Nine Heavens Martial Emperor

Their expressions changed because this vast space, sustained by the yellow light, was a domain that only a Martial Artist of the Sealed Martial Realm could create.

Such a space could only be manifested when a Sealed Martial Realm Martial Artist poured their entire essence, energy, and spirit into their bloodline's power.

Creating this kind of domain was extremely difficult; it could not be formed unless by someone prepared to die.

They had previously dismissed Lin Haichuan, but the appearance of this domain space forced them to give it their full attention.

As long as its caster remained alive, they had no hope of breaking through it with their level of cultivation.

Outside, Lin Hao was rapidly recovering his cultivation. If they didn't stop him soon, it would be a disaster for them once he either fully recovered or broke through the Reincarnation Dao.

"You want to die? Then we'll grant you your wish!"

Jiao Yuanwu spoke as his Jiaolin Sword appeared once more. His body swelled, and a terrifying aura filled the air, as if an ancient, ferocious beast was about to be born.

Si Haoming also made his move. His Dantian glowed as he drew upon the power of his Lifebound True Blood, then channeled it into the Divine Painter's Brush to unleash a terrifying strike.

Hao Mo also mobilized his Lifebound True Blood. The Haotian Mace in his hand was activated, preparing to release a brilliant divine light.

The Bifang shrieked, its cry seeming to pierce through this space, through heaven and earth.

This time, it didn't spew Innate Essence Flame. Instead, its body began to change. It shed its true form, transforming into a handsome youth with refined features.

The youth opened his mouth and spat out a skeleton.

Although it was a Devil Beast, at its level it not only possessed an innate legacy but could also practice Cultivation Techniques and martial skills.

The skeleton it had produced radiated an incredibly powerful and bizarre aura.

It seemed to be pieced together from multiple bones, each one emanating a world-shaking pressure.

All four were now about to attack, intent on killing Lin Haichuan and shattering this domain space as soon as possible.

Just as the four of them moved in unison, Lin Haichuan moved as well.

In fact, he was a fraction faster than any of them.

This was somewhat unbelievable.

Although his cultivation was a realm higher than theirs, his constitution was far inferior. Normally, the four of them should have been able to suppress him, but now he was completely unaffected.

Lin Haichuan's entire body dissolved into a gust of wind, then transformed into wisps of green smoke, erratic and impossible to track.

The four launched their attacks, but struck nothing but empty air.

BOOM!

The Bifang was the first to change tactics. Its body swelled, transforming into a giant. It opened its mouth and spat, and a surging tide of Innate Essence Flame poured out, filling the entire domain.

The other three used various methods to shield themselves from the Innate Essence Flame, even as they made their own moves.

The Haotian Mace in Hao Mo's hand hummed, and its divine light sent out ripples that also spread throughout the domain space.

They were searching for Lin Haichuan's location.

Jiao Yuanwu and Si Haoming were also using their own techniques, determined to give Lin Haichuan nowhere to hide.

But Lin Haichuan was too strange, too unpredictable.

Even with all their efforts, his body remained impossible to pinpoint.

Not only that, but their attacks were being neutralized by Lin Haichuan.

A strange power suddenly emerged within the domain. It was as if tornadoes had appeared from thin air, forming one vortex after another.

These vortexes possessed unimaginable power, threatening to pull the four of them inside.

If Lin Hao were here, he would surely have recognized this as the work of the nine vortexes within Lin Haichuan's Dantian.

Trapped beneath the Nine Yang Hall for years, Lin Haichuan had mastered a terrifying Cultivation Technique.

At this moment, a total of four vortexes had formed, each one absorbing a different type of power.

The Innate Essence Flame filling the domain was being absorbed by one vortex;

The ripples from the Haotian Mace were likewise being absorbed by another;

And the attacks from Jiao Yuanwu and Si Haoming were being absorbed by the remaining two.

"This... This seems to be the Nine Revolutions Star Skill!" Hao Mo's expression changed.

"Countless Martial Artists have practiced the Nine Revolutions Star Skill, but not a single one has succeeded. They all lost their true nature, fell to the Demon Dao, and became Evil Demons. This can't be the Nine Revolutions Star Skill!" Si Haoming shook his head.

"I sense a righteous and noble aura within it. The power seems to come from the primordial age. Someone has refined the evil energy from his body. This *is* the Nine Revolutions Star Skill!" the Bifang said, its expression extremely grave.

"I sense it too. And I've sensed this kind of power on Lin Hao before. This is Lin Hao's handiwork!" Jiao Yuanwu responded.

"We can't let him keep this up! Everyone, stop holding back! Use your trump cards, or we'll all die here!"

As Hao Mo spoke, a phenomenon appeared behind him. It was a hazy, indistinct scene, but a terrifying aura was erupting from within.

That was the unique Original Secret Skill of his Divine Soul!

Si Haoming also moved. A world appeared behind him as well, equally hazy and indistinct to outsiders.

The disciples of ancient great sects and ancient noble families were very cautious. They used unique Secret Skills to conceal their Original Secret Skills, for these were unique to them. If outsiders learned their secrets, they would lose their advantage.

"Hiding your Original Secret Skills greatly reduces their power. At this point, I can take him down with my Divine Soul alone!"

Jiao Yuanwu spoke.

And as he did, a Gray Flood Dragon appeared behind him.

This was his Divine Soul. It was a rare case where the Divine Soul shared the same origin as its master.

The moment the Gray Flood Dragon appeared, its massive claw swiped directly at one of the vortexes Lin Haichuan had manifested, sending mysterious runic symbols flying.

"Soul Sea Quells the Myriad Ages!"

The Bifang's human form returned to its normal size. It spoke coldly, its voice seeming to emanate from Hell itself.

As it spoke, no phenomenon appeared behind it. Instead, its eyes became hollow voids. A single glance was like staring into a boundless ocean, vast and endless, filled with countless wraiths that made one's scalp tingle.

Those wraiths were the remnants of Martial Artists' Divine Souls that had been extracted and devoured.

From this, one could only imagine how many Martial Artists the Bifang must have killed to create such a boundless sea of souls.

The four used their various techniques to fight against Lin Haichuan's Nine Revolutions Star Skill.

Ultimately, Hao Mo and Si Haoming were sent flying backward, spitting blood.

The Gray Flood Dragon, manifesting endless runes, managed to shatter one of Lin Haichuan's vortexes at the cost of being heavily wounded!

Among the four, the soul sea manifested by the Bifang was the most terrifying.

A sweep of its eyes not only ripped the Innate Essence Flame out of one vortex but also forced that same vortex to collapse.

Lin Haichuan, fighting one against four, was at a slight disadvantage.

But even though he was outmatched, his combat prowess was still incredibly terrifying.

Two vortexes were destroyed, but new ones immediately appeared in the domain. He was determined to clash with the four head-on to buy time for Lin Hao.

"Either use your Original Secret Skills at full power or fully manifest your Divine Souls! If this continues, even if he dies, we will pay a terrible price! By then, Lin Hao will be the oriole waiting in the wings!"

The Bifang's soul sea was terrifyingly vast, possessing an unimaginable might. Lin Haichuan tried to form new vortexes, but under the Bifang's gaze, these two new vortexes were suppressed, unable to unleash their full power.