Chapter 296: Nan Gong Ya! Die!

Nan Gong Ya and Lin Chuan's pre‑match proclamation completely ignited the atmosphere on the field.

"Lin Chuan! Your arrogance, your strength! I'll crash head‑first into the wall for you!"

"Chuan! The Deity of the younger generation!"

"We are the exemplar!"

"Nan Gong Ya, slay that disgusting man and defend the glory of the Azure Abyss!"

"Female cultivators need a free will! Not as vassals!"

"Sisters, you're wrong; the weak need free will, but the weak never deserve to have it."

Amid countless wild shouts and arguments, the spatial constraints within the micro‑world gradually lifted.

The final showdown, the battle for the champion, begins!

Almost simultaneously, both sides displayed their strongest tactics.

"Burial Spirit Domain! Ten Hall Yanluo!"

Lin Chuan rose and employed a method never before shown, aiming to catch Nan Gong Ya off guard.

He wants to push this woman to the limit right from the start.

The black spirit sea covered the micro‑world.

Ten gates leading to the netherworld opened.

From within emerged ten massive silhouettes, each of varied form, each wielding a treasure, half of their bodies vanished into the spirit sea.

Even though only half their bodies were visible, they were still colossal beings.

"Whoa!"

"Lin Chuan is too good at hiding."

"What exactly is his Burial Spirit Domain? Could it really reflect the entire netherworld into the mortal realm?"

Countless cultivators were shocked.

Even the great beings could not comprehend.

In this era, the netherworld is already a legend, a vague and intangible thing.

The netherworld realm has long been sealed.

It has become the most important and unique link in the cosmic Reincarnation rules, and no living being can touch it.

"If it weren't for Bai Li Ming's wildly perverse Mediation of Creation technique, which directly shattered the foundation of the Burial Spirit Domain."

"Perhaps without the Pure World Twin Lotus, Lin Chuan could still win."

Many cultivators speculated thus, debating it.

Each Ten Hall Yanluo brandished a bizarre treasure, displaying terrifying tactics, pressing toward Nan Gong Ya.

Nan Gong Ya, from the outset, invoked the Four‑colored Flowing Light.

And the phenomenon manifested by the green flowing light, the "Life Divine Tree".

But such tactics, in this champion‑battle billed as the "Strongest Generation", are far insufficient.

Whether flowing light or phenomenon, both were tightly suppressed by the power of the Ten Hall Yanluo.

"Nan Gong Ya, you probably can't employ a method like the Mediation of Creation, can you?"

"You're too weak, disappointing me."

Lin Chuan's mocking voice echoed beside Nan Gong Ya's ear.

"Is that all?"

"You can't even defeat Bai Li Ming; what do you have to spar with me?"

"If I hadn't eliminated Bai Li Ming first, the final wouldn't have come to me; your laughable freedom is utterly meaningless."

"You call me disgusting? Battling a weakling like you is what makes me sick."

"Bai Li Ming at least can give me satisfaction; what about you?"

Lin Chuan laughed manically.

Simultaneously, via the soul power of the Burial Spirit Domain, he constantly sensed Nan Gong Ya's state changes.

He could feel Nan Gong Ya's emotional fluctuations growing larger.

This proves that Nan Gong Ya herself is detached from the Black Mist; the Black Mist cannot suppress her emotions, but instead amplifies them.

"Kill you! Kill you!"

Nan Gong Ya murmured softly.

"Show!"

"All of you, manifest!"

She shouted angrily, and another colored flowing light manifested a phenomenon.

Between heaven and earth, it seemed a rain of fire fell.

Countless flames rained down, unextinguishable, burning fiercely above the Burial Spirit Domain, even igniting the Ten Hall Yanluo themselves.

On Yun Tai, countless great beings shouted in astonishment.

"How is that possible!"

"The second phenomenon has manifested!"

"This is the crimson flowing light phenomenon, boundless heavenly fire!"

"This has completely surpassed Nan Gong's younger days; what terrifying monster is this Nan Gong Ya?!"

"Even with astonishing combat talent, this endless metamorphosis is unbearably terrifying."

Nine‑colored Divine Light, the heirloom technique of the Azure Abyss.

Each time a colored flowing light is comprehended, each manifested phenomenon constitutes a qualitative transformation.

The fight had only just started, and it already got to this extent?

"What's even more terrifying is that, even so, she still couldn't break through Lin Chuan's blockade."

"Compared to Nan Gong Ya getting stronger throughout the fight, Lin Chuan's bottomless power from the start is far more terrifying, right?"

A cultivator discovered a radiant spot.

In fact, by this moment, Lin Chuan's pressure was already immense.

Even though he can communicate with the netherworld and summon countless ghost and deity powers, his own limits make summoning the incomplete power of the Ten Yanluo his ceiling.

If it reached the 'Ghost Emperor' level, the Burial Spirit Domain would not withstand it, and his Sea of Knowledge would likewise fail.

"Too weak! Nan Gong Ya!"

Even at the limit of technique, Lin Chuan's mocking ability is still far from the limit.

"My five Dao Companions, any one you pick out is far stronger than you; someone like you should just marry a powerful cultivator."

"Shameful."

After saying that, Lin Chuan sensed Nan Gong Ya's state was nearly frantic.

Perhaps the split between Nan Gong Ya's true self and the Black Mist is about to reach its peak.

Once they are completely severed, the Black Mist can no longer hide and will manifest in the world.

"It's coming out fast."

Lin Chuan instinctively felt danger approaching, narrowed his eyes, and dared not slacken at all.

No one knows how far the Black Mist has evolved.

If the Black Mist were to possess him as well, everything would truly be over.

The Ten Yanluo, bearing the anomalous 'Boundless Heavenly Fire' power, forced Nan Gong Ya into a desperate situation, ten palms simultaneously pressing down on her,

intending to immerse her into the black spirit sea.

"Come out, it's all over now."

At this moment, Lin Chuan couldn't help but become tense; he sensed Nan Gong Ya's emotional fluctuations finally reached the extreme.

"Aaaah!!"

Nan Gong Ya let out an extremely tragic scream.

From both eyes, a line of blood tears streamed out.

When that mournful sound peaked, causing countless cultivators across Yun Tai to frown, and even making Lin Chuan's heart tremble,

the intensely extreme emotional wave vanished.

Lin Chuan was startled.

"Vanished?"

"How could it?"

A foreboding feeling rose in his heart, "Burial Spirit Domain! Disperse!"

The Burial Spirit Domain dispersed in an instant, but it was a step too slow; the remaining force pressed Nan Gong Ya firmly into the black spirit sea.

When the Burial Spirit Domain was fully gone, in the small world's sky only Nan Gong Ya's floating corpse remained.

Yes! It's the corpse!

Nan Gong Ya's life force had completely vanished, blood oozed from the seven orifices, and her exquisitely beautiful face bore endless terror and despair.

The manner of death was extremely gruesome.

It seemed she had endured endless torment before death.

Yet it was clearly only a moment ago.

Lin Chuan's complexion turned extremely ugly.

Nan Gong Ya died? Just like that? Everything happened so suddenly, completely unlike what he had imagined.

What about the Black Mist?

He could not perceive any trace of the Black Mist at all.

"Hiding inside Nan Gong Ya's corpse?"

Lin Chuan couldn't waste time, and once again expanded the Burial Spirit Domain, enveloping Nan Gong Ya's corpse and the entire small world.

……

On Yun Tai of the Azure Abyss.

Nan Gong's heart's eye saw the shattered, extinguished Soul Lamp, his expression turned extremely grim.

"Lin Chuan! This palace demands that you die without a burial place!!"