When An Lin voiced the words that were on his mind, Emperor Ziweiâs expression faltered slightly.
It was true that he would still be able to take a few more of these attacks without dying.
You wonât be able to defeat meâŚ
Such a simple string of words, but each and every word was imbued with peerless confidence. An Lin would not have been able to utter these words in such a convincing manner without the strength and unyielding combative spirit to back up his claims.
One had to realize that he was saying this to Emperor Ziwei, a Dao Integration Stage True God!
Sure enough, all the students outside the Immortal Spirit Tower were shaken by An Linâs words, and his following of retarded superfans drastically increasedâŚ
A joyful smile surfaced on Emperor Ziweiâs face as he looked at An Lin. âHahaha⌠Itâs been so long since someone had said something like that to me. Listening to it now, I have to admit that my blood is surging a little within my body.â
Wings of Wind spread open on An Linâs back as he charged toward Emperor Ziwei. At the same time, four white lightning swords materialized beside him before flying toward Emperor Ziwei with earth-shattering sword intents.
âIsnât your attack too rushed?â
Emperor Ziwei smiled. When he waved a hand through the air, a golden cube enveloped his body.
The white lightning swords struck the golden cube, resulting in a series of violent tremors.
Lightning exploded forth, but the four lightning swords were unable to penetrate Emperor Ziweiâs defense in the end.
Emperor Ziwei turned to An Lin and was just about to speak when he caught sight of the image of a golden eye on An Linâs forehead.
Divine Plunder Technique!
The flying lightning swords were only a smokescreen for An Lin to close in to within a distance of a hundred meters from Emperor Ziwei.
His real attack was his Divine Plunder Technique!
An Lin didnât know if the Divine Plunder Technique was going to be able to flip the tables, but he could only count on his luck to pull him through.
Emperor Ziwei was a Dao Integration Stage mighty figure who was also known as the godfather of immortal spells. Thus, the spell techniques and abilities he possessed were probably close to infinity. If An Lin didnât want his head to explode, then he could only pick something completely at random.
The golden ripples began to proliferate outward, diffusing through the golden cube, before enveloping Emperor Ziweiâs body.
An Lin was already prepared to make a blind decision, but he suddenly found that he didnât have to.
There was no flood of information overload as he had expected. Instead, there were only two things that were available for him to plunder!
One of them was an infinitely mysterious composite body of dao intent, and the other was a ball of energy that was exuding an extremely powerful spiritual fluctuation.
An Lin came to a sudden realization upon seeing this. He was not plundering something from Emperor Ziwei. Instead, he was plundering the divine intent that had detached itself from his body!
The infinitely mysterious composite body of dao intent contained all of Emperor Ziweiâs spell techniques while the ball of energy was most likely Emperor Ziweiâs divine intent.
If he were to plunder that ball of energy, then he could probably make this divine-intent body disappear on the spot!
But that was not an option An Lin would choose!
He hadnât even had the chance to grind Emperor Ziweiâs face into the ground yet, so he couldnât just let him disappear!
There was only one option then, heheâŚ
The opportunity to grind Emperor Ziweiâs face into the ground had finally presented itself!
Plunder the composite body of dao intent!
Invisible ripples swept toward Emperor Ziweiâs body, and he felt as if he had lost something in that split second.
At this moment, An Lin was already upon him as he launched a glowing golden fist.
âVoid Cloud Palm!â Emperor Ziwei launched a palm toward An Lin.
His hand was slapped away by An Linâs spare hand.
Emperor Ziweiâs eyes widened as unadulterated shock appeared on his face.
At this moment, An Linâs fist made contact with his face.
A golden light exploded forth as the fearsome force of the fist was transferred into Emperor Ziweiâs face.
Emperor Ziweiâs body tumbled to the ground as he threw up a large mouthful of blood with confusion on his face.
He was just about to get up from the ground when An Lin clutched the air. Immediately thereafter, a golden cube enveloped his body. Countless golden sigils flashed on the surface of the cube, unleashing an extremely fearsome sealing power.
Emperor Ziwei was forced to the ground again by the fearsome sealing power.
Bolts of lightning burst forth from under An Linâs feet as he flashed toward Emperor Ziwei at lightning speed before launching another golden fist into his face.
Stars danced before Emperor Ziweiâs eyes as he threw up another mouthful of blood.
âMoon Dragon Fist!â An Lin roared as the power of pure Yin was unleashed from his fist before materializing into the projection of a white dragonâs head that crashed into Emperor Ziweiâs face.
The energy of pure Yin exploded, and the entire ninety-ninth level was congealed into a white domain, completely freezing and immobilizing Emperor Ziweiâs body in the process.
âExtreme Sun Sword!â An Lin clapped his hands together as a golden longsword materialized in the air, exuding a scorching aura that threatened to set the very heavens alight.
The golden longsword rang before stabbing into Emperor Ziweiâs chest.
âLightning Meteor Finger!â
A relentless series of monstrous attacks rained down upon Emperor Ziwei.
Emperor Ziwei was completely unable to put up any resistance, and he received a taste of his own medicine as he too was ground into the wall of the tower.
âWerenât you having the time of your life pummeling me? Come on then! Whereâs your spunk now?
âHow does it feel to be ground into the ground? Huh?â
An Lin let loose a torrent of abuse as he unleashed his spell techniques, getting more and more excited as he attacked.
What was it like beating the crap out of a Dao Integration Stage True God? Very few people in history wouldâve had a chance to experience something like this. Even if Emperor Ziwei were to ask someone to beat him up, they would probably piss themselves in fear instead.
However, An Lin was differentâŚ
He had just been thoroughly ravaged and violated! Now that he had a chance to exact his revenge, he was obviously not going to hold back!
If he had to describe how it felt, he would have to say⌠Very satisfying!
Thatâs right, this was super satisfying!
An Lin continued to use Emperor Ziweiâs spell techniques to bombard him and unleashed a different spell technique every time as if he was testing all of his newly-obtained weapons in one session.
Emperor Ziwei finally understood what had happened now; all his techniques had been stolen by An LinâŚ
Aside from a powerful body, he had nothing else now.
Bai Zhong stood in the air outside the Immortal Spirit Tower, completely rooted to the spot by the absurd scenes unfolding before his eyes.
All the spectating teachers and students stared up at the screen while listening to all the insults An Lin was hurling, feeling as if they were in a dream.
The events that had just taken place were simply far too bizarre for them to come to terms with.
One moment, An Lin was being trampled into the dust; the next moment, An Lin was grinding Emperor Ziweiâs face into the ground as he unleashed a storm of spell techniques upon him. This was extremely difficult to believe even for everyone who was seeing it with their very own eyes!
A student finally broke the silence after a long while and said, âThis is the high and mighty Emperor Ziwei⌠How could he be pummeled like this? I can see blood flowing from his noseâŚâ
âI feel like Iâm dreaming. Is An Lin really bashing Emperor Ziwei like this?â
âIt looks like he might have used some sort of sealing technique to render Emperor Ziwei completely unable to retaliate.â
âIt looks like heâs using some sort of copycat technique as well. Canât you see that An Lin is using all of Emperor Ziweiâs spell techniques?!â
âThis is one of the Emperors of the Heavenly Court! God An is simply way too bad*ss!â
âIâm going to remember this for the rest of my life; An Lin pummeling Emperor Ziwei, heheâŚâ
âSee that? Yâall see that? This is our God An! All those who wish to join his fan club, please line up here!â
The scenes being broadcasted on the crystalline screen were simply sensational.
All the students discussed among themselves, as if they were trying to express their irrepressible emotions through words.
Even Xu Xiaolan and the others couldnât help but exclaim in amazement. An Lin had once again reconstructed their images of him in their hearts.
âMy God⌠This is something that I wouldnât dare to think of in my wildest dreams, and An Lin was able to do it!â Tang Ximen muttered to himself with unadulterated shock on his face.
A warm smile appeared on Xuanyuan Chengâs face. âDo you understand now? Anything is possible if you set your mind to it!â
In the air above the Immortal Spirit Tower, the Celestial Thearch was also completely dumbstruck. He had never seen Ziwei getting the crap beaten out of him like this before.
This was definitely a commemorative moment.
He silently brought out a crystal ball to record this historic moment for later viewing.
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