Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

In the void, streams of Sword Qi formed four ancient and powerful characters.

"Heavenly Source Ancient Sword!"

Holding the Heavenly Source Ancient Sword in his hand, Lin Chen felt the five energies within him rapidly converging, like a surging torrent pouring into the ancient sword.

If earlier, Lin Chen felt somewhat lacking in confidence about facing Wu Ming, now he felt no fear at all.

"You bastard, you dare to swallow the Heavenly Source Crystal, then I'll kill you and take the crystal out of your body."

Wu Ming looked at the Heavenly Source Ancient Sword in Lin Chen's hand, a trace of ferocity in his eyes.

Originally, he thought his victory was assured, but he didn't expect this guy to be so cunning, playing him like a fiddle. Now even the Heavenly Source Crystal had been absorbed by Lin Chen—this was something he couldn't possibly accept.

Clenching his teeth, Wu Ming once again summoned his crescent moon scimitar, channeling all of his Spiritual Energy into the blade.

"Kid, die!"

Wu Ming bellowed, unleashing the crescent moon scimitar in his hand.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

Accompanied by the sound of wind breaking, the crescent moon scimitar spun wildly, slicing toward Lin Chen's throat.

Even more terrifying, this crescent moon scimitar, like a tornado, expanded its range with the scimitar at its core.

Under this momentum, even a True God Realm expert would not dare to forcibly take this attack.

However, unexpectedly, Lin Chen did not retreat but advanced instead, brandishing the Heavenly Source Ancient Sword in his hand and taking a bold step forward. Facing the swirling vortex of the scimitar, he slashed downward with the ancient sword.

"Boom!"

As the sword and scimitar collided, an energy storm erupted from the center of the two.

Crack!

The tornado of blades was unexpectedly dispelled by a single sword from Lin Chen, and the crescent moon scimitar was sent flying backward, heavily embedding itself into the wall behind.

Wu Ming's eyes flashed with coldness, nodding his head: "Good, very good, kid, I didn't expect your power to be this formidable."

Then, an icy presence instantly emanated from Wu Ming's body: "Kid, you're quite arrogant, aren't you? Now let me show you the might of the Qi Huang Inner Strength."

As he spoke, a massive vortex appeared in Wu Ming's palm, and the surrounding Spiritual Energy quickly converged into it.

Upon seeing this, Lin Chen's gaze tightened.

Lin Chen sensed Wu Ming's momentum was rapidly ascending.

"Damn it, is this the strength of Qi Huang Inner Strength?" Lin Chen slightly furrowed his brows.

He never imagined Qi Huang Inner Strength to be so powerful; in just a few minutes, Wu Ming's aura had already reached the pinnacle of the True God Realm.

"I can't let him keep absorbing Spiritual Energy indefinitely." Lin Chen gritted his teeth, preparing to make a move.

But just then, a series of explosions echoed from nearby.

The ancient tomb began to shake violently.

Wu Ming's expression changed slightly, wondering what Old Eight was up to!

Just then, Eighth Duke burst forth from the passage, looking terrified, followed closely by Geng Hao and Sixth Duke.

All three had alarming expressions and were moving at their utmost speed.

"Fifth Brother, run! There are monsters chasing us!" Eighth Duke shouted at Wu Ming.

Lin Chen and Wu Ming looked toward the depths of the passage, seeing over a dozen formidable presences rushing toward them.

"What are those things?" Wu Ming asked.

Eighth Duke chuckled wryly: "It's Corpse Fiends, over a dozen True God Realm pinnacle Corpse Fiends!"

"What?" Hearing Eighth Duke's words, both Wu Ming and Lin Chen's faces changed.

Rumbling!

With massive explosions, the passage was destroyed by Eighth Duke's explosives.

However, the rumbling continued to echo from the ground, as over a dozen figures burst from the shattered rubble, rushing directly toward them.

Facing over a dozen True God Realm pinnacle experts, even destroying the Earth would be incredibly easy, and they were far beyond what a few individuals could resist.

"Run!"

Lin Chen shouted to Zhang Yu and Geng Hao, charging toward the exit of the tomb.

The bald giant and his three martial artist subordinates, having just been hit by Lin Chen and Zhang Yu, were now slightly slower, allowing the Corpse Fiends to catch up.

They watched as attacks landed on the four, reducing them to ashes in an instant.

A group of six sped toward the exit of the tomb, closely pursued by over a dozen Corpse Fiends.

Along the way, Eighth Duke continuously used explosions to hinder their pursuers.

Geng Hao and Sixth Duke also deployed their robots to stop the Corpse Fiends.

Yet, these entities seemed unaffected by the explosions, while Geng Hao and Sixth Duke's robots crumbled under Corpse Fiend assaults almost instantly.

Watching Wu Ming and Sixth Duke pass through the stone gate, Eighth Duke's eyes flashed coldly.

With a thought, the explosives he had placed on the stone walls suddenly detonated.

"Boom!"

Massive stones blocked Lin Chen and the others inside the tunnel.

Standing before the enormous stone block, Lin Chen and his companions' faces turned grim.

"That bastard!" Zhang Yu cursed at the thick stone barrier.

The entrance was sealed; with no escape route, and the pursuing Corpse Fiends behind them.

"I never thought the three of us brothers would die here." Geng Hao laughed bitterly.

Lin Chen furrowed his brow, then suddenly said, "You two retreat to the third passage; there's an underground lake there, which leads outside."

"But what about you?" Zhang Yu asked anxiously.

Lin Chen gave a faint smile: "I'll cover for you, otherwise none of us will make it."

"No, I disagree, we'll die together." Zhang Yu said firmly.

"Right, I'm not leaving. Abandoning friends is not my style as Geng Hao."

"You two fools, as long as you escape, I still have a chance to get out; otherwise, we'll all die here." Seeing the Corpse Fiends drawing closer, Lin Chen urgently shouted at the pair.

Zhang Yu and Geng Hao exchanged a look, gritted their teeth, and ran in the direction Lin Chen indicated.

After just a few steps, Zhang Yu suddenly halted: "Brother Chen, you must come back; if you truly can't, I'll take care of your wives."

"Get lost! I'm not dying." Lin Chen kicked Zhang Yu's backside.

Zhang Yu and Geng Hao quickly vanished into the passage's end.

Turning around, Lin Chen saw that the Corpse Fiends were now less than a hundred meters away.

The overwhelming pressure from over a dozen True God Realm experts descended like a mountain.

"High-grade True God Realm experts? I want to see just how strong you are."

Lin Chen's gaze sharpened, his body flickering as he charged toward the Corpse Fiends.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Chen collided with the Corpse Fiends.

Battle intent surged in Lin Chen's eyes, he fiercely threw a punch, colliding heavily with the foremost Corpse Fiend.

At that moment, Lin Chen felt a massive influx of Inner Strength.

Simultaneously, the others' attacks rained down on Lin Chen like falling drops.

In an instant, Lin Chen felt enveloped by the aura of death!