Kryptonian fate deduction, invincibility starts from killing monsters

"Hahaha, Old Jin, serves you right for always being late. You're finally suffering the consequences."

"Indeed, indeed! Who told him to be so stingy, not even bringing back the Millennium Ice Marrow Wine, afraid we'd snatch it."

"Hey, hey, hey, Old Jin, why are you glaring at us? It wasn't us who touched your precious wine. Find the source of the trouble and go argue with that human."

For a moment, the tavern was filled with laughter.

Those who had arrived earlier looked at Old Jin with eyes full of mockery.

Provoked like this, Old Jin's face was extremely unsightly.

However, after taking a few deep breaths, he calmed down and looked at Shen Lin with a sinister gaze, saying softly, "Forget it, forget it, that wine must be finished once opened, otherwise it's a waste."

"Today, I'll treat everyone to a taste."

"However, just having fine wine isn't enough. Don't you think we're missing some snacks to go with it?"

After he finished speaking, the crowd present immediately held their breath, and the laughter stopped.

Everyone slowly turned their heads, looking at Shen Lin with gloomy eyes.

They communicated with each other in that strangely accented language.

Although Shen Lin didn't understand, he could still understand the malicious intent in their eyes.

However, facing such a strange scene, Shen Lin's expression didn't change at all, and he continued to quietly savor the fine wine.

Old Jin walked forward a few steps, leaning on the counter in front of Shen Lin, and said in a language that Shen Lin could understand:

"Are you new here? Didn't that old thing explain the rules of the city to you clearly?"

At this moment, Shen Lin finally raised his head and looked at him directly.

"What rules are there in the city?"

Old Jin casually waved his hand and said, "What's the point of asking that? You won't need them in the future anyway."

As he spoke, the people who had just asked Shen Lin for wine to drink stood up one after another, quietly surrounding him.

"Old Jin, this kid is quite strong. Should we help you hold him down so you can dismantle him for dishes?"

"Hey, a Mixed Origin Realm cultivator. In the past, everyone in this room would have to kneel and call him senior. But now..."

"Now, you should all kneel and call me daddy."

As the last sentence fell, everyone stopped in their tracks.

Each of them looked at Shen Lin with a face full of horror.

The language they were using to communicate now was the language they had learned after being transformed into their current state.

Why could this human speak so fluently?

"You..."

Old Jin's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously straightened his body, looking at Shen Lin in disbelief.

Compared to the reactions of the others, Shen Lin seemed very calm.

Taking a light sip of the fine wine in his bowl, he chuckled and said, "It seems there are quite a few secrets in this city. To be able to transform you into Nether Spirits, does that mean the master here is a pure-blooded Nether Spirit?"

The Nether Spirits were a very powerful race in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

They occupied the Nether Heaven, one of the Nine Heavens, and every member of the race was an incorporeal Nether Spirit.

Among them, the pure-blooded Nether Spirits could transform other races into their own kind.

Shen Lin had already confirmed the other party's identity when he saw the first burly man walk in.

Suddenly, he was overjoyed.

According to the records on the Tai Xuan Heavenly Tablet, the Nether Spirits had extremely long lifespans, and the pure-blooded Nether Spirits could live ten times longer than cultivators of the same realm.

When he killed Hao Xi before, Shen Lin had already confirmed that other races besides the demon race could also provide lifespan.

Then this place was a treasure land for him!

"You!!! What is your background? How do you know about our Nether Spirits???"

The cruel smile on Old Jin's face had disappeared, and now he was extremely terrified.

Their city lord, that supreme "god", had once told them.

The Nether Spirits were the pinnacle race of the Upper Realm, and the lowly beings raised on this continent could not know about them.

They were fortunate enough to be transformed into Nether Spirits, and they had been favored by the heavens.

But now, this human in front of them recognized their origins at a glance.

Furthermore, he could even understand and speak their Nether Spirit language.

Could it be that this guy also came from the Upper Realm?

Just as Old Jin was panicking, the man dressed as a hunter who had come first among the others behind him suddenly said in a deep voice, "Old Jin! Don't panic! So what if this guy knows our identity?"

"We are now Nether Spirits!"

As he spoke, his whole body changed.

That burly body twisted, and the leather clothes on his body and the strong flesh all dissipated into the air.

In place, only a gray figure was left, twisting constantly.

Seeing this scene, Old Jin finally came back to his senses, and the panic in his heart disappeared instantly.

That's right!

So what if this guy knows their origins?

In the next moment, everyone else present turned into Nether Spirit states, floating in mid-air, with pairs of red glowing eyes, like clusters of ghost fire, making people feel cold.

The reason why the Nether Spirits could become one of the great clans of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and even occupy a world on their own, was because of their characteristics.

They could freely switch between tangible and intangible forms.

After becoming ethereal, even the weakest Nether Spirit could ignore most martial and spiritual attacks.

Only those above the Dharma Aspect Realm, who had some understanding of the mysteries of the divine soul, could barely hurt them.

And the Shen Lin in front of them was just a Mixed Origin Realm human.

They wouldn't have any way to deal with them.

But just as Old Jin was full of confidence, floating towards Shen Lin, preparing to directly affect his divine soul.

Shen Lin put down the wine bowl, dipped his right hand's ten fingers in the wine, and then drew a crooked symbol in the palm of his left hand.

"I remember, it seems to be like this..."

Comparing it with the content recorded in the Tai Xuan Heavenly Tablet in his memory, Shen Lin nodded in satisfaction, raised his left hand, and grabbed Old Jin.

"It's useless! You think we in the Nether Spirit state..."

Old Jin turned a blind eye and didn't even dodge.

But in the next moment, with a snap.

Shen Lin's left hand happened to fall on his forehead, and he directly grabbed his illusory gray figure.

"Huh???"

Old Jin stared blankly at this scene, his thoughts frozen.

The others were the same, looking at the scene in front of them, completely unable to believe everything they saw.

Since becoming Nether Spirits, they had tried this body.

Although the time they could come out to have fun was not much each time, it was enough for some of them to run to find some monsters or something to try.

Logically speaking, living things should not be able to touch them.

But now, why...

Just as they were wondering, Shen Lin's left hand suddenly filled with a flame spiritual power.

"Pure Yang Spirit Flame, sweeping away evil souls!"

As he whispered a string of incantations, ending with these two sentences.

The flame on his hand suddenly soared, instantly covering Old Jin's whole body.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah!!!"

Suddenly, Old Jin screamed in pain, as if he had suffered some inhuman torture.

The screams only lasted for less than two breaths before they stopped abruptly.

The flames dissipated, and a pile of ashes fell to the ground, forming a small pile.

[Killed a Nether Spirit (Mixed Blood), Treasure Liquid Realm Completion, lifespan of five thousand years, remaining lifespan of one thousand three hundred years, absorbed.]