I Might Be A Fake Cultivator Chapter 725 The Three Minutes Between Life and Death First Par

A rainbow halo that emanated boundless divine light suddenly appeared above the demonic baby’s head.

An Lin’s pupils contracted upon seeing this. “Is that the power of the divine dao?!”

The power of the divine dao was a power that could only be unleashed by mighty figures who were extremely close to or already at the Dao Integration Stage, and the demonic baby before him was unleashing this very same type of power!

“Wait… this power seems flawed…”

An Lin had battled first-rate mighty figures like Xing Tian, Laden, and Emperor Ziwei, so he had ample opportunity to observe the power of the divine dao in the past. As such, he was also able to detect the flaws in the power of the divine dao that was unleashed by the demonic baby.

However, even though the power was flawed, it was still not something that ordinary Return to Void Stage mighty figures were capable of unleashing.

The demonic baby wielded its black spear, and the tip of the spear only had to tremble lightly before the golden spatial seal cube around it was shattered.

“Roar!” In that instant, the Golden Flame Tiger’s claws swept toward the demonic baby.

The demonic baby spread its wings, and it instantly appeared behind the Golden Flame Tiger.

An Lin initially thought that the demonic baby had skirted around the Golden Flame Tiger to evade its attack, but in the next instant, his mouth gaped open in shock.

The Golden Flame Tiger had been sliced cleanly in half, and its body began to dissipate.

The demonic baby had launched a counterattack as it took evasive action, and it had launched the attack so quickly that even An Lin was unable to detect it…

His two-hundred-thousand-spirit-stone tycoon attack had come to no avail!

The demonic baby turned its green eyes upon An Lin with a malicious smile on its face. “Wah! Wah! Wah?”

An Lin was suddenly gripped by a sense of asphyxiation.

He felt the demonic baby was looking at him as if he were already a dead man.

Divine Inspection Technique!

Wings of Wind!

An Lin’s eyes turned snowy white as wings of wind materialized on his back. Regardless of what would happen, he had to ensure that these two techniques would last for the remainder of the three minutes. Otherwise, he would probably die without even knowing how he had been struck.

There were only two and a half minutes left, and the demonic baby seemed to be in no hurry to attack.

An Lin was glad to engage in a face-off like this. It would be ideal if this face-off could last for three minutes!

Ring…

A crisp ringing sounded as two huge crimson eyes suddenly appeared behind the demonic baby.

The two crimson eyes were imbued with boundless negative emotions of depravity, violence, slaughter, horror, death… A crimson world suddenly appeared before An Lin’s eyes as his head rang with dizziness.

This was… a spiritual attack!

Never would An Lin have thought that the demonic baby would choose to unleash an attack like this. If An Lin’s consciousness was as weak as a normal Soul Formation Stage cultivator, his soul would most likely have been instantly pulverized by that attack.

However, it was a pity for the demonic baby that An Lin’s consciousness was first-rate even among Return to Void Stage mighty figures.

An Lin gripped his head with both hands as he feigned an agonized expression.

The demonic baby chuckled triumphantly as if it was enjoying An Lin’s agony. “Wah! Wah! Wah!”

An Lin remained like this for a whole minute, but nothing happened.

“Ahh… ah!” An Lin gripped his head as he roared with pain, and he was starting to become short of breath.

Anyone would be short of breath if they yelled for a minute straight.

The smile on the demonic baby’s face slowly disappeared as confusion took its place. “Wah, wah, wah?”

It silently withdrew its spell technique, only to find that An Lin was still wailing in anguish.

“Ahh… ah!” An Lin continued to grip his head with an agonized expression.

“Ah… huh?” He shot a glance toward the demonic baby only to find that the crimson eyes behind it had disappeared, and his yelling came to a grinding halt as an awkward expression appeared on his face.

A thunderous expression appeared on the demonic baby’s face before slowly transitioning to one of ferocity and rage.

It had been played for a fool, and a sense of humiliation sent it into a flying rage as the rainbow halo quickly revolved above its head while exuding a fearsome aura that caused the entire space around it to tremor violently. “Wah! Wah! Wah!”

At the same time, An Lin pulled out a high-rank spirit sword, the Nine Dragons Immortal Locking Sword!

Six Strikes of the War God—Sword Burial!

Bam!

The Nine Dragons Immortal Locking Sword shattered as fragments that appeared like dragon scales exuded a dazzling glow as they flew through the air.

This was a five-hundred-thousand-spirit-stone tycoon attack.

Hold on! There were one and a half minutes left!

An Lin was just about to activate the full power of the Nine Dragons Immortal Locking Sword when a black figure appeared before him with a sinister smile on its face. “Wah!”

An Lin had already activated his Divine Inspection Technique, so everything was drastically slowed down in his eyes.

However, even so, the demonic baby was still unbelievably fast in his eyes.

Its black spear pierced through the air like a bolt of black lightning.

An Lin evaded with all his might, but he had only managed to twist his body slightly to the side before the spear punctured his shoulder.

Splay!

Blood burst forth from An Lin’s shoulder as his body crashed like a cannonball into the ground below.

A tearing sensation swept through his entire body, and he felt like his body of the War God was completely ineffective against the demonic baby’s spear.

The demonic baby pulled out its spear and cackled with a sinister expression before plunging the spear down toward An Lin’s head.

In the face of absolute speed and power, An Lin had no method of effective retaliation.

He had just unleashed his Sword Burial technique, but he hadn’t even had a chance to use it before his opponent knocked him to the ground. How was he supposed to fight such a powerful opponent?

A sense of despair welled up in An Lin’s heart.

Right when the black spear was about to stab downward again, a blast of powerful golden energy suddenly shot forth from the distance, painting the entire space gold.

The bolt of energy was imbued with the power to reduce everything down to its tiniest particles; this was a high-tech annihilation cannon!

Boom!

The demonic baby was knocked flying.

Its massive body tumbled to the ground, and its red undergarment was in tatters as black smoke wafted from its belly.

A silver Gundam had both arms aimed at the demonic baby, and at the same time, smoke wafted from a hole at the end of each of its arms while engine oil flowed from its mouth.

An Lin was ecstatic upon seeing this. “Nice one, Gundam Three!”

This new recruit was much more reliable than Dong Guo! It had saved his life during a dire situation!

He immediately stood up before gripping the air toward the demonic baby.

Nine Dragons Immortal Lock, activate!

“Roar!”

Nine black dragons descended from the sky before flying toward the demonic baby as their bodies formed a mysterious and complex spell formation; Nine Dragons Immortal Formations!

Wind, rain, thunder, and lightning also appeared at this moment before surging toward the demonic baby.

Under the fearsome restrictive power, the special metal from which the ground was constructed began to cave in while the demonic baby’s huge body began to twist and warp.

An Lin did a rough calculation to find that there was still a minute left!

He had to hold on for this final minute.

An Lin brought out another high-rank spirit tool, the North Star Sword.

Only high-rank spirit tool sword burials had any effect against the demonic baby now.

He shouldn’t stop his tycoon attacks since all that money would be useless to him anyway if he were dead!

If five-hundred-thousand-spirit-stone tycoon attacks didn’t work, then he would just have to throw in another five hundred thousand!

This was a one-million-spirit-stone tycoon attack!

An Lin’s entire body glowed with the light of a tycoon as he looked down upon the demonic baby that was trapped in his formation.

Six Strikes of the War God—Sword Burial!

Bam!

The North Star Sword shattered.