Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically

”...I truly admire you! I need a genius like you to lend me a hand. Trust me, as long as you cooperate with me, immortality, even becoming a god of this world, is not out of reach.”

The Patriarch’s words were imbued with the power of enchantment, which surged forth with his speech, forming illusions around Ding Ling:

”Ding Ling, I am the Patriarch who stands by my word! As long as you heed my command, not only can the grudges between us be erased, but I will also grant you immense benefits!”

His voice was emotionally rich, fluctuating, causing the illusions to change continuously with his tone and emotions, as if trying to lead Ding Ling into them, inescapably!

”Compared to you, Purple-clothed Boss, Divine Guardian, and Fist Dao God are insignificant. Having you is like commanding millions, hundreds of thousands of troops.

I have even made use of Fist Dao God. How could I not utilize a great general like you? So, rest assured. Trash like Fist Dao God, it’s no matter if they die. Just listen to me. Everything will be peaceful, tranquil, and smooth!”

Ding Ling seemed to be lost in a daze.

Intoxicated and immersed in one illusion after another, unable to extricate himself.

As the Patriarch felt pleased, ready to take advantage of the situation to completely ensnare Ding Ling under his control, a surge of powerful Sword Intent suddenly erupted from Ding Ling’s body and crashed down towards the Patriarch like a mountain-shifting and sea-overturning wave.

”What?!”

The Patriarch was shocked.

But his instinctive movements were not slow!

A shout!

Only Mind Sword Intent!

Heart Sword!

The dense Sword Intent gathered into countless invisible Heart Swords, rushing towards Ding Ling’s giant wave of Sword Intent!

Boom!

The two waves of Sword Intent clashed once more, colliding in a realm beyond ordinary perception, transforming into streaks of light clashing with each other, crackling fiercely! The tides of Sword Intent dissipated amidst the intense impact!

Between them, in the void realm, arose a spiritual storm that swept the heavens and the earth!

Those who were closer could not help but have their heart and spirit swayed, their consciousness bodies rocked, each frightened out of their wits, retreating in frenzy.

”Unexpectedly, besides Purple-clothed Boss’s Returning Essence Blood Hand being able to withstand the Patriarch’s Only Mind Sword Intent, there is actually someone who can contend with the Patriarch’s Only Mind Sword Intent without falling behind! So strong!”

”No wonder the Alien speaks so highly of Ding Ling, boasting everywhere that among them there is such a figure as Ding Ling! To show off the power of the Alien. In reality, aside from Ding Ling’s unimaginable strength, the other aliens are like ants, unable to withstand a blow!”

The Patriarch’s followers, numbering more than ten.

All were figures above the Grandmaster Tier.

Each with formidable cultivation, unmatched!

At their level, annihilating a nation was merely a matter of time! How would they put the Alien into their eyes?

But Ding Ling, this alien, was indeed the most special one.

They understood why the other aliens always mentioned Ding Ling.

A tribe, always suppressed, scorned, and despised, inevitably brings forward the strongest among them, showcasing their genius and strength to the outside world.

Whoosh!

Bai Suzhen landed not far behind Ding Ling, she saw the Patriarch, initially stunned, then couldn’t help but say:

”Ding Ling, be careful, he’s Xiaao Aoshi!”

”Xiaao Aoshi?”

Ding Ling had already regained clarity.

When the Patriarch attacked him with illusions, he was briefly confused but quickly regained clarity.

With Vast Righteous Qi, Buddha Qi, Full Level Ice Heart Technique, Qingnang Scripture, Human Emperor Breathing Technique, Tathagata Divine Palm protecting him, Ding Ling’s resistance to illusions was unimaginably strong!

Thus, though the Patriarch’s illusion attack could ensnare anyone of the same realm, directing them to follow his will, Ding Ling was not an ordinary expert, breaking free from the illusion, he was filled with rage, decisively launching his strongest move against the Patriarch.

Yet, the Patriarch’s methods were indeed extraordinary, managing to block it.

But as Ding Ling unleashed the Fortyfold Amplification Power.

The Patriarch began to falter.

And at this moment, Bai Suzhen’s voice came.

Ding Ling understood.

It was indeed Xiaao Aoshi.

Xiaao Aoshi appeared in the third part of the Wind and Cloud Comics, the second son of Divine Being Xiao Sanxiao, the hidden master of the Hidden Sword Style, the culprit secretly advancing the Thousand-Year Tribulation!

Realizing the person ahead was Xiaao Aoshi, Ding Ling knew he and Xiaao Aoshi were destined to be like fire and water, irreconcilable.

Xiaao Aoshi wanted to propel the Thousand-Year Tribulation, aiming to destroy the peace of the Jiuzhou people.

This equated to challenging the authority of Ding Ling, the New Emperor of Jiuzhou, which Ding Ling could never tolerate.

This was secondary.

The main point was now apparent, as Xiaao Aoshi was determined to control him, revealing Xiaao Aoshi’s desire for domination!

Once captured by such a person, seeking absolute freedom.

It would indeed be an uphill battle.

How could Ding Ling possibly become Xiaao Aoshi’s pawn?

”The Demon Lord is here too.”

Xiaao Aoshi saw Ding Ling’s Sword Intent suddenly intensifying, he struggled to withstand it, shouted, then retreated several hundred yards, avoiding Ding Ling’s Sword Intent attack, lightly stood in mid-air, coldly watched as Ding Ling’s Sword Intent surged like a tide, instantly obliterating all his subordinates.

Thud!

Thud!

More than ten Grandmasters, each could establish a sect, renowned worldwide, invincible, yet could not resist a casual strike of Sword Intent from Ding Ling.

In merely the span of a breath, their consciousness bodies were all destroyed, thud, thud—they fell to the ground, becoming living dead with normal breath but dull-eyed!

”Cold-blooded!”

Bai Suzhen witnessed this scene, she cried sharply:

”Xiaao Aoshi, you are as heartless as your brother!”

”I did not kill them. Yet you rebuke me.”

Xiaao Aoshi looked with curious eyes at Bai Suzhen:

”Demon Lord, you are renowned as a demon, yet you often do acts of compassion that even gods wouldn’t do. You pity all creatures, you help those suffering in all directions. You, such a person, are unqualified to be the Demon Lord!”

”Whether I am qualified is not for you to decide.”

Bai Suzhen stood beside Ding Ling, saying:

”Ding Ling, be cautious, the sword behind him gives me a chillingly familiar feeling. If my guess is correct, that sword should be from the Sword Sect. Because before, within an internal space of the Sword Sect, I felt this unique Sword Qi.”

”Hahaha...”

Xiaao Aoshi laughed aloud as he swiftly drew the sword from his back, revealing a jade green crystal sword:

”Bai Suzhen, your insight is impressive, this sword indeed comes from the Sword Sect. In order to acquire it, I combed through the entire Sword Sect. I never expected to finally find it!”