Chapter 279: Dreamlike Sword of Fleeting Life

In Fang Ling's palm, a black silkworm appeared and quickly crawled to her neck.

Hiss!

In the next instant, the Undying Silkworm tore the white, jade‑like skin on Fang Ling's neck and burrowed into her body.

Her once pretty face, under the influence of the Undying Silkworm, became ferocious and terrifying.

Blood vessels bulged on her skin, crawling with black patterns.

Swoosh!

Fang Ling's speed reached its extreme.

Has the intensity increased?

Lin Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly; this is the trump card a super genius should have.

Terrifying speed! It flashed by!

The waves of the black Spirit Sea were reversed by the passing black shadow, and the endlessly blooming Other Shore Flower was shattered in an instant.

Boom!

The black shadow instantly arrived before Lin Chuan, and with boundless might, slammed a heavy punch at his head.

Lin Chuan blocked with a horizontal sword, but the sheer force still knocked him backward.

Seizing the advantage, Fang Ling flashed, appearing above Lin Chuan and delivering another punch downwards.

But after raising her fist, it could not come down.

"Burial Spirit Domain, Wu Chang Death‑seeking."

Lin Chuan silently recited the incantation.

A black and a white silhouette materialized, each holding a hook chain; one chain hooked Fang Ling's arm, the other coiled around the opponent's neck.

Aaaah!!!

Fang Ling let out a mournful scream.

Wu Chang Death‑seeking, which hooks the Immortal Soul, even though the Undying Silkworm left Fang Ling's Physical Body unharmed, the suffering from her soul was still unbearable.

"You're mine!"

"No escaping!!"

To Lin Chuan's surprise, the restrained Fang Ling, after her painful scream and with her soul heavily damaged, lunged at him again.

"Are you that insane?" Lin Chuan said, rubbing his forehead, "You want to turn me into a poison?"

He flashed aside to evade the again‑attacking Fang Ling, and the sword in his hand, infused with Netherworld Power, turned jet‑black.

"A sword from the Netherworld Underworld."

"Let's call it the Burial Sword Technique."

Lin Chuan has been trying to fuse the Burial Spirit Domain with sword techniques; the Ten Thousand Swords Sect party, receiving Guidance from Xia Zi, gave him much insight.

"This sword is 'Life is but a Dream'."

Swoosh!

Lin Chuan swung a sword.

The scene between Heaven and Earth changed abruptly; the once raging black Spirit Sea, Di Yu's Netherworld, at this moment seemed to become a utopia, a paradise of Ren Jian.

"So beautiful!"

Fang Ling's pupils, swallowed by Darkness, contracted, and the Undying Silkworm at the center of her pupils froze.

Her previously frantic spirit seemed to be cleansed at this moment.

The tenderness from deep within her Immortal Soul embraced her.

She wanted to immerse herself in this joyous laughter, as everyone became harmonious and friendly, calling her name.

"So beautiful~"

"So gentle."

"I want to stay here."

Amid the embrace of the Shi Jie, the darkness in Fang Ling's eyes gradually faded.

This is Fang Ling's dream.

It is the beautiful world she most longs for.

Only she can see it.

On Yun Tai, countless spectators witnessed a chilling scene.

Fang Ling slept among corpses, a parade of a hundred ghosts surrounded her, and Xiu Luo was extracting the Undying Silkworm from her pupils.

Ye Cha held a knife, slowly cutting her neck.

"Life is but a Dream!" Likewise a soul sword, it tears the Immortal Soul of living beings in the gentlest way, letting her pass away in beauty.

"The effect is quite good."

Lin Chuan nodded in satisfaction.

On Yun Tai, the Path‑Guardian Elder of the Frost Pavilion, upon seeing this scene, realized the great tide had passed,

"We concede!"

Spatial Law suddenly activated, shielding Fang Ling, the Burial Spirit Domain faded, and Lin Chuan was also enveloped by spatial force.

Both were simultaneously teleported back to Yun Tai.

"What a pity."

Lin Chuan sighed lightly, giving him a little more time; even with the protection of the Sphere of All Beings, he was confident he could shatter Fang Ling's Immortal Soul in an instant,

though this state would also count as disabling the opponent.

"How come you didn't kill her! Damn!"

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao, angry, slammed the table, "How dare you say that to your husband! Next time I see her, I'll definitely kill her!"

Ye Xue smiled without saying a word.

Her thoughts, rare as they were, were in sync with the fox Jiao Jiao.

Mo Sangyu's eyes turned red, "She's already useless; why kill her? We should turn the entire Wind Frost Pavilion into art for her to appreciate."

Yun Zhi Yi smiled and nodded.

Lü Ya wanted to say something, but thinking of her own cultivation level, she ultimately chose to stay silent.

Lin Chuan: "…"

Look!

A new Harmony Great Law has been found again.

As long as a sixth party appears, it will inevitably face the combined opposition of the wives.

Lin Chuan's already not‑so‑good mood, after seeing the wives' interaction, drifted away like clouds.

…

The fourth round, fifth match of the Heavenly Realm Contention War also began.

It featured Golden Spirit Mountain Fozhi San Zang versus Eclipse Sun Valley Qin Yang.

Before this, neither side had shown their trump cards, and the vast majority believed the two great geniuses were evenly matched.

The result of the match, however, shocked everyone.

Fozhi San Zang displayed an extremely terrifying and maddening power, suppressing Qin Yang, who excels in the Way of Formation Artifacts, throughout the bout,

and won with a crushing stance.

"That guy really was hiding something,"

Lin Chuan recalled that in the second round 'Battle Royale', he and Fozhi San Zang met while he roamed the edge of the small world, hunting shadow life,

the opponent eliminated another genius at the fastest speed, cleanly.

Later, in the hunting contest with him, he voluntarily chose to concede.

At that time he felt Fozhi San Zang was hiding something; now it seems indeed so, this one is comparable to Bai Li Ming.

Lin Chuan smiled, not paying much attention.

Fozhi San Zang's strong power is a good thing; perhaps midway there will be a chance to force Nan Gong Ya into an even more extreme state.

As for winning…

Too difficult.

How deep is Nan Gong Ya really?

Even he cannot probe to the bottom.

"Take it step by step; Kun Seventeen is also not simple. Let's see how far he can push Nan Gong Ya."

Which of the geniuses who made the top twelve doesn't have a trump skill?

Even the weakest Ye Chen and Qingqiu Bai Miao Miao possess extraordinary methods, far beyond comparison with ordinary cultivators.

Not long after.

The sixth match, featuring Nan Gong Ya versus Kun Seventeen, began.

Kun Seventeen is a man who appears very sunny and cheerful; his disposition is Kun, and a gentleman carries all things with profound virtue.

In previous matches, Kun Seventeen's main tactic against opponents was defensive capability.

But not mere defense; it was a method of neutralizing the opponent.

Kun is earth, bearing all things, extending infinitely; it seems any powerful attack he can endure.

In the small world, both erupted simultaneously.

Nan Gong Ya remained dominant, wielding fire, wood, and metal three‑colored streams of light, launching attacks.

"Her aura seems to have grown stronger again."

Lin Chuan felt uneasy, recalling the ever‑devouring rising Black Mist.

If Nan Gong Ya were truly controlled by Black Mist, given its nature, her growth speed would be terrifyingly rapid and hard to curb.

"Forcing her to her limit in the genius battle is the best approach."

"Once she breaks free of control, she'll be like a breached dam, impossible to contain."