Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

"Hall Master, of the ten hall masters in our branch, seven were blown to death, and the other three are severely injured. The disciples have suffered heavy losses, with only over twenty still alive." A Ghost Realm disciple reported with a mournful face.

"Hall Master, what should we do? Maybe we should retreat for now and wait for reinforcements before rounding them up," a branch hall master suggested cautiously.

"Slap!" A loud slap landed on that person's face.

"Retreat? By the time our people arrive, those two bastards would have long fled. Go after them! I must tear those little brats to shreds." Gui Wei roared angrily.

Just then, a Ghost Realm martial artist responsible for surveillance suddenly said, "Hall Master, those two guys are nearby, and it seems they're headed our way."

"What?" Gui Wei's expression changed instantly, a hint of ferocity flashing in his eyes.

"These two are bold enough to come here on their own. Since they're courting death, I'll grant it to them."

At this moment, a light laugh came from the tree branches: "Do you like my fireworks?"

Gui Wei looked at the figure on the tree with murderous intent in his eyes: "Kid, I didn't expect you'd dare to come back."

Lin Chen smiled faintly, "Why wouldn't I come back? Our business is not over yet."

Gui Wei's mouth twitched. He couldn't believe he had been played by Lin Chen. This time, most of the elites in his hall were dead, his life's work reduced to nothing.

Gui Wei's face twisted with a sinister expression: "Kid, your methods are ruthless. Since you've walked into the trap, I'll capture you and let ten thousand ghosts devour you alive."

Lin Chen laughed, "You can't blame me for that. You pushed too hard. As for being better off dead? I don't think so, so how about you die first."

"Hmph, you're done for, kid; you'll regret choosing to provoke the Ghost Realm today." Gui Wei's eyes flickered with a sinister light, dark energy spreading from his body.

"Oh, is that so? Unfortunately for you, I'm not planning on leaving any survivors today. Everyone you brought here will die." Lin Chen smiled lightly.

"What?" Gui Wei's expression changed suddenly.

He then noticed that Long Qianqian was not beside Lin Chen.

At that moment, his gaze fell on the surveillance screen.

He saw the red dots representing Ghost Realm disciples outside disappearing one by one.

"Bastard!"

It was now that he realized Long Qianqian was outside harvesting their men.

These two had set up a trap from the beginning, aiming to wipe them out completely.

"Kid, you think you can kill us all? You're not qualified yet." Gui Wei said coldly.

"Is that so? Whether or not I'm qualified isn't for you to decide." Lin Chen's face was full of killing intent.

"Kill!" Gui Wei shouted coldly.

The Ghost Realm experts behind him lunged at Lin Chen like hungry wolves.

Lin Chen's gaze turned cold, a seven-colored fire lotus slowly gathering in his hand, then hurled fiercely at the approaching Ghost Realm disciples.

The disciples had no time to resist and were engulfed by the suddenly scattered fire light.

The power of the flames that sprayed out when the fire lotus exploded was terrifying.

Contact with the body meant the opponent's will would be obliterated.

In the blink of an eye, another dozen Ghost Realm disciples were blasted away.

The next second, Lin Chen charged at the Ghost Realm disciples, wielding the Tianyan Ancient Sword.

The sword in his hand flashed with seven-color light, and like a god of slaughter, with each swing, he continuously claimed the lives of the Ghost Realm disciples.

In the blink of an eye, the ground was already littered with the bodies of Ghost Realm disciples.

All along Lin Chen's path stood a field of wailing voices.

The Tianyan Ancient Sword in his hand killed upon contact, striking dead anyone it touched.

Boom! Boom!

Lin Chen, wielding the Tianyan Ancient Sword, directly killed three high-level Immortal Kings before turning his mischievous gaze to the ashen-faced Gui Wei.

Lin Chen said lightly, "Your men are all dead. Now it's your turn."

Seeing his men defeated in such a short time, Gui Wei's face darkened slightly as well.

"Kid, I didn't expect I underestimated you. You turned out to be a god-realm expert." To easily kill Immortal King-level elites, Lin Chen's strength was finally recognized by Gui Wei.

Lin Chen smiled faintly, "Now that you know, isn't it a bit too late? I'm sending you to join them."

"Hmph, I'm also a divine realm expert, and you think you can kill me?" Gui Wei roared, opening his mouth wide.

Raging black energy spewed out from his mouth, ultimately forming a giant ghost face behind him.

The ghost face appeared ferocious, unbelievably terrifying.

Gui Wei's face displayed a cold grin, "Kid, having killed so many of our Ghost Realm, I must thank you!"

As his words fell, the ghost face behind him opened a wide bloody mouth, absorbing the souls of the Ghost Realm disciples killed by Lin Chen.

Instantly, Gui Wei became enveloped in a blood-red aura, his momentum growing stronger.

Killing intent surged on his face as he gazed venomously at Lin Chen.

"Kid, I'll let these ghostly souls tear your body apart bit by bit, letting you taste the pain of ten thousand ghosts devouring your body."

Boosting strength by absorbing the souls of companions, this sect was indeed bizarre.

At this moment, Gui Wei's presence reached an extreme.

His face twisted with a fierce grin, "Kid, hand over your life."

Upon Gui Wei's angry shout, his body merged with the ghost face, finally transforming into a mass of blood mist charging at Lin Chen.

"So fast!"

Gui Wei's fist enlarged before Lin Chen's eyes, a frightfully sinister ghost face lunged at him.

Lin Chen's expression shifted slightly, placing the Tianyan Ancient Sword in front of him for defense.

"Boom!"

Gui Wei's frenzied punch slammed heavily onto Lin Chen, a ferocious force rapidly spreading out.

Although the Tianyan Ancient Sword in Lin Chen's hand deflected much of the opponent's attack, his body was still forced back over ten steps.

Seeing that his vicious blow didn't harm Lin Chen, Gui Wei's expression changed instantly.

Lin Chen's lips curled into a subtle smile.

Gui Wei's strength was also at the early divine realm, but facing an opponent of the same level, Lin Chen feared no one.

"Is this all you have? Relying on such dark arts, you think you can kill me? You're not qualified."

As his words fell, Lin Chen stepped forward, the Tianyan Ancient Sword in his hand tracing a seven-color sword shadow, rushing directly at Gui Wei.

As Lin Chen swung the sword towards him, Gui Wei's face also displayed seriousness.

The ghost shadow promptly condensed, transforming into a grim and sinister blood-red scythe.

Black energy coiled around his wrist, Gui Wei swung the scythe, engaging Lin Chen in battle.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The blood-red scythe and the Tianyan Ancient Sword clashed repeatedly in the air.

The two figures entangled, swirling like twin tornadoes.

What shocked Gui Wei was that he found himself suppressed by Lin Chen in their head-to-head clash.

"Damn it, how can this kid be so strong!"