1742

 **Chapter 1742: I Said I'd Kill You First, So I'll Kill You First!**

The Water of Myriad Colors struggled violently in his palm. As a material of the Boundary Realm, it was not so easily subdued. Lin

Lin Moyu knew how to deal with it, using his soul power to suppress the Water of Myriad Colors.

At this moment, a yellow light appeared above his head, and a high mountain appeared out of thin air.

This God Sovereign had been hiding in the dark, waiting until now, when Lin Moyu began to subdue the Water of Myriad Colors, to make his move.

"I've been waiting for you!" Lin Moyu chuckled, having already discovered him with his undead vision.

This was a God Sovereign from the Sand Clan, using a treasure that resembled a sand dune.

The treasure transformed into a high mountain of sand, pressing down from above.

Space twisted and shattered layer by layer.

This sand dune was a God Sovereign-level treasure, its weight immeasurable, even space couldn't withstand it.

Lin Moyu remained unflustered, and the Bone Hell expanded rapidly.

The Bone Hell enveloped the surroundings, and upon being struck by the sand dune, it instantly marked it.

Lin Moyu locked onto the opponent's soul, and four Golden Eagle Clan God Sovereign slaves charged out.

Two of the Golden Eagle Clan God Sovereign slaves collided with the sand dune treasure, sending it flying, but they were also knocked back.

The other two directly entangled the Sand Clan God Sovereign, engaging in a fierce battle.

The Bone Hell almost enveloped all the surrounding God Sovereigns, marking each one.

While subduing the Water of Myriad Colors, Lin Moyu coldly said, "It's time to start killing!"

"I said I'd kill you first, so I'll kill you first!"

He looked at the Crimson Fire God Sovereign, and over a hundred Skeleton God Generals appeared beside him.

The Skeleton God Generals almost instantly surrounded the Crimson Fire God Sovereign, their sword energy crisscrossing, tearing him apart.

The Crimson Fire God Sovereign screamed continuously, trying to break through multiple times, but was blocked by the Skeleton God Generals each time.

He was only a second-rank God Sovereign, facing over a hundred Skeleton God Generals of the same rank, there was no chance of survival.

Above the Skeleton God Generals' heads appeared a river of laws, filled with white bones, looking extremely eerie.

White bones fell from the river of laws, covering the Skeleton God Generals in a layer of white light, further enhancing their combat power. In less than a minute, the seemingly powerful Crimson Fire God Sovereign was torn apart by the hundred Skeleton God Generals.

Lin Moyu kept his word; he said he'd kill him first, so he killed him first.

The death of the Crimson Fire God Sovereign shocked all the other God Sovereigns.

In the battle for the Water of Myriad Colors, God Sovereigns often got injured, and occasionally one would die.

But to die so quickly and so early was very rare.

"What are those things!"

"Are they Human Clan puppets? Why are there God Sovereign-level puppets!"

"How can a God King control so many puppets?"

"His soul is very strong, able to subdue even the Water of Myriad Colors, at least a fourth-rank medium soul."

"This is a top-tier genius of the Human Clan."

"Run, those puppets are coming!"

The God Sovereigns quickly discussed.

Seeing the Skeleton God Generals coming after killing the Crimson Fire God Sovereign, they scattered in fear.

Several God Sovereigns broke free from their entanglements and fled into the distance.

The Sand Clan God Sovereign was entangled by the four Golden Eagle Clan God Sovereign slaves, unable to escape.

The Golden Eagle Clan was known for their speed, and once entangled, they were a headache for any race.

The Shadow Clan God Sovereign was about to escape when another explosion occurred on his body.

Once again, a corpse exploded on him, this time using the fresh corpse of the Crimson Fire God Sovereign.

In the explosion, the Shadow Clan God Sovereign died instantly, without even a scream.

The Sand Clan God Sovereign's face changed drastically, despair appearing in his eyes.

Lin Moyu did not disappoint him; the Skeleton God Generals had already surrounded him, and the outcome was already decided.

The Water of Myriad Colors stopped struggling and was finally subdued.

Lin Moyu put it away and looked into the distance.

This time, seven drops of the Water of Myriad Colors appeared, and he had taken one, leaving six still being contested. The air was filled with the scent of battle, and powerful energy surged.

The nearest battlefield was only five million kilometers away from Lin Moyu.

Judging by their fierce contest, Lin Moyu could easily join in.

However, Lin Moyu did not go there; instead, he looked elsewhere.

At the place where the Water of Myriad Colors had gushed out, there was a faint fist-sized hole.

The hole was well-hidden, with various colors emanating from it, blending with the starry sky.

Even a God Sovereign would find it hard to notice its existence.

But under the soul eye of the Boundary Realm, the hole was clearly visible.

Soul power surged, and the soul eye fully opened, peering into the hole.

Lin Moyu saw layers of folds, forming a passage leading deep inside.

The space was shattered by the Water of Myriad Colors, exposing the deepest part.

"What is this?"

Lin Moyu's eyes narrowed as he saw infinite colors inside.

These colors came from the Water of Myriad Colors.

Looking more closely, he was even more shocked.

Inside, there was a well.

The Water of Myriad Colors was gushing out from this well.

To be precise, the Black Tide surged, creating pressure in the deep space.

The pressure didn't just squeeze out the Water of Myriad Colors but the well itself.

The gushing Water of Myriad Colors was just a drop, but the well contained countless drops.

It was hard to estimate how many drops there were, at least tens of thousands, maybe even more.

"If I could get this well!"

A thought arose in Lin Moyu's mind. Although it seemed unrealistic, it didn't seem impossible either.

Since seeing this well filled with the Water of Myriad Colors, Lin Moyu lost interest in the gushing drops.

He began to think about how to obtain the well.

Even the nearby Sand Clan God Sovereign, still in battle, was ignored.

Killing a God Sovereign was a small matter, left to the Skeleton God Generals.

"To refine the Water of Myriad Colors, soul power is needed."

"To refine this well filled with the Water of Myriad Colors, soul power is definitely needed too."

"I have a Boundary Realm soul, plus the talent giant tree and the Nine-Colored Dragon Soul Crystal, which can continuously restore soul power. Soul power shouldn't be a problem."

"The key issue is how to reach the well."

"The well is in the deepest part of the space, and ordinary methods won't work."

"It's said that only those who have mastered the rules of space in the Boundary Realm can reach it. I wonder if the laws of space will work."

"Maybe I can try."

With a thought, the sound of Buddha chants reached his ears.

The Buddha Kingdom Lich appeared beside him, and Lin Moyu simultaneously used the True Sight technique.

The True Sight technique invoked the laws of fate, showing future scenes.

Using the well as the focal point, the scene had not fully formed before it shattered.

"Is the well's existence too mysterious?"

"Even the laws of fate can't depict it."

Lin Moyu had a vague understanding of why it failed.

The well's existence was mysterious and elusive.

But this only strengthened his resolve to obtain the well.

He carefully observed the other God Sovereigns and found that none of them had noticed the hole where the Water of Myriad Colors gushed out.

This indicated that the other God Sovereigns hadn't discovered the well's existence.

Lin Moyu calculated the time from the gushing of the Water of Myriad Colors to the closing of the hole.

The sound of screams reached his ears. After five minutes of resistance, the Sand Clan God Sovereign finally died under the siege of the Skeleton God Generals.

Lin Moyu didn't care; he continued calculating the time.

As time passed, the remaining six drops of the Water of Myriad Colors gradually found their owners.