Super Gene Ⅱ: Evolution

But now, the gap between Lin Shen\'s strength and Ye Ya\'s was too great, and the Power of Sacrificial Halo had already been used; killing him now would not be so easy.

Lin Shen slightly pondered and, holding the Scrap Sword, walked up to Ye Ya. Taking advantage of the fact that Fei Zai could still suppress him, he had to quickly figure out a way to finish him off.

Because Lin Shen was unsure of Fei Zai\'s capabilities, nor did he know whether it didn\'t want to kill or if suppressing Ye Ya had already exhausted its full strength and it simply didn\'t have the ability to kill him.

Although the Scrap Sword wasn\'t sharpened, its tip was still sharp enough.

"You can\'t kill me," Ye Ya said hoarsely.

Lin Shen wasn\'t interested in wasting words with him; he didn\'t want to make Ye Ya his servant, he just wanted to kill him quickly.

Lin Shen gripped the sword with both hands and slashed with all his might at Ye Ya\'s neck, wanting to see if he could break it.

Unfortunately, the strike on Ye Ya\'s neck didn\'t have much effect, not even injuring his Feather Armor.

Because of Fei Zai\'s suppression, Ye Ya\'s body didn\'t even move when struck with such force.

Without another word, Lin Shen switched from chopping to stabbing, using the sword as if it were a finger, employing the Finger Skill he had been practicing recently.

Clang!

The tip of the Scrap Sword stabbed at Ye Ya\'s acupoint, but couldn\'t penetrate at all.

"The destructive power of the Scrap Sword is too poor. If it were the Ten Directions Ghost God Slaying Blade, it probably would\'ve chopped off Ye Ya\'s head with one slash," Lin Shen thought gloomily.

"I told you, you can\'t kill me," Ye Ya muttered with a strange laugh, mocking Lin Shen\'s incompetence.

A thought struck Lin Shen, and he placed both hands on the Scrap Sword, pressing it against Ye Ya\'s neck, then started to saw back and forth.

"It\'s pointless. If you were of Nirvana Level, I would certainly be dead today. Unfortunately, you are just an Ascender, you can\'t kill me." Ye Ya glared at Lin Shen like an Evil Ghost, "As soon as this freak bird\'s strength is depleted and it can\'t suppress me anymore, that will be your time to die."

Lin Shen ignored him and continued to saw back and forth.

Although the Scrap Sword lacked serration, it was full of impurities, and those golden spots were like fine sand, making the blade edge appear not so smooth.

Lin Shen initially only wanted to try, but after a few pulls, he surprisingly found that a wound had been cut into Ye Ya\'s Feather Armor by the Scrap Sword, and the power of the Evil Ghost on it couldn\'t withstand the abrasion of the Scrap Sword.

Seeing this, Lin Shen was overjoyed and bit down on his teeth, sawing with all his might, gradually cutting through the Feather Armor.

At first, Ye Ya was unconcerned, but when Lin Shen sawed through the Feather Armor and started on his neck, Ye Ya\'s complexion drastically changed.

"That... what kind of sword is that..." Due to the intense pain, Ye Ya\'s face contorted hideously.

He couldn\'t imagine that a sword forged by human hands could saw through his Feather Armor and injure his flesh.

Lin Shen had no intention of responding, continuing to saw at the neck attentively; blood spurted from the wound, splattering all over Lin Shen\'s face and body, turning the Scrap Sword completely blood-red.

"Ah!" Ye Ya let out a painful cry.

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This kind of sawing back and forth was so much more painful than dying from a single cut, it was simply unbearable for humans.

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If given a choice, Lin Shen would not have wanted to kill Ye Ya using such a method either, but he had no other choice.

With each stroke, the Scrap Sword gradually sank deeper into Ye Ya\'s neck, even cutting through bone, as blood followed the blade down, staining everything around.

"Good... good... good... To die like this... my death is truly unique in this world... Trash...

use more force... don\'t let me die too easily... Only the most extreme pain in death... is fitting for me, Ye Ya..." Ye Ya screamed madly, as if in pain and laughing, as though an Evil Ghost were wailing.

Lin Shen was deaf to his screams and curses, forcefully sawing over and over again.

He had sawn so many times that even Lin Shen, known for his endurance, felt his hands go numb, barely able to hold the blade.

At last, Ye Ya\'s neck was severed by the Scrap Sword, and it was only at the moment his neck snapped that Ye Ya\'s voice abruptly stopped, along with the Power of Nirvana emanating from his body.

The Evil Ghost Blade in Ye Ya\'s hands fell to the ground, and without its head, his body collapsed, only his head, suspended in mid-air by Fei Zai, remained motionless; those blood-red eyes remained open, staring straight at Lin Shen.

Fei Zai spread his wings and flew back to Lin Shen\'s shoulder; without its suppression, the head rolled to the ground and aside.

"This way, he should be dead, right?" Lin Shen, not daring to be careless, grasped Ye Ya\'s head, placed it on the ground and continued to saw through the middle with the Scrap Sword, determined not to give him any chance of rebirth.

Outside the Purple Star, a horrific battle continued as well.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Ye Kong, carrying Ye Xing, tried to flee, but without the cover of night, the Night Ghost Tribe couldn\'t play to their strengths. Ye Kong couldn\'t escape the sea of stars and was intercepted by Chi 118 and Chi 96.

Facing two opponents, and also having to protect Ye Xing nestled under her arm, Ye Kong was in dire peril after only a few exchanges.

Although Chi 118 was unaware that his homeland had been attacked by the Night Ghost Tribe, he made every strike a killing move, showing no mercy, wanting to kill them quickly and then to tame the Sacrificial Robe.

Both showed no quarter, driving Ye Kong nearly to collapse.

Ye Xing desperately shouted for Ye Kong to drop her and escape, but Ye Kong, as if deaf to her cries, continued to fight while protecting Ye Xing.

Suddenly, the sound of a drumbeat startled everyone in the midst of battle.

Ye Kong and Ye Xing were overjoyed, looking toward the direction of the sound, and indeed saw the figures they had imagined, and not just one.

Two women of the Night Ghost Tribe emerged, soaring into the sky, one with many drum-like instruments in front of her, holding drumsticks; the other had a keyboard-like instrument floating beneath her hands.

Before even approaching the battlefield, the sound of their instruments already filled the air, the waves of sound rampaging and reverberating, startling both Chi 118 and Chi 96.

"Sister Yue... Sister Yun..." Ye Xing called out with excitement.

With Ye Yue and Ye Yun joining the fray, Ye Kong flung Ye Xing forcefully away, plucking her Bass to emit a deep tone. The three surrounded Chi 118 and Chi 116, with waves of sound weaving together to trap Chi 118 and Chi 116 in the swelling waves of music.

With three against two, the Night Ghost Tribe reversed the situation, gaining the upper hand.

Ye Xing retreated again and again, knowing such a battle was not for her to be a part of. She had not felt it before due to Ye Kong\'s protection.

Without Ye Kong\'s protection, she could only distance herself from the battlefield.

As she flew over the Purple Star, Ye Xing happened to see Lin Shen below, and upon this sight, her face turned deathly pale.

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