Tycoon War God

”Dead?!”

”Killed?!”

Shangguan Shiming’s eyes flew open in disbelief as she stared at Lin Mu with astonishment. She never expected that even after Changqing Immortal had knelt to beg for mercy and given up all resistance, Lin Mu would still choose to kill him.

How utterly domineering! How fiercely protective! If you harm my Sect Disciples, you shall pay with your life!

At this moment, Shangguan Shiming even felt a twinge of envy toward Shi Potian.

I was almost ravaged to death by Changqing Immortal. If word of this got back to the sect, would the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion stand up for me? Probably not.

”Hehe!” Shi Potian rubbed his head, his face breaking into a foolish grin. He knew Elder Brother Mu would never let him down.

”Brother, you’re incredible!” Morphy cheered, jumping for joy. In the past, she might have taken the opportunity to cling to Lin Mu and cop a feel. Now, though, she didn’t quite dare.

Outside the restriction, the Hidden World Martial Artists of Huaxia were equally stunned.

Killed! Right before their eyes, a Foundation Building Immortal had been killed!

Previously, the tale of Lin Wudi killing the North Dipper Celestial Pavilion’s Foundation Building Immortal, Ao Guang, was merely a legend. Apart from the soldiers of the Divine Machine Camp, no outsiders had witnessed it. But this time, the myth had become reality before their very eyes. A Foundation Building Immortal had died like a dog, without a shred of dignity or a trace of an Immortal’s majesty!

Before a modern-day myth, those at Reaching the Divine and Foundation Establishment were mere ants. He had destroyed the Prison of Divine Might and the Sea of Divine Grace, shattered the Dark Holy Artifact, slain the Seven Great Emperors of the Dark Cathedral, and crushed the Foundation Building Immortals of the Ancient Land Sects! Lin Wudi’s battle this time was even more glorious and horrifying than the one at Changbai Mountain.

”From this day forward, Lin Wudi alone will dominate the world!”

”The Prison of Divine Might, the Sea of Divine Grace, and the Dark Church… none of them will likely dare to seek revenge against Lin Wudi!”

”Invincible in the world. Lin Wudi has truly achieved it!”

All the Hidden World Martial Artists bowed deeply, paying homage to Lin Wudi with an unprecedented display of respect. At this moment, Lin Wudi was the representative of the secular world. He had slain a Foundation Building Immortal from an Ancient Land Sect!

”Lin Wudi…” Shangguan Shiming looked at Lin Mu with a bitter expression and lamented, ”You certainly had your fill of killing, but you just killed the one person who knew the most about the Divine Temple’s restrictions. How are we supposed to escape now? Are we all going to starve to death here?”

For a Cultivator, starving to death would be an utter tragedy.

”A restriction? Then I’ll just break it!”

Lin Mu raised his hand, grasping at the flow of energy from the black barrier. The barrier trembled violently. Immediately, as if seized by an invisible giant hand, its energy began to fluctuate wildly. The resulting shockwaves tore up the ground for hundreds of meters around them.

”Fall back!” the Hidden World Martial Artists of Huaxia shouted, retreating one after another with looks of horror on their faces. The mere chaotic aftermath of the energy was enough to fill them with dread and the threat of death. How monstrously powerful was Lin Wudi, who was contending with this black energy head-on?

”After killing dozens of people, crushing a Foundation Building Immortal, and shattering a Dark Holy Artifact, Lin Wudi still has this much power.”

”Could it be that he’s unaffected by the Divine Temple’s restriction?”

Every martial artist wore an expression of shock, one even greater than when Lin Mu had killed the Foundation Building Immortal.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The sound of the energy stream shattering echoed between heaven and earth. The churning black energy roared and trembled. At this moment, it was as if the apocalypse had descended.

Retreat!

Retreat again!

Only after falling back for several miles did the martial artists finally let out a long sigh of relief.

In the Divine Temple square, Shi Potian, Morphy, and Shangguan Shiming all stood with solemn expressions, moving to take shelter behind Lin Mu. It was the only safe place. Everywhere else was engulfed by the black energy. A mere glance was enough to rattle their spirits and nearly shatter their souls.

To fight divine might with human strength… Lin Wudi was truly a myth!

BOOM!

The black energy finally succumbed to Lin Mu’s immense power and exploded violently. Almost at the instant the black energy shattered, Lin Mu’s eyes lit up.

Indeed, it’s here!

Lin Mu reached out his hand, and a black cauldron leg suddenly appeared in his grasp. The cauldron leg emitted terrifying energy fluctuations, pulsing and tearing as if trying to escape his grip.

Just then, a black shadow flew out from the cauldron leg. In the void, it morphed into the face of a woman, one that held both charm and majesty.

”Human, how dare you offend divine might! Kneel!”

Flames seemed to flicker in the woman’s eyes. With her single word, the air currents surged and the void itself cracked. Within a one-mile radius of the Divine Temple, the winds churned as if a deity had descended. The martial artists’ faces paled in horror, their bones crackling. Some of the weaker ones lost their composure, overwhelmed by the divine might, and fell to their knees with a thud.

A stream of black air rose from the body of the one who knelt. It flowed into the deity-woman’s hair, which was formed of black mist, adding a few more strands to it.

This is no god! This is clearly a demon that preys on people!

”Oh? After countless years of incense offerings and sacrifices, a flicker of sentience has been born?” Lin Mu mused. ”A pity. This object is a leg of the Nine Cauldrons. You claim to be a deity, but you are nothing but a vassal of the incense offerings!”

Lin Mu flicked his finger, sending a ray of light shooting toward the woman formed of black mist.

”Audacious!” the self-proclaimed deity roared, the black mist around her swirling furiously.

Within the Divine Temple, every statue collapsed. From them, streams of black energy converged, merging into her form. The next moment, the woman’s shape changed drastically. Below her head, a neck formed, followed by a body and limbs. Finally, a Scepter of Authority burning with a black aura appeared in her hand.

”You destroyed my tens of thousands of years of incense offerings! You deserve to die!” the woman shrieked. Like a war goddess from ancient times, she thrust her scepter straight at Lin Mu.

By then, the ray of light from Lin Mu’s finger had already arrived.

PFFT!

Like a hot knife through butter, the woman’s seemingly omnipotent divine might was instantly cleaved apart by the beam of light. She let out a piercing scream.

”No! What is this monstrous thing?!” she wailed in despair, her face twisting with agony. ”I was born a hundred thousand years ago! I enjoyed the worship of the Other Races and cultivated for tens of thousands of years! How can I be defeated?!”

The woman shrieked tragically, appearing completely unhinged.

BOOM!

Her body, composed of black mist, instantly disintegrated, and even her scepter vanished without a trace. All her resentment, all her madness, all her divine might—everything disappeared.

The next moment, the black mist, now ownerless, returned into the black cauldron leg.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

The red cauldron leg and the white cauldron leg flew out from Lin Mu’s body, circling together with the black one as if welcoming home a long-lost brother.

BOOM!

The three legs stood firm as a vast, tri-colored pillar of light shot into the sky. Red, white, and black intertwined, forming a colossal pillar that seemed capable of piercing through this small world.

The clouds were torn asunder. Spiritual Energy was drawn by the pillar, converging from all directions.

In an instant, the extremely concentrated Spiritual Energy turned into fine threads of rain, which began to fall from the sky. The threads of rain sprinkled onto Shangguan Shiming, and the injuries inflicted by Changqing Immortal, once thought nearly impossible to heal, began to slowly recover.

Shi Potian’s Divine Demon Horizontal Training activated automatically. A Divine Demon Phantom materialized in the void, absorbing the threads of rain falling from the sky. Morphy also spread her arms, and countless threads of Spirit Qi Rain converged around her, forming a swirling vortex.

The threads became a light rain.

The light rain became a downpour.

The gathered Spiritual Energy transformed into a torrential storm, raining down upon the four of them. In the blink of an eye, a lake of Spirit Qi Rain formed at their feet.

「At the edge of the small world...」

Countless trees withered, decayed, and turned to ash. At this moment, it seemed as if all the Spiritual Energy and power of the small world were converging toward Lin Mu’s location.