I Can Gain One Skill Point Per Second

Chapter 1032: Chapter 1032: The Final Struggle

What do you mean by this, damn it?

Is it possible that we’ve lost our minds because of this battle?! Ignoring the playful nature of the Fu Xi Talisman.

Since the Fu Xi Talisman came into existence, it has always wanted to toy with the masters of the Immortal King’s lineage. How could what it says be true?

”You idiots, have you lost your minds? Do you think that guy will spare us? Even if he does, how are we going to explain to the Immortal King afterward? If such an exaggerated Divine Artifact falls into someone else’s hands, what chance do we have?”

”Given the current situation, we’re already doomed to a dead-end. Do you think that if I kneel down and apologize, you’ll be saved? In front of him, we don’t even have the privilege to negotiate!”

To be honest, the God of Soul Gathering may be weak in strength, but his mind is pretty clear when facing a crisis.

Those truly powerful have no burden of integrity; they do as they please.

After wandering through the Three Realms and Six Paths for a long time, you’ll understand this:

Pledges must indeed be kept.

But to whom promises should be kept, that is the question.

Take the God of Soul Gathering, for instance. The ones he should keep promises to are the Immortal King and other Upper-Rank Gods of similar strength. Only those who are equal or superior to him could cause trouble if he breaks his word.

If it were just some Upper-Rank God with Divine Power Level not much different from Lin Yi’s, the outcome is imaginable.

Even if the God of Soul Gathering broke a promise to someone much weaker, what’s the consequence?

No matter how eloquent that guy is, no matter how unforgivable he makes the betrayal sound, what’s it to him?

In a good mood, he lets that guy rant, too lazy to argue.

In a bad mood, smacking him to death is just a thing of convenience.

In this circumstance, the Fu Xi Talisman controls the narrative.

The God of Soul Gathering wants to save people, but he knows the nature of the Fu Xi Talisman better than anyone.

Don’t mention apologizing; even if he banged his head until it exploded, the Fu Xi Talisman wouldn’t spare the gods present.

Just as the gods hesitated, the gleaming Fu Xi Talisman had already instant teleported to the Divine Power Shield of the Fallen God Formation.

He concentrated all his strength into his fist, then struck heavily at the shield of the Fallen God Formation.

The originally sturdy shield showed intense vibrations from the blow, causing the pupils of the gods within to tremble.

Indeed, if the contributors of strength to the formation become momentarily distracted, it will affect their Divine Power output to the Fallen God Formation. If the output is compromised, the strength of the shield will fluctuate.

”Ha, Soul Gathering, sometimes being too clear-headed isn’t necessarily a good thing. If you had knelt today, just think how much entertainment I’d gain.”

Thus, Lin Yi continued to hide his identity on the side, watching this epic battle.

To be frank, Lin Yi didn’t hold much hope of snatching the Fu Xi Talisman when entering this Secret Realm.

Especially after witnessing the gods’ battle with the Fu Xi Talisman, this notion became exceedingly strong in Lin Yi’s mind.

The Fu Xi Talisman, known as the weapon that masters reality, truly lives up to its name.

The bizarre attack methods it employs are beyond imagination, and there’s nothing it can’t execute.

As expected, facing such a uniquely capable opponent, the only feasible way is to constantly deploy Divine Power Shield.

After about half an hour, the strong ones on the Immortal King’s side began showing pale faces.

Unceasingly activating full-dimensional shields while occasionally finding chances to counterattack the Fu Xi Talisman, the Divine Power consumption was intense.

The only reason they remained standing was due to the fear of death.

The Fu Xi Talisman had no intention of holding back. Once they relaxed, overwhelming attacks rained down on them. For survival, they could only continually extract their inner Divine Power.

”Kid, you’re incredibly lucky.”

As Lin Yi’s Martial Soul, the Great Saint could share information with Lin Yi through the Eye of All-Seeing.

After a long analysis, considering the data about the Fu Xi Talisman already within the Eye of All-Seeing and the unique intelligence provided by Wo Zhiqi, it deduced the current state of the Fu Xi Talisman.

Even though it is the Lifebound Divine Artifact of an Ancient Great God with independent consciousness, its capacity to store Divine Power is limited without a master’s control.

Despite appearing calm in the Fallen God Formation, in reality, it could no longer forcibly alter the attack targets of the Fallen God Formation as it did before.

Its opponents, nearly a hundred high-ranking Upper-Rank Gods, could not muster a significant attack either.

The fear of the Fu Xi Talisman’s methods lingered in their minds, making them only dare to use insignificant attacks to wear it down.

”You annoying lot, you’re truly bothersome. I’m too tired to play with you anymore. Just go die.”

Unable to break through for an extended period, the Fu Xi Talisman seemed somewhat frustrated.

Reaching his limit, he got angry and decided to use all his Divine Power for one big move.

”Don’t you like defending, hiding behind shields? Let’s see how long you can hide!”

The Fu Xi Talisman leaped into the sky, and its already brilliant golden light became more dazzling, temporarily blinding the gods.

In that instant, the Fu Xi Talisman converted its Divine Power into reality.

[Fiery Sun Burning Heaven]!

As the last sound of the Fu Xi Talisman fell, the temperature in the Secret Realm soared to tens of thousands of degrees.

A gigantic Golden Crow, its body vast enough to cover the sky, appeared above the Secret Realm without warning.

As it flapped its wings, terrifying flames capable of incinerating everything transformed into feathers and fell.

A large lake, stripped of its color, made contact with a single feather, and the water instantly evaporated. Its terrifying temperature was evident as the golden feathers filled the sky, creating a scene objectively beautiful.

Sadly, nearly a hundred high-ranking Upper-Rank Gods had no mind to appreciate it. To them, this scene was akin to an apocalypse.

If not for the shield of the Fallen God Formation being effective, in a blink, those gods with Divine Power Levels below B-level would have turned to ash.

Even with the formation’s shield blocking most of the heat, the gods still felt the scorching pain sweeping over them.

Of course, continuing to defend at this point was clearly not a wise choice.

Resisting the high temperatures of tens of thousands of degrees required immense Divine Power consumption.

At the current consumption rate, in less than a minute, even the God of Soul Gathering and all those with B-level Divine Power would be completely drained.