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The flames flickered, making a sound like the rustling of leaves in the forest: "Yuan Ting, is this your confidence? You can't even see through a wisp of pseudo-divine thought?"
"As fellow beings of the Dao, your fragile knots are useless against me."
Lin Ye said, "With just a little bit of magic power, I can retract the immortal artifact into my body."
Yuan Ting stared at the flames that the leaves had turned into for a moment, then said nonchalantly, "Return both of my souls back into my body?"
"You're welcome to try!"
Lin Ye said loudly, "Alright, I'll bring my boss, the Nine Tribulations Sword, to kill you. I'm sure she'll be very interested in a shameful piece of trash that's been smashed."
Yuan Ting scoffed: "Bluster. You think you can invite a quasi-emperor from the Ancient Star Road? Can she even get here?"
Lin Ye and Yuan Ting faced off.
They both felt...
The other side is bluffing!
The outcome of this standoff will depend on who can uncover the truth!
A message was attached to the bright moon.
This is a divine thought that Lin Ye constructed using the stolen laws of Heaven.
In reality, unless one has progressed further than Lin Ye in terms of Dao principles, it is impossible to trace Lin Ye himself through this information on the bright moon.
A very noble resistance!
Lin Ye asked curiously, "Yuanting, why do I feel like... you're the one bluffing?"
"Without the seed of the elixir of immortality, your soul is not yet hidden enough to remain hidden beside him indefinitely."
Yuan Ting scoffed: "Do I need to remind you that my two souls are hidden in the body of the Li Sect cultivator that the little dragon plundered?"
The flame that Lin Ye had transformed into stretched out an arm and pointed, "Then how come you didn't realize that my divine sense was formed from the laws of the Dao?"
If it truly is a fragment of Yuan Ting's soul.
He can't possibly miss it!
In Lin Ye's eyes, Yuan Ting seemed more and more like a pretentious person.
It was merely a tentative contact. Given the caution of a cultivator who could live for millions of years, if he were to actually invest two souls into it... then he would be determined to kill him this time.
After all, there are only ten souls and seven spirits in total.
With only ten lives, how can you play if you keep getting fewer and fewer?
Yuan Ting couldn't help but feel uneasy.
If a quasi-emperor of the universe were to develop a strong interest in him, it would bring a series of troubles and disruptions to his plans.
Judging from the tip of that sword, Lin Ye was indeed highly regarded by a powerful figure in the universe.
As for the pseudo-divine thought that Lin Ye mentioned, Yuan Ting guessed that it must have taken advantage of the Heavenly Stealing Dao Law of the False Demon.
In other words, Lin Ye only needs to disrupt this information into a disordered state to escape at any time.
As for complaining to the quasi-emperor, that damned junior will definitely do it after he escapes, so freezing time is useless.
The black sun behind Yuan Ting was emitting purple light.
His gaze grew increasingly cold.
"Even with just a remnant soul, I can seize this immortal artifact at any time."
Lin Ye laughed heartily, "So you admit you're a remnant soul? Then why haven't you made a move yet?"
Yuan Ting paused, then said, "Seizing the power of the Heavenly Dao fragments was the second most foolish thing you've ever done."
"It's not too late to give up now."
"Otherwise, you will never have the chance to go to the upper realm."
Lin Ye chuckled: "At worst, I'll just use the Dao Child Ranking to become an immortal."
"Innocent!"
Yuan Ting sneered, "While you are bound by the Heavenly Dao, the Dao Child Ranking will not be released until the end of your life!"
Lin Ye was taken aback.
What Yuan Ting was referring to was a prerequisite for the emergence of the Daoist Ranking?
So, as long as Master is still alive, the Daoist Ranking can never be created?
Lin Ye raised an eyebrow: "What... do you want to negotiate?"
Yuan Ting said in a deep voice, "First, a question."
What makes cultivators stronger?
Lin Ye was taken aback, wondering why Yuan Ting was asking this, but still casually replied, "For the desire to live forever."
What happens after you become an immortal?
"To avoid disaster and calamity, or for immortality?"
“Wrong.” Yuan Ting sneered, “After becoming an immortal, as long as you don’t fight, it’s so easy to find a safe corner to live in… The natives of the upper realm might not be able to do it, but none of the ascendants from the lower realm are that stupid.”
"You're not rigorous."
"Lin Ye, the answer is simple: 'Ling Meng Emu i Zero Dad ⑤p Zero Leek (Three) Flowing Water is a habit that makes cultivators stronger! It's the habit of fighting and risking one's life before attaining immortality...'"
"To ensure this habit would never be forgotten, I spent three million years in the mortal realm."
Yuan Ting's gaze was no longer empty, but fixed intently on Lin Ye: "And you?"
Lin Ye said, "I don't need the habits you mentioned, and I can keep going."
“I know.” Yuan Ting almost couldn’t help but laugh. “You look like you’re being forced by something.”
"It's really...enviable."
"Envy me?"
Lin Ye raised his eyebrows: "Whether it's you or the Martial Emperor, no one can reach the other shore I want to reach."
"Is that so?" Yuan Ting grinned, revealing pale bones beneath the skin, with the spine visible through the teeth.
"Innocent!"
"If you have such naiveté, why do you still want to compete with me?"
Lin Ye frowned: "What are you trying to say?"
Yuan Ting pondered for a moment, then said, "I stayed in the mortal realm to cultivate more habits of fighting with others."
"Arguing with a junior like you, haha... It's actually pointless for me; I was just confused for a moment."
"Besides, I have to admit that dealing with you is somewhat risky for me."
"You're capable of injuring one of my souls while you're in the Nascent Soul stage, but you know yourself that you're nearing the limit of that broken sword."
"Even if you complete it, add sword formations and sword techniques, it will be useless..." Yuan Ting said in a chilling tone: "If I want to, I can still easily kill you!"
Lin Ye said, "Then I will ask the Nine Tribulations Sword to kill you."
Yuan Ting said coldly, "I'm not joking with you! Lin Ye, don't you know how far apart our cultivation levels are?"
What you need is useless to me.
"What I need is too early for you."
A purple light flickered in Yuan Ting's eyes: "I'll back down and return the immortal artifact to you. I can also point you in the right direction to eliminate the negative effects of the Heavenly Dao fragments."
"Tell me your conditions."
Yuan Ting said, "The conditions are very simple..."
"Now, let's venture out into the world!"
Lin Ye seemed thoughtful: "Oh?"
Yuan Ting said, "You've reached the point where you should be active in the new world. That's not a difficult request, is it?"
"Once you reach the world, you can seek refuge with your quasi-emperor elder."
"Young man, if I weren't unwilling to take the risk, I wouldn't have had to yield to you to this extent."
"From then on, we lived in two different worlds, each going our own way."
Yuan Ting said calmly, "Leaving our karma to the Upper Realm might just add another driving force to my life."
"Heh...you old codger, you're quite rational."
"Your conditions are very reasonable."
The flames that Lin Ye had transformed into wings allowed him to emerge, emerging from beneath them and drawing ever closer to Yuan Ting. 6
Yuan Ting chuckled lightly, "Very good..."
"But I've still decided to kill you in the mortal realm!" Lin Ye sneered, his chilling eyes flashing with murderous intent.
The information he transformed into had long since dissipated completely in the air, turning into disordered information, no longer connected to him.
Yuan Ting's eyes widened as the black sun behind him violently spewed out countless purple rays.
"Lin Ye..."
"I am going to kill you!!!"
Enraged, Yuan Ting casually unleashed the laws of time, causing time to surge in and resume its flow on the celestial artifact.
In an instant, Lin Ye's pseudo-divine thoughts dissipated into disordered information, making him even more furious.
"Stop it right now!"
Yuan Ting shouted sharply.
It is the principle of space!
Yuan Ting, who also possesses the laws of space and time, is so powerful that even ordinary cultivators who have never been exposed to these laws can understand his strength—if he wants to stop the light, the light will stop as if it were being sucked into a black hole!
By forcefully stopping the moon, which was moving at the speed of light, in place, Yuan Ting was about to sweep away the immortal artifact and leave!
suddenly...
Everything around me slowed down considerably.
Yuan Ting suddenly had a thought.
He knew this feeling all too well...
It is a rare and wondrous artifact of the universe, the Star of Discipline, and its corresponding Dao trace is the Mortal World!
The scattered, disordered information re-condensed into Lin Ye's divine sense, serving as a coordinate to teleport him! The tip of the Nine Tribulations Sword emerged from above his head, slashing down towards the bright moon!
Click...
The tip of the Nine Tribulations Sword remained still in mid-air.
Time seemed to stand still, and a chilling divine thought emanated from the air.
"madness..."
"How could I not know about the ability to steal the laws of heaven?"
"Didn't I warn you from the beginning? These are my two souls!"
"Today, I will blast you to smithereens!"
Yuan Ting questioned, "Then tell me, what can your demonic arts do against the laws of spacetime and the soul power of the Immortal Venerable? Die!"
Two souls blocked the slash from the tip of the Nine Tribulations Sword. In the next instant, a terrifying soul shock swept over Lin Ye's entire body, and everything in front of him was covered by a black sun!
"You say you want to kill me? Didn't I come here to kill you too?"
.......
In the border sea.
Lin Ye seemed unhurried, his divine sense still engaging in casual conversation with the Nine Tribulations Sword.
Just as Wu Huang said, this boss is a nitpicker, but not a difficult person to deal with.
Lin Ye could easily come up with ten thousand topics that interested her, and they were having a lively conversation.