Overriding the Heaven

A profound light surfaced in Lin Miaoran's eyes.    

On her face, there was no longer the loss she felt when her autumn water sword was abandoned. She no longer had the panic of not being able to kill the corpse general after using all her strength in one blow.    

At this moment, her hair was as black as ink, and her clothes were whiter than snow. Her impeccable appearance was like the melting of ice and snow, blossoming with a thousand flowers.    

His body even carried a holy and holy supreme divine might that was as bright as the moon.    

Lin Miaoran couldn't say why, but at this moment, in her heart, she had an unprecedented feeling.    

It was as if something, after accumulating for a long time, was finally about to break out of its cocoon.    

She didn't want to intentionally cause herself to use any sort of magical technique, any kind of technique.    

Everything had changed according to his will at this moment.    

Immediately, the light around her became even brighter!    

This glow couldn't be described with the simplest moonlight.    

It was more powerful and holy than the moonlight.    

At this moment, white flames started to burn within the wounds of the corpse general that was charging over.    

This flame made it feel extreme pain. Its body twisted and it let out waves of painful roars.    

"Shadow Slaying Immortal Palm!"    

In a split-second, a beam of light that was green yet not green and white yet not white spread out. It was full of glorious splendor, as magnificent as a palace in the sky, pushing in layer after layer.    

Sounds came from the surrounding space.    

At first, it sounded like a jade plate filled with beads, but as the light continued to move forward, the sound became louder and louder.    

This was not a cultivation technique Lin Miaoran had learned in the Profound Moon Sect.    

This was the innate skill comprehended after the Pure Jade Body had reached a certain level!    

Just like how Jiang Panmeng's Raging Flame Phoenix Physique could awaken the innate skill, Explosive Flame Phoenix Blood Refinement Art.    

The level of his Earth Origin Stage, his battle with the corpse general, his farewell with the autumn water sword, the needs of his comrades behind him, and his decisiveness in betting everything made Lin Miaoran awaken his innate skills at this moment.    

BOOM!    

The light looked gentle, but when it crashed down, it was like a waterfall falling from the sky.    

The corpse general was sucked in, and in an instant, it was crushed into fine powder.    

The chains that were binding Lin Miaoran, didn't even make the slightest sound, and directly disappeared without a trace.    

The green light swept in all directions.    

With Lin Miaoran as the center, in an area of three hundred meters, a sheet of white ground suddenly appeared.    

The blood, limbs, rocks, dust, and even the stench that permeated the air had all disappeared.    

If he'd chosen the cleanest place in the entire kingdom at this moment, then he'd be able to have a spot within a thousand feet.    

Lin Miaoran returned to the ground.    

A look of indifference appeared in her eyes.    

The spiritual qi, which had almost been completely used up due to him using all his strength, was once again filled up.    

At this moment, it gave her an unending feeling.    

"Wonderful!"    

At this time, Jiang Panmeng's figure, like a ray of fiery light, rushed out from within the group of corpse tide, and landed near Lin Miaoran.    

The two of them looked at each other.    

One of them was covered in sweat, and his hair was stuck to his forehead.    

One of them had just achieved a breakthrough. Although there was some dust on his face, at this moment, his eyes were even brighter.    

The two of them looked at each other and nodded, then walked towards the direction of Shen Qing and Jiang Panmeng.    

The place where Shen Qing and Su Jianyuan were trapped was about two to three kilometers away from the two of them.    

At this moment, Lin Miaoran was at her peak and was opening up a path in front of her.    

He struck out with his palm. Regardless of what was in front of him, it shattered into pieces.    

With an irresistible force, Lin Miaoran and Lin Miaoran quickly cut a bloody path through the corpse tide and arrived in front of Shen Qing and Su Jianyuan.    

When they saw the two of them, Shen Qing and Su Jianyuan's area of movement had already been reduced to a few feet by the corpse tide.    

Su Jianyuan's entire body was covered in blood, it would not be excessive to call him a blood man.    

There was a bone deep wound on his chest. He had fainted a long time ago, and one of his arms was being held by Shen Qing.    

But even then, the remaining wind sword in Su Jianyuan's hands did not loosen its grip.    

Shen Qing's condition was slightly better than Su Jianyuan's.    

However, it was only slightly better.    

Shen Qing's clothes were tattered and tattered, but her ability to endure pain was far beyond ordinary people. When Lin Miaoran and Jiang Panmeng rushed over, her arm was still pierced with two zombie fangs.    

However, Shen Qing didn't even furrow her brows. She brandished her Soul-Sealing Spear and directly stabbed into the face of the incoming zombie.    

Then the gun turned.    

At the same time as the zombie's face was minced, the cadaveric nucleus in his brain was also pierced.    

"Let's go!" Lin Miaoran grabbed the unconscious Su Jianyuan, and together with Jiang Panmeng, they protected Shen Qing, retreating in the direction they came from.    

...    

Outside of corpse tide, there were already more than a thousand cultivators gathered.    

More and more cultivators were rushing over from all directions.    

However, these cultivators seemed to have formed a tacit understanding with each other, no one went in to provide support, and no one took the initiative to save the cultivators trapped in the corpse tide.    

Using the walls and buildings as a barrier, they maintained a distance of more than five kilometers from the place where the corpse tide had erupted.    

They waited silently, waiting for an expected result to appear within the corpse tide.    

These thousand plus cultivators, including the ones who were rushing over, were not in their own formations.    

These people were divided into twenty to thirty factions according to the number of people.    

Amongst these powers, the ones with the largest number of people were close to seventy to eighty people, and the ones with the least number were around ten.    

There was some distance between them.    

This time, it was impossible for any sect or clan to come to Three Saint Mountain and have the ability to elect so many disciples.    

Even if it was the Shattered Star Pavilion s themselves, they had gathered these people because of Chu Yan.    

These cultivators were all short-term alliances formed after they entered the Blacksoul City.    

The more powerful or powerful members of the alliance, the more powerful they were, would naturally become the leaders of the alliance.    

Among these twenty to thirty alliances, the three most powerful ones occupied the best positions – a city tower facing the stairs.    

Almost two hundred cultivators were gathered on top of the city gate tower.    

On the other hand, there were only slightly more than ten people on the highest point of the city gate tower.    

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that these dozen or so cultivators were the strongest of all the thousand or so cultivators who had gathered here.    

Of the more than ten, three were the current leaders of the three alliances.    

One of them had long hair that draped over his shoulders. His face was slightly sallow compared to a normal person's, but his entire body exuded a shocking aura.    

If a normal cultivator stood by his side for even a little longer, they would feel suppressed and uncomfortable.    

The other one was wearing a yellow robe and was mumbling something, but no one knew what he was saying.    

The other one had a full beard and had bright eyes, as if he knew all the changes in the situation.    

After a while, the yellow robed cultivator cast a sidelong glance at the two people beside him and said with a smile that was not a smile: "Jiang Huaiwu, Wang Lei, what are you still waiting for? If this continues, I'm afraid I won't even have the chance to climb the stairs. "