Chapter 580: Death of the Gold-Armored Man (It is best to read these three chapters in succession today; do not skip any.)

Everything happened the moment the Heavenly Marshal's Divine Ability collided with the Gold-Armored Man. The Heavenly Marshal's eyes revealed surprise. Being closest to the Gold-Armored Man, he immediately sensed that the other's body seemed to suffer strange, severe injuries in an instant—and not just once, but twice!

If his Divine Ability had landed, this man would undoubtedly have died! The Heavenly Marshal had acted to stop him, not to kill him, so he immediately withdrew his Divine Ability without hesitation.

But to outsiders, it appeared that the Gold-Armored Man had been struck and severely injured by the Heavenly Marshal.

The Heavenly Marshal's eyes revealed surprise as he withdrew his Divine Ability, stepped back a few paces, and looked at the Gold-Armored Man.

The Gold-Armored Man swayed, spitting out another large mouthful of blood. Within his body, all his Demonic Power had dissipated, and even his Meridians had cracked. At this moment, he had gone from being a fierce Dragon to a crawling insect!

"Who… who made that grunt? It is too terrifying, countless times stronger than the Emperor. No, 'countless times' cannot even describe it; it is not even on the same level. He did not want to kill me. If he had truly wanted to kill me, I would already be dead!" The Gold-Armored Man had been injured twice in succession, and his Demonic Power had collapsed. His face was pale and bloodless, and cold sweat poured down like rain.

Although the Gold-Armored Man was severely injured and it appeared to be the Heavenly Marshal's doing, Wang Lin, who was very close, clearly knew that the Heavenly Marshal's Divine Ability had not landed on the Gold-Armored Man at all!

Wang Lin's eyes flashed. He suppressed his confusion. This was the best opportunity to kill the Gold-Armored Man. Regardless of why this man had been injured for no reason, if he did not kill him now, Wang Lin would not be Wang Lin!

Without hesitation, Wang Lin lifted his right hand from the drum surface, grabbed the extremely weak Gold-Armored Man beside him, and with a flash of killing intent in his eyes, used the man to strike the Demon Drum directly!

"Bang!" The Gold-Armored Man's body was violently slammed against the Demon Drum. His already weak body immediately sprayed out endless blood mist, and he spat a large mouthful of blood onto the Demon Drum.

Wang Lin's right hand contained all the sorrowful thoughts within his body!

This was his final strike during the Nascent Soul Transformation stage. With this strike, he wanted to vent all the distracting thoughts and all the sorrow in his heart from this life!

The instant the Gold-Armored Man's body landed on the Demon Drum, the sorrow contained in Wang Lin's right hand surged out frantically, entering the Gold-Armored Man's body like a hot knife through butter, and passing from his body into the Demon Drum.

"Dong!" The sound of the drum echoed!

The violent rebound, unreserved and frantic, struck the Gold-Armored Man's weak body. In that instant, the moment the drum sound rang out, the Gold-Armored Man, Chief Steward Jin, Jin Wuxu, completely collapsed. Endless blood mist erupted, scattered by the drum sound, and rained down across the sky.

The Gold-Armored Man's body collapsed, and he died a miserable death! Even his soul shattered within the reverberations of the drum sound. All his traces in this world vanished completely!

Five drum beats break an arm, ten drum beats break both arms, fifteen drum beats… break a life!

The person who killed him was not Wang Lin, but the one who had severely injured him! If those two sounds had only come as one, even if this man were severely injured, he would not have been without any power to resist, nor would he have become a Mortal.

But with both sounds coming together, they truly made this generation's powerhouse—a person renowned even within the Tianyao Commandery—completely useless! Coupled with Wang Lin's vindictive nature and ruthless methods, it cost him his life!

The youth on the pleasure boat was startled for a moment and said softly, "Dead… how could it be so…" He suddenly seemed to sense something, his eyes revealing a cold, murderous glint. He looked sharply into the distance, his gaze seemingly piercing through Tianyao City and penetrating the void.

But immediately, he lowered his head, as if nothing had happened.

On the plaza, the Heavenly Marshal was closest to Wang Lin. He stared blankly at Wang Lin, sensing that Heaven-Defying intent. His eyes revealed the admiration of an elder looking at a Junior. At this moment, he seemed to see himself back then, and the life he might have had if he hadn't chosen to give up!

As for the Demon Marshals, apart from the Heavenly Marshal, the other seven had complex expressions in their eyes, extremely intense. What they valued was not Wang Lin's cultivation, but that Wang Lin had struck the drum fifteen times!!

Fifteen times!! He had surpassed everyone and become, in name, the first person in the Tianyao Commandery to strike the Demon Drum!

Among the Deputy Marshals, there was already complete shock. Deputy Marshal Xuan took a deep breath. His cultivation, which had been stagnant for a long time, was on the verge of a Breakthrough. All of this was because of the marrow-cleansing sound of Wang Lin's drum, and because of the changes in his own heart that he had realized from Wang Lin.

On the surrounding stands, all the conscious spectators looked at Wang Lin not with astonishment, but with respect!

In the Demon Spirit Land, respect for the strong!

Among the Demon Generals, there was silence, total silence. Mo Lihai looked at Wang Lin's back; he knew that his becoming a Demon Marshal was no longer in doubt!

The fifteenth drum beat echoed across heaven and earth. This drum beat seemed to carry a scent of blood, but within it was contained unimaginable sorrow. This sorrow merged into the drum sound, constantly expanding within the vibrations of the drum.

In the sky at this moment, silver snakes danced and thunder rumbled. But within this fifteenth drum beat, they seemed to merge together. The rumbling thunder seemed to have absorbed the sorrow from the drum sound. At this moment, an unimaginable sorrow descended from the sky, following the thunder and the drum sound, spreading wildly and sweeping across the entire Tianyao City!

The momentum of this fifteenth drum beat was even more intense than the previous fourteen combined. This drum beat struck out Wang Lin's Dao, struck out his sorrow, struck out a perfect Dao Heart, and struck out a true path of Heaven-Defying cultivation!

This sorrow, driven by the thunder, was no longer human sorrow; it was the sorrow of Heaven! It was the sorrow of Earth! Everyone in the entire Tianyao City felt this sorrow, and tears flowed down unconsciously…

On the pleasure boat, at the bow, the woman playing the zither touched the strings, felt that sorrow, and gently played a melody.

Wang Lin raised his head, looked at the sky, and said softly, "I have retained my persistence…"

The Heavenly Dao is the Dao of Heaven. Even the royal families of the Mortal world once said, "Under the vast heaven, all is the king's land!" And the Heavenly Dao is the vast heaven and earth, the prehistoric Universe; every blade of grass and every tree is the Heavenly Dao, existing everywhere!

A mere Demon Spirit Land, even if it were truly an Immortal Emperor's Immortal Cave, could absolutely not stop the Heavenly Dao from descending! Because everything in this heaven and earth is, in itself, the Heavenly Dao. As long as it exists, it is permitted by the Heavenly Dao!

The Heavenly Dao descends!

The Heavenly Dao is formless, but when it descends and takes form, it has only one name… that is, Heavenly Tribulation!!!

With the shattering of the Immortal Realm, the Heavenly Tribulation had disappeared. However, what disappeared was not the true Heavenly Tribulation, but the one triggered by Immortals—this was the Immortal Tribulation! The true Heavenly Tribulation is the punishment of the Heavenly Dao. It will not disappear because of the shattering of any realm; it will only appear when it is supposed to appear!

The appearance of a true Heaven-Defying Cultivator is the condition for its descent!

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