Leaving the Vortex

Holding the rusty iron sword, Wang Lin retreated as Qian Guizhong closed in. He pointed with his left hand, and the souls of Master Void and the All-Seer flew out.

These two battle souls could be considered Wang Lin's most powerful spells, aside from the bit of essence between his eyebrows. Together with his trump card, the iron sword, he was going all out.

After all, this wasn't the Qinglin Celestial Mansion from back then. He now had a peak physical body capable of defending against all attacks, along with endless ancient god power that could shake the heavens and earth with a single punch. He didn't have the opportunity to use Sundered Night, and even the Green Light Shield had collapsed in the Qinglin Celestial Mansion. He no longer possessed the eight-star ancient god life-saving ability, Dream of the Past.

At this moment, it was extremely difficult for Wang Lin, who only had one cultivation avatar, to kill a Nirvana Shatterer cultivator.