Catastrophic necromancer

Chapter 4463: The Youngster Courting Death

A giant fist swept across the void. Su Litian, who had been charging in, felt his expression change drastically. “Retreat, quickly!”

He sensed the terror of that punch, his entire being locked in there was no escape.

He whipped out a shield shaped artifact, trying to block, retreating wildly with his clan behind him.

But the punch smashed the shield artifact, a top tier Chaos level treasure, like crumbling tofu.

Su Litian’s face grew grimmer; his speed was no match for the fist’s. In an instant, the colossal fist loomed before him, the space around shattering, the force unshakable.

Realizing great peril, he roared, transformed into his true form, and even summoned his domain behind him.

Domain power erupted, and he donned chaos armor, forced to meet the blow head on.

Boom!

The earth rumbled. Su Litian was sent flying, a fifth of his domain shattered, his armor crushed to fragments.

The punch left Su Litian horribly injured.

His followers, struck by the aftershocks, let out agonized screams most dying on the spot, with only a few lucky enough to survive.

Barely stopping himself, Su Litian’s eyes were full of fear. This fist was just too terrifying a kind of brute physical strength he simply could not fathom.

Then Lin Moyu’s voice reached his ears: “That was only a warning. Try it again and you die.”

Lin Moyu’s calm threat was thunder in Su Litian’s ears, making him tremble.

At last, he tasted fear the same fear he’d always instilled in the Silverlight Rabbits. Now, the tables had turned.

Witnessing Lin Moyu’s punch, the Silverlight Rabbit elders shouted in giddy excitement: “Wonderful strike! Sir Lin is truly a marvel!”

They no longer cared about his realm or apparent cultivation for them, it was only natural Lin Moyu could deliver such a blow.

After all, hadn’t he claimed to have beaten the Tianlang Ancestor? Against Su Litian, what’s the problem?

Without realizing it, they’d begun to see Lin Moyu as a transcendent, deified figure limitlessly powerful.

Lin Moyu knew the foxes would no longer dare meddle for the time being.

But with so many rabbits, the purification process was slow it would still need a few more days.

That was plenty of time for the Tianlang Ancestor to arrive.

Despite their outward composure, Lin Moyu still saw worry in the elders’ eyes.

Two days later, the purification was almost complete.

Suddenly, the Sea of Purity began to boil. Lin Moyu frowned: from within the rabbits’ bloodlines, a powerful force was rising against the purification.

Countless rabbits started crying out in pain the curse and purification were clashing and causing agony.

The chief elder’s voice trembled, “The curse is activating… Tianlang Ancestor is here!”

“He’s faster than I thought,” Lin Moyu muttered. Not too troubled, he noted that while the Ancestor was early and the purification unfinished, it was no longer a real danger.

He tossed another refined droplet of pure water, further empowering the Sea of Purity, and murmured, “Little Tree, do it!”

Little Tree responded, countless roots plunging into the sea, time and space energy bursting forth.

By distorting time, Little Tree forcibly delayed the curse eruption, allowing the purification to continue.

Lin Moyu said mildly, “He’s just a top tier Perfection. Not a Supreme, not a quasi Supreme. His curse has its limits.”

This was as much for the elders as for himself if it were a Supreme’s curse, even Little Tree’s power wouldn’t suffice.

But for now, it was enough.

Under temporal distortion, the curse weakened and was soon finally purged.

Half a day later, some rabbits, now fully cleansed, walked out from the Sea of Purity.

For the weakest, curse removal caused almost no sensation they scarcely understood what had happened.

“Stop!”

A furious shout shattered the sky Tianlang Ancestor burst from rending space.

Even before his arrival, his attack had already surged across billions of miles, threatening to annihilate the entire grassland, wiping out at least half of the Silverlight Rabbit clan.

But in fact, he held back with his true power, Tianlang Ancestor could have destroyed the grassland instantly, but he wasn’t planning total genocide just a massacre, trusting their numbers would soon recover.

“Scram!”

With a cold snort, Lin Moyu punched again.

A gigantic fist slammed into the sky wolf, pulverizing it. The grassland wasn’t harmed, and purification continued.

Though the elders relaxed, deep seated terror of Tianlang Ancestor lingered they couldn’t help it.

Lin Moyu smiled, “No need to worry he can’t touch me, and soon, he won’t be able to touch you.”

The purification would be finished in less than half a day; after that, the Ancestor’s curse would be useless on the rabbits.

Shortly after, the sky shattered again Tianlang Ancestor reappeared billions of miles away.

And with each rupture, more and more forces arrived.

Tens of billions of warriors appeared, sealing off the grassland from all sides.

Dreadful power filled the air. The four elders, terrified, collapsed.

It wasn’t just Tianlang Ancestor he’d called all the tribes under his rule.

More than fifty Perfection level experts came, each strong enough alone to wipe out the rabbits a dozen times.

They had no idea what Lin Moyu would do. For all his strength, he was just one person.

Wait there was still Ye Yangyan. Maybe with his help…

But Lin Moyu looked utterly calm, and simply snapped his fingers.

Pa!

A crisp snap and out of nowhere, countless gray flames ignited in the sky outside the grassland, forming undead minions.

In a flash, the heavens were covered with undead a trillion strong, standing shield to shield, backs to the rabbits, faces toward the enemy.

An overwhelming aura clashed with the gathered tribes a standoff.

“Ascend!”

With a single thought, Lin Moyu’s realm leapt to the peak of the Chaos Realm, and his undead rose with him.

Formerly Great Completion, now boosted by Ascension they reached mid Great Completion, their combat power surged severalfold.

With a trillion undead, even fifty Perfections would struggle to break through.

And the undead minions couldn’t be killed easily when struck down, they revived, needing to be killed over and over.

“You little wretch!” roared Tianlang Ancestor, unleashing his domain. A flood of domain power blasted into the undead, wiping through entire swathes at once.

Lin Moyu turned to Ye Yangyan, “Don’t let him come any closer.”

Ye Yangyan nodded and stepped out, blocking the Ancestor’s path in the sky.

The quasi Supreme’s pressure gathered into a blade, slashing at the old wolf.

Tianlang Ancestor screeched to a halt in terror, staring at Ye Yangyan in disbelief.

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