This sword was seven feet long and three inches wide. It gave off a silver glow, like moonlight, and it gave off a sharp aura.
It floated in Wang Lin's hand and the sound of the sword humming echoed.
Wang Lin's right hand hit the sword and his divine sense imprinted on it.
The sword hummed loudly and a ray of sword energy flew out. It surrounded the sword and floated around Wang Lin.
"This is indeed a good sword!" Wang Lin's eyes were filled with joy. He turned around and charged toward the next flying sword.
The surrounding Slaughter Realm cultivators couldn't stop Wang Lin at all. At this moment, he was surrounded by the battle souls created by Magic Arsenal and endless Thunder descended.
Wang Lin stepped forward and his right hand reached toward the void. Another struggling sword was grabbed by Wang Lin. This sword struggled violently, as if it was humiliated by Wang Lin's hand. As it struggled, it let out a heaven-shattering sword hymn.
At this instant, the remaining nine swords let out sword hymns and charged at Wang Lin. Their speed was unbelievably fast.
As it closed in, the nine swords fused into one. It gave off a sharp sword energy and stabbed toward Wang Lin.
There was a flash of coldness in Wang Lin's eyes. As he retreated, the sword in his hand struggled even more. He let out a cold snort and no longer suppressed it. His left hand formed a seal and seals appeared on the sword. After sealing the sword, Wang Lin threw it into his bag of holding.
At this moment, the giant sword formed by the nine flying swords closed in with endless sword energy. The dense sword energy gave off a cold aura, and Wang Lin could feel it. It was as if the wind could break through his body and directly enter his origin soul.
Just at this moment, a dark red light suddenly flashed in the distant plains of the Slaughter Domain. A middle-aged man in a red robe flashed out.
The moment the middle-aged man appeared, he moved like lightning and arrived at the center of the battle. He waved his right hand and the beautiful figures formed by the four white jade gourds broke through all the obstacles and charged at Wang Lin.
The middle-aged man followed closely behind. He seemed to turn into a ray of red smoke as he charged at Wang Lin.
He had been hiding here for a long time, waiting for an opportunity to attack. He didn't dare to provoke Shimizu, and he even dreaded Xu Mu. He looked at the surrounding cultivators and sneered. "It looks like Master Devil God has the same plan as me. Unfortunately, I didn't participate when the Alliance recruited Nirvana Cleanser cultivators. Otherwise, I wouldn't be so nervous today."
Wang Lin's mind trembled and he didn't hesitate to step forward. He crossed paths with the nine swords and his right hand formed a seal. He pointed behind him and muttered, "Call the Wind!"
In an instant, black wind appeared and turned into three black dragons. They surrounded Wang Lin and charged out. The four beautiful figures wrapped around one of the black dragons. The black dragon's cold eyes revealed a hint of confusion.
However, the other two black dragons didn't stop at all and charged at the red smoke the middle-aged man had turned into.
A laugh echoed and the red smoke dissipated, revealing the middle-aged man. His eyes were like torches as he moved forward. He seemed to be transparent as he passed between the two black dragons and closed in on Wang Lin.
"Xu Mu, don't hide your cultivation. To be able to remain unscathed among so many Illusory Yin and Yang Nirvana Scryer cultivators, you must be a Nirvana Cleanser cultivator!"
Wang Lin's eyes lit up. He had suspected that there were no Nirvana Cleanser cultivators in the Slaughter Realm. However, his divine sense was still at the early stage of Nirvana Scryer, so he couldn't detect the existence of Nirvana Cleanser cultivators.
However, the moment he saw the middle-aged man, Wang Lin immediately felt an aura that was different from Nirvana Shatterer cultivators but far stronger than Nirvana Scryer cultivators!
"Nirvana Cleanser!!"
Wang Lin took a deep breath and his eyes were filled with battle intent. To be more accurate, this was the second time he had battled a Nirvana Cleanser cultivator. The first time was the Blood Ancestor, and the second time was the middle-aged man before him!
"This person's aura isn't as strong as the Blood Ancestor's. He should be at the early stage of Nirvana Cleanser!"
As the middle-aged man closed in, he waved his right hand. The nine swords trembled and hovered around the middle-aged man. It let out a sword hymn of submission.
"I'll use this person to see my true strength!" There was a flash of coldness in Wang Lin's eyes. He no longer retreated and his right hand clenched as he charged forward.
Although the middle-aged man looked calm, his heart was nervous. He couldn't see through the true strength of the person before him. On the surface, this Xu Mu was only an early stage Nirvana Scryer cultivator, which was like heaven and earth compared to him.
However, for some reason, the moment he saw Xu Mu, he felt his heart skip a beat. It was as if there was an extremely powerful aura hidden within Xu Mu's body, and even he was extremely wary of this aura.
"This person must be hiding his cultivation level!"
The middle-aged man didn't underestimate Wang Lin and treated Wang Lin as a cultivator of the same level. His eyes lit up and his right hand formed a seal. Countless specks of light appeared and gathered in his palm.
"Extracting origin energy from the world!"
Wang Lin's pupils shrank as he moved forward. Aside from comprehending laws, the spells of Nirvana Cleanser cultivators could extract origin energy from the world.
In truth, this was the strength of Nirvana Cleanser cultivators. They weren't afraid of wasting origin energy and could use it at any time.
The middle-aged man pointed forward and shouted, "Great Swamp Desolate Sand!"
The crystal light condensed from all directions in his hand flashed, but it turned into a large area of black sand. This was not ordinary sand, but the Hongze Wasteland that was filled with the world's origin energy and transformed by a magical ability.
Every grain of sand contained powerful origin energy. In addition, there were many formations inside, and wherever the sand went, there would be a great swamp.
As Wang Lin moved forward, his right hand formed a fist. The ancient god stars under his third eye rotated rapidly and fused with his arm as he mercilessly threw a punch!
There was a thunderous bang as Wang Lin's punch landed. The giant ancient god arm appeared like a giant's fist and swept forward.
The power of an ancient god against the origin energy of a Nirvana Cleanser cultivator!
The Great Swamp Sand covered the sky. As Wang Lin's ancient god fist closed in, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up and he laughed. "Great Swamp Illusion Spell, become real!"
The endless Great Swamp Sand instantly condensed. As Wang Lin's punch closed in, it unexpectedly condensed into a giant fist that looked exactly the same as Wang Lin's ancient god arm!
This was the middle-aged man's spell!
"The law I've comprehended is the law of illusion!"
The middle-aged man opened his hand and waved it. The giant arm formed by the Great Swamp Sand collided with Wang Lin's punch.
Thunderous rumbles echoed like crazy in the Slaughter Realm and set off a storm. Some of the cultivators that couldn't dodge in time were caught by the storm and were dragged into it. They let out miserable screams and turned into a mist of blood that became part of the storm.
In the center of the storm, the middle-aged man's sand arm collapsed with a bang, turning into a large expanse of sand that tumbled back.
Wang Lin's body also trembled and his right arm instantly went numb. A moment later, he felt bursts of pain and his body was pushed back by the powerful impact.
"This is a Nirvana Cleanser cultivator!" There was a flash of coldness in Wang Lin's eyes.
The middle-aged man was even more certain that this Xu Mu was hiding his cultivation. Otherwise, if he was a real Nirvana Scryer cultivator, there was no way he could resist this illusion.
The middle-aged man waved his hand and the origin energy inside his body surged out. The sand before him immediately condensed into a giant sand crane. It let out an earth-shattering cry as it flapped its wings and charged at the retreating Wang Lin.
Just at this moment, there was a flash of white light in the distance and a green-robed old man appeared. He licked his lips and his eyes lit up as he charged forward.
"The Old Man gave up the chance to recruit the Alliance because he didn't want to cause trouble. He hid for so long, and if not for the fact that he was worried about Shimizu, he wouldn't have appeared. He would have found a chance to escape this calamity. However, now that Master Empty Fantasy is fighting with Xu Mu, it gives me, Master Devil God, a chance to make a contribution!"
The old man moved very quickly and charged at Wang Lin. As Wang Lin retreated, the old man's eyes revealed a ferocious gaze. His hands formed a seal and two balls of green fire condensed in his palms.
This old man had cultivated for his entire life and was extremely cautious. He would never do anything he wasn't confident in. Even in the Slaughter Realm, he was the same.
Back on the cultivation planet he belonged to, he was extremely cautious. He had spent thousands of years slaughtering countless cultivators and stealing many pills and treasures. Even when he left, no one knew he had done it.
In the Slaughter Domain, he had been cautious to the limit. The timing he chose now could be said to be the best!
In an instant, the old man was very close to Wang Lin!
He wasn't afraid of being detected by Wang Lin. As he moved forward, his origin energy spread out, causing the surrounding origin energy to distort.
"I want to see how you will use Spatial Bending!"
There was a flash of killing intent in Master Devil God's eyes. He was like an arrow released from the bow as he let out a roar and waved his hand.
However, just at this moment, a shocking change occurred!
The purple mist in the sky churned, and a miserable groan came from within. Seven purple figures fell from the sky, straight to the ground below. These seven purple figures collapsed one by one, and in the end, only one was left!