Chapter 4271: 4271 Chapter 4271: Acting The undead minions cycled through life and death endlessly. Because their numbers were so vast, even after prolonged battle, there was barely any visible decrease. The undead acted with their own tactics, coordinating seamlessly those who died retreated, survivors stepped forward, and they never exhausted their resurrection count. Lin Moyu was scheming; the Fifth Generation Heavenly Void Palace Master was also waiting for his chance. As the slaughter wore on, some undead minions, once destroyed, no longer revived their overall numbers began to decrease slowly. This phenomenon was immediately noticed by the Palace Master. He roared furiously, intensified his assault, and with each strike shattered vast tracts of void outside the domain, space torn asunder by the shockwaves. Every blow killed tens of millions of undead. There was a realm gap between Eternal and Chaos Realm; pure numbers could no longer compensate. Under the Palace Master’s onslaught, the minions’ losses accelerated. At last, he blasted open a breach, and Lin Moyu appeared in plain sight. In the reflection of his massive, cruel eyes, Lin Moyu standing atop the Ferry of Tribulation was clearly visible. There was obviously panic and disbelief on Lin Moyu’s face, as if stunned by how swiftly his undead were faltering. "Ants will always be ants!" The Palace Master sneered, his form flashing as he charged to kill Lin Moyu. Lin Moyu’s expression grew even more frantic; he immediately shrank back into the Ferry. The Palace Master sneered, "Even hiding in that Ferry won’t save you." Lin Moyu remained silent, piloting the Ferry to retreat while the Sky Dome War Array kept pulling the Palace Master back with immense suction. "It’s useless you don’t understand true power of the Chaos Realm!" He sneered, and a layer of hazy mist the legendary chaos qi finally appeared around his body. In that instant, the suction effect of the Sky Dome Array was greatly diminished, and the Palace Master’s speed shot up: in an instant, he nearly overtook the Ferry. With a massive grasp, innumerable giant hands formed from every direction and firmly seized the Ferry of Tribulation. Lin Moyu beat his wings, trying to disturb space time, but it barely worked. The space time was now streaked with tendrils of chaos qi, neutralizing Lin Moyu’s techniques. The Ferry of Tribulation was now flooded with chaos qi that seeped and bored its way inside. In an icy tone, the Palace Master said, "I don’t know how you got the Ferry of Tribulation from Kunlun, but you cannot truly control it. Its defenses may be mighty, but it cannot block chaos qi, and you won’t withstand my chaos qi’s attack. Even if you’ve managed half chaotification, how long do you think you can last in my chaos qi?" His words dripped with murderous intent. Indeed, the Ferry did not block the chaos qi not because it was incapable, but because Lin Moyu had yet to become its true master; he was only a user. The Palace Master had studied the Ferry, and knew its weaknesses. It wasn’t a flaw of the Ferry, but of Lin Moyu. Chaos qi surged in. Lin Moyu had nowhere to hide inside the Ferry; escaping would mean instant death. Undead minions pursued, attacking the Palace Master’s body but even with such force of numbers, the chaos qi armored him, stopping almost all attacks. Inside the Ferry, Lin Moyu saw the chaos qi flowing in. He could distinctly sense the Palace Master’s will within that qi. That chaos qi had been refined by the Palace Master, becoming a weapon completely under his command. Finally, the Ferry was saturated in chaos qi, enveloping Lin Moyu completely. He could feel the chaos qi gnawing at him, but the process was very slow the invasion would take at least a hundred years to finish. Suddenly, the Palace Master burst into uproarious laughter: "Found you burn!" The chaos qi abruptly turned to flames, and Lin Moyu, as the fuel, was surrounded by fire. "Soul fire?" Lin Moyu, while engulfed in flame, remained calm he even took the time to study the flame’s structure. The chaos qi concealed a strand of the Palace Master’s soul the fire was ignited by this, strictly speaking, it was the Palace Master’s soul fire. Having a Chaos Realm soul fire burn you is indeed a terrible threat. For an ordinary half step chaos cultivator, their soul would burn away an extremely perilous fate. But Lin Moyu, having undergone ten rounds of Dao sublimation, had toughened soul and body through endless cycles of tempering. Even though most of his power was sealed, the true substance of his soul and body was little inferior to Chaos Realm. Thus, the Palace Master’s soul fire could wound him, but the effect was minimal give it a few hundred years and maybe he’d be burnt to death; then, with his rebirth talent, he could "start fresh" and be burned again for another few hundred years. (See the most exciting novels on Faloo!) But now he couldn’t be so casual he had purposely shown weakness to lure out the chaos qi, planning to exhaust it completely. Within the fire, Lin Moyu put on a look of agony, groaning and pretending to hold on with gritted teeth. The Palace Master couldn’t see Lin Moyu’s exact condition, but through their soul connection he could partially feel it. "Take your time I’ll burn you to death bit by bit," the Palace Master said icily, a faintly cruel laugh under his tone. Lin Moyu fired back, "This little flame isn’t even enough to keep me warm what’s wrong, spent too long sleeping and now you’re weak?" Face darkening, the Palace Master poured in more chaos qi and soul fire: "Let’s see how long you can keep boasting!" The fire surged more fiercely. Lin Moyu acted ever more agonized, but still jeered, "That all you got? Pathetic, useless!" To call a Chaos Realm master a creator of an entire domain a "useless waste" was the worst insult. With a chilling smile, the Palace Master said, "Fine, I’ll make you ’enjoy’ it." More chaos qi now poured in, fanning the flames even further. But Lin Moyu was not just enduring he was also countering. Wings of Time Curse kept flapping, shaking up space time and, along with the Sky Dome War Array, creating the illusion that he might break free. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖 To prevent Lin Moyu escaping, the Palace Master was forced to expend even more chaos qi. Meanwhile, the undead continued their relentless assault, forcing him to call upon chaos qi for defense. He even created a clone to fight them, but the minions ignored it and attacked his true body only. They scattered and regrouped, making them impossible to kill off in one blow. All these moves kept draining his chaos qi. Lin Moyu gambled that the Palace Master’s stockpile of chaos qi was not limitless. Once he lost his versatile chaos qi offensively and defensively Lin Moyu’s battle would get a lot easier. The Palace Master burned him for nine days straight, sensing Lin Moyu’s soul was nearly destroyed, on the point of death. He raised the flames even more, and after another day of burning, Lin Moyu’s soul finally hit its limit. "Die!" the Palace Master shouted with wild laughter. And right then Lin Moyu’s soul shattered with a bang. A flash of purple light and the Palace Master’s laughter was abruptly cut short. Ko-fi.com/translatetoki only donate if u want to My p@treon is now up go to [email protected]/Translatetoki Remove the @ symbol and type a