Chapter 436: A powerful figure from the Yunhai Star Region appears and reverses the situation

The three seals that had originally bound him began to crack under the impact of this power!

"Break for me!"

Lin Che roared to the sky, his voice shaking the starry expanse.

In an instant, Lin Che slammed his fist into the ground, and the immense impact caused the entire planet to tremble.

The three seals, under the shock of this power, finally shattered with a resounding crash!

Primal energy, vitality, and the power of his physical body instantly returned, and Lin Che's aura surged dramatically, far exceeding what it was before.

Lin Che subconsciously clenched his fist, feeling the surging power within him, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"Now, it's your turn!"

However, just as Lin Che was about to slaughter all the cultivators in this place, two figures instantly appeared before him, unleashing a palm strike that directly landed on Lin Che's chest.

The two individuals were led by a child-like figure, while the other was a woman dressed in a red Daoist robe, and both of their strengths had reached the mid-stage of the Ethereal Realm.

It was precisely the Cold-Clothed Child and Concubine Lan from beyond the realm.

Lin Che wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking coldly at the two in front of him, and said indifferently, "Sneak attacking from behind, truly despicable."

"Hehehe, fellow Daoist, you exaggerate. We arrived long ago, but seeing you kill so heartily, we had no intention of disturbing you."

The Cold-Clothed Child toyed with the jade thumb ring on his finger, a chilling, age-inappropriate smile on his face.

"Despicable? Outside this realm, being able to survive and obtain opportunities is paramount. What good is face? You've killed so many cultivators from beyond our realm. If you don't leave your life here today, no one can protect you!"

Concubine Lan gently fanned herself with the round fan in her hand, the peony patterns on the fan surface glowing with an eerie red light under the starlight. Her voice was alluring but laced with killing intent.

"Fellow Daoist Lin indeed has great skill, slaughtering Ethereal cultivators until they tremble with fear with a late-stage Nirvana cultivation, and even breaking through the Seal Extinction Clan's seal."

"It's a pity, no matter how strong you are, you can't contend against the two of us combined. The strength of the mid-stage Ethereal Realm is not something you can resist."

Lin Che scoffed, raising his hand to wipe away the blood from his mouth. The Blood God Sword reformed in his palm, its crimson glow making his eyes appear even colder.

"What if it's mid-stage Ethereal? Weren't those two early-stage Ethereal cultivators just now also souls beneath my sword? Do you think you can defeat me by teaming up? You'll just be adding two more corpses."

"Arrogant!"

The Cold-Clothed Child's expression darkened, and an icy chill suddenly erupted around him, instantly freezing the surrounding void into ice crystals.

"Today, I shall let you witness the gap between mid-stage and early-stage Ethereal!"

As his voice fell, the Cold-Clothed Child pointed a finger, and countless ice shards shot towards Lin Che like a torrential downpour. Each ice shard contained a freezing aura that could freeze primal energy. If struck, even a Nirvana cultivator would be instantly frozen solid.

Concubine Lan, on the other hand, swayed, transforming into several afterimages. With a flick of her round fan, countless pink petals drifted out. Seemingly delicate, they carried potent poison and corrosive power, silently coiling towards Lin Che's vital points.

The two, one far and one near, one attacking and one defending, coordinated perfectly, clearly accustomed to fighting together for years.

Lin Che's eyes narrowed, and the Blood God Sword danced, forming a blood-red light curtain that blocked all the ice shards and petals.

But the attacks from the Cold-Clothed Child and Concubine Lan followed one after another.

The Cold-Clothed Child slammed a palm onto the ground, and a massive ice wall rose from the earth, blocking Lin Che's retreat. Concubine Lan seized the opportunity to circle behind Lin Che, fiercely fanning out a pink wind blade with her round fan, aiming directly at Lin Che's back.

"Is this all you've got?"

Lin Che snorted coldly, stomping his foot with force. His figure suddenly shot upwards, dodging the wind blade, while simultaneously, the Blood God Sword slashed out a massive blood-red saber light towards the ice wall.

With a loud "crack," the ice wall shattered in response. But the Cold-Clothed Child had already teleported in front of Lin Che, his palm condensing a dense cold energy, and slapped it towards Lin Che's head.

Just at this critical moment, a deafening roar of battle suddenly came from afar. Countless streaks of light sped from the depths of the starry sky, like a brilliant river of stars.

The leading cultivator, clad in blue battle armor, pointed his long spear directly at the Cold-Clothed Child and Concubine Lan, and shouted sternly, "Scum from beyond the realm, how dare you lay hands on cultivators from my Cloud Sea Star Domain!"

The Cold-Clothed Child and Concubine Lan's expressions drastically changed. They turned their heads sharply, only to see tens of thousands of cultivators, all clad in uniform battle armor, had already arrived, densely suspended behind Lin Che. The aura of each cultivator was extremely powerful, with no shortage of early-stage Nirvana and even Ethereal realm experts among them.

Lin Che looked at the Cloud Sea Star Domain cultivators who had suddenly appeared behind him, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, followed by a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

He turned to look at the ashen-faced Cold-Clothed Child and Concubine Lan, his tone filled with heavy sarcasm, "Now, do you still think you can kill me?"

Looking at the suddenly appearing cultivators, the Cold-Clothed Child's face was ashen. "So it's you, Hongshanzi!"

Hongshanzi nodded with a faint smile, "This old man hasn't gone on a killing spree for nearly ten thousand years. Now that I've just arrived here, I didn't expect you lowly ants to be so audacious."

The Cold-Clothed Child stared at Lin Che's position, almost deranged, and roared, "Damn beast, if you hadn't suddenly appeared, how could these ants have had their way!"

"Everyone, listen to my command! Kill this beast at all costs! Anyone who slays him will be rewarded with a Nirvana-grade magical artifact!"

The Cold-Clothed Child's roar echoed through the starry sky. The cultivators from beyond the realm, already intimidated by the arrival of the Cloud Sea Star Domain reinforcements, now had the flames of greed rekindled in their eyes upon hearing the reward of a Nirvana-grade magical artifact. They swarmed towards Lin Che.

Lin Che sneered, the Blood God Sword humming in his palm, its crimson glow bathing him in a bloody red light.

"Want to kill me for a magical artifact? First, ask if the sword in my hand agrees!"

Before his voice fell, a figure suddenly darted out from the crowd, holding an ancient long saber, and slashed directly at Lin Che's face.

Lin Che's eyes narrowed.

The one who came was none other than Venerable Nanzhao, who had fortunately escaped earlier but was now blinded by greed!

He had preserved his broken body with a protective magical artifact, and now, seeing an opportunity to claim the reward, he rushed forward recklessly.

"Lin Che! Today is your day of death!"

Venerable Nanzhao roared, condensing all his spiritual power onto the long saber. The saber light was dazzling, carrying the power to tear through the void.

Lin Che glanced at him disdainfully, his footwork shifting. His figure moved like a ghost, dodging the saber light, while simultaneously, the Blood God Sword slashed out.

"You haven't even learned how to die, yet you dare to come and court death?"

The blood-red saber light was as fast as lightning. Venerable Nanzhao's pupils constricted. He tried to dodge, but it was too late.

With a "pfft" sound, the Blood God Sword easily pierced through his protective magical artifact, splitting his body in half.

This time, Lin Che gave him no chance. A killing intent condensed on his fingertip, directly shredding his lingering soul, completely severing any possibility of his resurrection.

"Venerable Nanzhao!"

Seeing this, the Cold-Clothed Child trembled with rage, yet he was helpless.