Chapter 275: Visit

Space fluctuation.

Lin Chuan appeared on Yun Tai.

"Heavenly Realm King, Princess Yun Lian, I humbly come to visit; please excuse my presumption."

"Lin Xiong, what is this?"

Yun Tianyan, puzzled, asked, "Because of Azure Abyss?"

During the round of vacancy contest, Lin Chuan's battle with the two women of Azure Abyss was observed by Yun Tianyan.

It seemed Lin Chuan had a conflict with Azure Abyss?

"Indeed, there are some grudges between me and Azure Abyss,"

Lin Chuan smiled and said, "Princess Yun Lian was injured by Nan Gong Ya of Azure Abyss; I have come especially to visit."

Yun Tianyan seemed thoughtful.

It appears that Lin Chuan knows some inside information about the sudden strengthening of the three women of Azure Abyss?

He did not expose it, but smoothly said, "People of Azure Abyss are truly ruthless; the younger sister's soul is damaged and may jeopardize the foundation."

"May I have a look?"

Lin Chuan intended to grasp a clue by contacting Yun Lian.

"I need to consult the younger sister's opinion."

Yun Tianyan did not make a decision privately.

"Brother... let Lin Xiong handle it."

Yun Lian did not mind.

In a sense, Lin Chuan now stands on the same front as her and the Cloud Kingdom; being able to help Lin Chuan is also a good thing.

"Thanks, little princess."

Lin Chuan walked to the bedside, and with Yun Lian's permission, grasped her wrist and gently closed his eyes.

Holding the Heavenly Dao Divine Office and controlling the netherworld in that lifetime gave him an exceptionally clear understanding of souls.

His most frequently used Divine Power, 'Burial Spirit Domain', is also a soul technique.

Upon touching Yun Lian's soul, Lin Chuan could feel that her injuries were extremely severe, with a portion missing.

"No Black Mist aura?"

Lin Chuan did not know whether to rejoice or worry.

"Burial Spirit Domain."

He whispered lightly, and a small Burial Spirit Domain unfolded around Lin Chuan.

Behind Lin Chuan, a female-shaped ghostly silhouette materialized.

The ghostly figure knelt on the ground, its upper body still towering over three zhang.

"Burial Spirit Domain! Soul Dance!"

With the Burial Spirit Domain activated, Lin Chuan could summon the powers of various netherworld spirits and ghosts.

From the female ghost's palm, strands of thread descended, linking to Yun Lian's soul, which, like a marionette, danced gracefully.

In this state, her soul's injuries also healed rapidly.

For a long while.

The ghostly figure dissipated, and the Burial Spirit Domain faded.

Yun Lian fell into a deep sleep, and her complexion improved considerably.

Yun Tianyan was quite shocked, "The younger sister's injuries have recovered? So fast!"

The Cloud Kingdom naturally has a way to heal Yun Lian, but that would require returning to the Cloud Kingdom, taking considerable time and causing Yun Lian to miss the upcoming Loser's Match.

"Thank you, Lin Xiong."

Yun Tianyan expressed his thanks.

"You're welcome."

Lin Chuan waved his hand, "The princess's injury is not severe, it hasn't worsened; truly damaging the foundation would not be very troublesome."

"That is also because Lin Xiong's treatment was timely."

Not troublesome?

Yun Tianyan naturally understood this was a polite remark; for Lin Chuan it was no trouble, but without Lin Chuan, it would be very troublesome for them.

"Lin Xiong, if you encounter people from Azure Abyss later, be extremely careful."

In Yun Tianyan's memory, Azure Abyss had not produced a prodigious junior as powerful as Nan Gong Ya for a long time.

In future matches, Nan Gong Ya is destined to meet Lin Chuan again.

"Hmm."

Lin Chuan nodded, his gaze shifting to Yun Jing, "It begins again."

The third round arena battle of the Heavenly Realm Contention War, pitting Azure Abyss's Mo Mo against the Wu Clan's Hou Zuo, has already begun.

In the small world, both sides launched an intense duel in an instant.

The Wu Clan's super prodigy Hou Zuo held a slight advantage, far from being decisive.

Yun Tianyan frowned and said, "These few from Azure Abyss have become suddenly strong in a strange way, yet no results can be found."

Lin Chuan smiled, "Perhaps there is some earth-shattering encounter."

"Perhaps."

Yun Tianyan could not find a reason; this was already a relatively reasonable explanation.

The prodigies are always chasing each other; a powerful encounter can indeed widen the gap in an instant.

Who who reaches the pinnacle of the world does not possess a sufficiently era-shocking encounter?

They all exist.

Perhaps those from the Azure Abyss have obtained something similar.

In the Small World, Hou Zuo and Mo Mo fought in a tangled, inseparable battle.

"Just a secondary genius, why so hard to deal with?"

Wu Clan Hou Zuo's expression was solemn.

"If I encounter Nan Gong Ya, wouldn't I be doomed to lose?"

Earth‑colored flowing light swirled around Mo Mo, making it extremely difficult for Hou Zuo to break the defense.

"The clan has placed great expectations on me!"

"Losing to Bai Li Ming would be one thing, but if I fall here and can't claim any of the nine slots, that would be too shameful."

"We must win!"

"Rain Ancestor Witch! Xuanming Pattern! Fusion!"

"Wu Zu's Illusory Body Descends!"

Blue witch sigils lit up on Hou Zuo's body, and mysterious Wu Clan characters quickly crawled over his form,

His entire body turned blue, radiating astonishing cold.

"Since the defense can't be broken, freeze your turtle shell completely!"

"Deity Rain!"

Within the Small World, sheets of blue ice rain hammered down, completely enveloping the area where Mo Mo stood.

The rain turned to frost, and the flowing light that danced slowed down.

"It worked!"

Hou Zuo felt a surge of joy.

"Successful?"

From behind, a cold laugh rang out.

"How could that be possible!"

Hou Zuo's eyes widened; he spun around abruptly, and his massive fist, following his body's instinct, slammed toward a region.

Just as the fist was about to strike the scoffing girl, it halted.

A layer of earth had somehow formed on his arm, solidifying it.

When Hou Zuo recovered, his limbs and torso were also trapped in earth blocks, completely restrained.

"You lost."

Mo Mo showed a disdainful smile, her fingertip pointing at Hou Zuo's forehead.

"Earth Ancestor Witch! Thick Earth Pattern! Fusion!"

Another witch sigil lit up at Hou Zuo's forehead; the earth block restraining his body shattered instantly, and Hou Zuo shot backward.

But Mo Mo moved even faster, like a shadow, her slender finger constantly aimed at his forehead, getting ever closer.

"My grasp of the witch sigils is too weak; relying on sigils and curses, I'm no match for her."

"My only advantage is Physical Body."

"We must rely on the vast life force, exchange lives with her, make her timid and retreat; only then is there a sliver of chance to win."

The opponent's unexpectedly great strength threw Hou Zuo off balance at the start, causing him to forget calm thinking.

Now he finally regained his senses, but only the final chance remained.

"Bet once."

His retreating body suddenly halted; Hou Zuo dispersed all the power of the witch sigils, a torrent of qi and blood surged out, and his whole body condensed.

"I bet!"

"You wouldn't dare take this punch!"

Boom!

Risking his life, using attack as defense, Hou Zuo gathered all his qi and blood into a fist and slammed it hard at Mo Mo's head.

He wagered that the opponent wouldn't harden the hit, that she would cancel the attack.

As long as she cancels the attack, he can win!

Puff!

However…

The terrifyingly powerful fist unexpectedly struck Mo Mo's head directly, followed by excruciating pain at the forehead.

Mo Mo's finger also pierced his forehead.