I Might Be A Fake Cultivator - Chapter 1507

Chapter 1507: The True Meaning of Life

Blood splattered through the air and fell upon his inky-black sword blade.

At this moment, Helen’s sleeves were already converging toward An Lin with powerful killing intent, and they were traveling even faster than An Lin after using his three buff techniques.

However, An Lin did not take any evasive measures. Streams of wind revolved around his Evil-Slaying Sword before slashing directly toward Helen’s neck!

He was going to decapitate Helen again. Even Dao Integration Stage Blood Tribe super mighty figures had a limit to their life forces, and they would still be killed once that limit was breached!

Helen’s expression darkened even further at the sight of An Lin completely disregarding her attack. No one had ever dared to look down on her like this after she had unleashed her Dancing Lotus Sleeves!

The smooth and inky-black ground below her was her stage. She was the center of this world atop her stage, and anyone would pale in insignificance before her!

She tapped her foot gently into the ground and her waist twisted, sending her body fluttering to the side like a graceful butterfly.

An Lin’s Wind Sword was about to land on thin air, but he suddenly changed the direction of his attack in mid-air!

Helen’s expression shifted drastically. What insane reaction speed would it take for him to follow her movements?

“Impudence!” She harrumphed coldly as her sleeves converged toward An Lin’s back.

The blade of An Lin’s sword fell without any hesitation, tearing through Helen’s dress and inflicting a gash upon her shoulder. At the same time, Helen’s sleeves crashed heavily into An Lin’s back.

Overwhelming power swept forth.

An Lin felt like he had been struck by a hundred divine mountains, and even his bones had been slightly fractured by that attack.

“Pfff…” His blood churned, and he threw up a mouthful of blood.

An Lin was blasted flying for over a kilometer.

Helen turned around with a disdainful smile on her lips. “How foolish. You think you can fight fire with fire? Ignorance truly is bliss!”

She skimmed a finger over the wound on her shoulder as she spoke, collecting some blood and licking it off her fingertip in a provocative gesture before letting loose a light moan of pleasure.

An Lin climbed up from the ground, and he couldn’t help but burst into laughter upon seeing what Helen was doing.

In Helen’s eyes, she had gained a clear upper hand during that exchange…

But in An Lin’s eyes, she had already been insta-killed!

Helen was a little disgruntled by An Lin’s expression.

She was the one who had gained the upper hand, so why was this man revealing such a vulgar smile? How detestable!

She stepped forward and hurtled toward An Lin at blinding speed. Her sleeves shot through the air and descended upon him with the power of darkness and despair.

An Lin merely stood on the spot without doing anything aside from looking at her with an eager, victorious expression. This was making her feel even more vexed and uneasy.

Helen thought back to Emperor An Mang, who had been insane for the past hundred years. He was once the most powerful Holy Disciple, but he was now reduced to a disheveled, soulless man who was constantly muttering nonsense to himself…

She knew that An Lin was most likely responsible for this, which was why she was actually being quite cautious against him in battle.

So what did An Lin’s smile entail?

Helen couldn’t help but feel like An Lin’s smile was a little unsettling. She tried to rid herself of these thoughts as her sleeves shot forth like a pair of inky-black dragons.

Her sleeves were imbued with an extremely terrifying force capable of crushing the body of even a Dao Integration Stage super mighty figure!

Bam!!!

Her power of the divine dao created shockwaves that surged for over fifty kilometers.

Her sleeves crashed into a shiny, green turtle shell that had suddenly appeared around An Lin’s body, upon which the turtle shell tremored violently, but it showed no signs of breaking.

“So sturdy…” Helen’s expression shifted slightly.

At the same time, the uneasiness in her heart grew more pronounced. An Lin could evade or retaliate, but he chose to defend. What was he waiting for?

Thump…

All of a sudden, her heart rate accelerated.

The blood within her body suddenly began to seethe and churn. This was destruction brought about by extreme purification and elevation!

“Ah!!!” Empress Helen’s cheeks became flushed, and her chest rose and fell drastically. She clasped a hand over her heart, and her eyes interchanged between clarity and being glazed over.

“This power… I feel like every single cell within my body is active…” She stared at An Lin with an astonished expression. “You… What did you do to me?”

An Lin deactivated his Evading Turtle Technique, and a victorious smile appeared on his face as he made his way over to the woman who was immobilized by the drastic transformations occurring within her body. “Do you want to know the true meaning of life? Do you want to truly live? Holy blood will give you the answer…”

Helen faltered momentarily before recalling An Lin’s strange gesture of slicing himself with his sword, upon which her pupils contracted violently. “You… you poisoned your blood?!”

“No, I didn’t poison my blood. My blood IS poison.” An Lin chuckled coldly.

“Ah…!” Helen panted heavily as her flush deepened. Her whole body trembled as if she was trying to resist something.

“It hurts a bit for the first time, but you’ll learn to enjoy it later on,” An Lin offered words of consolation with a smile on his face.

Helen: “…”

Dao Integration Stage Blood Tribe super mighty figures were not idiots, and Helen had naturally already become aware of the unique properties of An Lin’s blood.

This was a blood that was pure to the extreme, and it was imbued with the power of destruction! She was going to die during the destruction or be reborn if she survived!

“Ah…” Helen’s cries took a slightly seductive turn.

She bent over slightly, and her long legs clamped together as she clasped her hands tightly over her chest. She was pouring with sweat, and from An Lin’s perspective, he could see two snowy white melons wobbling gently beneath her collar.

Some of the cultivators on the city wall had noticed what was happening in An Lin’s battle, and all of them were completely dumbstruck.

“What a strange battle. They exchanged a few blows, and now, neither of them is doing anything.”

“Empress Helen looks like she’s in a lot of pain. Has she been cursed?”

“Why does it look to me like… Helen is having an orgasm?!”

“… What the hell did Sect Leader An Lin do?!”

In any case, An Lin had stalled Helen, and this was greatly beneficial to them.

The Kingdom of the Nine States United Army had suddenly taken the upper hand!

Xu Xiaolan stood atop her phoenix and looked down at the orgasmic Helen and the beaming An Lin. Even though she knew what they were doing, her lips still twitched slightly.