Chapter 2592 - Unstoppable Force

From the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb, Tianming watched the gray figure of Lin Xiaodao appear on the black dragon head. Carrying a green gourd on his back, he faced the waves of fire and looked incredibly dashing!

The Gladean Ruins rushed into the sea of fire, causing splashes of fire as it pursued. It was faster than the man in the blood cocoon. Moreover, the opponent had no astralship; even if he escaped into the stars, there was no escape!

Tianming noticed that within Lin Xiaodao's Xiao Nu Gourd, colorful light was shimmering and the gourd was shaking with occasional screams of agony coming from inside. "If my guess is right, the third boss was probably sucked into Old Lin's gourd!" He greatly envied that strength. Of course, amongst their trio, Lin Xiaodao was over two thousand years old, which was more than ten times older than the other two combined. Having that level of ability was reasonable. Tianming and Wudi would be hard-pressed to assist Lin Xiaodao without having received significant benefits themselves.

The battle between the mighty was underway!

Although Tianming followed along, he didn't dare to get too close. Currently, there was a breach in the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb and Moran might not be able to hold him back if the enemy managed to infiltrate the ship.

Lin Xiaodao dashed out, riding his green gourd into the sea of fire. The flames ahead resembled an abyss of hell, shrouded in blood mist, which was the location of the man in the blood cocoon.

"The bloodprison devil race? There shouldn't be such a race in the Infinitum Mundus. They’re probably a top-tier specter race from another mundus!" Tianming was guessing based on the opponent's aura.

Lin Xiaodao caught up with the enemy. "Xiao Nu Gourd!"

Tianming saw a green giant gourd emerge from the depths of the fire sea. It swallowed the raging flames like a behemoth throwing the sea of fire into chaos.

Suddenly, an angry roar erupted and a thousand-meter-tall monstrosity emerged from the depths of the sea. It was surrounded by thousands of flameyellow fiends, making it difficult for Tianming to see. He only knew that it looked like a devil with crimson scales, what appeared to be a pair of goat horns on its head, with eight arms and a pair of blood wings on its back. It was the second boss of the Star Hunters.

For a moment, Tianming caught a glimpse of its face. It was a ferocious face, with sharp, elongated eyes filled with at least eight hundred thousand blood-red stars! "Master said that in terms of combat power, this bloodprison devil would probably rank in the top thirty in the Infinitum Mundus, similar to Lin Jie and Uncle Changkong!"

Such a figure was terrifying, but he had unfortunately encountered Lin Xiaodao, the eighth on the reges mundi ranking. Moreover, the flameyellow fiends completely blocked his escape route and they were faster at attacking him than Lin Xiaodao!

His thousand-meter-tall body was his true form, as a specter. After becoming gods, their bodies—which were comparable to lifebound beasts and wildbeasts—experienced a substantial growth spurt. Their usual appearance was a compressed form, similar to Ying Huo, but their true bodies had even stronger physical combat abilities. The individual combat power of specters was well-known. However, the Swordgod Lin Clan was also unparalleled in their single-unit combat power!

"Although both are giants, it seems that there’s still a difference in essence between the true forms of specters and the likes of Huang Qi.” That was Tianming's speculation.

The furious firestorm ahead generated a terrifying storm that flung even the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb around. "The bloodprison devil was already weaker, and Old Lin has the assistance of thousands of flameyellow fiends.” As Tianming had expected, after about half an hour of fighting, there was a disturbance and many flameyellow fiends were released to kill the other escaped astral gods. As for gods, as soon as they left their ships, they were quickly burned to death by the sea of flames.

"Hohoho!" Lin Xiaodao's laughter rang out.

"How is it?" Tianming drove the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb over and looked at Lin Xiaodao, who was holding the Xiao Nu Gourd and preparing to return to Gladean Ruins.

"Not bad, quite a tough fight! This guy's skills are about on par with Lin Jie, but too bad he ran into me, and in this location, too. He's really unlucky!" Lin Xiaodao held up his gourd and continued with a smile, "He isn’t dead yet, I'm just keeping him for brewing. It's said that the bloodprison devils are excellent for nourishing yin and replenishing yang!"

"Aren't you single?" Tianming asked in astonishment.

"Yeah! I'm single? Damn!" Lin Xiaodao was stunned to realize this and he glared at Tianming. "Looks like you’re the one that’s going to benefit from this."

"No, I don't need it. I'm not as perverted as you," Tianming retorted, rolling his eyes. Of course, the idea of brewing a living person was just a joke from Lin Xiaodao. "Two bosses of the Star Hunters have been taken down!"

Apart from the Traceless, there were still five ether-class ships for Lin Xiaodao to destroy. Below, as the number of flameyellow fiends increased, the skypiercer-class ships began exploding one after another. They couldn't hold on and retreated, returning to the surface of the sun.

They thought they could temporarily survive by doing that, but in reality, they were letting up the pressure on the Flameyellow Guard Formation and allowing Wudi to free up his hands to kill their companions.

Some of them even thought of attacking the Sky Palace Formation. Unfortunately, without ether-class ships, breaking the formation was just a fantasy.

The battlefield was still in chaos, but with the destruction of the Lightsoul and Bloodprison, Tianming could say that the overall situation was almost set. Next, Lin Xiaodao took control of the Gladean Ruins and destroyed the opponent's ether-class astralships, leaving only the Traceless. The balance of victory and defeat tilted more and more heavily to one side.

More flameyellow fiends freed up their hands to deal with the surviving astral gods within the formation! The astral gods had been reluctant to come out and fight until their astralships were destroyed, clinging to a slim hope that they could escape. Once they came out, that hope was gone. If they’d chosen to fight alongside the astralships from the beginning, the astralships would have at least had a better chance of escaping.

However, the Star Hunters were quite selfish and lacked a sense of loyalty.

"By the time the ships are destroyed and you come out, it's already too late!"

In the lower battlefield, the number of skypiercer-class astralships plummeted from ten thousand to three thousand, the decline continuing. It wouldn't take long before all of them were destroyed and their crews slaughtered.

At that moment, the sinister twin dragon heads of Gladean Ruins broke through the sea of fire and appeared behind the Traceless. And in front of the Traceless, Wudi stood atop a coffin with his hands on his hips, his hair fluttering in the wind.