Nine Heavens Martial Emperor

As the First Elder of the Saint Institute, Yin Duwen didn’t even pay Duan Wushuang any mind. One could only imagine the extent of his authority.

No one had ever dared to speak to Yin Duwen like that. But now, Lin Hao’s unrestrained words ignited a boundless rage within him.

BOOM!

Without another word, Yin Duwen made his move.

This time, he flicked both wrists. A violent gale instantly swept across the Saint War Platform, and within moments, the enormous vortex reformed in the sky above.

Among the distant crowd, several disciples at the Fifth Layer of Soul Gathering Realm failed to react in time. The terrifying pressure from the vortex began to suck their bodies toward the Saint War Platform, but Duan Wushuang intervened, pulling them back to safety.

The Black Hole Space above the Saint War Platform was more than twice the size it was before. A terrifying pressure spread in all directions. Throughout the Saint Institute, countless Ancient Trees and massive boulders were sucked in, only to be pulverized into dust!

Runes flickered to life around the perimeter of the Saint Institute.

One could only imagine that without these runes, very few of the Saint Institute’s buildings would have survived.

Not a single Martial Artist below the Sixth Layer of Soul Gathering Realm could be found among the onlookers anymore.

As Yin Duwen manifested the Black Hole Space, it emanated an aura capable of crushing all creation. Even from a great distance, the weaker cultivators felt a soul-deep tremor that left them unable to even think of resisting.

Once again, Duan Wushuang waved his sleeve and sent them all away. Otherwise, Yin Duwen’s Black Hole Space would have swallowed more than half the people there.

This was the power of a Saint Institute elder. Even with his cultivation suppressed to the Sixth Layer of Soul Gathering Realm, his power was overwhelming—not something an ordinary person could ever hope to withstand.

If the crowd felt such pressure from so far away, one could only imagine what Lin Hao was enduring on the Saint War Platform.

On the Saint War Platform, Lin Hao moved at a speed unimaginable to ordinary people, desperately trying to counteract the pull of Yin Duwen’s Black Hole Space.

At the same time, he had to divide his focus to guard against Yin Duwen’s killing blow.

Lin Hao had a dreadful certainty: behind this Black Hole Space, Yin Duwen definitely had a follow-up attack waiting. That would be his true killing blow.

Thus, Lin Hao’s senses and battle readiness were heightened to a terrifying degree.

Just as Lin Hao had anticipated, an even more immense pressure suddenly surged forth from the Black Hole Space.

Immediately after, something emerged from the Black Hole Space and lunged at him with incredible speed.

Even though Lin Hao was prepared, the creature closed the distance in an instant. It was so fast that he didn’t even have time to dodge.

Fortunately, fortified by two Emperor Arts, Lin Hao managed to withstand the blow.

PTUI!

Even so, his body was still severely injured. He was sent flying backward, spitting blood.

The creature stuck to him like a shadow, lunging for the kill again with lightning speed.

The hair on Lin Hao’s arms stood on end; he could feel the chilling threat of death.

In the next instant, with a single thought, Lin Hao’s body split in two. His Primordial Body charged forward to meet the attacker.

BOOM!

A horrifying thing happened—upon colliding with the creature, Lin Hao’s Primordial Body was instantly annihilated.

But the destruction of his Primordial Body bought Lin Hao a precious second or two.

That brief moment was all he needed to catch his breath and finally see what had attacked him.

The first thing Lin Hao saw was a pair of green eyes, chillingly sinister.

The owner of those eyes was a Devil Wolf with a white body.

Its form was so strange that Lin Hao immediately knew what it was.

A Divine Soul!

This was none other than Yin Duwen’s Divine Soul.

Yin Duwen had hidden his Divine Soul within the Black Hole Space, aiming for a single, decisive kill.

As a Spirit Transformation Realm expert, Yin Duwen’s control over his Divine Soul had already reached the peak of perfection.

Yin Duwen was somewhat surprised that he had failed to kill Lin Hao after two strikes.

’In his mind, Lin Hao should have been killed the moment his Divine Soul appeared.’

Manifesting the Black Hole Space and hiding his Divine Soul within was his ultimate killing technique. Yin Duwen himself had lost count of how many Martial Artists had died to this very attack.

Yin Duwen could only recall that in the last two hundred years, he had slain three warriors with long-renowned special physiques, all of them killed in a single blow.

Each of them had been a regional overlord, immeasurably more powerful than the current Lin Hao.

But now, Lin Hao had actually survived his ultimate killing technique. This was far too surprising for Yin Duwen.

All of this flashed through Yin Duwen’s mind in an instant.

Without hesitation, Yin Duwen’s Divine Soul moved again.

The Devil Wolf shot across the sky, its speed so extreme it seemed to transcend time and space.

In response, Lin Hao unleashed a heaven-shaking attack, triggering a celestial phenomenon.

RUMBLE!

The Saint War Platform roared and shook violently as runes materialized in the void.

Wave after wave of ripples spread out from the void, expanding in all directions.

Many Martial Artists among the onlookers had to act to defend against the terrifying ripples.

Several of them coughed up blood, staggering back in horror.

’That was just the aftershock!’ they thought in terror. ’If we were on the Saint War Platform, we would’ve been turned to ash.’

PTUI!

On the Saint War Platform, Lin Hao was once again sent flying, spitting blood.

This time, the flesh on the right side of his body was a mangled mess, his bones clearly visible.

This was undoubtedly the most severe injury Lin Hao had sustained since his encounter with the Ten Thousand Blood Demon Emperor.

Lin Hao’s expression was incredibly grim.

’That heaven-shaking attack just now...’ Lin Hao thought. ’I was absolutely certain it would strike Yin Duwen’s Divine Soul.’

In fact, the blow had landed, but the Divine Soul was completely unscathed. ’Or perhaps,’ he considered, ’it was shattered by the blow and then instantly reformed.’

PTUI!

Lin Hao’s body was sent flying once more.

Yin Duwen’s Divine Soul was bizarre and terrifying, landing blow after blow on Lin Hao.

If not for his incredibly resilient body, he would have been killed already.

"It’s useless, Lin Hao. You will die today!" As a man of his experience, Yin Duwen could easily perceive that Lin Hao’s aura had weakened by more than half.

A Lin Hao in this state was no longer a threat to him. Thus, Yin Duwen was no longer in a hurry to attack.

"Sigh... I truly find it hard to bring myself to kill you," Yin Duwen said. "In my two hundred-plus years of life, countless heroes and prodigies have fallen to my Divine Soul. You are the very first to survive three of its strikes."

Despite his words, Yin Duwen’s face was a mask of derision as he looked at Lin Hao.

Lin Hao said nothing. Right now, time was of the utmost importance to him.

Every extra second meant he could recover another fraction of his power.

"His Divine Soul! That old man actually used his Divine Soul! He’s despicable!" Not far away, Meng Ru pouted, her pretty face flushed red with anger.

Beside her, Meng Qing’s hands were clenched so tightly that her knuckles had turned white.

Nearby, Lu Dieyi bit her lip, her lovely face etched with worry.

"Nanny, you have to save my brother-in-law! Otherwise, he’ll die!" Lu Diewu, who had been watching the battle from under Nanny Lu’s protection, pleaded.

Nanny Lu shook her head with a bitter smile. Even with her Soul Gathering Realm Peak cultivation, this was the Saint Institute, and it was a sanctioned life-and-death duel. She could not interfere.

"So this is a so-called genius. Nothing special," a voice gloated. "To dare make the shameless claim of being invincible in his realm. What a joke."

The speaker was Evil Wind. As the First Young Master of the Evil Emotion Tower, he was intensely jealous of Lin Hao.