1932

**Chapter 1932: This is a World Where the Weak are Prey to the Strong**

Lin Moyu stepped away using the laws of space, simultaneously spreading his undead wings to sever the soul lock.

Then, his soul power surged violently, attempting to break through the space.

Lin Moyu's actions were smooth and swift, completed in one go.

However, Shanlin Supreme was equally quick. As Lin Moyu took a step, his afterimage had not completely disappeared when Shanlin Supreme made his move.

The nine stars hummed, forming a massive force field that instantly enveloped the starry sky for billions of miles.

Space was locked, and the laws within the starry sky were completely severed.

Lin Moyu stumbled out of the void, the laws of space losing their effect.

Originally, he could travel 20 million kilometers in one step, but now he only managed 10 million kilometers.

The distance between him and Shanlin Supreme was 20 million kilometers.

It seemed far, but for a Supreme, this distance was too close and very dangerous.

The nine stars hummed, and the force field collapsed inward, forcibly pulling Lin Moyu back.

Lin Moyu felt as if countless hands were grabbing him, preventing him from leaving.

His undead wings vibrated frantically, and his soul power surged into them, continuously triggering the laws of space to escape.

Shanlin Supreme's voice turned cold, "You are not an ordinary first-stage God Sovereign; your soul has already reached the Other Shore."

"You were acting all along. How did you discover my anomaly?"

Lin Moyu did not answer, only responding with a cold smile.

The vibration of his undead wings became more intense, but the effect was minimal.

Shanlin Supreme's power was immense, with the nine stars providing him with vast energy. He did not mind a battle of attrition with Lin Moyu.

Shanlin Supreme's tone was somber, "You are very cunning and even deceived me. But it doesn't matter; you can't escape. Your soul is strong, the best material for making a puppet."

"There are no more Supremes among your human race. When I return, it will be the time of your race's extinction."

Shanlin Supreme did not seem to intend to kill Lin Moyu immediately. He was dragging out the time, trying to exhaust Lin Moyu.

From his words, Lin Moyu understood that he wanted to turn him into a puppet.

Since that was the case, there must be some considerations.

For example, he needed to keep Lin Moyu's body intact; otherwise, the puppet made would be incomplete.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have tried to lure Lin Moyu over from the beginning.

At the same time, Lin Moyu speculated that Shanlin Supreme must have other limitations. From the beginning until now, he had not moved even a meter.

Clearly, he was unable to move.

But he also said that when he returned, it would be the time of the human race's extinction.

This further proved that he was currently unable to move.

Lin Moyu thought of many things in an instant, considering various countermeasures.

Shanlin Supreme was not afraid of attrition, and in fact, neither was Lin Moyu.

The World Tree continuously provided him with soul power, seemingly endless. As long as he did not use it recklessly, it would not be exhausted.

Lin Moyu continued to act as if he was desperately trying to escape, keeping Shanlin Supreme off guard, while gritting his teeth and asking, "Which race's Supreme are you?"

Shanlin Supreme laughed coldly, "It doesn't matter if I tell you; you wouldn't have heard of it."

Lin Moyu's eyes flickered, "Tulu World? No, people from Tulu World are not like you."

"Soul Spirit World? No, people from Soul Spirit World are good at soul attacks."

"Falling Wind World? Mysterious Fire World?"

Lin Moyu listed them one by one, and Shanlin Supreme sneered repeatedly, "You know quite a lot. Just now, you pretended to know nothing. It seems your status among the human race is not low, which is good."

"It doesn't matter if I tell you, so you can die knowing. I come from the Starwood World."

Lin Moyu thought of the Starwood World, a small world that was not very strong.

In the limited records, there was a small section of information about the Starwood World.

Cultivators in the Starwood World had the ability to transform into various forms, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Lin Moyu suddenly realized, "So you are a traitor from the Starwood World. No wonder you can transform into a human."

Shanlin Supreme roared, "What traitor? Your human race took the origin of my Shanlin World. Your human race are the real robbers. My race just wants to take back the origin."

Lin Moyu sneered, "In the war of worlds, the weak are prey to the strong. Although my human race took your origin, we also provided you with a safe place to live."

"You don't have to experience the pain of war, nor face the crisis of extinction. In my opinion, what my human ancestors did was beneficial to you."

Shanlin Supreme snorted, "Nonsense, that's just your excuse."

Lin Moyu sighed, "Whether it's the truth or an excuse, it's useless to say more. In this world, the weak are prey to the strong. Being weak is the original sin."

Shanlin Supreme's killing intent grew stronger, "That's right. Now I am strong, and you are weak. You are the original sin."

Lin Moyu shook his head, "Not necessarily!"

A hundred drops of multicolored water flew out, and the power of ten thousand beliefs burned fiercely.

Soul power surged out, pouring into the ancient talisman jade piece.

The ancient talisman punch broke through the God Sovereign limit and reached the Other Shore Realm, flying towards Shanlin Supreme.

Lin Moyu pointed back, and the Bone Hell appeared, enveloping Shanlin Supreme.

Shanlin Supreme sneered, "An attack from the Other Shore Realm, not bad, little guy, but it's useless."

The nine stars hummed and simultaneously shot out nine beams of light, falling on the ancient talisman punch.

The ancient talisman punch shattered on the spot, dissipating in the starry sky.

This was the first time the ancient talisman punch had failed.

Then, the nine stars simultaneously burst into flames, the firelight enveloping Shanlin Supreme, and the Bone Hell was instantly burned to ashes.

The Bone Hell's task was completed, marking Shanlin Supreme.

Lin Moyu took out a hair, which he had obtained from the Howling Sky Saint Sovereign.

A thousand drops of multicolored water flew out, merging into the hair.

The power of ten thousand beliefs burned simultaneously, amplifying like the multicolored water.

"So much ancestral water, where did you get it!"

"No, you must have obtained the ancient well of ancestral water. You must have obtained the ancient well of ancestral water!"

Shanlin Supreme roared repeatedly, his voice filled with excitement.

Even a Supreme coveted the ancient well of ancestral water, making Lin Moyu more aware of its extraordinary nature.

In retrospect, he was indeed lucky at that time.

Another hundred drops of multicolored water and the power of ten thousand beliefs were injected into the corpse, but Lin Moyu still felt it was far from enough.

He gritted his teeth, "I'll risk it!"

He no longer held back and activated his original techniques.

Original Technique: Strong Soldier!

Original Technique: Gather Power!

Lin Moyu's aura soared, rising continuously, breaking through the sixth stage of God Sovereign and reaching the seventh stage.

A trace of the power of rules was born, further amplifying the power of the techniques.

Then, Lin Moyu's aura continued to rise until it reached the eighth stage of God Sovereign before slowing down.

His soul felt a swelling pain, reaching its limit.

If he dared to rise any further, his soul would collapse on the spot.

Gather Power raised his realm, Strong Soldier brought ten times the damage, and the power of rules merged into the techniques, further enhancing their power.

In an instant, Lin Moyu unleashed his full power.

Shanlin Supreme was stunned, staring at Lin Moyu in disbelief.

"How is this possible!"

"Original techniques, you actually have two."

"Who are you, how can you have two original techniques, and even the ancient well of ancestral water."

He kept asking questions, but the answer was a violent explosion.

White Star-level Technique: Corpse Explosion!

The hair of the Howling Sky Saint Sovereign turned to ashes.

A terrifying explosion erupted in the starry sky, shattering space and collapsing the galaxy.