body.

Following her uncanny connection with Tuosen, she found her way here and witnessed the final moments of their fierce battle. Her expression suddenly changed, and a murderous intent flashed in her eyes. She swayed as she was about to step into the net to help Tuosen kill Lin Che.

Just as the alluring woman's toes were about to touch the net, Tuo Sen, who had retreated to the front, suddenly turned around and threw out his right fist. The fist wind was wrapped with the violent power of the ancient god and went straight for the alluring woman.

"Get out of my way! This is a civil war within our clan; how dare outsiders interfere!"

The alluring woman was completely unprepared for Tuosen's attack. In her haste, she formed hand seals, and layers of pink ribbons instantly appeared in front of her, swirling like waves to meet the sudden punch.

"boom!"

A deafening explosion rang out, and the already severely injured woman coughed up a mouthful of blood. She staggered back several steps, her charming demeanor vanished, replaced by a ferocious and venomous expression. She screamed shrilly, "Tuosen! How dare you defy the will of this princess!"

Tuo Sen's eyes flashed with a cold light, and a sneer appeared on his lips. He raised his right hand again, and the power of the ancient god condensed into a storm in his fist, which crashed down on the fairy.

"Do you really think I'm a brute who can be manipulated at will? If I didn't need you to heal my wounds, would I tolerate your control? And who in this world is worthy of controlling me!"

"You are nothing but a plaything of the Immortal Venerable, yet you dare to scheme against this god? Get out of here!"

A deafening roar shook the void as Tuosen's fist pierced the edge of the illusory net, forcing the already heavily injured Fairy Consort to retreat once more.

Once she had retreated thousands of feet away, Tuosen suddenly grabbed the edge of the net with both hands. The power of the ancient god surged into the net like a torrent, violently tearing the gap that had just been torn open shut, sealing the net again, and completely cutting off any possibility of the fairy princess intervening.

It all happened in the blink of an eye.

Tuo Sen flicked his wrist, and when he turned around, his gaze locked onto Lin Che again, his eyes burning with a fierce fighting spirit.

"Now, no one can disturb our battle anymore."

Although the stone platform had crumbled to pieces, the inheritance timer had reached its thirty-ninth breath as time passed.

The recoil from the seat had already reached the limit that Lin Che could withstand.

Even though he was a Seven-Star Ancient God with a physical recovery ability far exceeding that of ordinary people, and the two sources within his body were rapidly offsetting the impact, if he continued to force himself to hold on, his physical body would inevitably collapse again, resulting in his death and the dissipation of his soul.

The more violent the seat's recoil, the more turbulent the inherited energy within it became, surging into Lin Che's body like a flood bursting its banks.

At the center of his brow, the vortex of the eighth ancient god star was solidifying at a visible speed, with a pale golden halo flowing around the edge of the vortex, showing faint signs of breaking through to the eighth star.

Moreover, the ancient demon corpse beside him, which had remained intact during the previous fierce battle, was now being frantically enveloped by a black demonic aura. The demonic aura surged into the corpse's right eye, and in Lin Che's perception, it successively conjured a second, third, and fourth demonic star.

Clearly, this ancient inheritance not only nourished his ancient god power, but also awakened the ancient demonic essence hidden within him.

Gifts that can be passed down are always accompanied by danger. As Lin Che actively accelerated the absorption of the inherited energy, a tearing pain suddenly shot through his left eye, and blood trickled down the corner of his eye, staining his cheek red.

Lin Che suddenly understood.

This ancient tradition originated from Ye Mo. Back then, Li Guang shot out Ye Mo's left eye with an arrow, leaving the tradition incomplete. Now, he is forcibly absorbing it, and the incomplete source will backfire on his left eye. The deeper he goes, the more intense the pain will be.

Just as Lin Che was enduring the excruciating pain in his left eye and trying his best to balance the surging power within his body, Tuo Sen, who had sealed off the net, strode towards him.

The demon god Tuosen suddenly raised his right hand to the sky, clenched his fist tightly, and with a thunderous roar, a hundred-foot-long spear suddenly condensed from the void.

The spear was dark gold in color, and ancient divine runes were engraved all over its body. As the runes flowed, a heavy and domineering aura of ancient gods wafted over. It was the royal artifact left behind by Tu Si, the God-Slaying Spear!

"Lin Che! Take this shot!"

With a roar, Tuosen gripped the God-Slaying Spear tightly in his right hand, tilted his arm back sharply, and channeled the power of the ancient gods into the spear like a volcanic eruption.

The dark golden spear instantly burst forth with dazzling light, and runes condensed at the spear tip into a golden spear beam several meters long. The surrounding void was slightly distorted by this power.

The next instant, Tuo Sen swung his arm forward, and the God-Slaying Spear, like a bolt of lightning that tore through the heavens and earth, hurtled straight toward Lin Che's heart with a sharp whooshing sound!
Wherever the spear passed, the shattered stone platform fragments were swept up, turning into a torrent of broken stones that followed closely behind the spear, its power terrifying beyond measure.

Lin Che's pupils contracted sharply. The intense pain in his left eye blurred his vision, but the oppressive feeling of death brought by the God-Slaying Spear instantly brought him back to his senses.

He dared not be negligent in the slightest, and slammed his left hand on the remaining seat beneath him, pouring all the remaining ancient god power into it.

Although the seat was mostly shattered, a trace of recoil force remained at its core. He forcibly detonated it, turning it into a pale golden energy barrier that stood in front of him.

"clang--!"

The God-Slaying Spear slammed into the energy barrier, the ear-piercing metallic clang shaking the entire palace, and golden sparks rained down like a storm.

The energy barrier was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks. Lin Che was shaken by the immense force, his blood and qi surging within him. His newly healed wounds burst open again, and blood soaked through his clothes.

Lin Che did not back down. He quickly tapped his forehead with his right hand, and the seventh ancient god star suddenly lit up. A pure ancient god power surged into the barrier through his arm, barely supporting it and preventing it from completely shattering.

At the same time, despite the pain in his left eye, he stared intently at Tuo Sen, his mind racing as he considered how to respond.

With the God-Slaying Spear in hand, Tuosen's combat power surged, making it impossible for him to win by directly confronting Tuosen. The only option was to use the power of his inheritance to fight him.

Seeing that Lin Che had actually blocked the first strike of the God-Slaying Spear, Tuosen's eyes flashed with a hint of approval, then his grin widened: "Still holding on? Then try this move again!" (End of Chapter)