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Chapter 458: Frozen
🕑 Added 2024-11-30 14:14:32 +0000 UTCEach time Lin San swung his sword, a shower of blood splattered through the air. Soon, all the Martial Gods around him fell to the ground, their bodies lifeless.
Numerous primordial spirits were scattered from the fallen Martial Gods.
With another swift slash from Lin San, those primordial spirits were immediately cleaved in two!
[Killed Eight-Star Martial God, gained 800,000,000 evolution points.]
[Killed Eight-Star Martial God, gained 800,000,000 evolution points.]
[Killed Eight-Star Martial God, gained 800,000,000 evolution points.]
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[Absorbed Eight-Star Martial God's blood, gained 8,000 energy points.]
[Absorbed Eight-Star Martial God's blood, gained 8,000 energy points.]
[Absorbed Eight-Star Martial God's blood, gained 8,000 energy points.]
[Absorbed Eight-Star Martial God's blood, gained 8,000 energy points.]
...
The system notifications continuously rang in his mind.
"I'm about to break a hundred billion evolution points again."
Ye Fan looked at his evolution points and silently commented.
At that moment, the vast amounts of blood and energy were continuously being absorbed into Ye Fan Sword, which greedily consumed it all, transferring the power into Lin San’s body.
Lin San squinted his eyes, savoring the sensation of immense energy flooding into his body. Yet, he didn’t linger on the feeling. Instead, he allowed his cultivation technique to automatically run, digesting the abundant energy filling him.
Meanwhile, the other Martial Gods in the distance dared not approach. The overwhelming power Lin San had displayed was simply too terrifying. Even though the Soul Restoration Grass was extremely tempting, it would mean confronting Lin San to obtain it.
But...
The ease with which Lin San had just killed those Eight-Star Martial Gods left these people terrified. None of them were willing to take the risk.
"This Soul Restoration Grass is mine now."
Lin San glanced coldly at the remaining Martial Gods and declared indifferently.
Hearing his words, none of the Martial Gods dared to move.
Some of them gritted their teeth in frustration but ultimately sighed in defeat.
They had no choice—without the strength, attempting to fight Lin San would only mean a senseless death.
In the next moment, several Martial Gods turned and left the area.
Seeing this, Lin San approached the Soul Restoration Grass. He knelt down, preparing to carefully dig it out along with the soil.
Boom—
But at that moment, an immense frost energy erupted from the distance!
A massive ice dragon formed from frost charged directly toward him.
The ice dragon moved at an alarming speed, giving Lin San no time to react.
Boom—
The frost dragon slammed into Lin San, knocking him back into a nearby ancient building. The ancient structure collapsed in the impact, exploding into debris.
The ground trembled violently from the force.
"Hahaha!"
"You little brat! Did you really think you could kill me so easily?!"
It was then that the Eight-Star Martial God, whom Lin San had previously sent flying, reappeared!
Upon closer inspection, it was clear that his body was surging with a powerful frost energy.
With a mere thought, the frost energy emanating from his body surged forward and froze the remains of the ancient building.
"Hmph, let's see if you survive this time."
The Eight-Star Martial God sneered coldly.
His gaze then fell upon the Soul Restoration Grass.
"Heh heh, this is mine now."
He confidently walked toward the godly plant, knowing that the other Martial Gods were too afraid to challenge him.
Lin San had been taken down by this Martial God, so there was no one left who could rival him.
Crack—
However, just as the Eight-Star Martial God was about to claim his prize, a sharp cracking sound echoed.
Suddenly, the frozen area around him began to show numerous cracks!
Boom—
In the next instant, the ground exploded with a deafening sound!
Lin San’s figure burst forth from the icy prison.
"Impossible!"
The Eight-Star Martial God’s eyes widened in disbelief.
He stared, shocked, as Lin San emerged, surrounded by golden flames that melted all the ice around him.
This guy... does he have fire-based abilities?
The Martial God thought, his expression filled with astonishment.
Fire-based abilities were a natural counter to his frost powers!
"Damn it!"
As Lin San rushed toward him, the Martial God's face turned grim.
He quickly raised his weapon, preparing to clash with Lin San once more.
"Don't think... that you can defeat me so easily!"
The Martial God roared, locking eyes with Lin San.
Lin San’s body was engulfed in golden flames, radiating an intense heat. As they fought, the Martial God could feel the overwhelming heat pouring off him.
Clang, clang, clang—
Lin San ignored his opponent’s words, relentlessly attacking with Ye Fan Sword.
"This Eight-Star Martial God is doomed," Ye Fan muttered to himself as he watched.
Boom—
Suddenly, with another clash of weapons, the [Breaking Army] passive ability activated once more.
With a loud explosion, the Martial God's weapon shattered into countless pieces!
His eyes widened in shock and disbelief.
Whoosh—
Seizing the opportunity, Lin San swiftly swung Ye Fan Sword, cutting the Martial God cleanly in half!
Yet, no blood spilled from the cleaved body.
Instead, the Martial God's form dissolved into thin air, vanishing.
Where did he go?
Lin San frowned, scanning his surroundings.
Soon, he noticed mysterious energy patterns forming on the ground.
Domain Power!
The realization hit him—this must be some kind of domain ability that had caused him to strike an illusion.
In moments, within the domain, energy coalesced, creating multiple figures identical to the Eight-Star Martial God.
"Heh."
The figures all chuckled coldly in unison.
"Didn’t expect that, did you? I’m not so easy to kill!"
They all shouted simultaneously, their voices echoing across the battlefield.
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