Within the pitch-black space, the sound of a blade piercing flesh suddenly rang out. 0

Immediately afterward came the rushing whistle of hundreds of blades slicing through the air. A cold flash of steel burst forth in the darkness, then vanished again in less than two breaths. The darkness returned to silence, broken only by the furious howling winds surging through the passage and the occasional cries of yaos.0

I can't go any further. The Baleful Yin force here is terrifyingly dense. Yaos in the Martial Innate realm have already started appearing. 0

Lin Zheyu frowned slightly as he looked at the writhing chunks of flesh scattered across the ground.0

As he fought his way forward, he discovered that not every yao possessed vitality as terrifying as the yao tree he had encountered earlier. Most yaos, once chopped into one or two hundred pieces, could no longer recover. The one he had just killed was a good example. It possessed strength comparable to the Martial Innate realm, yet he had cut it into more than three hundred chunks of flesh. Each piece, smaller than a palm, writhed on the ground as if trying to regenerate, but it was completely futile.0

Boom!0

A terrifying tide of energy surged through the air. Lin Zheyu...0