Kryptonian fate deduction, invincibility starts from killing monsters

“The younger generation is quite bold.”

He Xian chuckled and slowly descended from the sky.

“Perfected Treasure Fluid Realm cultivation, hailing from the Demon Suppression Division, that is indeed something to be proud of.”

“Those two commanders, they died at your hands, didn't they?”

The moment He Xian saw Shen Lin, he guessed why the two Treasure Fluid Realm commanders were no match.

Martial artists from the Demon Suppression Division naturally possess many secret techniques and treasures.

Adding to that, this person before him has a Perfected Treasure Fluid Realm cultivation.

His subordinates, those wastes who spent several hundred years barely breaking through to the Treasure Fluid Realm, were naturally no match for him.

It's good that he's not a Demon Suppression Division Centurion.

He Xian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, looking at Shen Lin with a smile:

“Easily killing the Treasure Fluid Realm commanders under me, and even resolving this Wu Qianzu with a single strike. You're not bad!”

“But…”

“You don't think I, an Aperture Realm cultivator, am the same as that Wu Qianzu, do you?”

As soon as his voice fell, He Xian's body didn't move, but the aura on his body suddenly soared.

Unlike the eerie and terrifying demonic aura of other demons, the aura erupting from his body carried a hint of ethereal and distant meaning.

It was as if standing in front of Shen Lin was not an Aperture Realm demon, but a Taoist priest in a Taoist robe, a highly respected expert with a divine aura.

He Xian, who came from the Dao Xuan Sect, also cultivated orthodox Taoist techniques, and simply didn't regard Aperture Realm cultivators like Wu Qianzu in his eyes.

In his opinion, Wu Qianzu, who achieved the 36-aperture Aperture Realm with the lowest level of techniques, was just a waste.

During the Innate Realm, the combat strength between martial artists already had a large difference depending on the number of meridians opened in the body.

And this gap was even more obvious in the Aperture Realm.

He Xian, with 72 apertures, had twice the total amount of spiritual energy in his body compared to Wu Qianzu.

And the gap in combat strength was far more than that.

Because with sufficient spiritual energy, the martial arts He Xian could display were far more powerful than Wu Qianzu's.

In the previous battle, Cui Tiancai and the others used many methods.

But Wu Qianzu only relied on his powerful body and demonic power to attack, without using any martial arts.

Apart from the fact that he had a poor background and didn't learn powerful martial arts, another point was that with his 36-aperture Aperture Realm's total amount of demonic power, he simply couldn't use Aperture Realm methods.

Not only could he not fly for long, but even the protective spiritual armor was only fleeting and couldn't be maintained for long.

But Aperture Realm cultivators like He Xian, who had opened 72 apertures, were completely different.

The number of apertures not only increased the total amount of spiritual energy that could be accommodated but also increased the speed of spiritual energy recovery.

He Xian could completely float in the air all the time.

Moreover, he could maintain his protective spiritual armor throughout the battle.

Therefore, facing Shen Lin, a Demon Suppression Division member with a Perfected Treasure Fluid Realm cultivation, he had no fear at all.

This is good!

Shen Lin slowly drew out the Cirrus Cloud Saber, feeling emotional in his heart.

If the other party ran away upon meeting him, flying away directly, he would really have to spend some effort to catch up.

Of course, He Xian wouldn't run.

On the contrary, now he was even more afraid of Shen Lin escaping.

If Shen Lin was allowed to escape, the one coming to him for trouble later would be the Demon Suppression Division's Centurion.

Not only Shen Lin, but even those Innate Realm martial artists who had just left couldn't be allowed to escape.

However, those people had weak cultivations and couldn't run too far for the time being.

Now, let's solve this Demon Suppression Division genius in front of him first.

While thinking, He Xian made a move, and a horsetail whisk appeared out of thin air in his hand.

He looked calm and gently waved the horsetail whisk at Shen Lin, softly saying:

“Clear Wind!”

As he said these words, the fine hairs on the horsetail whisk suddenly disappeared.

In the air, invisible transparent ripples flew forward.

Swish!

With a muffled sound, cracks suddenly appeared on the ground where it flew over, crisscrossing each other.

The attack was invisible, like the elusive clear wind.

But Shen Lin sensed the other party's attack almost the moment they made a move.

A look of surprise appeared in his eyes, and he stood still.

Seeing this scene, He Xian thought that Shen Lin was directly frightened and didn't dare to move, and a look of smugness suddenly appeared on his face.

This move was a martial art of the Dao Xuan Sect.

Although it was only a Xuan-level martial art that even outer disciples could learn, it was powerful when driven by his Aperture Realm strength.

Uninformed enemies wouldn't even be able to figure out the source of the attack and would be cut to pieces by the clear wind.

It seemed that although the young man in front of him came from the Demon Suppression Division, he was ultimately too young and had little experience in fighting.

He actually stood there foolishly, it was really…

Crack!

The next moment, a flash of lightning made the smile on He Xian's face freeze.

Shen Lin swung his saber, and violent lightning directly struck the ground in front.

The resulting aftermath directly dispersed the invisible clear wind ripples.

Shen Lin pointed the Cirrus Cloud Saber diagonally, with a hint of doubt on his face.

“You… how are you so weak?”

This was really not Shen Lin using any psychological warfare.

But in his feeling, the demon of the Aperture Realm in front of him was far weaker than the previous Qingqiu Wuhong, whether in terms of aura or attack intensity.

That Qingqiu Wuhong had temporarily broken through to the Aperture Realm with the help of a secret technique, but it had caused Shen Lin a lot of trouble.

Originally, he thought that the guy in front of him would be even more difficult to deal with than Qingqiu Wuhong.

Because at that time, Qingqiu Wuhong only temporarily possessed the strength of the Aperture Realm with the help of a secret technique.

The He Xian in front of him, however, was a genuine Aperture Realm cultivator.

But to Shen Lin's surprise, the person in front of him seemed to be…

Pathetically weak.

Shen Lin grew too fast and didn't know much about martial arts cultivation.

He only knew that the number of apertures in the Aperture Realm would seriously affect the combat strength of the Aperture Realm, but he didn't know how big the gap was.

Like the previous Qingqiu Wuhong, although he only obtained the strength of the Aperture Realm with the help of a secret technique.

But what he got was the strength of the Aperture Realm with 108 apertures opened.

Although the Youzhou branch of the Qingqiu clan didn't have heavenly-level techniques, they still had earth-level cultivation methods.

Therefore, if Qingqiu Wuhong broke through, it would definitely be the Aperture Realm with 108 apertures.

Therefore, it could be said that the gap between Qingqiu Wuhong and He Xian was even greater than the gap between He Xian and Wu Qianzu.

And Shen Lin had killed Qingqiu Wuhong.

Didn't He Xian appear very weak in front of him?

But He Xian didn't know this.

In his opinion, Shen Lin's words were deliberately provoking him.

“Arrogant junior!”

He roared angrily, making hand seals and began drawing talismans out of thin air.

“Crimson Fire Talisman!”

The talisman formed, and he pushed it forward.

The illusory talisman directly turned into a ball of crimson fire, rushing towards Shen Lin.

But the result was no different from before.

Shen Lin's casual saber, without even using martial arts, directly cut the fireball open.

Boom!

The dissipated fire-type spiritual energy exploded around.

Shen Lin stood in the center, helplessly shaking his head.

“Too weak!”