Cosmic Trading System

The strength of the cultivators from the Immortal Origin Holy Land was too powerful, and Earth was too small, its population too dense. The strength of the humans on Earth was also too weak. If the cultivators from the Immortal Origin Holy Land fought amongst themselves, even minor repercussions could lead to the widespread death of Earth's inhabitants.

Especially after Lin Yun left, with powerhouses from the Immortal World and Heavenly Realm having only just sent people down, it was the time to vie for control over Earth's benefits. These kinds of battles happened frequently.

Over the past decade or so, only several hundred million had perished, and that was under restrained circumstances. Otherwise, destroying Earth wouldn't have been too difficult for them.

But ultimately, several hundred million lives had indeed perished.

Being weak was the original sin, but it shouldn't deserve such a death sentence.

There are countless civilizations in the universe, with many planets housing the weak and the strong, and many planets are well-managed, not experiencing such large-scale human fatalities.

This indicates that such matters are not unmanageable or uncontrollable.

It was only the indifference towards life that led to this outcome.

"Disciples of the Sword Immortal Sect from the Immortal Origin Holy Land—Li Qiang, Qi Tuzhi, Qin Fangya... Over the past decade, whether directly or indirectly caused hundreds of Earth's humans to fall and insulted my friends, bullied my Qingyun Company employees, death..."

Lin Yun said indifferently.

His voice wasn't loud, yet it carried very far.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

As the sound reverberated, the cultivators from the Immortal Origin Holy Land who had initially bullied Lin White and later knelt and begged, one by one, exploded into bursts of blood.

"No!"

These individuals did not die simultaneously. Those who died later had their eyes wide open, yelling in terror.

However, they were powerless to resist, and in the next moment, they too fell.

In the blink of an eye, all five disciples from the Sword Immortal Sect had perished.

This scene was witnessed by major forces around the globe through live feeds, as well as by all the surrounding onlooking humans on Earth, and every single person who saw it was filled with excitement.

At last, at last, someone was punishing those cultivators from the Immortal World and Heavenly Realm.

Although, the cultivators who had fallen were not the strongest among those who had descended from the Immortal and Heavenly Realms, their death gave everyone a glimmer of hope.

Before these cultivators from the Immortal and Heavenly Realms, Earth's humans were no longer hopelessly unable to resist.

"Lin Yun! You... You dare to kill... dare to kill our disciples of the Sword Immortal Sect..."

The Mo-named cultivator also had his eyes wide open, his body trembling, stuttering in fear.

Such shaking was not out of anger, but out of fear.

Lin Yun had killed two cultivators of other sects as powerful as him, then five disciples of their Sword Immortal Sect without any hesitation, which meant that Lin Yun was reckless beyond measure. Then, wasn't it highly possible that Lin Yun would also eradicate them?

Just now, Lin Yun had said that, in the past decade, due to their cultivators from the Immortal and Heavenly Realms, hundreds of millions on Earth had fallen.

He wasn't sure if there were that many, but he saw that those five disciples from his Sword Immortal Sect, for killing directly or indirectly just a few hundred, were executed by Lin Yun.

He wasn't clear about indirectly caused deaths, but he knew that in the past decade, as one of the first formally descended cultivators and the leading figure of the Sword Immortal Sect on Earth, he directly caused the deaths of thousands of Earth humans, and countless more indirectly.

With this in mind, how could Lin Yun spare him?

He was afraid.

Anyone faced with the threat to their life probably couldn't remain calm.

"Lin Yun... You... You can't attack us... We are important figures from various powers within the Immortal Origin World..."

"Lin Yun! You... You're making enemies with the entire Immortal Origin World... This is plunging Earth into a place of inevitable death..."

Those powerhouses on par with the Mo-named cultivator, having witnessed Lin Yun instantly eradicate five disciples of the Sword Immortal Sect, also felt a chill, speaking to Lin Yun with a mix of shock and fear.

At this moment, they fully realized the strength of Lin Yun and his group. The earlier elimination of two cultivators at their level was not by chance, nor through some special means, but due to the genuine, terrifying strength of the other party.

They were no match at all. If the other party wanted to kill them, it would probably be only a matter of thought.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Just then, a series of powerful auras rapidly approached from afar, arriving almost instantaneously.

"Sect Leader!"

"Supreme Elder!"

"Elder Zhong!"

The Mo-named cultivator and his group looked up to see the newcomers, speaking with disbelief and excitement.

These individuals were the top-notch figures of their sects in the Immortal Origin World, seen very rarely even when they were in the Immortal Origin World themselves, all at least level eleven powerhouses, and some even level twelve top-notch powerhouses.

In an instant, they almost thought they were dreaming.

There was a strong barrier between the Immortal Origin World and Earth. Normally, it wasn't easy for powerhouses from the Immortal Origin World to descend; the stronger they were, the more this was the case.

Yet, as they faced danger, the top-notch powerhouses from their own and other sects arrived. How could they not feel dreamlike?

"Certainly, our sect has received our transmission signal and has come to support us!"

"Perhaps, the sect knew already that Lin Yun had returned to Earth!"

"Lin Yun is quite wanted in the Immortal Origin World. The top-tier powerhouses descending might well be here to capture Lin Yun and claim those rewards, right?"

The Mo-named cultivator and his group's minds raced with thoughts, excitedly pondering.