I Can Gain One Skill Point Per Second

Chapter 1152: Chapter 1152: Battle of Destiny

”How come, at this point, you two still plan to stand by and watch!”

Excitement filled the eyes of the Immortal King’s Divine Power Avatar. Time had slipped by, and it had been over ten thousand years since the farewell with his two old friends. Today, they met again; one side was the Divine Power Avatar, and the other was no more than a remnant soul. By coincidence, neither could exert their full strength.

Tremble was curious as to whom the Immortal King’s Divine Power Avatar was speaking. Suddenly, the aura emanating from Lin Yi changed dramatically.

Like the morning light of dawn, like the sun piercing through the clouds, the battlefield’s swirling dust scattered before the golden divine glow shining on Lin Yi, making way.

It was a peculiar aura, immensely powerful, oppressive, yet instead of discomfort, it radiated a pure sense of justice, invigorating the spirit.

Yes, someone else was taking over.

This presence was entirely different from Wo Zhiqi.

Unlike Wo Zhiqi’s drastic change in appearance, the Great Saint’s manifestation was subtler, with Lin Yi’s fingernails growing longer, canine teeth extending past his lips, and pupils turning golden.

Who is this?

Earlier, when clashing with Lin Yi, Tremble had felt Wo Zhiqi’s aura.

It was pure evil, unmatched malevolence.

Who would have thought this aura, completely opposite in nature, equaled Wo Zhiqi in strength.

Another formidable entity within this guy?

Tremble’s heart skipped a beat in realization.

At this moment, he truly felt he had underestimated Lin Yi, as Lin Yi continuously brought one shock after another.

Becoming stronger in the face of adversity, revealing his true means at critical junctures. Did Lin Yi have no limit?

Equally shocked was Luo Bingxin.

From their first meeting till now, not much time had passed.

Luo Bingxin’s attitude towards Lin Yi had changed from initial disdain to the current apprehension.

Luo Bingxin hadn’t understood Lin Yi’s purpose in this world.

So far, apart from the External Divine Artifact Divine River Song, their paths hadn’t clashed.

Yet, Luo Bingxin had a strong intuition that Lin Yi would be the greatest obstacle to his own success.

Today, Lin Yi again displayed newfound abilities, extinguishing any hope Luo Bingxin had of defeating Lin Yi with his own power.

The only chance might be in this battle to eliminate Lin Yi.

Every time they met again, Lin Yi perfectly embodied the saying: ”After three days, one must look with new eyes.”

Next time, who knows, Lin Yi might handle one of the Four Corpse Kings by his own might.

Going all out is an option.

Regardless, the Four Corpse Kings launch an attack at Lin Yi, there’s no way they can’t defeat him.

Even though he possesses the Fu Xi Talisman designed to counter the Four Corpse Kings, one against them all, he won’t intimidate them.

”What’s the verdict? These Dark Rising folks are too annoying. Our blood levels are about to enter the second stage; by then, our power will spike, and we’ll launch a surprise attack to kill this kid without issue.”

The Drought Demon was fending off the Dark Rising members’ attacks.

Due to their large number, the Dark Rising’s assaults never ceased, and the Four Corpse Kings’ Divine Power Shield couldn’t reform.

After Lin Yi set the pace, the Dark Rising members charged like an army of ants, again bewildering every Corpse King.

”You must decide quickly; once in the second stage, hiding our power long enough with first-stage strength won’t be feasible. We can’t let these pests waste our Life Value. Should we kill or spare this kid? Make the call quickly.”

Ying Gou echoed the sentiment.

Among the Corpse Kings, he had the least health, entering second stage status first, poised to ambush Lin Yi.

To kill or spare.

Luo Bingxin was uncertain.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~

The sound of a staff slicing through the air interrupted Luo Bingxin’s thoughts, coming from Lin Yi’s position.

Looking over, Lin Yi wielded a gray-black staff emitting an icy aura.

The staff spun in his hand with force and speed, making Luo Bingxin’s heart race with cold sweat.

The stance Lin Yi adopted was bold and sweeping.

Yet, Luo Bingxin sensed that any rash attack would end with Lin Yi knocking him to the ground.

”Who is the entity possessing him now?”

Luo Bingxin asked, curious, prompting the Four Corpse Kings to silently curse.

Even at such a moment, he cares about this; does it matter to him?

Of course, it’s not time to bicker; the Four Corpse Kings didn’t know much, nor did they bother to explain.

”Old thing, long time no see. Years have passed, and you’re still so young.”

Golden eyes fixed on the Immortal King, the gleaming golden light intent on discerning the Immortal King’s Divine Power Avatar.

”Without the battle armor, you do look unfamiliar. I probably wouldn’t recognize you if we met.”

The playful banter reflected the Immortal King’s extreme disregard for the Great Saint within Lin Yi.

At the Blue Star’s Upside-down Tower, accompanying Elder Emperor for so many years, the Great Saint had long lost touch with this world.

Back in those days, the Immortal King might have feared him, but now things were different; times have changed.

Even when facing the Immortal King’s Divine Power Avatar, the Great Saint had no guarantee of victory.

Old thing, enough chit-chat!

With a sudden burst from his hind legs, Lin Yi’s body shot out like a cannonball.

Whether due to the Divine River Song’s liquid nature or the Great Saint’s overwhelming force, the staff bent into an exaggerated curve.

Piercing the air, trailing terrifying power, it forced the Immortal King’s Divine Power Avatar to slide back several steps.

With a playful smile, facing the Great Saint’s Eyes of Golden Flame with a meaningful gaze, he seemed to sass: ”All that time on the little planet inflated your bravado?”

Retreating slightly, the Immortal King’s Divine Power Avatar perfectly dodged the Great Saint’s swinging staff.

The Divine River Song crashed heavily on the ground, creating a crack over ten meters deep, swiftly expanding toward the avatar’s location with ripping force.

The intent was to split the avatar in two.

Seeing Lin Yi’s Great Saint-possessed form didn’t immediately withdraw the staff from the ground, the Immortal King’s Divine Power Avatar jested:

”Too long dead, lost your strength? If you can’t lift your weapon, I could lend a hand.”

Before the words settled, an aura of extreme Yin Cold Power appeared behind the Immortal King’s Divine Power Avatar.

It was the Divine River Song, already transformed into a blade.