"Damn kid, your reactions are pretty quick, huh," the Martial God who had previously been thrown off the staircase to the sixth floor glared coldly at Lin San.
"You're taking up too much of the energy in this space. Either leave, or move up to the next floor," he said, his tone cold as his gaze locked onto Lin San.
The others also fixed their eyes on Lin San, clearly sharing the same thought—they wanted him to leave.
After all, Lin San was absorbing so much energy that it drastically reduced the amount they could take in.
"Does this training tower belong to you?" Lin San replied coldly.
"If not, why don't you move up? There's even more energy on the higher floors," he added with a sneer.
If they had approached him in a civil manner, Lin San might have considered moving up. After all, the higher floors held even stronger energy. But their aggressive attitude only made him feel more irritated.
"Hmph!"
Hearing Lin San's words, the Martial Gods snorted. If they had the strength to go higher, they wouldn't still be stuck on the fifth floor.
Just getting here had already drained much of their energy.
"I'll ask one more time—are you going to move, or not?" The Martial God who had spoken earlier stared at Lin San, his eyes filled with malice.
"What if I say no?" Lin San narrowed his eyes, his voice calm but carrying an underlying challenge.
"Then I'll throw you off myself!"
With a roar, the Martial God lunged at Lin San, reaching out to grab him.
In his eyes, Lin San was just a one-armed Martial God, hardly a threat at all.
"Heh."
Lin San sneered. In the next instant, he thrust his sword forward.
"You're seeking death!" the Martial God shouted angrily, seeing Lin San daring to attack him. He reached out, aiming to grab the Ye Fan Sword barehanded.
"We'll see who's really seeking death," Lin San said, his voice calm.
The Martial God's hand became as hard as iron. He had mastered claw techniques, and his hands were not only sharp but incredibly tough. He had shattered countless weapons with his claws.
Boom!
But as soon as his hand touched the Ye Fan Sword, a surge of powerful sword energy exploded from the blade!
His hand was thrown back, and his entire body was pushed backward by the impact.
Sword energy!
How could it be this powerful?
The Martial God's eyes widened in shock. Looking down, he saw that his right hand was now covered in deep cuts, blood seeping from his wounds. A sharp pain shot through him.
"Damn it!!" he howled, his face full of disbelief.
It was the first time his claws had failed to destroy a weapon. Instead, he had been the one injured!
The other Martial Gods were also stunned. None of them had expected the sword in Lin San's hand to unleash such terrifying power.
With a roar, the Martial God lunged at Lin San again, still refusing to use any weapons, relying on his claws to tear Lin San apart.
As his claw shot forward, a massive claw-shaped shadow appeared, aiming to rip Lin San to pieces.
[Void Slash]!
Lin San remained calm, swinging the Ye Fan Sword, which was enveloped in a fierce burst of sword energy.
Boom!
The sword energy tore through the air, striking the Martial God directly.
He had underestimated Lin San's strength.
At such close range, there was no way for him to dodge. The fearsome sword energy ripped through him, shredding his body into several pieces.
Blood sprayed everywhere.
In the next instant, his lifeless body collapsed to the ground, and a soul emerged from the corpse.
Lin San watched the escaping soul for a moment before swiftly slashing with the Ye Fan Sword, cutting the soul into two.
[Killed Eight-Star Martial God, gained 800,000,000 evolution points]
[Absorbed Eight-Star Martial God's essence blood, gained 8,000 energy points]
[Absorbed Eight-Star Martial God's essence blood, gained 8,000 energy points]
[Absorbed Eight-Star Martial God's essence blood, gained 8,000 energy points]
…
The Ye Fan Sword continued absorbing the golden essence blood from the dead Martial God.
The other Martial Gods were stunned.
They had never imagined Lin San would unleash such a terrifying power, killing an Eight-Star Martial God in mere moments.
As Lin San turned his gaze towards them, their bodies trembled with fear, gripping their weapons tightly as if Lin San might attack them next.
Seeing the corpse on the ground, Lin San frowned slightly. The energy on this fifth floor was starting to feel insufficient.
It was time to move on.
Without saying a word, Lin San turned and headed toward the stairs leading to the next floor.
Only when he disappeared from sight did the other Martial Gods breathe a collective sigh of relief. They exchanged glances, each silently thankful they hadn't attacked him. Otherwise, they might have shared the same fate as the slain Martial God.
"He's too strong... He just killed an Eight-Star Martial God like it was nothing."
Meanwhile, Lin San had reached the staircase to the sixth floor.
The moment he set foot on the stairs, a powerful force surged toward him, threatening to throw him back.
But this time, Lin San was prepared.
The force didn't manage to knock him down, and he continued his ascent.
Although the pressure grew stronger with each step, Lin San pressed on and finally reached the sixth floor!
"This energy..."
As soon as he stepped onto the sixth floor, Lin San's eyes widened.
The energy here was even more intense than the fifth floor.
The sheer amount of energy was overwhelming.
"This is incredible…" Lin San whispered to himself, his eyes filled with astonishment.
"If I continue cultivating here, I might just break through to become a Nine-Star Martial God!"
Excitement surged through him. Given the dangerous situations he would face soon, he needed to increase his strength as quickly as possible!