Chapter 348

He could not correlate the place before him with any territory in the Human World.

Bai Yiyuan led him forward, saying as they walked, "Don't bother thinking about it; this place does not exist on any map of the Human World."

"It is not in the Human World, not in the Abyss, and not with the Dragon Race. Like the Yuan Battlefield and the Ancient Battlefield, it is an independent space."

"This place is called the Bloody Land."

The Bloody Land—a very fitting name.

The scent of fresh blood permeated the air.

The yellow earth, if looked at closely, could be seen as the color of dried and weathered blood.

Bai Yiyuan did not walk slowly, and Lin Moyu had to use all his strength to keep up.

A violent wind howled toward them.

Waves of the bloody scent poured into his mouth.

Lin Moyu did not know what kind of person would be willing to live in a place like this.

Bai Yiyuan noticed Lin Moyu's question and said with a hint of disdain, "A bloodthirsty old monster lives here."

"Bullshit! Bai Yiyuan, your mouth is incapable of speaking anything decent!"

A booming voice rang out, and a blade appeared in the air.

The giant blade unleashed a hundred-meter blade aura, descending like a deluge.

It was as if it wanted to destroy the heavens and the earth, surpassing the Four-Winged Bull King by a wide margin.

Beneath the blade aura, the earth cracked, and the world shook violently.

Bai Yiyuan roared, "Old monster, if you dare to hurt my disciple, I will pull your bones apart!"

Bai Yiyuan shot into the sky, meeting the blade aura head-on.

A pair of divine fists collided with the blade aura, exploding in dazzling light.

Terrifying energy erupted in the air, rushing in all directions.

The Bone Armor shimmered, but after holding on for two seconds, it shattered with a boom.

The Undead Legion were all injured.

Lin Moyu was shocked; the mere shockwave was comparable to a clone of the Four-Winged Bull King.

Is this the strength of a God-level powerhouse?

Lin Moyu realized that he had absolutely no idea how strong a God-level powerhouse was.

Bai Yiyuan's strength was completely beyond what the Four-Winged Bull King could compare to.

He estimated that it wouldn't take much effort for Bai Yiyuan to kill the Four-Winged Bull King.

It was no wonder that when Bai Yiyuan spoke of the Four-Winged Bull King earlier, his tone was full of disdain.

The gap was indeed vast.

The blade aura surged again, with a stance as if it wanted to cut Bai Yiyuan down.

What kind of deep hatred was this? They started fighting to the death without a word the moment they met.

Bai Yiyuan roared, "Are you fucking crazy?!"

A pair of gauntlets appeared in his hands; Bai Yiyuan had already brought out his weapon.

Both sides unleashed a barrage of attacks in the air.

Massive shockwaves kept striking, and Lin Moyu was caught in the aftermath.

His Bone Armor was constantly shattered by the shockwaves, and Lin Moyu had no other choice but to continuously refresh his Bone Armor.

The Undead Legion appeared in dense numbers; if they stayed in the Summoning Space any longer, they wouldn't last long.

Only by coming to the outside world, where the Lich General could heal them, could they survive.

Seeing that Lin Moyu was fine, Bai Yiyuan felt relieved and counterattacked even more frantically.

His pair of divine fists kept slamming into the giant blade.

His fists were like phantoms, throwing at least hundreds of punches every second.

Lin Moyu was completely dazzled; he would likely be blasted into dust instantly by attacks of this level.

Furthermore, Bai Yiyuan hadn't even used any skills; these were completely standard attacks.

The shockwaves had become visible to the naked eye, spreading out in rings.

The earth roared, and space trembled.

The battle blade was beaten back repeatedly by Bai Yiyuan, and finally retreated.

A figure rushed from the distant sky, covering several thousand meters in the blink of an eye, and grasped the battle blade.

The battle blade flared with intense light, its thousand-meter blade aura tearing the heavens and earth apart.

It was truly world-shattering.

The blade aura carried intense murderous intent, sweeping across the world.

The entire space changed, and the scent of blood soared to the sky.

Kill!

The murderous intent that Lin Moyu had barely managed to stabilize was instantly triggered, and murderous intent rose from his own body as well.

His eyes were filled with the look of slaughter.

A visible aura of slaughter rose into the sky.

At this moment, Lin Moyu lost his final composure.

Bai Yiyuan roared, "You lunatic, I shouldn't have come to find you if I'd known this, you bastard!"

He naturally saw that Lin Moyu was in a very bad state at this moment.

Light flickered on the back of Lin Moyu's hand.

[Strong Soldier] skill activated.

He pointed with his right hand, skill: Damage Curse!

Flames danced on his left hand, skill: Soul Fire!

He didn't care if the person who came was a God-level powerhouse or not.

In Lin Moyu's eyes at this moment, they were just an enemy.

Since they were an enemy, then kill!

The Curse and Soul Fire erupted simultaneously, and the Skeleton Mage's skills were thrown over like a deluge.

Regardless of whether the power was great or not, the scale of the momentum startled even Bai Yiyuan.

A mere level 39 Lin Moyu was not taken seriously by the opponent at all.

"Curse!" The man sneered, his murderous aura soaring, and the effect of the Curse was immediately significantly weakened.

A spark of fire landed on his head, and his whole body trembled, letting out a muffled groan.

That soaring murderous aura instantly weakened significantly.

Pain! It was truly very painful!

The pain from the soul level made him feel very uncomfortable.

Immediately following that, a green halo exploded around him.

Skill: Poison Star Ring.

His body was immediately stained with a layer of green.

"You can actually use poison?" The man was even more curious about Lin Moyu.

He looked at Lin Moyu and waved his great blade casually, instantly annihilating all of the Skeleton Mage's spell attacks.

Attacks of this level were completely useless to him.

Bai Yiyuan landed back beside Lin Moyu at this moment and patted Lin Moyu's shoulder with one hand, "Wake up!"

With a roar, the murderous intent in Lin Moyu's eyes dissipated slightly.

—Seeking Flowers—

His consciousness returned, and he hurriedly took out a bottle of Calming Potion and drank it.

Under the effect of the Calming Potion, Lin Moyu's eyes gradually regained clarity.

The previous memories were very clear, and Lin Moyu himself did not expect that he would dare to attack a God-level powerhouse.

Being controlled by murderous intent; this feeling was extremely unpleasant.

"Teacher."

Bai Yiyuan didn't say anything, just patted his shoulder, "Put them away."

Lin Moyu gave a grunt of acknowledgment and put away the Undead Legion.

Bai Yiyuan looked up and called out, "Old monster, we've fought, now come down."

The man looked sullen, flying down while still coated in the green color.

The damage from the Poison Star Ring was still continuing, equivalent to hundreds of thousands of points of strength damage per second.

As he descended, a halo of light exploded from his body.

The Curse and Poison Star Ring were both dispelled simultaneously.

After landing, he stared at Lin Moyu with a low gaze, "This is your student?"

Bai Yiyuan showed a look of pride, "My disciple, how is it? Not bad, right?"

He said in a deep voice, "Not bad. A mere level 39, daring to attack a God-level powerhouse; I'm afraid he doesn't know how the word 'death' is written."

"Cut the crap; it's not like you couldn't see what happened just now." Bai Yiyuan snorted.

The two were at loggerheads, not giving each other any face at all.

Bai Yiyuan said to Lin Moyu, "This guy is called Yan Kuangsheng, his profession is God Warrior, level 95."

Lin Moyu stood in awe. He had seen Yan Kuangsheng in books, which recorded in detail the various battles Yan Kuangsheng had experienced.

He was a figure of the same level as Bai Yiyuan, having held up an era for the Human World.

One of Yan Kuangsheng's most classic battles was facing three Abyss Demon Kings alone.

He killed one and two escaped.

And he himself remained unscathed.

Later, for some unknown reason, Yan Kuangsheng disappeared, and it turned out he had been living in seclusion here.

"Lin Moyu greets Senior Yan."

Towards a senior of the Human World, Lin Moyu was respectful.

Such figures were all worthy of respect.

Yan Kuangsheng gave a faint grunt of acknowledgment, "Why did you bring him here?"

Bai Yiyuan said, "Can't you see? The little guy has killed too many demons and is now being eroded by murderous intent, so I came to you for some help."

Yan Kuangsheng's expression changed, "You have your eye on that treasure of mine? I think you're not only incapable of speaking anything decent, but you're also daydreaming."

Bai Yiyuan said, "Hey, it's just an item; it's useless for you to keep it."

"Besides, a successor of the Human World is in trouble; shouldn't you, as a senior, help out righteously?"

Yan Kuangsheng sneered, "If it were someone else's disciple, it might be open to discussion, but your disciple—forget it."

Bai Yiyuan said, "Now you're being excessive. Does it matter whose disciple it is? Lin Moyu is, after all, the top genius among his peers. Don't you want to know how he got this murderous aura?"

"None of my damn business!" Yan Kuangsheng snorted coldly.

To be honest, he was still a little curious.