Hungover, I crossed over to the psychic realm

Lin Yu's figure was robust and agile. His white robe billowed violently in the howling gale, resembling a pure snow lotus blooming in the tempest, or like a lightning bolt so sharp that it could rend the sky, carrying an overwhelming momentum of fearlessly charging forward, regardless of life or death. In an instant, he clashed with the evil leader in mid - air, inaugurating this intense confrontation that could make the heavens and the earth change color. His eyes were like the most resplendent stars in the night sky, radiating unwavering determination and resolute conviction, as if solemnly proclaiming to the world the unshakable belief that justice would surely prevail over evil with an irresistible force, and that radiance was sufficient to dispel all darkness and gloom.

The moment their bodies made contact, spiritual power erupted from the two of them without restraint, like a surging tsunami capable of devouring everything. The spiritual power within Lin Yu was like a vast galaxy ignited, surging and galloping. It flowed rapidly along the meridians of his body in an almost wild manner, ultimately converging on the renowned Taichu Divine Sword in his hand. In an instant, the Taichu Divine Sword emitted a blinding light, and its blade trembled violently, humming loudly, as if excitedly echoing the master's high - spirited fighting spirit, or like a peerless fierce beast on the verge of breaking through its seal. Lin Yu let out a deafening shout that resounded through the heavens, like the tolling of a great bell. With a sudden flick of the long sword in his hand, he executed the "Clear Wind Breaks the Clouds Style." A sharp sword energy that seemed capable of tearing the sky apart shot out, resembling a bright white silk ribbon, slicing towards the evil leader with an irresistible and invincible force. Wherever this sword energy passed, the air was forcefully torn apart, emitting a sharp "hissing" sound, as if the space was moaning in pain.

The evil leader was tall and imposing, exuding an eerie and terrifying aura. He was like a dark shadow rising from the depths of the Nine Netherworlds, releasing a suffocating evil energy that enshrouded the surrounding sky in darkness. His face was ferociously distorted, as if possessed by the most evil demon in the world. Every wrinkle seemed to conceal boundless evil and brutality, like an evil ghost in the abyss, ready to pounce on and devour people. At this moment, his hands moved rapidly, his fingers hooked, forming a complex and strange handprint. He muttered incantations under his breath, as if reciting a curse from the underworld. Subsequently, he unleashed a hair - raising evil cultivation technique. Billowing black spiritual power continuously surged out from his body, resembling venomous pythons exuding a stench of decay, writhing menacingly towards Lin Yu. These black spiritual powers not only emitted a nauseating and soul - eroding rotten smell, as if seeping from the deepest miasma in the Nine Netherworlds, but also faintly carried a deathly chill capable of freezing vitality, seemingly intending to freeze and devour Lin Yu's soul mercilessly, making him completely disappear from this vast world without a trace. The evil leader launched a "Nine Nether Soul - Annihilating Palm." The black palm print, as if carrying a ten - thousand - jun force, with billowing black smoke, crashed towards Lin Yu's sword energy like a collapsing Mount Tai, as if trying to crush the sword energy beneath his palm and make it vanish into thin air.

When the two moves collided, it was as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting, as if the end of the world had arrived. In an instant, a deafening roar resounded, a sound like the furious howl of an ancient prehistoric beast awakening from its slumber. The surrounding air trembled violently, like a solitary boat in a tempestuous sea. It seemed that the entire world was on the verge of collapse under the impact of this powerful force that could destroy everything, thrown into endless chaos and turmoil, much like the disorder and wildness at the beginning of chaos.

Lin Yu's expression remained as steady as a mountain, his gaze as firm as a blazing torch that would never be extinguished. Under his exquisite control, the Taichu Divine Sword in his hand was like a flexible, powerful, and domineering dragon that dominated the heavens and the earth. The sword moved with his body, generating a fierce gust of wind. He gently tapped the void with his feet, and his figure spun rapidly like a ghost. The long sword in his hand was brandished so densely that it was like a shining sword - shield. At this moment, he executed the "Star River Chaotic Dance Sword." In an instant, the surrounding space seemed to be filled with countless tangible sword auras. Each sword aura was like a dazzling lightning bolt streaking across the night sky, carrying a brilliant light and boundless sharpness capable of piercing through metal and stone, engaging in a fierce and unrelenting collision with the evil spiritual power.

Seeing that a frontal assault was difficult to break through Lin Yu's impenetrable defense, a crafty glint flashed in the evil leader's eyes, like a flickering and eerie will - o' - the - wisp in the night sky, sinister and full of calculation and conspiracy. In the next moment, his figure flashed, moving at an extreme speed. Like a ghost, he instantly disappeared from the spot, leaving no trace to be traced, as if he had perfectly merged with the surrounding void, making it impossible to capture his whereabouts, as if he had never been in this space. This was his renowned "Shadow Concealment Technique." With this technique, he could hide his figure and aura in an instant, like a ghost blending into the darkness, making it extremely difficult to guard against, and it had become his deadly trump card in battles.

Seeing this, alarm bells rang loudly in Lin Yu's heart. Like an experienced hunter who had gone through countless life - and - death trials in the jungle, he keenly sensed the hidden and deadly danger. He immediately held his breath, concentrated all his attention, and circulated his spiritual power, elevating his perception to an unprecedentedly acute state. At this moment, his spiritual awareness was like countless invisible but omnipresent tentacles, meticulously perceiving every subtle change in the surrounding space. Even the slightest ripple of spiritual power in the air could not escape his eagle - like perception that could detect the slightest detail.

At this critical moment of life and death, the evil leader emerged silently from behind Lin Yu, like a ghost crawling out of the Nine Netherworlds. In his hand, he tightly grasped a dagger emitting a faint glow, a glow like a soul - stealing will - o' - the - wisp from the depths of hell, flickering and exuding a bone - chilling deadly chill.

With a determination to kill, he stabbed fiercely at Lin Yu's back. This stab was his ultimate technique, the "Dark Night Lethal Strike." Its speed and power had reached an extreme level, like a bolt of black lightning, seemingly intending to instantly pierce through Lin Yu's body, mercilessly ending his life here, turning his mission and hope into nothingness, and dissipating them in this vast world.

However, Lin Yu was no ordinary person. Like a sage who could perceive the opportunities of all things in the world and foresee the future, relying on his keen intuition and understanding of the evil leader's fighting style, he had long anticipated his every move and was well - prepared. At the moment when the dagger was about to stab him, he sidestepped nimbly, as light and agile as a swallow skimming the water in spring, narrowly avoiding this fatal blow. At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and the whole world seemed to freeze. Life and death hung in the balance, making people involuntarily hold their breath in fear, as if their hearts were in their throats. Almost simultaneously, Lin Yu counter - attacked with a sword strike, as fast as lightning, executing the "Thunderbolt Flash Sky - Shaking Sword." The sword's momentum was like a rainbow piercing the sun, irresistible. Like a brilliant light that could tear through time and space, it carried his long - suppressed anger and the overwhelming power to defend justice, directly aiming at the evil leader's throat. This sword strike was like the sword of justice's judgment, intended to completely eliminate evil, let the light shine on this land once again that had been shrouded in darkness, and restore a clear and bright world.

In this way, the two of them exchanged blows, like two tigers locked in an unrelenting battle for territory and dignity, neither yielding to the other. Every move and every stance contained deadly danger, and the battle had reached an extremely stalemated and inseparable state. Each of their confrontations was like walking on the edge of life and death. A single misstep could lead to a tragic end of eternal damnation, as if falling into an endless abyss with no chance of recovery. And on the battlefield below them, the coalition forces and the evil forces were also engaged in an equally intense, brutal, and bloody battle. The shouts of killing on the battlefield shook the heavens and the earth, like the rumbling of thunder roaring in the ears, ceaselessly, making people's eardrums ache. Blood flowed continuously from the wounded and the dead, like a trickling stream, quickly staining the ground red and converging into shocking pools of blood. The whole battlefield became like a sea of blood hell, filled with the breath of death and despair, as if enveloped by the god of death, where life was as fragile as an ant.

The members of the coalition forces all had resolute and courageous expressions. The intense desire for victory and the deep - seated hatred for evil burned in their eyes like two raging fires. Relying on the tacit cooperation honed through countless bloody battles before, like comrades - in - arms who had a telepathic connection and were willing to live and die together, they trusted and supported each other, fighting in coordination and forming an indestructible and invincible powerful force. At the same time, their high morale was like a beacon fire burning brightly in the night, illuminating the entire battlefield, making them like an irresistible iron - clad torrent, charging across the battlefield. Wherever they went, the enemies were terrified. Driven by this powerful force, the coalition forces gradually gained the upper hand. They advanced steadily step by step, like an unstoppable iron giant, forcing the evil forces' defenses to retreat steadily. Every step forward seemed to bring them closer to victory. The dawn of victory now seemed to faintly appear on the distant horizon, waving gently to them, giving them the courage and strength to continue the battle, making them firmly believe that the final victory would surely belong to the side of justice, as surely as the dawn would dispel the darkness and bring light and hope.