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 Chapter 3082: Now, It's Your Turn

Ten drops of Primal Water, ten million portions of belief power, and the Sword Dao elevated the Five Elements Sword Lich, which was originally only at sixth-level Dao Venerable, to a whole new level of combat power.

The power of the Five Elements Sword Sea had reached the peak of seventh-level Dao Venerable, infinitely close to eighth-level Dao Venerable.

From the Sword Dao, countless sharp swords flew out covering the sky, enveloping the black-robed figure and Yan Bei within.

This sword strike was aimed not just at the black-robed figure, but also at Yan Bei.

The black-robed figure realized what Lin Moyu was trying to do and immediately retreated to Yan Bei's side to protect him.

As the sword sea arrived, endless sharp swords crashed down like a tsunami, striking the black light.

The black light instantly became distorted, its power rapidly declining.

If the black-robed figure had been at peak condition, they could have easily blocked this sword strike.

But now, it was hard to say.

Lin Moyu appeared ten thousand meters away, quickly condensing Fate Swords and slashing them towards the black-robed figure.

The black-robed figure's fate was continuously weakened. As their fate declined, their power also weakened, and they became increasingly unlucky as calamity descended.

The injuries they had just forcibly suppressed suddenly erupted. The black-robed figure violently spat out a mouthful of blood.

Just this one time, they were already more severely injured than before, with their soul damaged. If it had been any heavier, it would have damaged their foundation.

At that point, forget about advancing to ninth-level Dao Venerable, they would have to thank heaven and earth if they could maintain eighth-level Dao Venerable.

The black-robed figure's black light grew smaller and smaller, becoming difficult to maintain.

The black-robed figure knew that if they persisted, not only would Yan Bei die, but they would also perish here.

They looked at Yan Bei, then glared fiercely at Lin Moyu. A pair of angry blood-red eyes appeared within the black light.

Lin Moyu ignored this, paying no attention to them.

The black-robed figure grabbed Yan Bei and was about to flee. Even at the end, they still hadn't given up on Yan Bei.

Perhaps Yan Bei was useful to them, or perhaps Yan Bei was on their side.

Lin Moyu shook his head, "You can't save him!"

The Fate Explosion technique suddenly activated. The black-robed figure screamed miserably as their body exploded, bursting with a large amount of blood.

The hand grabbing Yan Bei was blasted off on the spot, and Yan Bei fell back to the ground.

The black-robed figure's injuries were now even more severe than before. The black light could barely envelop them, completely unable to care for Yan Bei.

The unconscious Yan Bei was instantly engulfed by the sword sea, his body turning to mush on the spot, dead beyond dead.

Seeing Yan Bei's death, the black-robed figure shouted angrily, "You deserve to die!"

As the words fell, they violently spat out a mouthful of essence blood. The black light surged again, soaring into the sky at lightning speed, instantly disappearing on the horizon.

Lin Moyu didn't pursue. Although the black-robed figure was now severely injured, killing them would still not be easy.

Just now, he wanted to use Yan Bei's corpse to strike a killing blow, but his spiritual sense sent a warning.

He realized that the black-robed figure probably still had some desperate measures.

Since that was the case, he let it go. Someone else would naturally have to worry about this matter!

The Five Elements Sword Sea receded. Lin Moyu waved his hand, collecting the few remaining pieces of Yan Bei's flesh.

The flesh of an eighth-level Dao Venerable, ah, this was good stuff.

Unfortunately, Yan Bei didn't have any treasures on him. The things he had in his rule world had already been destroyed along with him, gone who knows where.

His gaze turned to a spot not far away, "Now, it's your turn!"

The direction he was looking at was where Yan Dao was hiding.

Lin Moyu walked a few steps, coming to Yan Dao's location. Yan Dao's soul was hidden a hundred meters underground.

Under the Undead Eye, no matter how well Yan Dao hid, it was useless.

Yan Dao had suppressed all his aura, putting himself in a semi-sleeping state, shutting off all perception of the outside world.

Only this way could he hide from others.

So he also didn't know that Lin Moyu had already come to his location.

In the Undead Eye, Yan Dao's soul was slowly recovering, at an extremely slow pace. It would take at least a thousand years to fully heal.

The previous self-destruction had injured him too severely. If it were an ordinary Dao Venerable, they would have perished long ago.

Yan Dao's life-preserving methods were indeed extraordinary.

A gray flame appeared on Lin Moyu's fingertip. The gray flame was extremely pure, without any impurities, possessing a strange beauty.

Lin Moyu possessed two types of flames. One was the Undying Flame, which was his innate flame, the foundation of the undead army and many techniques.

The other was the World-Burning Fire he obtained later.

The World-Burning Fire appeared to have no temperature, yet could refine an entire world, and was especially the nemesis of souls.

Not long ago, in the soul world, Lin Moyu had used the World-Burning Fire to refine a giant beast from the soul void.

That beast was seventh-level Dao Venerable.

And now, Yan Dao was ninth-level Dao Venerable, a full two levels higher.

However, Lin Moyu believed his World-Burning Fire could certainly refine him.

The World-Burning Fire flew out from his palm, silently falling to the ground, then merging into the earth, heading towards Yan Dao's location.

The solid ground of the Origin Continent couldn't stop the World-Burning Fire.

In less than half a minute, the World-Burning Fire had already reached Yan Dao's soul.

Yan Dao's soul was still sleeping, not sensing any danger.

The World-Burning Fire suddenly expanded, instantly surrounding and engulfing Yan Dao's soul. The sleeping soul of Yan Dao suddenly awoke.

Screams transmitted from underground. Yan Dao's soul struggled frantically, trying to escape.

The World-Burning Fire formed a fireball encasing Yan Dao's soul. Under his constant impacts, it violently deformed, seeming like it might shatter at any moment.

After all, it was a ninth-level Dao Venerable soul. Even with only a last breath left, its power wouldn't be too weak.

"No need to struggle. You can't escape!"

Lin Moyu's heart moved. The Fate, Time, and Space Daos appeared simultaneously, his body becoming hazy.

This time, he used three dao true bodies at once.

Using three dao true bodies simultaneously put great pressure on Lin Moyu. It couldn't be sustained for long, only for a short while.

Multitasking, Lin Moyu condensed a Fate Sword in his left hand while pointing with his right hand.

The Time Dao and Space Dao mixed and fused together, forming time-space power, falling on Yan Dao's soul.

Yan Dao's soul instantly fell into a state of time-space chaos.

If it had been normal times, at his peak, Lin Moyu's time-space power couldn't have affected him at all.

But now, his soul was severely injured, his power greatly reduced, unable to resist Lin Moyu's time-space power.

As the time-space power descended, the Fate Sword followed closely.

Having fate cut didn't cause any pain, but it made Yan Dao's power rapidly decline, and calamity descended.

Yan Dao screamed incessantly, one after another. No matter how he tried to break through, it was ultimately futile.

After the screams continued for several minutes, they finally became weak.

Lin Moyu witnessed the entire process with his Undead Eye, watching as Yan Dao's soul flame rapidly shrank, extinguished, until it finally disappeared.

Yan Dao's soul was refined by the World-Burning Fire, turning into a pure and flawless soul crystal.

A ninth-level Dao Venerable soul crystal contained the purest soul power.

Yan Dao's soul power carried fire attributes, with traces of the Fire Dao.

This soul crystal, for Fire Dao cultivators, was simply a supreme treasure.

If sold, it could be exchanged for many things.

Lin Moyu never thought of selling it. Undying Flames rose from his hand.

He attempted to use Revive the Dead to resurrect Yan Dao.

If successful, a ninth-level Dao Venerable existence would become his most powerful enforcer.