Chapter 4386: The Floating Holy Road
Taihuang Ridge, like a natural moat, blocked the future prospects of countless practitioners.
But it was difficult to stop Lin Yun's momentum.
He forced his way through the broken and floating mountains and the invisible undercurrents that killed people.
He saw the broken sacred road ahead.
Lin Yun flew past the swaying and broken sacred road.
Countless remnant souls and obsessions that fell on the sacred road attacked him, trying to pull him into the abyss below.
Lin Yun sneered.
A powerful mental force burst out, and a blue-gold light swept through.
The remnant souls and obsessions wailed in pain, and with strong unwillingness, they sank into hell...
Lin Yun rushed all the way.
Occasionally, dead bones could be seen on the sacred road.
Until death... they were still struggling to crawl forward, but it was in vain.
Some of the bones even had a trace of obsession that was unwilling to dissipate.
Seeing Lin Yun coming, it stretched out its illusory claws, as if begging Lin Yun to take it with him...
When Lin Yun passed by with disdain, it showed a ferocious look, wanting to bite people...
With a casual slap, even this last bit of unwilling obsession was completely dissipated...
The sacred road is walked out by yourself.
How can others lead you?
If you still force it, you can only destroy yourself!
After experiencing countless such scenes.
Lin Yun actually saw a living person on the road ahead.
An old and almost decayed person.
But the aura emanating from him.
It is much stronger than those old monsters killed by Lin Yun in front of Taihuang Ridge.
Today, Taihuang Valley has been almost slaughtered by Lin Yun.
It will be difficult to find such a person again...even billions of years.
And this old guy, who has embarked on this sacred road for who knows how many years ago, has walked here.
He is still alive, and he is also a ruthless person.
He felt Lin Yun's arrival early.
So, when Lin Yun landed on the fragment of the Holy Road where he was, he suddenly opened his eyes.
The old aura was swept away in an instant.
He turned into a young man in the blink of an eye.
His handsome and bright appearance was the best talent in the world.
To be able to reach this place on the Holy Road, his cultivation talent was also very good.
But... he had been standing here for countless years, and his talent had long been exhausted.
So, he was just ordinary.
Therefore, Lin Yun did not have the slightest surprise, and his expression was very plain.
It was like looking at an ordinary passerby.
Lin Yun's attitude made him very angry.
"Little junior, you are so rude to see the senior!"
He shouted sternly, completely looking like a lesson.
Lin Yun was not angry at all, and asked with a smile: "If I am polite to you, will you treat me politely?"
"What an arrogant little thing!"
"You still want me to treat you politely?"
"How many years have you lived and how much suffering have you endured?"
"Do you deserve my courtesy?"
He said arrogantly.
"In that case, why should I be polite to you?" Lin Yun sneered disdainfully.
"If you are polite to me, you can suffer less..."
"Otherwise, you will be like them, and your soul will suffer forever..."
Xun Qian sneered, and shook his hand, and a bone whip appeared.
It was made up of hundreds of skulls.
On each skull, there was an illusory flame.
There were also unwilling souls wailing in the flames...
If the Xiongnu don't release them, they will have to endure the pain for thousands of years and millions of years until eternity...
"Did you see it?"
"They are all people who have come here before..."..
"They have all lived long enough and are strong enough..."
"They are also polite and respectful to me..."
"But in the end, they were killed by me, and their souls are imprisoned here, enduring eternal pain!"
"What about you...if you are a little more respectful to me, I will spare you this pain."
Xiong Qian smiled grimly, making his originally handsome face extremely ugly at this time.
"Since the result is the same, what are you talking nonsense about?"
Lin Yun sneered and flew up.
The sword light flashed.
The sharp sword light swept across Xiong Qian's body like a storm.
Xiong Qian's body turned into blood mist, leaving only a head.
"Boy...you...you don't have martial ethics..."
Xiong Qian's head screamed in fear.
Without his body, he also lost most of his strength.
Now, he is just a toy in Lin Yun's hands.
"Speaking of martial ethics to you?"
"Are you worthy?"
Lin Yun sneered and mocked.
"Why am I not worthy?"
"I have gone through thousands of disasters in the world, hundreds of reincarnations of life and death, and only then have I come to this day..."
"I am a natural talent, unparalleled in the universe, and naturally deserve the favor of heaven..."
"I am extremely unwilling to be attacked by a shameless villain like you..."
Xun Qian shouted unwillingly, feeling that his fate was unfair.
"Whether you are unwilling or willing, go and tell them..."
Lin Yun smiled playfully, and with a sword, he slapped Xun Qian's head between the more than a hundred skulls that died in his hands.
Those skulls full of hatred rushed forward frantically.
In a blink of an eye, Xun Qian was also gnawed into bones.
A pile of skulls bit together, and this hatred can only be eliminated if they are destroyed together.
Lin Yun passed by.
Although the road ahead was difficult, it was normal for Lin Yun.
Xian Qian spent countless years without being able to move forward.
Lin Yun reached the end in just a few days.
There was a city at the end.
"Look at the Holy City!"
The city was extremely old, with traces of war and divine blood that had been stained for countless years.
The divine blood was charred, and thunder and fire were lingering on it.
It made the whole city seem to be bathed in a sea of thunder and fire.
The city gate was wide open, and no one was here.
"Maybe for countless years... no one has come here again..."
"The predecessors have all become saints..."
"This is an empty city."
Lin Yun thought secretly and walked into the city.
"Holy City..."
"Enter the city to the gate of the Holy Way!"
At the moment of entering the city gate, an ancient voice sounded in the void.
I don't know whether it was an idea from the depths of the soul or a voice that has existed from ancient times to today, and it is impossible to investigate.
But what is certain is that this voice... is the voice that everyone who enters the city yearns for.
It is also the ultimate dream of all those who come here.
Lin Yun walked in the desolate city.
There were ruins and thunder and fire everywhere, just like hell.
Only the Tao and faith that permeated from the thunder and fire made people understand that this was a holy city of the human race, not a hell.
Lin Yun crossed the thunder and fire and walked towards the high platform in the city.
On the high platform, three figures suddenly appeared from the thunder and fire.
"Ah~~~ Someone came here again..."
"How many years have passed..."
"Someone else came... Is the turning point shown by the divine finally coming?"
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