Tycoon War God

The crimson blood shadow dispersed, revealing Lin Wudi. His white garments, like freshly fallen snow, fluttered crisply in the fierce wind.

He was completely unscathed. There wasn’t a single injury on his body; even his clothes were without a wrinkle.

Despair flooded the faces of all the cultivators in the Prison of Divine Might. They had slain countless enemies and built a fearsome reputation. In the Dark World, all manner of strange beings trembled at the mention of their name, a name forged in blood and slaughter! But today, facing Lin Wudi, they were helpless.

The Changqing Immortal was just as pale. He was a Foundation Building Immortal! With his power completely unrestricted, he had given his all, even sacrificing his own lifespan to use a Forbidden Technique in a life-or-death struggle. Yet, the result was that he hadn’t harmed Lin Wudi in the slightest.

Since when could an exiled immortal of the extreme realm become so monstrously powerful?

”Yay! I knew Big Brother was invincible!” Morphy cheered exuberantly.

Adoration and worship shone in Shi Potian’s eyes. This is a true god of war, a truly peerless existence! Faintly, he gained a deeper understanding of the conceptual realm of Divine Demon Horizontal Training—to fight a hundred battles without rest, to feel no regret even in death.

”Lin Wudi is truly invincible under the heavens!”

”Even against a Foundation Building Immortal!”

Outside the Divine Temple’s Prohibited Land, all the Huaxia Martial Artists were awestruck, silently resolving never to make an enemy of Lin Wudi in this lifetime.

”Lin Mu, Lin Wudi… He really is so mighty that he can disregard all rules, even those of the Ancient Land Sects,” Shangguan Shiming whispered, clutching her chest in dismay.

Even though she had previously sided with Lin Mu, she was now terrified by Lin Wudi’s strength. She dared not imagine the impact a man like him would have if he stood in opposition to the Ancient Land Sects.

Perhaps Ao Guang of the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion, the first Foundation Building Immortal from an Ancient Land Sect to die at Lin Wudi’s hands, will not be the last. Today, the Changqing Immortal will likely not be spared. When the rabbit dies, the fox grieves. At this moment, Shangguan Shiming felt no joy of vengeance, only a profound sorrow.

CLAP!

CLAP!

CLAP!

Suddenly, the sound of applause echoed through the area. Everyone turned toward the sound and was shocked to see it was coming from the Seven Great Emperors of the Dark Church. Only then did everyone realize that from beginning to end, these seven Emperors had not made a single move against Lin Mu.

”This…”

Everyone was bewildered. The Seven Great Emperors of the Dark Church had been the first group to enter the Divine Temple’s Prohibited Land to besiege Lin Wudi, yet they had held back this entire time.

The Changqing Immortal’s face darkened as a sudden realization dawned on him.

”Lin Wudi!” one of the Seven Great Emperors, the Lord of Darkness, said as he slowly stepped forward, a smile playing on his lips as he looked at Lin Mu.

”Lin Wudi, a true living myth, the number one man in the world. Your combat prowess is indeed unmatched!” Though the Lord of Darkness spoke words of praise, his expression was full of mocking disdain. ”Domineering! Invincible! Ruthless! You truly deserve the title of a modern-day myth. You defeated an Immortal, drove back the Prison of Divine Might, and annihilated the Sea of Divine Grace. Truly awe-inspiring. However, what I want to know is… how much power do you have left?”

At the Lord of Darkness’s question, everyone fell silent in shock.

Just now, the Prison of Divine Might, the Sea of Divine Grace, and the Changqing Immortal had joined forces to attack him, and Lin Wudi had ferociously countered them all. It was stunning, utterly shocking. Everyone had been so captivated by the battle that they had forgotten where they were.

This was the Prohibited Land, a forbidden ground where expended True Qi could not be replenished.

How many times had Lin Wudi just attacked?

One strike to shatter the shield! A second to defeat the Immortal! A third to repel the Sacred Coffin! A fourth to suppress the angelic being! A fifth to annihilate the Sea of Divine Grace! A sixth to shatter the crucifix! A seventh to obliterate the great tree of blood!

Lin Wudi had struck seven times, each with astonishing power. How immense must his energy consumption be?

Ruo Wang quickly checked his own reserves and was horrified to find only twenty to thirty percent of his Cultivation Level remained. If he were to attack just one more time, he would likely have no strength left to fight back, left only to await his death. He had expended so much with just a single strike. Lin Wudi, who had attacked seven times, had to be in an even worse state. Perhaps he had no strength left at all and was merely putting up a brave front.

However, the Changqing Immortal’s face showed little joy. While Lin Wudi was surely doomed, the Dark Church’s target was everyone who had entered the Prohibited Land. The Seven Great Emperors had sat back and were now poised to reap all the benefits. Having not acted once, they were now the faction with the most strength preserved.

These dregs who live in the shadows are always the easiest to overlook, the Changqing Immortal seethed inwardly.

It wasn’t just him. Even the Huaxia Martial Artists had only just remembered the special nature of this place. Though Lin Wudi had been imposing moments ago, could he possibly survive now, facing a full-strength Dark Church?

”Lin Wudi…” Shangguan Shiming’s heart was a tangled mess as this thought occurred to her. Even I don’t know whether I hope for him to win, or for him to be killed so the Ancient Land Sects can be rid of this future threat.

”My brother will not be defeated!” Morphy declared, clenching her small fists.

Shi Potian wiped a smear of blood across his face, leaving a scarlet streak. Murderous intent erupted from his eyes. If Lin Mu falls, I will fight to the death to protect him. But I will not interfere before then. This is his battlefield. This is the pride of Lin Wudi!

”Mere ants like you dare to presume upon the Emperor Zun’s divine might,” Lin Mu stated, his gaze indifferent, his eyes as calm as a still lake.

”Lin Wudi!” the Lord of Darkness’s expression turned icy. ”Even now, you’re still putting up a front! Do you really think we can’t kill you? Summon the Dark Holy Artifact!”

At a single command from the Lord of Darkness, a black light flashed from the other six Emperors. Seven rays of black light wove into a Septagram pattern, and in its center, the tip of a spear, glinting with a frigid aura, slowly rose into the air.

”The Dark Holy Artifact!”

”Those bastards from the Dark Church actually brought the Dark Holy Artifact with them!”

”So their target was Lin Wudi from the very beginning!”

”What a devious Dark Church!” Ruo Wang’s eyes gleamed with a strange light.

The Prison of Divine Might was an organization dedicated to hunting and killing, always decisive in its actions. Now, seeing how well-prepared the Dark Church was, even bringing their Dark Holy Artifact, made Ruo Wang feel a pang of regret. If Keen hadn’t been so careless, if we had brought the Holy Artifact of Light, then perhaps the Sea of Divine Grace and the Prison of Divine Might working together could have actually killed Lin Wudi today! Alas, Keen’s pedantic nature doomed not only himself but everyone from the Sea of Divine Grace!

The Spear of Darkness manifested. The ground shook violently. The aura from the spear tip alone tore through the air, carving deep gouges into the ground.

”Fall back!” shouted Ruo Wang. Having dealt with the Dark Church for years, he knew the terror of the Dark Holy Artifact and was the first to retreat.

”A Rule Artifact! It’s actually a Rule Artifact!” the Changqing Immortal exclaimed, also backing away nervously.

Rule Artifacts were a very special type of Magic Artifact. They might lack the superior defense or overwhelming offensive power of ordinary Magic Artifacts, but they could manipulate the very power of rules. Even if a Rule Artifact would shatter after only two or three uses, if wielded correctly, it could kill an Immortal at the peak of Foundation Establishment.

”Lin Wudi!” the Lord of Darkness roared, a black light blooming from between his brows and linking him to the Spear of Darkness. The Septagram pattern flickered ominously upon the weapon. ”Now, die!”

SHREEEE!

A sound like the tearing of space itself ripped through the air, so sharp it threatened to shatter everyone’s eardrums.