Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

The disciples of the demon clan, injured by Lin Chen's blazing flame, looked upon with cold eyes by Motian.

Motian stepped forward slowly, murderous intent flickering in his eyes.

"Kid, did you think you were the only one who reached the God Realm?"

As the words fell, suddenly, Motian's palm opened.

A giant eye appeared on his palm.

The eye suddenly opened, emitting a suction like a black hole.

At this moment, the three injured Demon Kings, Demon King Mo, Demon Origin King, and Demon Earth King, turned into black gas and were sucked into the eye on his palm.

Mo Ling's face changed upon seeing this scene.

"Damn, this bastard wants to turn all the demon clansmen into blood essence to enhance his power."

At this moment, Lin Chen noticed that the nearby demon clansmen were transforming into black blood mist, being sucked into Motian's palm.

Lin Chen knew he had to interrupt Motian's mad act, otherwise, if this guy absorbed all the demon clansmen, who knows how much his power would surge.

Moreover, Lin Chen had made a pact with Mo Ling to save the demon clan in times of trouble.

"You are utterly shameless, using the blood of your own clansmen to enhance your power."

Lin Chen's figure flashed, and a seven-colored light burst toward Motian.

Motian's face changed upon seeing the seven-colored light, and he hurriedly stopped absorbing the demon clan's blood essence, retreating backwards.

"Damn it, not enough yet." Motian was still unsatisfied with the violent energy within him.

Suddenly, his gaze fixed on the blood-red eye.

"Lin Chen, you forced me. Today, no matter what, I shall become the ruler of the three realms of immortals, demons, and humans!"

As the words fell, Motian suddenly gouged out one of his own eyes.

Seeing this, everyone's face changed.

Motian lifted the eye into the air, chanting in demon language.

Seeing this scene, Mo Ling's face turned even darker.

"This is bad, he's going to sacrifice himself to the demon eye for greater power."

Lin Chen's gaze focused, his body shot out like lightning, charging towards Motian.

Yet, suddenly a ripple formed in front of Motian, deflecting Lin Chen's attack.

And at this moment, wisps of black gas crazily surged into Motian's body from the demon eye.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Motian emitted a series of miserable screams.

Seeing this scene, everyone was aghast.

For they realized that Motian's body was like a writhing dough, exceptionally eerie and terrifying.

Lin Chen's face slightly altered too, for he could feel Motian's power skyrocketing.

In just a few minutes, Motian's power actually reached the God Realm.

However, despite the surge in power, Motian had turned into a monster with only one eye on his head.

Motian took a step forward, his cold gaze fixed on Lin Chen, the blood-red eye swirling with boundless killing intent: "Kid, I didn't expect you to reach the God Realm before me, but it doesn't matter, soon I will become the sole God of this plane."

Everyone's gaze was on the immensely powerful Motian. As Motian took a step forward, waves of violent Spiritual Energy emanated across the heavens and earth.

Motian's face bore a mocking expression, his eyes suddenly turning cold, Spiritual Energy spreading from his body. Instantly, a tempest arose between heaven and earth, waves of violent Spiritual Energy spreading like a raging tide.

Surrounding Motian, waves of mighty energy were like an ocean. He looked down at Lin Chen with a cold smile: "Kid, let's see how you'll fight me after I harness the power of the Demon God."

Motian's cold eyes fixed on Lin Chen. If not for Lin Chen ruining his plan, absorbing all the blood essence of the martial artists from the two realms, he wouldn't even need to sacrifice himself and could have reached the God-level realm without such a hefty price.

It's all because of this damn kid, causing him to become so ugly.

Motian's eyes turned cold, his hand slowly lifted, and the dark cloud above Lin Chen transformed into a giant hand, slapping down angrily toward Lin Chen.

Boom!

Accompanied by the swing of the giant hand, the boundless Spiritual Energy roared out, directly pouring into the palm formed by the dark cloud, pressing down on Lin Chen.

Lin Chen looked up at the black hand roaring in, his gaze focused. His hand, a cold flame quickly condensed, hovering above Lin Chen's head, releasing waves of violent Spiritual Power.

Motian gazed at the black flame above Lin Chen's head, his eyes narrowed, "I didn't expect you've actually obtained the Demon Fire from the Abyss of Hell."

But do you think that relying on this Demon Fire, you can contend with me? I possess the power of the Demon King, how can you fight me?

Motian's eye flashed with cold light. Just now, he used his body to gain the legendary power of the Demon King, giving him the capital to kill Lin Chen.

"Is that so, do you think your Demon King's power is invincible?"

Lin Chen looked coldly at the arrogant Motian, a chilling light flashing in his eyes. Then, his hands wove a profound seal, and behind him, rings of light quickly condensed.

Rumble

Behind Lin Chen, a bizarre ripple suddenly spread out.

Almost simultaneously, an ancient aura blasted out.

The surrounding trees and flowers instantly withered, and waves of terrifying Spiritual Energy rapidly poured into Lin Chen's body.

"This moment?"

Motian watched this scene, his pupils suddenly tightening.

"This is the ancient Desolate Power, this kid actually mastered such a power!"

Rumble!

On the earth, waves of violent Spiritual Energy spread visibly, withering all the flowers and trees in its path, the entire land exuding a desolate breath.

At this moment, waves of energy rapidly gathered in Lin Chen's body, and his power continued to surge.

This kid, what kind of move is this?

So strong, actually able to absorb the Spiritual Energy of grass and trees into his body.

"Lin Chen actually mastered the ancient Desolate Power, how powerful." Feng Jiu's eyes slightly squinted, looking at Lin Chen in the center of the Desolate Power, a face full of undisguisable shock.

Not only him, the disciples of both the fairy and demon clans also wore shocked expressions.

Only now did everyone understand why, even with Motian possessing the power of the Demon King, Lin Chen was not afraid at all.

At this moment, amidst people's shock, Lin Chen's aura instantly became steady.

"What a bizarre technique."

Seeing everything before them, everyone was horrified in their hearts.

Because they could already feel that there was not a trace of vitality on the land beneath their feet.

Motian trod the void, coldly staring at Lin Chen in the center of the Desolate Power. He could feel Lin Chen's aura continuously climbing.

Desolate Power, this kid indeed underestimated him, actually mastering such a strange technique.

Motian's eyes glowed savagely, cold air swirling between his hands.

"Kid, even though you mastered the ancient Desolate Power, what of it? In front of my Demon King's power, you will find your Desolate Power is utterly worthless."