Chapter 437: Eighth Layer of True Immortal Realm, Death Struggle

Without hesitation, Zhou Chen began to comprehend the Cultivation Technique.

Time passed minute by minute.

Three days later.

Zhou Chen opened his eyes, a sharp light flashing within them.

He had completely comprehended the first layer of the Cultivation Technique.

The Immortal Spiritual Power in his body began to transform into Origin Immortal Qi.

Although the quantity decreased, the quality had increased ten thousand-fold.

Boom!

A terrifying aura erupted from Zhou Chen's body.

The Bottleneck of the Eighth Layer of True Immortal Realm was instantly broken.

Not only that.

The Small World within his body also underwent a massive change.

The World Tree grew wildly, its trunk becoming even sturdier.

The area of the Small World expanded to a billion li.

In the sky, the purple thunder became denser.

On the ground of the internal world, countless living beings began to evolve.

Some even grew a hint of spiritual intelligence.

Some evolved directly from wild beasts into Yao Beasts.

The entire Small World was full of vitality.

Zhou Chen stood up and stretched his limbs.

His bones let out a series of crackling pops.

Zhou Chen was in high spirits.

The harvest from this trip to the Secret Realm far exceeded his expectations.

Not only had his cultivation broken through to the Eighth Layer of True Immortal Realm, but he had also obtained an Immeasurable-grade Cultivation Technique.

“Calculating the time, that kid Lin Tian should be arriving soon.”

Zhou Chen's Divine Sense swept across the entire Core Area, quickly locking onto a familiar aura.

Lin Tian was leading two death soldiers, rushing madly toward the direction of the Inheritance Hall.

His face was ashen, and his eyes were filled with anxiety.

During these three days, he had circled the Core Area but hadn't found even a shadow of the Inheritance Hall.

Seeing that the time left in the Secret Realm was dwindling, the anxiety in his heart grew heavier.

“Damn it, where exactly is the Inheritance Hall?”

Lin Tian gritted his teeth.

Just then, a towering palace suddenly appeared ahead.

The palace was made entirely of white jade, emitting a soft glow.

“Found it!”

Lin Tian's eyes lit up, and he accelerated his charge.

However, when he reached the palace entrance, he was stunned.

The gates were wide open.

The inside was empty; there was nothing at all.

“Impossible… impossible!”

Lin Tian rushed into the palace, frantically searching every corner.

Secret rooms, corridors, the main hall… he turned every place upside down.

There was nothing.

Not even a single hair was left behind.

“Aaaah!”

Lin Tian roared toward the sky, his voice filled with despair and rage.

It was like this again.

Someone had beaten him to it once more.

“Young Lord, we…”

A death soldier tried to offer comfort but was sent flying by a palm strike from Lin Tian.

“Get out!”

Lin Tian's eyes were bloodshot; he was on the verge of a total breakdown.

He paced in circles for a few moments, then suddenly stopped.

“That person definitely hasn't gone far; they might even be nearby!”

A hint of madness flashed in Lin Tian's eyes.

His Divine Sense spread out frantically, searching a thousand-li radius.

Soon, he discovered a suspicious aura.

That aura was moving away from the Inheritance Hall at a moderate pace, appearing exceptionally leisurely.

“Found you!”

Lin Tian's figure blurred as he chased in that direction.

The two death soldiers glanced at each other and hurriedly followed.

A moment later.

Lin Tian blocked the path of a figure.

It was a young man wearing a grey cloth robe, looking utterly ordinary.

The youth was strolling along leisurely with a piece of foxtail grass in his mouth; it was precisely Zhou Chen in disguise.

Seeing Lin Tian suddenly appear, he stopped, his brow furrowing slightly.

“Move aside,”

Zhou Chen said indifferently.

Lin Tian stared intently at Zhou Chen, his eyes full of suspicion.

“Who are you?”

“Zixia Sect Outer Sect Disciple, Lin Dong.”

Zhou Chen replied casually.

“Outer Sect Disciple?”

Lin Tian sneered.

“How could an Outer Sect Disciple appear in the Core Area?”

“The Restrictions and traps here are things even someone at the Fifth Layer of True Immortal Realm might not pass.”

“A mere Outer Sect Disciple like you—on what basis could you be here?”

Zhou Chen glanced at Lin Tian.

“I had good luck; I followed someone else's footprints here.”

“Is there a problem?”

Lin Tian's expression grew even darker.

His Divine Sense swept over Zhou Chen, only to find the other party's aura was merely at the First Layer of True Immortal Realm.

But for some reason, he felt something was off.

“Did you just go to the Inheritance Hall?”

“No.”

Zhou Chen shook his head.

“I just reached the Core Area and was planning to look for some opportunities.”

“You're lying!”

Lin Tian suddenly barked.

“In the entire Core Area right now, yours is the only aura!”

“The things in the Inheritance Hall must have been taken by you!”

Zhou Chen sighed; he had originally wanted to keep this 'treasure-hunting mouse' around, but he hadn't expected this mouse to be so eager to find its own death.

“Do you have evidence?”

A ruthless glint flashed in Lin Tian's eyes.

“Once I kill you and search your soul, I'll know if it's true or false.”

As soon as he finished speaking.

The two death soldiers behind Lin Tian attacked simultaneously.

Terrifying killing intent locked onto Zhou Chen as two horrific attacks closed in from his left and right.

Zhou Chen stood in place, not even moving.

“That's it?”

A mocking smile played on the corner of his mouth.

In the next second.

Zhou Chen raised his hand and waved it.

Two streaks of Sword Qi instantly slashed out.

The Sword Qi was incredibly fast; the two death soldiers didn't even have time to react.

Puchi!

Two heads soared into the sky.

The headless corpses crashed to the ground, blood spurting out.

The entire process took less than a breath.

Lin Tian's pupils shrank violently.

He stared blankly at the two corpses on the ground, his mind going blank.

True Immortal Realm Tenth Layer death soldiers…

Instantly killed?

“You… who exactly are you?”

Lin Tian's voice trembled.

Zhou Chen spat out the foxtail grass and brushed off non-existent dust from his hands.

“I told you, Zixia Sect Outer Sect Disciple, Lin Dong.”

He looked up, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

“Your opportunities were quite good, but unfortunately, they are all mine now.”

“I originally wanted to spare your life, but what a pity.”

Boom!

These words were like a thunderclap exploding in Lin Tian's mind.

“It's you… it really is you!”

Lin Tian's entire body was shaking.

Anger, fear, despair… all sorts of emotions were intertwined.

“Why? Why are you targeting me?”

“I have no grievances or enmity with you!”

Zhou Chen laughed.

“Take a guess?”

Villains die from talking too much; he wouldn't bother explaining anything.

Upon hearing this, Lin Tian's face twisted into a hideous expression: “You forced me.”

He pulled a jade talisman from his robe.

This was the final life-saving talisman Lin Potian had left for him.

As long as it was crushed, it could summon a strike at the Immortal King level.

Lin Tian crushed the jade talisman without hesitation.

Rumble!

A terrifying Immortal King pressure instantly enveloped the area.

An illusory figure emerged from the jade talisman.

It was indeed Lin Potian.

“Who dares to harm a descendant of my Lin family?”

Lin Potian's voice was like heavenly thunder, making the Void Realm tremble.

His gaze swept over Zhou Chen, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

“Eighth Layer of True Immortal Realm?”

“A bit interesting.”

“However, those who dare to touch my Lin family's people must pay the price. Die.”

Lin Potian raised a hand and pointed a finger.

A terrifying finger force tore through the air.

This finger contained the power of the Second Layer of the Immortal King Realm, enough to instantly kill any True Immortal.

A hideous smile appeared on Lin Tian's face.

“Go to hell!”

However, in the next second, the smile on his face froze.