Cosmic Trading System

With these thoughts, their apprehension towards Lin Yun grew even heavier.

The speed of Lin Yun's cultivation and the display of his strength were simply too terrifying.

He was only at the first level of the Super Realm, yet he already possessed strength that surpassed several Saint Realm powerhouses combined.

Now, in just a short time, he had broken through to the second level of the Super Realm, so what kind of terrifying strength must he possess?

"We must kill this Lin Yun quickly; his cultivation speed is too powerful. If we allow him to ascend another one or two levels, we may not be able to do anything to him..."

"Right, everyone must not hold back any longer!"

The nine Saint Realm powerhouses quickly said.

Just now, they had been holding back because of their own formidable strength.

But at this moment, they truly dared not hold back any longer.

Now, Lin Yun had only broken through to the second level of the Super Realm. If they continued to drag things out, who knew if the opponent might break through to the third level of the Super Realm, or even the fourth level? Then, things would really get interesting.

"Boom!"

"Lin Yun, die!"

The nine Saint Realm powerhouses intensified their attack, and Lin Yun, who had just had a moment of respite, was suppressed once again.

"No, having broken through to the second level of the Super Realm, I'm still not a match for these beings of the Saint Realm. There are too many of them. To stand against them, I'd have to break through to at least the fourth level of the Super Realm," Lin Yun thought, his face grim.

"It's infuriating; my time is too short. Previously, inside the Heavenly Principle Tower, the combat force I killed could not provide the Bloodthirsty Sword with blood energy to absorb... If only... if only I had a bit more time. If I could single-handedly slay one or two Saint Realm beings, perhaps I could have broken through to the third or fourth level of the Super Realm.

Then, even if nine Saint Realm powerhouses joined forces against me, what would I have to fear?" Lin Yun sighed inwardly.

Some things are always so helpless.

As time ticked away, the injuries on Lin Yun's body grew worse by the moment.

Lin Yun turned his head to look in the direction where Xia Qingqing, Lianshan, and the others had left. He could no longer see the figures of Xia Qingqing, Lianshan, and the rest.

"Dragging this out a bit longer will make them even safer..." Lin Yun murmured.

The power of the Saint Realm was truly terrifying, and their searching ability was extremely strong. In fact, no matter how far Xia Qingqing, Lianshan, and the others fled, unless they escaped to some special place such as the Immortal Origin Holy Land, or some other dangerous locations that even Saint Realm powerhouses dreaded,

otherwise, as long as a Saint Realm being was willing to expend great effort to search, it would be quite easy to find them, and naturally, it would be very easy to kill Xia Qingqing, Lianshan, and the others.

But now, all he could do was just this.

With nine Saint Realm beings encircling and intercepting him, his chances of escaping were extremely slim; it would be better to leave the chance of survival to Xia Qingqing, Lianshan, and the others.

He could only hope that these Saint Realm beings, upon killing him, would not find Xia Qingqing, Lianshan, and the other ordinary Cultivators worth pursuing and would be too lazy to chase after them.

"Hahaha! Come! Come! Come!! Fight! Fight!

Fight!"

Lin Yun laughed loudly, the Bloodthirsty Sword in his hand swinging wildly, forming blossoming sword flowers that flickered quickly in the starry sky, constantly attacking the nine Saint Realm powerhouses.

One man with one sword, disregarding life and death, his bearing utterly free and easy.

To dare to face nine Saint Realm powerhouses combined, while only at the second level of the Super Realm, his courage also evoked much admiration from many.

In the surrounding starry sky, many timid Cultivators had left, but still, a great many Cultivators remained to watch the battle.

Seeing this scene, a surge of ambition and a profound sense of empathy arose in their hearts.

Originally, they were very envious and jealous of Lin Yun, and after Lin Yun had oppressed many competitors in the first round of the Heavenly Principle Fruit competition, they also harbored no small amount of resentment towards him.

Now, they admired Lin Yun unreservedly.

Lin Yun's strength, his courage, his loyalty, and righteousness—all made them admire him without end.

"It's a pity; Lin Yun's strength is still too lacking..."

"Yes, I guess it won't be long before he falls!"

"If he doesn't fall, there is an eight or nine out of ten chance that he will become a figure like the First Saint of the Immortal Origin Holy Land!"

Some Cultivators lamented.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

As time passed, Lin Yun sustained more and more injuries, his body repeatedly repelled by the attacks of the nine Saint strongmen.

"Little White, Little Blue, Little Blood, it seems I cannot continue this journey with you…" After being knocked back again, Lin Yun looked down and chuckled telepathically.

"Brother Lin Yun!"

"No, brother, you need to run!"

Within the Bloodthirsty Sword, Little White and Little Blue jumped about rapidly, their anxious, childish voices transmitting into Lin Yun's mind.

Inside the Bloodthirsty Sword, the blood-red light that represented Little Blood, though not jumping about as much, flickered rapidly between brightness and dimness, sending waves of sorrow into Lin Yun's mind.

Perhaps over time, Little Blood had developed feelings for Lin Yun; or maybe it was just a facade. But at this moment, Lin Yun had no mood to analyze it.

To be honest, aside from plotting against him a few times at the beginning, Little Blood didn't owe him anything. In the Heavenly Principle Tower, just moments ago, it had already helped him quite a bit. As Lin Yun bid farewell, he also subtly conveyed an apology for always being on guard against it over the years.

As a person faced death, his words tended to be kind—Lin Yun didn't want to harbor mutual animosity with Little Blood when he was about to fall.

"There's no escape, the disparity in strength is too great. An eventual death is certain, so it might be better to fall earlier and possibly save Qingqing and the others' lives…" At the same time, Lin Yun gave a bitter smile and telepathically conveyed his thoughts.

If they faced only three Saint strongmen, he could have fought them off, even possibly gaining the upper hand with his strength.

Who would have thought that there would be nine Saint strongmen?

Nine… His endurance up to this point was largely thanks to the long period of training he underwent after reaching the 72nd floor of the Heavenly Principle Tower. Any lesser Saint realm being would likely have fallen by now.

"Hum! Hum!"

The blood-colored light pulsated, transmitting another message to Lin Yun.

"You mean for me to go and kill those ordinary cultivators?" Lin Yun started, telepathically asking.

As he spoke, Lin Yun's heart stirred. He couldn't deny that this indeed was a way out.

The more cultivators he killed, the more blood energy the Bloodthirsty Sword could absorb. Not only would his wounds heal faster, but his strength could also increase significantly.

The blood energy provided by each ordinary cultivator wasn't much, but their numbers were vast.

Perhaps he really might break through to the third or even fourth level of the super realm before those nine Saint strongmen could kill him.

If so, his chances of survival would greatly increase.

"Still, better not. The combined strength of nine Saint strongmen is too powerful. I'm not certain I could kill many under their watch, and such an act is not in my nature…" However, after a moment, Lin Yun shook his head and said.

Now that the Bloodthirsty Sword was of a very high level, how many ordinary cultivators would need to be killed for it to upgrade? Similarly, his own realm wasn't low—how many would he need to kill to break through to the next level?

Feared by hundreds of millions!

The killing sin was too great!

In the end, there was no guarantee of absolute survival!

By doing so, the offended persons and powers would be myriad, and the likelihood of Qingqing, Lianshan, and the others facing their wrath, whether he succeeded or failed, would be very high.

It was best not to engage in such deeds.

"All right, enough talk. Let's give them a good fight with the time we have left!" Afterward, without waiting for Little White, Little Blue, or Little Blood to send more messages, Lin Yun looked up, let out a hearty laugh, and spoke softly.

As he spoke, Lin Yun looked toward the nine Saint strongmen before him, his spirit rising even further.

"Little Blood, I'm just rejecting your suggestion. Don't blame me, and then plot against me at the last moment like you did with Nanweng, haha…" He paused briefly before suddenly uttering these last words.

"Kill!"

Having said that, Lin Yun no longer waited for Little Blood's response; he charged directly toward the nine Saint strongmen.

This was one of the very few times he took the offensive against the nine Saint strongmen since their battle began.

When he completely let go of his fear of death, Lin Yun's state of mind in this moment transcended the ordinary, filled with unrestrained freedom.