Chapter 555: The Strength of Nascent Soul Transformation Great Perfection

"Halt!" A low shout came from the Black Armor Army camp, filled with thick killing intent.

At the same time, a black radiance spread from the outer wall of the hundred-mile camp, forming a row of black mist-like defenses.

Inside the camp, tens of thousands of Black Armor Demonic Soldiers stood neatly in the center. In front of them, a burly man in black armor stood with his hands behind his back, looking coldly at the outside of the camp.

Beside this burly man stood Sima Yan respectfully. Judging by his expression, he was filled with awe toward this man.

Apart from Sima Yan, there were three other figures in black armor. Judging by their attire, they were also commanders, standing respectfully behind the burly man.

Wang Lin's body was like a meteor. He did not pause in the slightest. As he approached the row of black mist, he let out a cold snort. The Immortal Qi within his body instantly dispersed outward. In that instant, the black mist dissolved and rapidly retreated, revealing a passageway. Wang Lin stepped through calmly.

The Black Armor burly man looked at Wang Lin coldly, waved his right hand, and shouted, "Intruders, kill without mercy!"

The three commanders behind him didn't say a word; their bodies flickered forward, turning into three streaks of black light as they charged out. Sima Yan recognized Wang Lin at a glance. He hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and charged out as well.

Among the four commanders, three had cultivation equivalent to the Early Stage of Nascent Soul Transformation, and one had cultivation equivalent to the Middle Stage of Nascent Soul Transformation. If this had been before Wang Lin entered the Immortal Cave, dealing with these four might have been possible, but it would have been troublesome and time-consuming.

Especially since these four possessed surging Demonic Power. As they charged, the Demonic Power behind them manifested into four ferocious, illusory giant beasts, adding to their momentum!

But at this moment, Wang Lin's cultivation had reached the Great Perfection of the Late Stage of Nascent Soul Transformation. Looking at Cultivators in the Nascent Soul Transformation stage, he already stood at the Peak. Watching the four charge at him now, he remained as calm as an ancient well, his expression unchanging.

"Retreat!" Wang Lin stood in place without moving, speaking only these two words!

Although the voice was soft, it contained the condensed Immortal Qi of a Nascent Soul Transformation Late Stage Great Perfection Cultivator. As the sound fell into the ears of the four, it was like rolling thunder, booming in their ears.

Among the four, except for the Cultivator with cultivation equivalent to the Middle Stage of Nascent Soul Transformation who changed his expression and resisted, the other three commanders with cultivation equivalent to the Early Stage of Nascent Soul Transformation were too far apart in strength. Their faces turned pale, their minds shook, and their bodies stopped involuntarily.

Although their cultivation was equivalent to the Nascent Soul Transformation stage, the gap between them and Wang Lin was too great. Wang Lin had already taken the final step within the Nascent Soul Transformation stage; he stood at the Peak!

Wang Lin's expression remained normal as he stepped forward. His pace was slow but extremely firm. As he stepped, the commander in front of him with cultivation equivalent to the Middle Stage of Nascent Soul Transformation immediately retreated to the side, not daring to block Wang Lin by even half a step.

As for the other three, they were even more terrified. Among them, Sima Yan felt the greatest shock. He didn't even dare to look at Wang Lin, secretly lamenting his luck from back then. If he had known the other party possessed such cultivation, he would never have provoked this person no matter what.

But immediately, his heart trembled as he thought of the fate of Shisan and tiger roar, and he inwardly lamented, feeling deep regret.

Following Wang Lin's footsteps, the ten thousand Demonic Soldiers ahead scattered, forming a path. They had long since recognized Wang Lin, and the scenes from back then immediately surged into their hearts. For this mysterious former commander, the complexity and awe hidden in their hearts rose once again.

Among these ten thousand Demonic Soldiers were some newcomers who had not seen Wang Lin. Although they were confused, seeing that even the commander didn't dare to stop the other party's footsteps and witnessing Wang Lin's majesty, they couldn't help but retreat.

Almost instantly, a long path appeared in front of Wang Lin. At the end of this path was the burly man in black armor. His gaze remained cold, but a heavy Aura was condensing upon him.

His gaze was cold, but Wang Lin's was even colder. He was like a piece of ice that had not melted in ten thousand years, walking step by step toward the black-armored man.

As he walked, the Black Armor Demonic Soldiers who were already several feet away retreated again. A suffocating feeling surged into their hearts.

The heavy Aura on the black-armored man grew stronger. He let out a low roar and stepped forward!

With this step, his entire Aura rushed out. This Aura was invisible, but the surrounding Demonic Soldiers could feel it and involuntarily retreated again and again.

Wang Lin's expression remained cold, his footsteps not pausing in the slightest as he stepped out, step by step!

The black-armored man's Aura landed on him and immediately dissipated, having no effect. Wang Lin could see through this man's cultivation at a glance; his Demonic Power was equivalent to the Late Stage of Nascent Soul Transformation, but it had not yet reached the Great Perfection.

Wang Lin's entire Aura, as he stepped forward, condensed crazily. Following his footsteps, a large expanse of frost even appeared on the ground, spreading along with Wang Lin.

The black-armored man was immediately at a disadvantage in terms of Aura. That suffocating feeling surged into his heart. He subconsciously wanted to take a step back, but he immediately forced himself to stop. He knew that as soon as he retreated, he would completely lose his momentum, and under the guidance of this Aura, the other party would likely attack immediately!

But if he didn't retreat, the increasingly strong pressure, turned into something invisible, condensed crazily from the front. This pressure was something he had only felt when facing a Demonic General.

Finally, when Wang Lin was only twenty steps away, sweat beaded on the black-armored man's forehead, and he shouted, "Commander Wang! What is your intention!"

"This is my camp, you tell me what my intention is!" Wang Lin said plainly, not stopping his steps as he walked forward.

The black-armored man immediately felt a pressing Aura envelop his entire body, as if he were being crushed by countless mountains. He resisted the urge to retreat and shouted, "You have been missing for over a year and have long been dismissed from your position as commander by the Demonic General!"

"A year… so only a year has passed!" Wang Lin felt relieved inside, but his Aura grew even stronger.

"Where are my two attendants!" When Wang Lin had entered the camp earlier, he had swept his Divine Sense, but he hadn't found Shisan and tiger roar.

At this moment, the distance between him and the black-armored man was only a dozen steps!

Bursts of powerful pressure, like a prehistoric beast, rushed toward the black-armored man. He wanted to hold on; as a battalion commander, if he were shaken by the Aura of a commander, his position would certainly be lost! Even though this commander's cultivation had already surpassed his own!

Wang Lin saw at a glance that the other party was on the verge of resisting. His speed suddenly increased, and he took seven steps in a row!

The black-armored man only felt Wang Lin's Aura climbing crazily during these seven steps, like a ten-thousand-foot mountain rising from the ground. He could no longer resist and involuntarily took a step back!

As the burly man retreated a step, his Aura drained away. Under the influence, Wang Lin's Aura immediately soared crazily, and in an instant, it reached an incredible Peak!

"Not good!" The black-armored man's expression changed. Just at this moment, Wang Lin's eyes flashed with cold light, and he stepped up like a bolt of lightning, heading straight for the black-armored man.

His cultivation of Nascent Soul Transformation Late Stage Great Perfection was fiercely revealed at this moment.

As the burly man retreated, he clenched his fists and struck them together in front of him. A series of booming sounds rang out, turning into ripples of sound waves that spread from in front of him. At the same time, his Demonic Power erupted within his body, and a black tortoise about a hundred feet in size immediately materialized behind him!

This black tortoise was covered in countless sharp spikes on its back, and it had a long tail with even more spikes. As it whipped about, it seemed to be able to tear through space, creating several black streaks!

Wang Lin stepped through the Void Realm like lightning. He raised his thumb, and the Death Finger was unleashed. After Wang Lin's cultivation reached the Great Perfection of the Late Stage of Nascent Soul Transformation, the power of this Death Finger increased by several times!

Under this finger, if the surrounding Demonic Soldiers hadn't already scattered, even their flesh and Demonic Power would have been absorbed. Although those Demonic Soldiers had scattered, some of the Demonic Power within their bodies was still sucked into the Death Finger.

At this moment, one could see bursts of Demonic Power from heaven and earth crazily merging into Wang Lin's thumb. There were even a few Demonic Soldiers who didn't recognize Wang Lin and weren't too far away; in that instant, their flesh and blood rolled, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into essence and dissipated from their seven orifices.

Fortunately, their companions saw the situation and immediately pulled the stiff men away, avoiding a fatal disaster!

Under Wang Lin's Death Finger, the world was moved, and the entire camp was suddenly plunged into darkness. The sound waves that had spread from the burly man's fist collision immediately collapsed!

Wang Lin's thumb did not pause in the slightest as he pressed forward with his body!

At this moment, it was as if everything within a hundred miles was condensed onto this one finger. As the Death Finger descended, the black-armored man had the illusion of fighting against the heavens.

The burly man let out a low roar, and his body almost instantly merged into the black tortoise that had materialized behind him. His eyes revealed an eerie light. At this moment, in this Demon Spirit Land, Wang Lin saw for the first time the true Demonic Power Divine Ability of the local demon people!

The moment the burly man merged into the black tortoise, the creature seemed to come alive, roaring at the sky. Its tail whipped out instantly, heading straight for Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed with cold light. The Death Finger pressed down instantly, colliding with the black tortoise's tail. Without a sound, the tail collapsed inch by inch, and in an instant, it affected the whole body.

The gap between the Great Perfection of Nascent Soul Transformation and the equivalent of the Late Stage of Nascent Soul Transformation was like a chasm, impossible for ordinary people to cross! Not to mention that Wang Lin's Divine Ability was already powerful; this finger of his was already infinitely close to Soul Transformation!

The black tortoise collapsed entirely. The burly man inside had his black armor shattered, sprayed a mouthful of blood, retreated several steps, and after swaying, fell to one knee on the ground.

"The Demonic Power Divine Ability does have its merits!" Wang Lin looked at the burly man coldly. If he were a Cultivator, this finger would have caused his cultivation to collapse even if it didn't kill him, unlike this burly man, who, although he looked seriously injured, had not damaged his Foundation!

Wang Lin grabbed into the air behind him with his right hand, and Sima Yan's body flew over, caught in his hand.

"Where are my attendants!" Wang Lin's voice, like the wind of deep winter, blew into Sima Yan's ears.

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