I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1288: The Epic Insta-Kill

His words were very arrogant, but no one could refute them.

The power Michael displayed at just the tenth-stage Dao Body truly struck despair into everyone’s heart. He really was worthy of his title as the top dog of the Garden of Eden.

Liu Qianhuan lay on the ground, panting heavily with a despairing expression. “It’s over, Kayle the Righteous has demolished our entire party! Lux the Lady of Luminosity, Ziggs the Hexplosives Expert, Rammus the Armordillo, Master Yi the Wuju Bladesman, and Diana Scorn of the Moon[1] have all fallen!”

Michael looked down at the five fallen warriors, and he raised his sword before striking down upon Xuanyuan Cheng without hesitation.

The light of the holy sword replaced the light of the sun and the moon as it descended mercilessly.

Xuanyuan Cheng had been restricted by the Heavenly Feather Kingdom and was not even able to get to his feet. As such, he could only look on helplessly as the holy light sword descended upon him.

However, in this impossibly dire situation.

A familiar white figure suddenly appeared before him.

This was a man with black mist emanating from his body, and his aura was fearsomely vast.

He held a black sword in his hand, and he only had to slash his sword toward the holy light sword projection before darkness took the place of light, as if night had spontaneously fallen.

The holy light sword projection was engulfed by the black sword projection.

Michael’s pupils contracted drastically, and he exclaimed with astonishment on his face, “Impossible!”

“An Lin…” Xuanyuan Cheng smiled.

The man standing before him was none other than An Lin, who had activated his Origin Energy of the Netherworld!

“You forced my hand, Michael. Let me show you just how terrifying I can be.” An Lin raised his sword to the sky, and all of the light between heaven and earth seemed to have sucked toward it.

“Go, Rammus the Armordillo!” Liu Qianhuan cheered An Lin on with all her might.

An Lin: “…”

“What a powerful aura…” Michael’s expression immediately became more grave. No matter how proud he was, he could not look down on this power.

His cultivation base had been restricted to the tenth-stage Dao Body, so he was unable to use over ninety-nine percent of his spell techniques. There was also a very limited range of mystical techniques that he could use at such a low power level.

As such, he assumed that An Lin was in the same boat, which was why he was quite surprised to see that An Lin was capable of unleashing such a formidable mystic technique.

“Six Strikes of the War God, Shadow Tiger!”

Heaven and earth suddenly descended into darkness.

Michael’s heart jolted with shock as he was struck by complete sensory deprivation. Even his divine sense had been rendered ineffective. This was true darkness!

He immediately activated all of his powers to take defensive measures.

However, before he had a chance to formulate a defense, an extremely sharp sword blade had already punctured his body.

The sword blade was extremely fast and possessed unimaginable power!

“Tear!”

The sword blade tore apart his body mercilessly.

Light returned to heaven and earth.

Everyone was greeted by the sight of the six-winged holy angel plummeting to the ground.

His white wings were limp and feeble as blood splattered through the air. A golden protective light instantly enshrouded his body.

An Lin stood in mid-air with Wings of Wind spread open on his back. He held the bloodstained Evil-Slaying Sword in his hand while black mist revolved around his body. He was like an invincible War God standing between heaven and earth.

Liu Qianhuan erupted into raucous cheers upon seeing this.

The Heavenly Palace was in complete turmoil.

The scenes that everyone had just witnessed were simply far too astonishing.

“My God, Michael lost?”

“He clearly had the upper hand a second ago, how did he lose in the blink of an eye?”

“That was an insta-kill! How crazy is that?!”

Many of the living beings present felt as if they had been slapped as they stared up at the screen with embarrassment and astonishment etched onto their faces.

These were all mighty figures who were convinced that An Lin’s loss was sealed, and some of them had even made predictions about how An Lin would fall before however many minutes were up…

“No, how could Holy Angel Michael be defeated! This is not real! It’s all fake! I must be dreaming!”

Some of Holy Angel Michael’s devout fans were unable to accept the reality, and they yelled out to try and dispel what must have been an illusion.

All of the Light Wing Clan living beings had been stunned into silence.

They had thought that their team would have the greatest hope of securing the heavenly peach trees.

However, they hadn’t even secured a single heavenly peach tree! Furthermore, their entire party had almost been wiped out!

And all of them had fallen to the Four Nine Immortal Sect!

Shirley stared blankly at the footage being broadcasted on the screen.

The words that An Lin had spoken to her a few minutes ago reverberated through her mind. He had told her to go and watch as he defeated Michael.

Shirley had planned to ridicule An Lin after he was eliminated by Michael, but she didn’t have a chance to do so now as he had actually won!

She tucked a few stray strands of hair behind her ear as a wry smile appeared on her beautiful features. “I don’t even understand him anymore. To think that even Holy Angel Michael was defeated…”

In contrast, all of the Four Nine Immortal Sect members were absolutely ecstatic.

“Hahaha! Master is the MVP!”

“Sect Leader An Lin’s last sword strike was so terrifying! Was that really an attack that was unleashed by a Dao Body Stage cultivator? That’s unbelievable!”

“Master is the best! Even that Michael or whatever is no match for him!” Ye Ling looked up at the man on the screen with pride and reverence on her face.

She had heard from her junior brothers, Xiao Ze and Xiao Tu, that this Michael was an extremely powerful being comparable to the Celestial Thearch. However, her master was still able to defeat him in such a crushing manner. Ye Ling had been completely starstruck.

Emperor Ziwei leaned back with a wide smile on his face. “Hand over your heavenly peaches!”

All of the other emperors handed over their heavenly peaches with gloomy expressions. How was An Lin this powerful? He really had beaten Michael within ten minutes…

Emperor Ziwei’s blind trust in An Lin had earned him twenty heavenly peaches. He was probably the most ecstatic one at the scene aside from An Lin!

Within the Dao Observation Space.

Xuanyuan Cheng rushed over and caught the plummeting An Lin in his arms.

An Lin lay feebly in his arms with a sense of elation in his heart.

Xu Xiaolan ran over from afar. “An Lin, are you alright?”

“I’m not alright. I’m so tired and completely unable to move. I can only recover in the arms of a beautiful woman…” An Lin spoke with a sly grin.

Xu Xiaolan initially planned to take An Lin from Xuanyuan Cheng’s arms.

However, she changed her mind after hearing An Lin’s words.

“Oh, then I’ll have to trouble Classmate Xuanyuan Cheng to take care of you for now.” Xu Xiaolan dusted herself off as a warm yet firm smile appeared on her face.

An Lin’s chest constricted. “Xiaolan, how could you do this to me?!”

Xu Xiaolan pretended not to have heard him and ran in another direction before helping Su Qianyun to her feet.

“Thank you, Classmate Xiaolan.” Su Qianyun smiled sweetly as she wiped the blood from the corners of her lips.

“You’re welcome. It’s a shame that the consumption of pills is prohibited here. Looks like we’ll have to rest and recuperate for a while…”

Xu Xiaolan stroked Su Qianyun’s back with a gentle expression on her face while using her vital energy to soothe the internal injuries that Su Qianyun had sustained.

An Lin was left to wonder where he had gone wrong.

[1] These are all characters from the online game League of Legends.