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

Outside the hall, the roar of the meteor sea carried killing intent, while inside, the auras of the four people intertwined to form an invisible net, firmly trapping the Sect Master in the center.

All that could be seen was the flow of ice and fire essence around Lin Che, and the Blood God Sword humming and trembling in its sheath.

The oppressive aura emanating from the physical body of the ancient god Tuosen spread like an abyss, causing fine cracks to appear on the ground with every breath.

The Sect Master looked at the two people in front of him. Although the spiritual power of the early stage of the Void Tribulation still surrounded him, the fear in his eyes grew stronger. He knew very well that if the two of them fought to the death, even if he could win, he would inevitably have to pay the price of damage to his Dao foundation.

What unsettled him even more was the golden seal that had suddenly appeared and then disappeared.

That aura that transcends the void is like a pair of invisible eyes, coldly watching the battle through the cracks in the palace.

The palm master's fingertips trembled slightly. This feeling of being spied on made him feel like he was being watched, and he almost broke free of the restraints of reason.

Just then, a familiar fluctuation of spiritual energy came from the distant horizon.

It is indeed Daoist Lanmeng!
However, Daoist Lanmeng did not make a move. He knew better than anyone that under the current circumstances, if he made even the slightest mistake, he would face certain death.

"Damn it!"

The Master cursed under his breath, a metallic taste rising in his throat. He spat out a mouthful of blood, which splashed onto the jade steps in front of him, blooming into tiny crimson spots.

He knew he couldn't wait any longer. If Daoist Lanmeng arrived, surrounded on all sides, he would surely die today.

A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, and golden ripples spread beneath the palm's feet. The power of the void surged, and he was about to tear through space to escape.

But just as his figure was about to disappear, Lin Che suddenly raised his right hand, his five fingers forming a claw, and grabbed fiercely at the void!
Boom! !
A roar resounded between heaven and earth, and a pitch-black storage rift unfolded behind the Master, from which dozens of ancient leaves gleaming with a ghostly light flew out like shooting stars.

The ancient divine aura swirling around the leaves instantly spread out, weaving into an impenetrable barrier around the Palm Master, completely sealing off all escape routes.

"Want to leave? It's not that easy!"

Lin Che's eyes flashed with killing intent. He took a step forward and rushed towards the Master like an arrow, his hands quickly forming hand seals in front of his chest.

"Tear the sky apart!"

With a low shout, Lin Che's ice and fire essence surged wildly, condensing into a huge energy vortex above his head.

At the center of the vortex, a pitch-black spatial rift slowly unfolded, the space at the edge of the rift constantly twisting, emitting a terrifying suction force capable of devouring everything, heading straight for the Palm Venerable.

The Master's expression changed drastically. In a hurry, he formed hand seals, and the power of the Void Tribulation condensed into a golden light wall in front of him, which he then slammed into the spatial rift.

"Bang!" The moment the golden light wall collided with the crack, countless fragments of space scattered. The Palm Master was shaken back three steps, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth again.

At that moment, Tuosen's figure suddenly swayed, and the aura of the ancient god around him changed abruptly. The domineering and raging pressure that was originally there instantly dissipated, replaced by a calm and vast aura, as if a giant beast that had been sleeping for thousands of years had suddenly awakened.

The demon god Tuosen's eyes became deep, and a faint golden light emanated from his body. It was clear that the consciousness of the ancient god Tusi had temporarily taken over!

"Tu Si...you're still alive!" Upon seeing this, the Master's pupils suddenly contracted, his voice filled with disbelief and horror.

Tu Si did not answer, but slowly raised his right hand and grabbed at the void.

In an instant, thunder roared across the heavens and earth, dark clouds gathered above the palace, and a huge blood-red spear condensed from the clouds, carrying the momentum to tear the sky apart, and landed in Tu Si's hand.

He gripped the spear, his arm twitching slightly, and the lightning on the spear seemed to come alive as he thrust it towards the Palm Master. "Don't even think about it!"

With a roar, the Master of the Palms shot out his left hand with lightning speed and grabbed the tip of the spear tightly.

The two terrifying forces collided, instantly shattering the jade pillars inside the hall and creating a bottomless chasm in the ground.

The veins on the Master's arms bulged, and his face turned bright red, clearly indicating that he had exerted all his strength.

Tu Si's gaze remained unchanged as he exerted force in his arm once more, causing the lightning on his spear to surge violently, blasting the Palm Master back a hundred feet.

The Master staggered to his feet, and although he was not injured, the spiritual energy within his body was in disarray.

Taking advantage of this brief gap, Lin Che's Sky-Tearing Crack had already approached the Palm Venerable by less than half a zhang.

The Master, with disheveled hair and a hint of madness in his eyes, bit his tongue without hesitation and spat out a mouthful of golden primordial blood.

This mouthful of blood contained the essence of his life's cultivation. In the air, it transformed into streaks of golden light, bypassing the spatial rift and heading straight for Lin Che.

As long as this mouthful of primordial spirit blood falls on Lin Che, it will instantly erode his primordial spirit, causing him to completely lose his fighting power.

Lin Che remained calm. Just as the golden light was about to reach him, he slowly spoke, uttering a single word: "Freeze!"

The moment the words fell, everything in the world seemed to freeze. The golden light paused in the air, the expansion of the spatial rift also temporarily stopped, and even the sound of the waves outside the palace disappeared.

This was the immobilization technique he had mastered, using his own essence as a guide to temporarily freeze all the rules of heaven and earth. Although it could only be maintained for a moment, it was enough to change the course of the battle.

Taking advantage of this brief pause, Lin Che swayed his body, dodging the golden light like a ghost. At the same time, he swung his right hand forward, and the Blood God Sword at his waist suddenly came out of its sheath, turning into a scarlet lightning bolt that rushed straight towards the Palm Master.

Pfft!

The speed of the Blood Sword was extremely fast. The Palm Master had just recovered from the effects of the immobilization spell and had no time to react before the Blood Sword pierced through his right shoulder, drawing out a stream of scalding blood.

"Damn guy!"

The Master let out a shrill scream and staggered backward, the bloodshot in his eyes almost solidifying.

Looking at Lin Che and Tu Si, and remembering the impending arrival of Daoist Lan Meng, a surge of overwhelming hatred welled up in his heart. "You're courting death!"

The servant of the Master suddenly raised his left hand, pointing to the sky, and the power of the Void Calamity gathered wildly above his head, shouting, "Trying to catch the moon in a well!"

As these four words fell, the Meteor Sea outside the hall suddenly churned violently, and the seawater seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, condensing into a huge well behind the Lord.

The surface of the well water was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the sky above, and even the movement of the clouds and the flashes of thunder were clearly visible.

Immediately afterwards, the Master scooped up a golden light from the water with his right hand.

The light and shadow were clearly Lin Che's appearance, but his eyes were empty, obviously a reflection of his soul!

"Lin Che, aren't you very good at fighting? Today, I will retrieve your soul from this well and make it vanish into nothingness!"

The Master grinned maliciously, and with a slight exertion of force in his right hand, the golden light began to distort, as if it might dissipate at any moment. (End of Chapter)