I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

An Lin was in a state of despair.

There appeared to be no way for him to hurt Emperor Ziwei without using the Origin Energy of the Netherworld.

If he couldn’t even injure him, how was he going to grind his face into the ground?

Could he… maybe use the same tactic that he employed against Xing Tian?

He could perhaps try to use his astonishingly thick skin to wear his opponent down and tire him to death?

He truly felt like he was going to die when he was struck by that Galactic Immortal Palm.

However, he amazed even himself with just how thick his skin was as he was able to survive the immortal palm completely unscathed!

Hence, it appeared that he could give this course of action a try?

The relentless stream of attacks ravaged his body, inflicting extreme agony upon him.

An Lin let loose a series of anguished cries. The tactic could probably work, but it hurt a lot…

The barrage of attacks finally subsided, and An Lin looked up, thinking that Emperor Ziwei was taking a moment to catch his breath.

F*ck! He was charging another powerful technique!

A rainbow spear appeared in Emperor Ziwei’s hand while countless golden sigils flashed before his eyes as an extremely fearsome sense of sharpness converged on the tip of the spear.

The rainbow spear was extremely dazzling and enchanting to look at, but An Lin could sense a monstrous power of destruction pushing him toward asphyxiation. This was a spell technique capable of bringing about Armageddon!

“This technique is called the Dao-Annihilation Spear. At the height of my powers, I used this spear to pierce through two worlds and destroyed countless dao between those two realms!” Emperor Ziwei’s eyes were like pools of still water, but his hand was trembling as he gripped onto the spear, as if he was unable to control the power within.

The Celestial Thearch drew a sharp intake of breath, and he could no longer stand by and watch. His body flashed toward the Immortal Spirit Tower as he muttered to himself in shock, “Has Emperor Ziwei gone mad? Isn’t he afraid of killing An Lin with that technique?!”

Emperor Ziwei seemed to have detected the Celestial Thearch’s arrival as an ethereal voice drifted out to greet the latter, “Don’t worry. An Lin is not as vulnerable as you think.”

Emperor Ziwei drew his arm back as he prepared to launch the spear. “Take care.”

In that instant, heaven and earth became An Lin’s cage. He found himself enshrouded by an irresistible force, which prevented him from taking evasive measures.

At the same time, a sense of impending doom even more potent than when he had faced the Galactic Immortal Palm engulfed him as every single cell within his body trembled in fear.

Origin Energy of the Netherworld!

Divine Flame Armor!

The four Divine Flames converged to form an extremely gallant suit of armor, giving him the appearance of a flaming monarch.

An Lin could feel that he was going to be screwed if he didn’t defend with all his might!

He also tried to activate the power of his Golden Void Lightning, but the spear was already hurtling toward him before he had a chance to do so.

The entire heaven and earth was colored by the seven shades of the rainbow as the spear flew toward An Lin with incredibly fearsome penetrative power.

Outside the Immortal Spirit Tower, the crystalline screen turned into a rainbow screen.

The entire screen was filled by the seven colors of the rainbow, and nothing else could be seen.

An Lin launched a thunderous fist toward the spear, but the spear pierced through the golden fist projection like tofu before striking An Lin’s Divine Flame Armor.

The four Divine Flames immediately began to crumble upon making contact with the spear, as if they had lost all their cohesion.

An Lin was greatly alarmed by this, but there was no longer anything he could do except to watch the spear strike his chest as scintillating light exploded forth.

“Ah…!” he roared with pain as his body was forced back against the wall again by the force of the spear.

Devastating penetrative power created cracks in the space around An Lin as heaven and earth screeched.

An extreme pain instantly swept through his entire body, and just the residual power of the strike forced the defensive spell formations around the Immortal Spirit Tower to exhibit signs of cracking open.

The indestructible body of the War God also began to crack.

Crack…

The crisp cracking ringing through the air was like an announcement of his impending death as An Lin experienced an indescribable acute pain.

The spear finally pierced through the body of the War God as well as the wall of the Immortal Spirit Tower and the surrounding defensive spell formation. In the end, it shot forth into a distance, leaving a rainbow streak of light in its wake which seemed to stretch for an infinite amount of distance…

“Pfff…”

Bai Zhong’s body was on the brink of collapse as he tried to maintain the defensive spell formation, and he immediately threw up a mouthful of blood from the backlash of the shattered spell formation.

The crystalline screen exploded into countless pieces again, and all the students and teachers experienced an inexplicably fearsome energy sweeping toward them.

They stared blankly at the streak of destructive rainbow light in the sky, and they were unable to imagine how An Lin would fare after being struck by such a fearsome spell technique.

“Xu Xiaolan!” Xuanyuan Cheng let loose a cry of surprise as he leaped onto his sword.

Xu Xiaolan had already leaped onto her own sword as she flew straight for the ninety-ninth level.

Su Qianyun and the others also followed suit as all of them flew into the air.

Countless streaks of light slashed toward the top of the Immortal Spirit Tower as all the students and teachers at the Spirit Nurturing Stage or above took to the skies.

As for all the Dao Body Stage cultivators, they were yelling for Senior Bai Zhong to repair the crystalline screen again.

“Get away from here! This is not a safe place, so get back down! I’ll do my best to resume the broadcast as soon as possible!” Bai Zhong stationed himself in front of all the oncoming spectators with a stern expression.

“Are you alright, Senior Bai Zhong?” Su Qianyun asked with a concerned expression on her face.

A stream of warmth flowed through Bai Zhong’s heart as he replied with a gentle smile, “I’m fine. It’s just that this battle is even more intense than what I had anticipated earlier, and I suffered some backlash as a result, but I’ll be fine.”

The guardian of the restricted area had spoken, so everyone could only obediently descend back down to the ground.

Bai Zhong began to repair the defensive spell formation as well as the crystalline screen, and his movements were looking more and more efficient and rehearsed…

The broadcast resumed and the footage revealed An Lin half-kneeling on the ground as blood dripped down from his body.

“An Lin…” Xu Xiaolan stared at the image of An Lin as her heart throbbed with pain.

She discovered that there was a puncture wound on An Lin’s chest!

“Who would have thought that An Lin’s defense would actually be broken…”

“No sh*t it was broken! Didn’t you see how monstrous Emperor Ziwei’s last attack was? What kind of defense wouldn’t be broken by that?!”

“I’m starting to feel like Emperor Ziwei is trying to kill An Lin!”

“I think he’s going too far as well. What if An Lin wasn’t strong enough to handle that attack? Wouldn’t he be dead now?”

All the students were expressing dissatisfaction toward Emperor Ziwei while their hearts throbbed for their idol.

Meanwhile, the Celestial Thearch was in a state of complete shock. He knew just how powerful Emperor Ziwei’s Dao-Annihilation Spear was, and even though it had only been unleashed by a wisp of his divine intent, it was still comparable in power to an attack from a Return to Void Stage mighty figure. However, An Lin survived the attack with just a puncture wound? He had already mentally prepared himself for An Lin to be blasted into oblivion…

One had to realize that An Lin only had access to one percent of his power!

How monstrous would his defense be at one hundred percent?

The Celestial Thearch suddenly recalled Emperor Ziwei’s words, telling him that An Lin was not as vulnerable as he thought…

That was true. An Lin’s strength had far exceeded his expectations.

Perhaps he had to reevaluate An Lin’s power.

It looked like Emperor Ziwei was right after all.

Within the ninety-ninth level of the Immortal Spirit Tower.

An Lin clasped his hand over the hole in his chest as he slowly stood up.

“I didn’t think that you would emerge with so little injuries from a spell technique that had expended a third of my energy to unleash.” An expression of amazement surfaced on Emperor Ziwei’s face.

An Lin smiled lightly in response. “And I didn’t think that my body wasn’t invincible after all.”

Emperor Ziwei: “…”

The Evergreen Technique circulated at high speed within An Lin’s body in order to heal the puncture wound on his chest.

“If that last attack used up a third of your energy, then I’m sorry to tell you…”

An Lin looked directly into Emperor Ziwei’s eyes with an expression of confidence and a hint of arrogance.

“That you’re not going to be able to defeat me!”