80 Years Of Signing-In At The Cold Palace, I Am Unrivalled Chapter 402 – : Immortal Emperor Holy Spirit

The activation of the seven array formations at the same time turned the world upside down.

The strong 70,000 troops carried an insufferably arrogant aura as they crossed over and pierced through the sky, wanting to sweep through the mortal realm.

But under the attack of the Life-Reversing Great Dao Array Formation, they were all wiped out!

The two thousand Immortal Kings died together in the mortal realm. The huge commotion was vast and mighty, forming an impact that spread above the sky and spread throughout the four seas. It was extremely terrifying.

In the mortal realm, the common people were cheering.

But the Spell Realm was silent.

Originally, the higher-ups of the Seven Races weren't worried about the mortal realm at all.

How could the so-called mortal realm stop a generation of the Seven Races of the Ancient Age?

Yes, entering the mortal realm this time was a group of people from the new generation of the Seven Races of the Ancient Age.

The 2,000 Immortal Kings practiced the cultivation techniques of the Formation Realm, the Spell Realm, the Immortal Court, and the God Race. They cultivated all the way to this step.

There were only a few Immortal Kings in the mortal realm. Did the Seven Races of the Ancient Age need to take them to heart?

Because of this confidence, the King Lords had already left the Spell Realm in advance and entered the Wasteland to begin killing the enemy.

Hence…

After the entire army was wiped out, no one from the Seven Races of the Ancient Age instantly knew.

Everyone thought that this was a one-sided crushing battle. Cleaning up the mortal realm would be very simple. Those Immortal Emperors who had surpassed the Immortal King Realm were doing their own things. They didn't pay attention to the mortal realm, nor did they save the seven armies immediately.

The only person who noticed all of this in the Spell Realm was Lin Jiufeng.

Lin Jiufeng sat upright in front of a huge lake.

The lake was quiet and sparkling. Some areas were misty.

The circumference of this lake was thousands of miles. It was very quiet because, with Lin Jiufeng around, no living creature dared to barge in.

On the shore, there were ancient trees that were verdant and full of life. On the precipice of a stone cliff, spirit herbs grew one after another, emitting strands of refreshing fragrance.

After witnessing all of this happen, Lin Jiufeng finally relaxed.

This time, he controlled De Lin II and wiped out an entire generation of the Seven Races of the Ancient Age.

This was a glorious achievement.

[Annihilated 70,000 troops. Do you wish to Sign in?]

A line of words also appeared in front of Lin Jiufeng's eyes, reminding him of his contributions this time.

Lin Jiufeng couldn't help but secretly look forward to what he would sign in for after killing an army of 70,000.

“Sign in!”

Lin Jiufeng said expectantly.

[Sign-In successful. Received the baptism of the Ancestral Dragon's blood!]

Lin Jiufeng was confused. What was this?

He knew that the blood of the Ancestral Dragon was good stuff.

But he wasn't sure about the baptism of the Ancestral Dragon's blood.

To Lin Jiufeng, this was a very strange thing.

But if he didn't know, he could check the information. Lin Jiufeng opened the information about the baptism of the Ancestral Dragon's blood.

[The blood essence of the ancient Ancestral Dragon will cleanse your body. In the form of a sacrifice, it will infuse the power of the Ancestral Dragon into your body.]

These words explained the origins of the Ancestral Dragon's blood baptism to Lin Jiufeng.

After reading it, he gained a lot of information.

'I ate the dragon meat previously, the energy that I accumulated is still in my body. I haven't digested it until now. In addition, with the baptism of this Ancestral Dragon's blood, I should be able to improve greatly.' Lin Jiufeng calculated happily.

But just as Lin Jiufeng was feeling happy, the various races in the Spell Realm learned the news that the army of the Seven Races of the Ancient Age was completely wiped out.

One by one, they exploded.

In the various races, the King Lords weren't around. The Immortal Emperors presided over the situation. Seeing this scene, they stood up in shock, unable to control their emotions.

“This is impossible. The entire Seven Races of the Ancient Age were wiped out?”

“How can that mortal realm achieve such a thing?”

“The Era of Array Formations, the Era of Spells, the era where the Immortal Court and the God Race coexisted… They were all defeated by us. It's just cleaning up the mortal realm. Which time wasn't simple and calm? How did it become like this then?”

“A generation of my race is completely gone!!!”

“Damn it, damn it, damn it. What exactly is going on?”

Countless people roared into the sky. They hurriedly ran out and looked at the mortal realm. All they saw were the Immortal Kings of the mortal realm collecting the corpses of their people.

The higher-ups of the Seven Races of the Ancient Age and the Immortal Emperors of the various races watched angrily. Their blood and vital energy surged. They were very terrified and felt huge shock.

“Aren't there only a few Immortal Kings in the mortal realm?” Someone lost his composure and roared.

“Where did these thousand-plus Immortal Kings come from?” Some people found it incomprehensible.

“Could these thousand-plus Immortal Kings be the trump card of the mortal realm?” Someone thought angrily.

“Even if there are more than a thousand Immortal Kings, they will still be defeated against our 70,000 strong army and 2,000 Immortal Kings. How did it become like this?” Someone was puzzled.

“There must be a problem!”

The various races found it difficult to accept such an outcome.

They were originally happily waiting for the mortal realm to be wiped out, but now, all of this seemed to be a dream.

The race that was most unable to accept this was the Holy Spirit Race.

Among the Seven Races of the Ancient Age, they were the race with the least number of people.

Because of the problem of bloodline and reproduction, the population of the Holy Spirit Race was quite small. Each of their people was treated like a treasure. Even those that couldn't cultivate would be protected and tasked with reproducing.

This loss of a generation was definitely a heavy blow to the Holy Spirit Race.

“There's a problem with this route!”

The blue sky was clear and boundless, but a huge roar suddenly sounded.

The Immortal Emperor of the Holy Spirit Race was unable to restrain his anger. He pointed the spearhead at Lin Jiufeng. With a loud roar, the entire Spell Realm shook. Many mountains and rivers directly shattered!

“De Lin II, come out. How exactly did you do your job as this leader of the Seven Races? Under your leadership, the entire army was wiped out, but you didn't die. Is there something fishy about this?” An Immortal Emperor of the Holy Spirit Race roared loudly. He appeared in the air, stepped through the air, and was about to descend into the area where Lin Jiufeng was.

The spearhead was directed at De Lin II, who was controlled by Lin Jiufeng.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The void exploded and spread in all directions, attracting everyone's attention.

The sky was like a mirror, shattering piece by piece. This was like the end of the world. Nothing could stop it, everything would be wiped out.

The huge mountain collapsed. Endless waves rose and fell, surging into the sky. The order of the entire world was in chaos as if it was about to reach its end.

Boom!

A supreme divine might descended. A huge hand stretched out from a distant area and appeared in the sky, grabbing towards De Lin II, who was watching quietly by the lake.

“Holy Spirit Race, you guys have crossed the line!” Lin Jiufeng watched coldly. He shouted and directly executed the Nine Pure Immortal Lights to resist this terrifying, crazed Immortal Emperor of the Holy Spirit Race.

Immortal Emperors were very powerful, something that Immortal Kings couldn't compare to at all. Even though Lin Jiufeng controlled De Lin II and executed the Nine Pure Immortal Lights, it was still difficult for him to block the might of an Immortal Emperor. He could only resist with difficulty.

Nine Pure Immortal Lights: divided into nine immortal lights: Shangqing, Yuqing, Taiqing, Lingqing, Yuanqing, Xuqing, Huaqing, Muqing, and Zhiqing.

Each of them had invincible might. They could wipe out heaven and earth, divide the filth from the clean, settle down the vital energy of the land, and open up the space of chaos.

Lin Jiufeng controlled De Lin II and delivered this ferocious strike. It spread between heaven and earth and collided with this Immortal Emperor of the Holy Spirit Race.

Dong dong dong!

In an instant, the world collapsed, ghosts cried and gods howled. Energy spread, and killing intent swept through the ages, shocking the entire Spell Realm.

Although Immortal Emperors weren't as dazzling as King Lords, they were also figures that were second only to the King Lords in the Seven Races of the Ancient Age.

Everyone from the Seven Races of the Ancient Age was watching.

To be honest, they were also angry at De Lin II.

The army of the Seven Races was completely wiped out. They naturally wanted to find someone to vent their anger on, and that person was De Lin II.

Hence, they weren't too surprised that an Immortal Emperor of the Holy Spirit Race would make a move.

To their surprise, De Lin II, who was controlled by Lin Jiufeng, was actually fighting evenly with this Immortal Emperor.

In the eyes of outsiders, they couldn't see that Lin Jiufeng was at a disadvantage.

They only saw the Immortal Emperor attack angrily. De Lin II blocked it. Wasn't this an evenly matched battle then?

“De Lin II, as the leader, you caused such a huge mistake. This is the first time in the history of the Seven Races of the Ancient Age that our army has been completely wiped out. You must have leaked the information. You might have even been bribed. If I kill you today, your father, King De Lin, has no reason to be angry!”

A dignified voice sounded. The Immortal Emperor of the Holy Spirit Race attacked in anger. A huge hand with a radius of thousands of miles covered the sky, wanting to grab De Lin II in the palm and crush him to death with a slap.

And at the end of the sky, a huge stone man appeared in the shattered void. His blood energy overflowed, causing the entire Spell Realm to tremble.

His eyes were terrifying like torches. His huge body stood tall, tens of thousands of miles tall.

This was a powerful Immortal Emperor of the Holy Spirit Race.

He raised his hand and could catch the moon and pluck the stars. With a furious roar, he directly shattered the Great Dao.

Looking at this, Lin Jiufeng only felt that compared to the crystal skeletons in the Death Realm, this Immortal Emperor should be considered very powerful.

Moreover, according to the memories in De Lin II's mind, the Holy Spirit Race was a very small race. They were few in number, but each of them was invincible in the cultivation realm of the same level.

Even the most useless member of this race would also be a peerless genius if placed outside.

“You are slandering me!” Lin Jiufeng naturally wouldn't admit it. He took out the Sword of the Ancient Battlefield. As he waved it, sword energy rampaged.

Not only that, but he also used the energy accumulated from the dragon meat and the baptism of the Ancestral Dragon's blood in his body.

'I shall temper myself in the battle!' Lin Jiufeng gave himself pressure. He wanted to fight this Immortal Emperor of the Holy Spirit Race.

Lin Jiufeng executed the Triple Tidal of Waves. This could increase his strength by three times.

Then, after activating the Life Force Great Dao Array Formation, Lin Jiufeng obtained the strength of an Immortal Emperor.

Then, he attacked.

Clang!

A sword pierced over. It was tens of thousands of miles long and stretched across the sky. It blocked this Immortal Emperor's huge hand to prevent himself from being captured.

Boom!

A huge sound wave spread in the sky. Lin Jiufeng held a sword and slashed.

But this sword energy was 30,000 miles long, resonating with the huge Immortal Emperor of the Holy Spirit Race in the distance.

Lin Jiufeng controlled De Lin II and said coldly, “I bear responsibility for the annihilation of the entire army, but it's not up to you to judge. Don't think that just because you are an Immortal Emperor, I won't dare to kill you.”

“You're just an Immortal Emperor. It's not like I haven't killed one before!”

Lin Jiufeng made up his mind. Since he was planning to give up his identity as De Lin II anyway, he would just attack with all his might.

The thought of killing an Immortal Emperor before leaving was thrilling.

Lin Jiufeng's blood began to boil.

Chapter end