C205 (1/2)

In the competition for the ninth paragraph, these true experts unleashed their sacred arts, causing Lin Yue to feel even more clearly that he was insignificant. His goal had also been adjusted, and in the end, it was set on the final five hundred spots for the ninth paragraph.

The majority of the one hundred people at the end of the ninth phase of the Leader Board were experts at the early stage and a few at the middle stage of the Martial Master. Lin Yue might be able to defeat them with his powerful Martial Soul s and various secret techniques.

The battle for the leaderboards lasted for another two hours before all the battles finally came to an end. The elites of the ninth segment of the five hundred were selected.

Chu Yang's body was beaten up to the point where blood continuously flowed out from the corners of his mouth. His injuries were not light, but he was still able to beat the expert at the late stage of Martial Master.

Suddenly, his gaze focused on the figure that was standing in front of the ancient building's door. The smile froze on his face.

Lin Yue also looked at Chu Yuv, their eyes intersecting in mid air, both of them revealing their murderous intent without concealing it at all.

After a while, Lin Yue raised his hand and made a throat slitting gesture, but laughed coldly, ignoring the other party, he turned and left.

However, he was still inside the Tianxuan City at the moment. Within the Eastern Tang, those who came to participate in the competition for the Leader Board were protected, so he didn't dare to challenge the authority of the Eastern Tang. He could only give a fierce glare at Lin Yue's back before walking towards his clansmen.

Suddenly, Lin Yue walked out of the ancient building unharmed. Furthermore, his entire person did not seem to be abnormal in the slightest, and he was immediately overjoyed. He immediately rushed over to welcome Lin Yue and carefully examined his injuries.

”Senior brother, no need to look, I was saved by an expert, I am fine now,” Lin Yue nodded.

Seeing that Lin Yue was truly fine, Gao Xuan took a deep breath, and after that, his eyes revealed a trace of seriousness, and he said in a low voice: ”Junior brother, you were truly too rash this time. If something were to happen to you, your entire Netherworld Sect would have suffered greatly.

”En.” Lin Yue nodded his head, but he did not feel any regret in his heart, the bracelet was extremely important to him, he was his woman, the Ling'er he cared about the most, no matter how much danger he had to pay for Ling'er, he was willing.

In his heart, even if the entire Netherworld Sect numbered in the tens of thousands, they would not even be able to compare to a single hair on Ling'er's head.

The dark clouds in the sky were still gathering, becoming thicker and thicker, pressing lower and lower. It was likely that there would be an earth-shattering storm tonight.

The two of them returned to the inn and rested for the night, preparing to challenge those who were higher level than them tomorrow. When they reached the challenge level higher level, that kind of pressure wasn't something that an ordinary person could withstand.

Lin Yue sat cross legged on the bed, and repeatedly allowed the Genuine Essence to circulate its energy through his veins. Most of his meridians were burnt to ashes by the impact of the Chaos Fire, and only by obtaining the blood of a peak Martial Saint was he able to make up for the loss.

At the moment, his veins were raw, and Genuine Essence did not flow smoothly when they started to operate. The strong Genuine Essence swam and swam in his veins, and there was even a slight sense of pain — it was a sign that his veins were being refined and polished.

Only after the latter half of the night, did Lin Yue's veins start to move again. With the Hung Meng Martial Spirit's forceful replenishment, after going through the Martial Saint's blood repair, his veins became even more solid than before.

After a few weeks, Lin Yue slowly opened his eyes and looked at the pitch black sky outside the window.

The path of the strong was difficult, but on this path, one was destined to suffer incomparable pain.

It might be just as Qin Emperor said, there were tens of thousands of people who possessed the talent of the strongest Martial Soul, but there were very few who were able to become a Martial Saint with a reputation that could shake the world.

”I will, I will become the strongest Ranker in Pan Gu, even if there is only one in a million, that one will still be me, because, I swore to protect you by Ling'er's side, and not let you get hurt anymore. For you, I will give my all, and including my life, I will become the strongest person, protecting you, forever.”

”Crack!”