His punch had reached its limit; advancing further meant inevitable decline.
King Lin couldn't help but lament; had his opponent been slightly slower, even by a mere inch, the outcome might have been different.
That inch marked the boundary between life and death, defining the clear distinction between right and wrong.
"I have only cultivated the Asura Evil Skill to the Seventh Layer; it's not enough to dominate the current era, but it's sufficient to deal with you," the voice of the Luo Sect Master turned exceptionally cold, like a demon emerging from the nine layers of Hell.
King Lin raised his eyebrows; he had heard of this Absolute Skill, a strange power that unified Magic and Martial Arts and was extremely yin and evil.
Unexpectedly, the Luo Sect Master had actually cultivated one of the most profound and evil skills and had forsaken the opportunity to breakthrough to Ghost Immortal, choosing the more challenging path of Magic and Martial Unity.
