Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically

Words Accompanied by Law.

The moment the two words ”Call Wind” were uttered, a fierce wind, either transforming into a tornado storm descending from the sky or morphing into a spiral cold wind, swept forward.

Where Ding Ling passed, everything blocking his way, people or objects, were frozen, blown away, shattered, or destroyed.

In Ding Ling’s hands, the Wind Summoning Skill was unleashed with such power that it was far beyond the likes of Zhang Liang.

It’s much like the simplest Arhat Fist technique, yet when Xiaoo Feng uses it compared to a regular person, the effect is, naturally, worlds apart.

Similarly.

In Ding Ling’s hands, the Wind Summoning Skill could, of course, be pushed to its greatest potential.

”Wind Summoning Skill!”

A clear shout suddenly echoed from ahead.

Immediately after, Ding Ling saw a similar tornado storm carrying cold currents sweeping toward his direction! Boom! The tornado storm launched by Ding Ling and the incoming storm collided in the air, holding stalemate for a brief moment before mutually neutralizing into nothingness!

Ding Ling turned his gaze, and saw at a hundred zhang forward stood a middle-aged man with an immortal aura, a long beard floating, dressed in a Taoist robe, and holding a long sword.

He carried an extraordinary presence, standing out like a leader-level figure.

Ding Ling was about to speak, but the newcomer spoke first:

”Who the hell are you, and why are you slaughtering in my camp?!”

”Who are you then?”

”I am Zhang Jiao, the leader of the Yellow Turban Army!”

With a movement, Zhang Jiao rode the wind, swiftly arriving near Ding Ling, his eyes sharp like an eagle, fixed on Ding Ling:

”You seem young, with no trace of Ghost Qi, yet able to rampage through my Yellow Turban Army, you certainly aren’t ordinary! Who exactly are you?”

”So you are the Great Virtuous Master.”

Ding Ling responded irrelevantly, continuing to speak his own mind:

”Why do you think figures like Wang Mang, Liu Xiu, Bai Qi don’t exist in this world? And how exactly did Spirit Emperor Liu Hong disappear?”

Zhang Jiao’s face slightly changed:

”Is this really what you came for?”

”Seems like you indeed know something.”

Ding Ling said:

”Can you tell me the truth first?”

”Dream on!”

Before Zhang Jiao could respond, a burly man similar to Zhang Jiao in appearance came rushing from afar, over four meters tall, even stronger than Zhang Liang. At this moment, the man yelled angrily and mournfully:

”Brother, it’s him who killed Third Brother!”

”It was indeed your doing!”

Zhang Jiao, as if struck by Five Thunders, his five-meter tall body trembled, his face turning blue and then white. After a brief pause, he took a deep breath, and his alms-bowl-sized eyes shot out a fountain of substantial anger:

”I’ll never forgive you!”

His words hadn’t even landed.

Boom!

Rumble! Along with the explosive clap of thunder, streaks of lightning flashed in the void and transformed into shapes like dragons and pythons, and in a thunderous fury, surged towards Ding Ling!

At the same time.

Another four-meter tall man launched a fierce attack toward Ding Ling.

He sent out a breathtaking saber arc toward Ding Ling, precisely the A Dream of Spring and Autumn from the Yellow Heaven Technique!

This man’s saber technique was sharper, more perfect compared to Zhang Liang, with one swing seeming to cut through even the ages of spring and autumn. Ripples appeared in the void, accompanied by those streaks of lightning, and the saber arc swiftly drowned Ding Ling.

”Huff Huff.”

The man panted heavily. That one blow was with all his might, nearly exhausting all his Soul Power. Knowing the opponent was a master who killed his third brother, he dared not underestimate Ding Ling, giving his all from the start.

Not just him.

Zhang Jiao thought the same.

”Brother, is he dead?”

The man, precisely the Earth God General Zhang Bao, seeing Ding Ling engulfed in saber arcs and thunder, couldn’t help but turn to ask.

”What? He, he actually isn’t dead.”

Zhang Jiao initially breathed a sigh of relief, thinking Ding Ling surely dead, for his Thunder and Lightning Manipulation Technique was known to be the bane of ghosts and gods. Any Ghost General facing this move would dissolve like snow meeting the sun!

But upon carefully sensing with the Taiping Sutra, he felt a formidable and vital Soul Power. This represented something obvious.

”Retreat!”

Zhang Jiao shouted.

But it was already too late.

Boom!

Ding Ling, treading on sword light, charging ahead with Divine Ghost Sword in hand, with a thought, ”Clang!” The Ghost Sword shot into the air, splitting from one to two, two to four, four to eight, and in moments filled the sky with a dense Sword Rain.

As Ding Ling pointed forward.

Ten thousand swords dropped like meteors from the sky!

The speed was unparalleled! Hard for regular eyes to see!

Clang clang clang!

In a fierce clangor resonating through the Void Nether, when looking again, Zhang Jiao and Zhang Bao had both been pierced through their towering bodies by ten thousand swords.

Of course, they tried to resist.

But how could they be opponents of Ding Ling who had used ’Breaking Sword’s Thousand Swords Flying Stream’?

Although the Breaking Technique Sword had few moves.

But each one was extremely powerful.

The River of the Breaking Sword, unleashed with one move, could destroy and annihilate all.

Thousand Swords Flying Stream, could instantly materialize thousands of swords, like thunderbolts shooting out, instantly killing the adversary!

This move focused on speed, urgency, ferocity, strength, and intensity!

Impossible to block, unattainable to evade.

Even though Zhang Jiao and Zhang Bao are formidable, Zhang Bao could even rival masters at the Shattering Level, when facing Ding Ling empowered by the Martial Dao True Understanding, Saint-Grade Golden Core, and Flawless Sword Spirit, they still fell short.

In an instant, they were severely struck and fell to the ground.

[Obtained D-level Achievement Medal: Intimidate Zhang Jiao.]

[Obtained D-level Achievement Medal: Intimidate Zhang Bao.]

[Note: After their deaths, the souls entered the Netherworld, gaining supreme opportunity, and their power skyrocketed, within just over ten years, they both stepped into the Realm of Ghosts and Gods!

They shepherd others and suppressed the north. Without intending to dominate the Netherworld, otherwise, Dong Zhuo and Yuan Shao wouldn’t be opponents at all!

They thought they would remain safe like this, believing no undead could be their match, but your appearance utterly shattered their established beliefs and perceptions!]

Zhang Bao’s strength is at Grandmaster Peak Level.

Zhang Jiao is at Shattering Initial Tier Level.

Their Achievement Medals are both D-level.

Previously Zhang Liang was also D-level.

Along the way, a considerable number of Achievement Medals were collected.

This was something Ding Ling didn’t expect.

[Obtained E-level Achievement Medal: Intimidate Dong Zhuo.]

[Obtained E-level Achievement Medal: Intimidate Yuan Shao.]

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Even the Achievement Medals of Dong Zhuo and others were successfully accumulated.

It proves that the Achievement Medals can be repeatedly collected.

It just requires a few years?

Exactly how many years.

Even Ding Ling is unsure.

But on the Historical Plane, it shouldn’t exceed five years.

And the Achievement Medals of Cao Mengde and others, Ding Ling hasn’t collected again, indicating they’ve surely been collected by other players.

And since Dong Zhuo and others are in the Netherworld, no player can enter, hence impossible to collect again.

This facilitates Ding Ling’s collection.

On his journey, Ding Ling collected so many Achievement Medals he’s lost count.

Roughly counting, at least several hundred.

All that’s to say.

Many people have indeed died, and they all gather in clusters, making it convenient for Ding Ling’s collection.