Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

Plish.

Blood was dripping.

Lin was bloodied all over with a corpse in her hand, she then curtly tossed it away.

The corpse drew a tall arc before falling into a pile of corpses.

Another one was dead.

Lin wiped the blood off her mouth and took a stance.

Like a solid unmoving mountain, she stayed silent without a single word but still helped Anna hold these cultivators back.

--------they were considerably powerful cultivators.

Out of fear of Lin's strength, they were attacking in waves, using the wheel tactic to grind Lin's strength down.

And Lin couldn't pursue them too far.

Because she needed to stay near Anna and made sure that Anna wasn't injured.

This battle was turning out to be extremely frustrating.

But she was left with no other choice.

On top of this mountain of inheritance from the God of Death, the battle was slowly drawing to a close.

------Lin didn't have much strength left to prevent these cultivators from approaching closer.

Meanwhile, Anna was standing in the middle of the altar behind her back, silently hovering in mid-air while wielding her long black scythe. Her eyes were closed as she constantly chanted something, apparently going through a unique ritual.

-------her inheritance wasn't complete yet.

An old man slowly approached the two girls from the group of cultivators.

"What impressive martial arts prowess and skills, after observing you for so long, this old man had benefited greatly. Once this old man returns to seclusion, my cultivation will surely advance one more"

Lin's lip curved slightly and said sarcastically: "Benefited greatly? You don't even have the courage to face a fight, only sending your subordinates to their deaths. Any understanding you obtain would be fake"

The old man's expression turned grim.

Indeed, as the leader, the strongest cultivator in this group, he didn't have the courage to personally act as he knew how powerful the other party was.

This would harm his reputation.

The old man silently cursed her in his mind, but displayed no change in his expression and simply clapped his hand.

A cultivator stepped forward: "Elder sir, according to my senses, she only has 5% of her stamina left and her injuries are severe. She can no longer fight at her peak"

The old man flashed a triumphant smile.

"Female martial artist, although you will die very soon, you should still learn a few things from this matter. If I were to put it into words--------"

"A brave won't beat a crowd"

Listening to him, Lin calmly replied: "Death in battle is a warrior's end, I'm not surprised about this at all"

She raised both hands, forming one hand into a fist, one hand into a palm as her presence rose to a peak.

"Absolute!"

She uttered a loud shout as intense bright light erupted from her body.

Underneath her feet, the entire mountain seemed to be gripped by a particularly powerful force that caused it to shake intensely.

Such a clear supernatural phenomenon caused the cultivators on the other side to hesitantly take a few steps back.

Lin maintained this presence and silently sneaked a glance behind herself.

Unfortunately, Anna still had her eyes tightly closed, apparently still communicating with the altar.

Silently sighing, Lin refocused her attention on the cultivators facing her.

There was no other way.

Within the upper half of the mountain in her perception, there was no one else.

She was the only one that could face these enemies.

She shouted again: "Come and receive your death!"

The cultivators exchanged glances, unsure of what to do.

-------this woman was like a vicious beast with layers upon layers of means, no one dared to underestimate her.

The cultivator from before shouted: "Elder sir, she's risking it------- this is her true, one final lashing out!"

Without hesitation, the old man retreated behind his subordinates.

-------don't be ridiculous, who would be willing to risk their own life against someone at the brink of death?

The old man shouted his order: "All troops move forward, distribute the power of her attack equally among everyone, there won't be any issues"

"Understood!"

The cultivators responded.

They charged forward.

The distance between the two sides shortened-------- Lin's presence once again peaked as she was ready to throw her life away.

All of a sudden, the ground shook.

Everyone cautiously regained their balance, even Lin had to raise her guard.

Because this wasn't any small tremble.

The entire mountain was rumbling!

"What happened!? What is she doing!?" the old man shouted his question.

"I don't know, sir, it isn't her doing!" the other cultivator hurriedly reported.

While they were talking, the ground intensely shook again.

Everyone's body first abruptly dropped, then abruptly halted.

This time, every cultivator here had realized a certain truth.

-----this entire black mountain was falling down.

"That's impossible. We've already tested, every single rock on this entire gigantic mountain is tough enough to be used as a weapon" the old man muttered.

The black mountain continued to descend.

-------it was descending in a rapid, visible, and a clearly recognizable manner, causing everyone to panic.

The mountain can't possibly vanish by itself.

Then, what exactly is going on?

Lin retreated a few steps to better protect Anna.

Seeing that, the cultivators didn't try to inch forward.

Because the main issue right now was to confirm the situation.

Soon enough, everyone felt a change-------

The mountain no longer shook intensely.

As if the mountain had grasped the trick after sinking a few times, it was now skillfully and gradually lowering itself without any sound.

A few moments later.

As the mountain quickly descended, the ground slowly came into everyone's vision.

"Elder, look!"

The cultivator shouted out loud.

The old man hurriedly turned to where he was pointing.

At that moment, everyone turned to look at the exact same point on the ground.

A cultivator with a black piece of cloth over his eyes was standing there, wielding a sword and unleashing slash after slash.

That didn't seem to take him any effort, every swing was light and casual, yet they were all accompanied by roaring afterimages.

The afterimages of his slash consecutively struck the black mountain, removing it layer by layer.

The mountain didn't tilt due to being struck by the slashes, and there wasn't a case where only a portion collapsed while another portion remained intact.

The slashes were rapidly attacking the mountain, due to how fast they were, all they could see were faint afterimages.

Being cut by this storm of slashes, the entire mountain was silently and smoothly lowered bit by bit.

--------what an incredible feat of swordsmanship!

Under everyone's watchful eyes, aside from the altar where Anna was hovering, the entire mountain had been removed.

Everyone was now standing on the ground.

It was now that the man with the black piece of cloth finally stopped his sword.

He cracked his neck, propped his sword on his shoulder, then took out a bottle of liquor and started to pour it down his throat.

After a long gulp, the man put the bottle away and said apologetically: "My apologies, because it took a bit longer to shave that away, I felt a bit thirsty------- good thing too since I'm finally done"

He spoke as if what he shaved away just now was a piece of fruit and not a mountain that contained the inheritance of a Deity.

Seeing how casual he was being about it; the cultivators were completely speechless.

"Elder------" the reporting cultivator wanted to say something.

The old man raised his hand to stop him.

He said with a very solemn tone: "That level of swordsmanship has reached the level of converging every strike into a single strike. He had most likely surpassed the realm of Sword Saint; we need to pay respect"

Standing out from the crowd, he clasped his fist against the other party: "This humble one is the Elder of Cang Wu sect, Yao Wu Qi. Pray tell, from where do you hail?"

The man clasped his fist as well and answered: "Bai Hua sect, Gu Qing Shan"

"Then, for what reason are you here?"

"To simply ask yourselves to do this one a favor"

"Ah? I am quite sure we had never been acquainted, care to explain what you mean?"

"It isn't easy to cultivate, this one wishes that you would value your lives and immediately leave this place"

The old man scowled and turned to the other side.

Lin stood motionless where she was, still silent without saying a word.

But the corner of her mouth seemed to be unable to contain a smirk.

-----so he's on their side.

The old man scoffed.

Damn it.

It took so many lives on our side to drain that female martial artist's strength, how can I give up just because of a single sword cultivator?

Although this sword cultivator's swordsmanship is incredible, his cultivation itself isn't very high, he won't be able to stop all of us.

Kill him…

Even if that female martial artist attacked together with him, the most we'd lose is the lives of 7-8 more people.

After a bit of consideration, the old man made up his mind.

The coldly questioned: "What if we refuse to leave, what do you intend to do?"

At this point, his subordinates naturally understood what was being suggested and readied themselves to attack.

Standing across from them, Gu Qing Shan simply smiled.

He lightly stated: "Then, excuse me, but please go to hell"

"Hah? You want to kill me?" after repeating behind his subordinates, the old man chuckled mockingly.

Something unexpected occurred!

A black snake and a white snake suddenly manifested out of nowhere, they coiled around the old man starting from his feet, quickly circling his body.

The two snakes then transformed into a white-robed girl and a black-robed girl that slowly entered the old man's body.

"No, [Twin Snakes of Impermanence]! This is our Divine Skill------- that's impossible!"