Chapter 377: The Insidious and Cunning Evil Thoughts of Tuosen

Lin Che slowly walked up to the divine beast, looked down at it, and said faintly, "You are not qualified to know my cultivation stage."

"However, you can go back and tell Tuosen that if he wants revenge, he should come himself. Using an ant like you to probe will only be a waste of effort."

"Forget it, I'll find time to tell him myself."

After speaking, Lin Che directly raised his foot and, in everyone's astonished gaze, stomped heavily on the divine beast's head.

With a crisp crack, the divine beast's head was crushed, black blood mixed with brain matter, and it completely lost its breath.

After dealing with the divine beast, Lin Che did not stop. He looked up at the depths of the Ancient God Land, where the seal's fluctuations were becoming increasingly intense, and Tuosen's aura was also becoming clearer.

[Congratulations to the host for slaying the ancient divine beast ape. Reward: host's cultivation level increased by one level.]

[Current: Second Decline of Heaven and Man Stage.]

Hearing the system's voice, Lin Che did not show an excited expression. After all, he knew in his heart that he did not have much time left.

Lin Che placed one hand behind his back, took a deep breath, and a faint golden light shone around him. His figure transformed into a streak of light, rushing towards the direction of the seal.

The cultivators along the way were all terrified when they saw his figure. They had all heard the divine beast's mournful cry just now, but they never expected that it was killed by this cultivator.

"Who is that? He's so strong?"

"He can even easily deal with Tuosen's subordinate. Could he be a powerful figure from the Cultivation Alliance?"

"Oh no, he's heading towards the seal. Could it be that he wants to contend with Tuosen for the Ancient God's corpse?"

The cultivators discussed animatedly, but no one dared to step forward to stop him. Lin Che's strength had already exceeded their understanding, and no one wanted to court disaster.

Lin Che, however, paid no mind to this.

At this moment, his mind was filled with how to reinforce the seal and how to prevent Tuosen from breaking out. He knew even more that once Tuosen emerged, not only would the cultivators of the Ancient God Land suffer, but the entire Suzaku Star might fall into crisis.

In the depths of the Ancient God Land, the light of the seal became increasingly dim, and a huge black shadow could vaguely be seen wriggling inside.

Lin Che looked at the black shadow, his eyes becoming incredibly firm: "Tuosen, this time, I will never let you out!"

…Within the sea of blood, the Demon God Tuosen shook the necklace in his hand, his eyes filled with longing for what he already possessed, and a smirk curved at the corner of his mouth.

He seemed to have already seen his chance to leave this cursed place.

Tuosen slowly stood up, and blood-red energy surged around him like raging waves, constantly spreading outwards. Wherever it passed, the surrounding void blossomed and transformed.

"Finally, this day has come,桀桀桀, Lin Che, I didn't expect you to still dare to come to the Ancient God Land. This time, I absolutely cannot let you leave here alive."

Tuosen was now impatient to obtain the Memory Inheritance of the Ancient God. If he could obtain it, he would truly become the Eight-Star Ancient God Tu Si. At that time, naturally, no one would be his opponent… As Tuosen's wild laughter rang out, the originally silent sea of blood suddenly began to churn, causing the Eight Kings of Corpse Yin Sect who had arrived here to stop, staring at the sea of blood before them with strange expressions.

A blood-red flood dragon flew out from the sea of blood, its deafening dragon roar seemingly echoing throughout the entire Ancient God Land.

Seeing the blood-red flood dragon before them, the Eight Kings of Corpse Yin Sect subconsciously turned around and looked at the surrounding spatial energy, discovering that the energy in this place was slowly shattering.

"Damn it, this flood dragon has reached the Late-Fragmentation Nirvana Stage. Attack together!"

The purple-robed elder's face was ashen. He rapidly moved his fingers, conjuring several banners that appeared around them.

As soon as the purple banners landed, several black chains shot up, coiling around the blood flood dragon like venomous snakes.

The other seven of the Eight Kings of Corpse Yin Sect also acted in unison. Some conjured bone staffs emanating corpse qi, while others formed sinister incantations, and black spiritual energy surged towards the blood flood dragon like a tide.

They knew the terror of a Late-Fragmentation Nirvana Stage cultivator. If they did not join forces, they probably wouldn't even be able to withstand a single claw from the flood dragon.

The blood flood dragon sensed the danger and violently thrashed its body, its blood-red scales gleaming with a cold luster under the faint light of the sea of blood.

It opened its giant mouth and spewed out a thick blood mist. The blood mist landed on the black chains, directly corroding holes in them.

Then, the flood dragon turned its body, flicked its long tail, and with a whistling sound that tore through the air, it struck towards the nearest Corpse Yin Sect cultivator.

"Be careful!"

The purple-robed elder exclaimed, waving the banner in his hand again, attempting to block with spiritual energy.

But the blood flood dragon's strength far exceeded his expectations. Its long tail directly broke through the spiritual energy barrier and heavily struck the cultivator's chest.

With a 'crack', the cultivator's sternum instantly shattered, and his body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily on the edge of the sea of blood. The fresh blood gushing from his mouth stained a large area of the ground.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this, the eyes of the others flashed with a hint of ruthlessness.

They exchanged glances, then suddenly simultaneously formed hand seals. Seven streams of black spiritual energy converged in the air, forming a giant black ghostly claw.

The ghostly claw was wrapped in dense corpse qi, and even the surrounding space was frozen by this chilling power. It savagely clawed towards the blood flood dragon.

This was the combined attack technique of the Eight Kings of Corpse Yin Sect, its power far exceeding a single person's attack.

The blood flood dragon's pupils constricted. Not daring to be careless, it quickly curled its body, and the blood-red energy around it condensed into a thick shield.

"Bang!"

The black ghostly claw slammed heavily onto the shield, emitting a deafening roar. The blood-red shield vibrated violently, and cracks actually appeared.

"Break for this old man!"

The purple-robed elder roared sternly!

He increased his spiritual energy output again.

The power of the black ghostly claw suddenly strengthened, finally crushing the blood-red shield.

The moment the shield shattered, the blood flood dragon let out a mournful shriek. Its body was firmly gripped by the ghostly claw, and black corpse qi surged into its body through the wounds, beginning to corrode its meridians.

Just as the Eight Kings of Corpse Yin Sect thought victory was in their grasp, the sea of blood suddenly churned violently, and an even more terrifying aura spread out from the depths of the sea of blood.

The purple-robed elder's face suddenly changed. He abruptly looked up at the center of the sea of blood, where the blood waves churned like boiling water, and a huge black shadow was slowly rising from the sea of blood.

"Oh no, this guy is drawing out the energy from this place. Stop him…"

As the purple-robed elder's voice fell, the leading Second King of Corpse Yin Sect rapidly moved his fingers. At the Shattered Nirvana Stage, he directly summoned a long spear and shot it towards the blood-red flood dragon.

The dark brown long spear pierced through the void on both sides, almost exploding in the air, tearing the space before it several times and erupting with unparalleled terrifying energy.

"Corpse Puppet, emerge!"