novelSusiti Chapter 471 Lin Chen Unleashes His Power
Chapter 471 Lin Chen Unleashes His Power
On the other side of the crack, it was a deep, almost blackish purple.
The black hand with severed fingers was not the true form of the Half-Step Saint Venerable.
That old thing is still stuck on the other side of the void!
The world's will is vying with it; it wants to squeeze in? No way.
Zhang Yiyuan had only chopped off the hand of a True Lord-level underling.
Otherwise, with Zhang Yiyuan's cultivation at the peak of the Celestial Immortal realm, how could he have done it so easily?
Cut off half a Saintly Venerable? Dream on.
"Duan" refers to a True Monarch-level creature.
It was entirely black, and its size was as large as a small mountain, more than twice the size of the surrounding celestial-level minions.
Black blood was still oozing from the severed finger, but it didn't care about the pain, nor did it care that it was missing two of its five fingers; all it knew was to run back as fast as it could.
It had to rush back to report to the king.
Lin Chen's divine sense followed behind it, like an invisible thread, loosely attached.
The Finger-Severing True Lord didn't realize that its limited intelligence was insufficient.
But those things below the Celestial level around us were discovered.
They are not intelligent and rely entirely on instinct, like a pack of wild dogs that have caught the scent of a stranger.
The smell made them bristle, and they bared their teeth and hissed incessantly toward the direction of the divine consciousness.
Lin Chen's divine sense paused for a moment, and a wave of energy surged towards the True Monarch-level creature.
Then, "Bang!"
The body of the One-Finger True Monarch exploded.
Before it could even scream, its mountain-like body plummeted downwards, shattering into pieces mid-air, scattering black blood and flesh everywhere.
The five or six Celestial Immortals around them also disappeared.
Although they were completely unharmed, their eyes were vacant, and they all fell down like dumplings being dropped into a pot.
As for beings below the Celestial Immortal level, they were blasted into cosmic dust by Lin Chen's divine sense attack.
The surrounding area was cleared out, and from a distance, it looked like someone had stepped on an anthill.
The surviving creatures didn't know what had happened, but they could still sense that terrifying, bone-chilling smell.
Instinctively, they ran towards the depths of the void, squeezed towards the cracks, collided together, and bit each other... a complete mess.
From the depths of the void, a furious roar exploded.
That thought pierced through the void, heading straight for Lin Chen's consciousness, carrying anger, killing intent, and a trace of barely perceptible apprehension.
Lin Chen's divine sense advanced instead of retreating, meeting the attack head-on.
The two ideas collided.
There was no sound, no light, yet the void itself trembled.
That will was forced back, like a fist smashing into an iron plate, the finger bones shattering, and the fist retracting.
In the depths of the void, all was quiet; there was no more movement.
Lin Chen withdrew his divine sense, his expression unchanged, and he didn't even blink.
The difference between a Saintly Venerable and a Half-Step Saintly Venerable is an insurmountable chasm.
Not to mention Lin Chen's profound foundation, coupled with the blessing of inherited divine skills, he can even fight opponents of higher levels without any problem, such as someone half a level lower than him.
It's like playing a game.
Yan Ruyu stood next to Lin Chen the whole time.
But she didn't look at the sky; her gaze was fixed on Lin Chen's face the whole time.
Those eyes held everything—shock, curiosity, and something she herself might not even be aware of.
Like a wolf that has been starving for a month seeing a piece of fresh meat.
Having lived for almost two thousand years, this is the first time I've ever been so hungry.
"Young Master Lin," Yan Ruyu said, her voice almost hoarse.
Lin Chen felt a shiver run through his body and turned his head to look at Yan Ruyu.
"Are you free tonight?" Yan Ruyu smiled. "I have a jar of good wine hidden away. It's no fun drinking it alone."
She paused, then added, "A three-thousand-year-old vintage."
Lin Chen looked at Yan Ruyu, paused for a moment, and then smiled: "Okay."
Yan Ruyu raised her eyebrows slightly, seemingly surprised that Lin Chen agreed so readily.
She had prepared a whole host of arguments, such as "let's have a friendly exchange" or "let's discuss the Dao," but she didn't use a single one.
"See you tonight." Yan Ruyu turned and left.
He took two steps, then suddenly stopped without turning around: "That divine consciousness, it's yours, isn't it?"
Lin Chen didn't say anything, he just smiled.
Yan Ruyu didn't wait for Lin Chen's reply, waved her hand, and left.
The people of Tianyuan City are still talking about it.
"What was that black hand just now?"
"From outside the region, right? It looks gruesome, like a burnt pig's trotter."
"The city lord is awesome! He severed its finger with a single sword strike!"
"The city's protective formation also played a role, okay? If it weren't for the formation blocking it, the city lord's sword strike wouldn't have been so effective."
"As long as it's blocked, that's fine."
"Yeah, yeah, who cares?"
"Let's go, let's go have a drink to calm our nerves."
"Are you treating?"
"Split it evenly!"
"...stingy."
They didn't know it was just a test.
The real show is yet to begin.
……
backyard.
Lin Chen sat on the stone bench and poured himself a cup of tea.
Lingbo walked out from behind the moon gate, stood in front of Lin Chen, and looked down at him.
"You made a move just now?"
Lin Chen looked up at Ling Bo, neither admitting nor denying, but simply smiled.
Lingbo glanced at Lin Chen for two seconds, then said, "Don't be reckless."
After saying that, he turned to leave, but stopped after a couple of steps: "Drinking tonight? With that guy surnamed Yan?"
"Um."
"...Drink less."
Lin Chen was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.
He looked up at the sky; the crack was still there, and the dark red light was still pressing down.
But that light seemed to have dimmed a little.
It's not that the crack has closed, it's just that it's not as wide anymore.
Lin Chen picked up the teacup, downed it in one gulp, and his face scrunched up from the bitterness.
"Damn it, who brewed this tea?"
No one answered.
Yao Yao is not here, Shi Shi is not here, and Shi Shi is not here either.
Lin Chen put down his cup, patted his clothes, stood up, and his stomach growled a few times.
I used up a lot of energy last night, so I'll eat first.
……
Deep in the void.
The half-step Saint Venerable remained silent for a long time.
Its spiritual sense clashed with Lin Chen's, shaking its entire soul.
It stared at the world on the other side of the crack, the light in its eyes flickering.
Who is that human...?
There is no answer.
But it knew one thing—this job wouldn't be easy.
It could easily backfire.
It slowly closed its eyes.
On the other side of the crack, the dark red light dimmed even further.
Like the calm before the storm, the last moments of stillness.