I Might Be A Fake Cultivator Chapter 508 The Indestructible Opponen

An Lin racked his brains as he tried to see what powerful techniques he had.

The first thing he thought of was his Nuclear Lightning Fist. This technique would be able to at least severely injure, if not kill a Return to Void Stage mighty figure.

However, this man from the Dragon Tribe was clearly not an average Return to Void Stage mighty figure. He was a Return to Void Stage cultivator who had attained enlightenment in the dao of indestructibility, giving him an insane HP stat!

He had just taken Hong Dou’s finishing technique and eaten it for breakfast. With such a terrifyingly powerful body, there was no way he would die just from copping one Nuclear Lightning Fist…

Right at this moment, Ling Ying began to float toward the Dragon Tribe male.

“Let me have a go. His body and consciousness may be powerful, but that doesn’t mean that his body is immune to poison.”

Ling Ying’s aura began to drastically climb as a drop of inky black liquid suddenly squirted out from the longest of her tentacles. The drop of black liquid hung in the air, exuding a potent aura of death.

“This drop of poison has been refined within my body for over three years. If I drip it into the ocean, it would be able to poison every living creature to death within a radius of fifty kilometers! It can quickly kill all the cells within the target’s body, thereby robbing the target of all its vitality before breaking the target’s body down into microscopic particles. Please swallow it!”

Ling Ying flicked the drop of black liquid toward the Dragon Tribe male. The Dragon Tribe male looked at the drop of black liquid with a disdainful expression.

An Lin immediately translated what Ling Ying had said for the Dragon Tribe male to hear.

“Alright, I’ll endure it if I can successfully die!”

The Dragon Tribe male furrowed his brows as he swallowed the drop of black liquid.

Everyone turned their eyes upon the man with anxiety and anticipation in their eyes.

The Dragon Tribe male’s body shuddered as if he had been electrocuted.

He then patted his stomach and smacked his lips with an expression that seemed to be asking for more.

“I thought this black liquid would be very disgusting, but it actually tastes great. After swallowing it, my whole body trembled uncontrollably as a numb yet extremely satisfying sense of destruction spread throughout my entire body before flowing into my consciousness, resulting in a spiritual orgasm!”

The Dragon Tribe raised his thumb to Ling Ying. “That was great!”

An Lin relayed his message expressionlessly.

Everyone stared at An Lin in shock after hearing this. Ling Ying’s body trembled, and she almost fell out of the air.

“Do you have any more of this liquid? I’ll make an exception and let you poison me again!” the Dragon Tribe male continued.

Ling Ying almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Poison you again my a*s! He was clearly hoping to use the poison as some sort of a narcotic substance!!

Ling Ying had refined that drop of poison for three whole years within her body, only for this man to use it to reach some sort of spiritual orgasm.

Ling Ying fell apart. She stood beside Hong Dou and drew circles on the ground with her tentacles.

An Lin was feeling extremely overwhelmed by pressure. He didn’t really have any other trump cards left.

The vast majority of his spell techniques were quite powerful, but also crude and simple, which simply wouldn’t work on someone with such freakish defense, so he had to find another way.

“Tina, you’re up!” An Lin spoke.

“Huh? Oh!” Tina nodded nonchalantly before charging toward the Dragon Tribe male while wielding her Heart Lotus Ice Sword.

Her attack was quite a simple one. Her Heart Lotus Ice Sword extended outward infinitely as if it was a blue line parting heaven and earth before slashing down upon the Dragon Tribe male’s throat with unrivaled sharpness!

Splat!

The fearsome strike managed to slice open the Dragon Tribe male’s neck and blood gushed forth.

The Dragon Tribe male was quite startled by this. Never would he have thought that such a tiny little fairy could give him such a pleasant surprise.

“Harder! Go! You’re so close! Don’t give up now!”

He cheered Tina on even as blood gushed from his mouth, creating an extremely bizarre spectacle.

Tina let loose a delicate war cry as the power of holy light burst forth from her body before fusing with the Heart Lotus Ice Sword, thereby further increasing the power behind her strike!

Splat!

Blood flew through the air as the Dragon Tribe male’s head was decapitated before falling to the ground.

An Lin and the others all took a deep breath before bursting out in celebration!

“We finally killed this nutjob! Well done, Little Na!” An Lin offered up words of praise.

“We were all fooled into thinking his defense was unbreachable after seeing him swallow Hong Dou’s attack. However, we forget that sometimes a weapon of an extremely high caliber wielded by someone powerful enough can break through defenses even as freakish as his,” Liu Chuchu said as she analyzed with a smile.

Hong Dou continued drawing circles in the ground upon hearing this.

“Who just called me a nutjob?” A familiar voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone shuddered in unison before looking behind them and drawing a collective sharp intake of breath.

The Dragon Tribe male was holding his head in his right hand with an expression of displeasure on his face at being referred to as a “nutjob”.

An Lin: “…”

Everyone: “…”

“It was Hong Dou!” An Lin replied with impeccable honesty.

“F*ck off, An Lin! You’re trying to screw me over again?!” Hong Dou flared up in rage.

“Alright, alright… I don’t really care anyway. That little fairy just then did quite well; I actually had a feeling of impending doom for a moment. However, it was all an illusion in the end. An attack like this is still too weak to kill me… At your power levels, I don’t think it will help your cause even if you cut me into thousands of pieces.”

When the Dragon Tribe male placed his head back onto his neck, the severed flesh instantly fused together.

Everyone swallowed nervously at the bizarre scene unfolding before their eyes.

“Your turn now, I hope you won’t disappoint me.” The Dragon Tribe male turned to An Lin with a smile.

An Lin turned an anxious gaze on the man as he tried to think of a way to kill him.

After seeing Tina’s attempt, he didn’t think the Six Strikes of the War God was even worth trying anymore. As such, there was only one technique left that he could try…

An Lin suddenly raised his head to look into the Dragon Tribe male’s eyes as an image of a golden eye appeared on his forehead.

Divine Plunder Technique!

Golden ripples proliferated throughout the air before sweeping toward the Dragon Tribe male.

Boom!

Several tens of thousands of different powerful spell techniques, as well as different traits, appeared in An Lin’s mind.

An Lin felt as if his head was about to split open as his mind was swamped by an overload of information!

F*ck!

Didn’t people normally only have a few or about a dozen abilities that could be plundered? Why did this Dragon Tribe male have several tens of thousands? Just what kind of monster was he?!

Puah!

An Lin spat out a mouthful of blood from spell-technique backlash, and with one knee, he knelt onto the ground as he forced himself back from the brink of unconsciousness.

The Divine Plunder Technique was overloaded…

He hadn’t even plundered any abilities yet…

Like everyone else, the Dragon Tribe male stared at An Lin with a baffled expression.

What happened? Why did he just vomit blood?

“F*ck, I’m done, I need to take a rest…”

An Lin waved his hands feebly to everyone.

Dragon Tribe male: “…”

Everyone: “…”

So An Lin failed before he could even make an attempt?

Had he been wounded by the aura of the Dragon Tribe male?

Just how powerful was this man!