Chapter 1315: Honor Kill - Mopping Up

Ding, killing an YiKongjian creature yields 270 honor points.

Ding, Honor Shop (1) unlocked.

Ding, killing an YiKongjian creature yields 270 honor points...

Red light shines brightly, the gloomy sky turns blood-red.

Mist steams, rolling dust and white vapor resemble sulfur poison spewed from a fissure in hell.

High above, Lin An listened expressionlessly to the three successive system prompts in his ear, a faint strange color flashing in his eyes.

Honor points... two hundred seventy points?

Has the new redemption permission also been opened?

The prompts came after he killed two fourth-stage alien species.

Two hundred seventy honor points equal ten third-stage peak alien species. Such a huge amount of honor points, which in the past would have let him immediately research, now seems not so important.

There are still two not dead...

One is Green Fang, the other is White Fang?

He looked down at his feet.

In Lin An's eyes, the severed Wanjiang beneath his feet had long failed to restore its flow.

One sword breaks the river, one sword opens the city.

Such a thing that only exists in myth, he actually accomplished.

However he also knows that the Wanjiang severed beneath his feet, under the might of that sword, remains scorching hot; the surrounding river water continuously evaporates in the high heat, thus creating such an exaggerated effect.

And in the deep pit at the bottom of Wanjiang, on the riverbed he split open, only half of Green Fang's head remains, severed down the middle, with only its left eye left, staring fixedly at him.

If looks could kill, Lin An would already have been hacked to pieces by him.

Just...

He could only watch.

Lin An could clearly feel that Green Fang wasn't dead; it was merely stronger in vitality than the other fourth-stage alien species, possessing some special rule that preserved its life.

But no matter how special or tenacious, it now resembles a candle in a gale, its life force so weak it seems it could be blown out any second.

The rule power and spiritual energy on its body can barely protect it from being killed by the high temperature.

Unwillingness, despair, fear...

On that left eye, as if burst by a needle, the dead-white vertical pupil expressed too much emotion.

There was not the slightest hesitation.

Lin An glanced at the other fourth-stage alien species being hugged by Zhang Tie, its face mad, trying desperately to flee, and then landed directly on Green Fang's head.

Zhang Tie, capable of taking on the opponent alone.

This alien species has the weakest rule; so weak he couldn't be bothered to act personally.

Space was locked down; this place, originally a trap to restrict his 'escape,' has become this alien species' death seal.

No!! No!!!

Ahhhhhhh!!

His bones all over emitted cracking sounds as Zhang Tie held him fast in his arms, like embracing a prehistoric beast. The exposed true form of White Fang now struggled madly.

The rule power in his hand kept bombarding the giant bear, while a huge snake head also desperately tore and bit at Zhang Tie.

But no matter how he attacked, Zhang Tie, who clung to him relentlessly, seemed utterly unaffected, and began to gnaw along with him.

Creak creak

A bite of his silver teeth made the rule power on his body squeak, large chunks of flesh bitten off by Zhang Tie were swallowed.

Like ants gnawing a tree, lacking strong attack means, Xiong Hanzi simply clung and gnawed furiously, actually managing to chew through the fourth-stage defense, starting from White Fang's calf and gnawing upward all the way.

And under such torment, White Fang, whose courage had already been shattered by Lin An, could neither escape nor manage to kill Zhang Tie!

He wants to flee! Right now!

Unable to comprehend why Lin An's combat power is so terrifying, he only wants to tell everything he saw in this battle to the clanspeople behind the gate! Warn them that everything has spiraled out of control!

He doesn't want to die! He is a fourth-stage! He ought to be a superpower sweeping this world!

But no matter how he struggles, it's of no avail.

Moreover he clearly feels that each of his strikes on this loathsome silver bear inflicts equal or greater damage upon himself! His prideful space-tearing rule, let alone tearing Zhang Tie apart, under the strange rule backlash is nearly ripping himself apart!

Pain, hatred, collapse...

Fourth-stage! This loathsome bear monster is also fourth-stage!!

Incomprehensible, reason shatters.

White Fang, wanting to flee, can only despairingly emit anguished roars, like a venomous snake with a broken spine writhing in pain.

He can only watch helplessly as Lin An lands before Green Fang, preparing to deliver the finishing blow. And he estimates that once Lin An deals with Green Fang, he too will be outright killed!

Overwhelmed by despair, this fourth-stage peak alien species now seems on the verge of going mad...

Ho...

Ho...

You... who... exactly... are you...

With only half a head left, Green Fang clings to his last breath, unwillingly gazing at Lin An who has fallen before him.

That blurry serpent eye can no longer clearly see Lin An's appearance.

Such a foolish, almost idiotic question highlights its incredibility.

It truly cannot believe that Lin An has become this strong. He cannot comprehend, nor could he possibly understand, how a human worm who just broke through to fourth-stage less than a minute ago could beat them with no power to resist, ending the battle in a near-massacre fashion.

From beginning to end, they didn't even have the qualification to let Lin An suffer injury...

One punch blasts the red snake to death, one sword slays the black pupil.

If its other rule were not life dispersal, it would probably die under that sword!

Even now, recalling the horror of that sword, it still feels fear. That sword absolutely could not be cut by a beginner Fourth Stage! It would rather believe the opponent is not Lin An, but another unknown Fourth Stage expert!

Even a Perfect One couldn't do that!

If it had known the outcome beforehand, it would never have come to die! It would surely convince the Gate Empress to let the Gate Empress directly descend and have the King, even the Sovereign, act personally!

"Lin An."

Removing his mask, Lin An spoke softly.

Looking at Qing Ya, who could be killed with just a casual breath of his own, his eyes not only gave rise to a different feeling.

He could understand Qing Ya's feeling of not believing all this.

In fact, he also couldn't really understand why the opponent was so weak.

To be honest, even after advancing to Fourth Stage he clearly felt his power surge, wanting to test his idea with Qing Ya and the others, but in fact he also didn't let his guard down.

He had already prepared to play all his trump cards.

However, after realizing that Qing Ya and the others' rules were completely different in strength from his own, Lin An simply couldn't be bothered to waste any more time.

In the silence, Qing Ya seemed to be pulled back to reality, letting out a bitter laugh.

"We ultimately still underestimated you... Lin An..."

"Not basic rules... but high-level rules, right..."

"Perfect One... huh... this is what a Perfect One is..."

As if his mindset had completely collapsed, Qing Ya weakly moved half his tongue, the yellowish-white brain matter wrapped inside the bone. After being split open, it continued to ooze like pus.

It could feel that even if Lin An didn't move, it couldn't last much longer.

Under that sword that shattered everything, its rule power was instantly emptied, leaving only a faint remnant.

"Basic? Advanced?"

Lin An repeated it, a flash of strange color crossing his eyes.

From the start he discovered that Qing Ya and the others regarded him as the worst Fourth Stage, all because of a mistaken judgment, mistakenly thinking he mastered power rules.

So, rules actually have strengths and weaknesses? This is completely different from his previous understanding.

He had always thought at most they mutually restrained each other, or that some rules were more aberrant, or rather more illogical.

Upon reaching this thought, Lin An simply spoke up:

"Tell me the difference between the two, and how many of you are left."

"My current strength, if converted to your combat power system, would roughly be what level?"

"I can give you a quick death."