All Realms: Sharing Talents Starting from Chicken Island

The crimson Asura behind him slowly raised the crimson longsword in his hand.

The standoff between the two lasted only two seconds.

They then began to employ their respective methods.

With just a wave of his hand, Lin Yan's terrifying killing intent had already condensed into an offensive attack.

Meanwhile, Bai Yue, who was not far away, almost lost all the spiritual power she had gathered when she sensed this killing intent.

"kill!"

Lin Yan exhaled, and the killing intent of the Crimson Asura was fully condensed.

The Crimson Asura's crimson blade slashed down directly at Bai Yue in front of him.

Despite its terrifying power, the sword strike itself did not cause any real damage.

Even if it was just because of the imposing aura that Baiyue saw such an illusion.

At this moment, Baiyue's consciousness was drawn into the spiritual space.

There wasn't even the slightest chance given to Baiyue; it was all over in an instant.

Bai Yue felt as if she had fallen into a bottomless abyss.

At this moment, Bai Yue could feel that his spiritual space had been torn open with a large hole after the Blood-Red Asura's sword struck down.

And his consciousness began to gradually fade away.

Even so, he could still control his physical body and activate his spiritual power, causing the natural giant he summoned to launch an attack on Lin Yan.

But it was too late; the moment the sword fell...

What was severed was not only his physical body, but also his mental space.

Even his consciousness has been broken, and his life will surely dissipate along with it.

Even he couldn't imagine that this consciousness would be broken because of this.

"impossible"

"why is that."

Bai Yue looked ahead in horror, his pupils losing all color.

His previous confidence was completely destroyed, and now there was nothing but despair on his face.

Neither he nor anyone else could believe it.

The dignified leader of the Moon Worship Cult was actually killed by Lin Yan at this critical moment.

No one could possibly understand it.

The power of Baiyue is undeniable; it has been proven by countless people here over the years.

That is why everyone believed in the power of the Moon Worshipper.

But at this moment, Baiyue's power and invincibility were shattered.

"This is really troublesome. It seems I underestimated Bai Yue's strength."

"Compared to others, his power seems to be much more bizarre."

Lin Yan looked at Bai Yue, whose expression was gradually becoming blank, and a calm expression appeared on his face.

He only took two slow steps forward, and Baiyue's aura had already dissipated.

At this moment, the color in Baiyue's pupils had completely faded.

Looking at Baiyue in front of him, Lin Yan did not hesitate and pierced Baiyue's heart with his Thunder Sword.

Even if one's spirit and will are completely destroyed, it does not guarantee that Baiyue will not be reborn after dying.

As the Thunder Sword pierced Bai Yue's chest, Bai Yue's life truly vanished.

After doing all this, Lin Yan put away the Thunder Sword and then turned and left.

After about an incense stick's time, Ajiu woke up from her coma.

A strange expression appeared on his face, and it wasn't until he looked at Bai Yue standing to the side that he felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from his heart.

"Master, are you alright?"

"Has that Lin Yan been driven away by you?"

Looking at Baiyue's retreating figure, Ajiu smiled and asked.

He dared not say that Bai Yue had killed him, because he could not find any trace of Lin Yan anywhere.

Even with Lin Yan's strength, it shouldn't be possible for him to have achieved this much.

However, Ah Jiu waited a long time for Bai Yue's reply, and a look of curiosity appeared on her face.

Immediately, he walked up to Baiyue's side.

Upon seeing Baiyue's face, Ajiu's expression also showed surprise.

He stared at Bai Yue in disbelief, his face turning extremely grim.

At this moment, Baiyue had no trace of life left.

Even his chest had been ripped open with a bloody hole.

"Master!"

Ajiu's pupils suddenly dilated, and she immediately reached out to check Baiyue's breathing.

Upon realizing that Baiyue had stopped breathing.

Ah Jiu's expression also changed drastically.

He couldn't believe that he would actually see Baiyue's corpse with his own eyes at this moment.

Bai Yue actually died; he actually failed.

This is something that Ajiu could never have imagined; he still can't comprehend it.

The cult leader, whom he considered a god-like figure, had actually died here.

"Master."

Looking at Baiyue's lifeless eyes, Ajiu's face also showed a trace of sorrow.

Even now, he still can't imagine it.

He reached out and closed Baiyue's eyes, a look of despair appearing on his face.

Without the Moon Worship Cult, the Moon Worship Cult would be nothing more than a disorganized mess.

There will be no way for it to continue existing.

That is why he felt so desperate.

The Moon Worship Cult has been defeated.

"And it's a failure from which there's absolutely no chance of recovery."

Ah Jiu sighed deeply, looking lost and dejected, and walked towards the outside of the Moon Worship Cult.

At this moment, he knew very well that if he didn't leave the Moon Worship Cult...

So he could very well be the next one to die.

Since there's no longer any moon worship, there's simply no reason to stay here any longer.

Staying in the Moon Worship Cult means certain death; there is no other way out.

Even if Lin Yan didn't eliminate the Moon Worship Cult, he understood that the King of Nanzhao would never let them go.

As long as the King of Nanzhao takes action.

So, the only possibility for the Moon Worship Cult after that is that it will be wiped out.

. . . . . .

Meanwhile, inside the royal palace.

The Sword Immortal was being treated to fine wine and food.

Before him was a table of dishes and a good amount of fine wine, specially arranged by Zhao Ling'er.

Although the Nanzhao Kingdom was a small country, it was still a royal palace.

The food here is sure to be good too.

At this moment, the Sword Immortal was eating with grease dripping from his mouth, and his face was flushed from drinking.

"Girl, aren't you going to eat?"

"So much good food, it would be a waste not to eat it."

"Don't worry about that kid."

"That kid is very strong. Even Bai Yue might not be able to stop him."

"Even if he can't beat Baiyue, he can leave without any problem."

While eating heartily, the Sword Immortal also began to comfort Zhao Ling'er.