Becoming The Lord Of Sword From Today On

Right at this moment, a bloody light suddenly burst out from the pool of black blood, shooting towards him at an astonishing speed.    

Lin Chen suddenly woke up from his trance. He suddenly felt a terrifying aura locking onto him. Just as he was about to retreat, the bloody qi arrived at his forehead. Immediately after that, a bloody light enveloped him.    

"This is a possession?"    

Right at this moment, the True Devil's divine body condensed in the blood-red light. A blood-red light flashed and rushed into Lin Chen's mind.    

"Ah ~"    

Lin Chen held his temple. His head felt like it was going to split apart!    

"I awakened the Devour Sword Vein, and there are still eight more spirit vein that are about to recover. Hahaha, it's been a thousand years, I've finally found a perfect body!"    

A complacent laughter resounded in Lin Chen's mind. At the same time, the True Devil's spirit body kept attacking in his mind. This heart-wrenching pain caused his face to distort and his body to convulse!    

"Ant, don't put up a stubborn resistance. It's your honor to be possessed by this sovereign!"    

However, even after the True Devil launched a few mental attacks, it still failed to strike Lin Chen's mind. The strength of the young man's soul energy made him secretly shocked. At the same time, it also made him anxious and anxious. After all, the True Devil had been left with this mental energy for a thousand years and was already on the verge of collapse.    

"A mere True Devil wants to seize this young master's body? Take a closer look, who am I?"    

After a period of stalemate, Lin Chen also felt that the Demon God was about to run out of fuel. His eyes turned cold. At the same time, the Devour Sword Vein in his body condensed a spiritual sword energy and slashed at the True Devil's spiritual body.    

"Bang ~"    

The stunning sword energy split the True Devil's spirit body into two, and the blood energy that was restraining Lin Chen suddenly dissipated.    

"You are... Netherworld Sword Lord? How is this possible? Didn't you die? " The True Devil looked at Lin Chen's spiritual body in disbelief. This sword energy was still fresh in his memory. Back then, Lin Chen was alone, holding the Nine Underworlds in his hand, and had broken into the Devil Clan by himself. He had killed countless of his clansmen.    

"No! No! I have waited bitterly for a thousand years, how could this be the result? Since I can't be reborn, then I'll let you accompany me to hell!"    

The True Devil was ruthless. It wanted to perish together with Lin Chen. It let out a sorrowful roar. In an instant, a monstrous blood energy swept towards Lin Chen. Wherever it passed, time was restricted, and the void distorted.    

Looking at the final strike of the True Devil, Lin Chen's entire body was sealed by that energy, and he couldn't even muster up a trace of spiritual energy.    

The True Devil had a ferocious expression, and it looked just like a demon from the depths of hell. Lin Chen's face was solemn. He desperately activated the Devour Sword Vein, and his aura rapidly rose to the limit. His strength was approaching the peak of Qi Condensation.    

The Green Cloud Sword was unsheathed. Lin Chen used the Profound Heaven Fall Sword Art. The sword shadows were like a tsunami as they rushed toward the True Devil.    

This sword was also Lin Chen's strongest attack at the moment!    

Although the illusory True Devil was in imminent danger, its current strength could not be underestimated. After all, it was the Devil Clan's True Devil, and its bloodline power was extremely powerful.    

Sensing the destructive attack coming at him, Lin Chen no longer had any confidence in himself. This force was not something a Qi Condensation Stage could withstand!    

The earth-shattering attack arrived above his head, and the ground around Lin Chen cracked and turned into a vacuum zone.    

"Is it over..."    

Just as Lin Chen was feeling disheartened, a surge of black Qi suddenly burst out from his body.    

"This devil Qi! How is this possible? This is impossible! "    

In the next moment, a wave of demonic energy gushed out and covered the entire space. At the same time, the True Devil's shadow faded a little, and the monstrous blood energy turned into nothingness. It roared furiously, and its tone was filled with indescribable fear.    

"Kneel down when you see me coming into being." In the depths of Lin Chen's soul, a dignified voice could be heard, but only the True Devil could hear it.    

"Young master... I didn't know it was you..." The True Devil's face twisted, as if it had received a great shock.    

Lin Chen also had a surprised expression.    

Where did this black gas come from?    

Why was this True Devil suddenly so afraid?    

But at this moment, Lin Chen couldn't give it any more thought. The power of the Profound Heaven Falling Sword Art rose. In the blink of an eye, a tempestuous wave of sword Qi engulfed the illusory True Devil. The True Devil's phantom image twisted its body crazily in the sword Qi, and let out a series of miserable cries. It exploded, turning into wisps of ownerless soul essence that floated in the air.    

Lin Chen fell to the ground and gasped for breath. A wave of tiredness and soreness swept across his entire body. However, the corner of his mouth revealed a faint smile as he looked at the floating Soul Essence.    

This was the True Devil's soul essence. If he refined it, Lin Chen's soul would definitely improve by leaps and bounds.    

Next, Lin Chen didn't go anywhere else. He carefully refined the sparkling soul essence that was floating in the air.    

Seven days later, Lin Chen completely refined the soul essence here. Slowly opening his eyes, a bright light flashed past. Now, his soul energy could see the entire cave clearly.    

The reincarnated Lin Chen had inherited the soul energy from his previous life. Now, with the True Devil's soul essence, even in the Yanluo Sect, there weren't many people who could compare with him in terms of soul energy.    

Lin Chen smiled and walked to the pool of black blood.    

After so many years, apart from the color of the blood turning black, there were no signs of drying up. Although they were flowing on the ground, they did not stick to the ground, like raindrops on fallen leaves.    

"These are all Demon God's blood..."