I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

The red aura revolved around Xing Tian, giving him the appearance of a God of Slaughter who had walked forth from a cesspool of blood and bodies.

An Lin trembled involuntarily as his body was engulfed by a fearsome killing intent. The blood of the billions of creatures that Xing Tian had slaughtered during his lifetime seemed to waft through the air, making it more viscous and heavy.

In the Heavenly Court, Xing Tian could be said to be the person with the most blood on his hands.

It was also exactly because of this that he was able to reach the pinnacle of both the dao of slaughter as well as the dao of abyss.

Now, he had finally unleashed both of these powers.

When Xing Tian waved his hand through the air, a massive, dark crimson ax appeared in his hand. The boundless aura of the abyss exploded forth alongside the anguished wails of countless slain spirits, transforming the entire level into hell on earth.

“You might die from this attack.”

His voice was like an announcement from a death god as unprecedented bloodlust burst forth from the huge ax in his hand.

In that instant, even the spectating students outside the Immortal Spirit Tower sensed a biting chill. They were gripped by the terror of impending doom, as if they could die at any moment.

An Lin knew that this might well be the most powerful technique he had ever faced.

He didn’t hold back anymore either as all four Divine Flames appeared at once before converging to form a Divine Flame Sword.

He couldn’t use any immortal tools, so if he wanted to use the Six Strikes of the War God, he could only conjure up a weapon through his own power.

There was no essence within the sword, so he couldn’t use his Sword Burial Technique, which meant that he would have to use the Hundred Sword Technique instead.

An Lin slashed his sword through the air and peerlessly sharp sword intent instantly engulfed the entire level.

Ninety-nine divine swords imbued with extremely formidable power materialized in the air before whistling through the air toward Xing Tian, leaving trails of dazzling lights in their paths.

In the face of the fearsome divine swords, Xing Tian’s face remained emotionless as the black rings of wind around his wrists suddenly flew through the air before expanding to become a circular barrier of wind.

Boom boom boom…

A series of devastating collisions took place as the divine swords crumbled one by one after crashing into the barrier of wind.

Each and every collision caused the entire tower to tremor violently and the barrier of wind finally showed signs of giving after it had been struck by the ninetieth divine sword.

“Whoosh—”

The remaining nine swords whistled through the air at once, creating a sharp screeching sound as they flew toward the barrier of wind at extreme speed.

It was also at this moment that Xing Tian raised his giant ax before chopping down upon An Lin!

In that instant, the crimson ax parted the heavens!

Earth-shattering killing intent and boundless abyssal intent colored heaven and earth crimson and black.

The remaining nine heavenly swords had not even made contact with the giant ax before they were vanquished by the fearsome power exuding from the ax alone.

An Lin thrust the final sword forward, and the Divine Flame Sword constructed from the four Divine Flames became the only different colors amid a world of crimson and black.

Boom!

A devastating collision of energy took place as the Immortal Spirit Tower tremored and quaked like never before.

The dao of slaughter, the dao of abyss, and the power imbued within the Six Strikes of the War God exploded forth at once as the defensive barrier around the ninety-eighth level began to crack open.

On the crystalline screen outside the Immortal Spirit Tower, all the spectators had already lost sight of Xing Tian and An Lin.

The screen turned black, then red, then four vibrant flames of yellow, white, blue, and purple appeared on the screen.

Boom!

A resounding boom burst forth as the crystalline shattered into countless tiny fragments.

All the students were completely dumbstruck.

The crystalline screen was protected by the defensive spell formation around the Immortal Spirit Tower. Didn’t its implosion mean that the defensive spell formation around the Immortal Spirit Tower had also imploded?

With this in mind, everyone turned to look up at the Immortal Spirit Tower.

Near the very tip of the Immortal Spirit Tower, a crimson and black blast of energy intermingled with the four-colored flames exploded forth.

Xuanyuan Cheng: “…”

Tang Ximen: “…”

All the students: “…”

“The defensive spell formation of the Immortal Spirit Tower had been broken? But An Lin is only at one percent of his full strength!”

“As expected, the claustrophobic confines of the Immortal Spirit Tower is no longer enough to house the mighty God An!”

“What is the result of the battle? I want to know the result! Where is the guardian of the restricted area?!”

“Yeah! Put on the broadcast again! We can’t miss out on something this good!”

All the students erupted in a chorus of impatient yells.

Bai Zhong was given another huge fright by the events unfolding before his eyes.

He had initially thought that these students would finally settle down and allow him some respite. But who knew that this f*cking battle would create shockwaves powerful enough to break through the defensive spell formation? Was this student even human?! How could he be capable of something like this at just one percent of his power?!

Bai Zhong arrived at the scene to clean up the mess. After repairing the damage inflicted upon the tower and setting up another few defensive spell formations, he finally heaved a sigh of relief. He was just about to go back and continue to spectate the battle when he heard a chorus of abuse being hurled at him from the foot of the tower.

He only realized then that the crystalline screen had shattered.

Bai Zhong had no choice but to endure the abuse being hurled at him as he repaired the crystalline screen and resumed the broadcast before slinking away to spectate the battle once more with indignation in his heart.

He had been nothing but a conscientious and hard-working guardian throughout the years; why was it that so many mishaps had occurred today? And what had he done to deserve all this abuse?

Not only had the trial takers expressed their dissatisfaction toward him, but even the spectating students were also pissed at him. Oh… and the ancestral mighty figures within the Immortal Spirit Tower seemed to have been quite resentful toward him too… Even the Celestial Thearch’s voice was tinged with discontent when they had spoken over voice transmission talisman…

Bai Zhong’s face became more and more disconsolate as he followed this train of thought.

Just what had he done wrong?!

Bai Zhong was completely exhausted, and he was struck with the sudden urge to go into retirement.

Within the ninety-eighth level of the Immortal Spirit Tower.

Xing Tian panted heavily, and he stood on the spot as the giant ax in his hand showed signs of crumbling.

An Lin half-knelt on the ground in exhaustion. Using the Hundred Sword Technique in conjunction with all four Divine Flames had almost completely depleted all of his energy.

“I really didn’t think that you would be able to survive my last attack, in which I had fused both my dao of slaughter and dao of abyss. You truly are the most talented cultivator to have taken the Immortal Spirit Tower trial. However, everything ends now…” A hint of appreciation lingered on Xing Tian’s face as his huge ax swung down toward An Lin once again!

An Lin was completely unable to dodge the attack as it was simply too fast and too powerful.

The ax descended upon An Lin with fearsome sharpness before striking his chest.

The deathly power of slaughter and the engulfing power of the abyss coursed through An Lin’s body at once.

An Lin’s body flew back again as he crashed into the wall of the Immortal Spirit Tower. An Lin slid down the wall before settling onto the ground. Heaven and earth was transformed into a world of crimson and black again as the two devastating powers ravaged his body.

All the students had their hearts in their throats upon seeing this.

They were all quite disappointed to see An Lin being struck by that latest attack.

If it was possible, they would love to witness the making of history as An Lin became the first student to conquer level ninety-eight.

The dust slowly settled, and the figure with his body leaning on the wall of the tower was slowly revealed.

However, it was not a fallen figure who appeared before everyone’s eyes.

An Lin was still standing!

He slowly made his way toward Xing Tian, and although he was limping slightly, his back was as straight as a ruler, as if he were an invincible god who would never fall.

Xing Tian drew a sharp intake of breath as incredulity appeared on his face. “That’s impossible! How are you able to stand up after taking my full-force strike!”

Why? Of course it was because of his thick skin!

But An Lin obviously wasn’t going to offer that as an answer.

He smiled lightly as he announced with a confident expression, “Why? Because… I am the true War God!”