Super Gene Ⅱ: Evolution-Chapter 941: A Huge Pitfall

How brave can a person possibly be? No one knew before, but now many people believe that Lin Shen's current courage has reached its ceiling.

He even dared to directly confront the only two. Even beings like Tian Jiuyou and An Yi probably wouldn't dare to be as brash as Lin Shen.

Yet Lin Shen did just that, not giving anyone time to react. If An Yi in his peak state might have had a chance to respond and use the Skill of Space-Time to teleport Lin Shen elsewhere.

Now An Yi himself is almost burnt out, and Lin Shen's actions didn't give him any chance to make a move.

Tian Jiuyou was also utterly confused, with question marks filling his head.

If Lin Shen charged in by himself, Tian Jiuyou had a way to save him, and with the Blood Curse Demon and Ultimate Seraph there, the only two might not be interested in targeting him.

But Lin Shen's unexpected gesture had bewildered Tian Jiuyou too, and it was too late to act.

"Does this kid like to rave on top of graves?" Tian Jiuyou was numb all over; he's seen courting death, but never like this.

Ten thousand people have ten thousand thoughts, yet at this moment, everyone felt that Lin Shen's death-seeking behavior was truly perfected; beyond saving.

All thoughts were fleeting, and Lin Shen's palm had already clashed with that of the only two, even the nearby Blood Curse Demon and Ultimate Seraph didn't have a chance to intervene.

However, at that instant, everyone's eyes widened, and mouths hung open; those in combat forgot to continue and stared blankly at Lin Shen as if bewitched.

Lin Shen thought he was certainly doomed; he had clearly gathered a potent force within himself, thinking that even if he couldn't hurt the enemy with this strike, at least he wouldn't get killed by the only two.

But the force inside his body was not even utilized, his palm merely drawn by the Void Line to meet the hand of the only two, without any force on it.

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"This really is going to kill me!" Lin Shen thought he was a goner.

Yet, after the palms touched, Lin Shen did not feel any immense force surge onto his hand; instead, the body of the only two fragmented in an instant.

To the bystanders, it seemed as if Lin Shen had effortlessly shattered the nearly invincible only two with a single palm strike, but Lin Shen knew too well that it was not his power.

He clearly saw that it was the Void Lines that tore the body of the only two, like horses drawing and quartering, shredding his body apart.

But others couldn't see the Void Lines; in their eyes, it was Lin Shen who had smashed the only two with one palm.

"Is that... our... little uncle?" Tian Xiaocao swallowed and asked blankly.

"Definitely... That's our little uncle..." Tian Xiaoya nodded emphatically, giving Tian Xiaocao a definitive answer, as if to convince herself as well.

"Yes, yes, yes, that's our little uncle, little uncle is invincible..." Tian Xiaosong said excitedly, barely able to contain himself.

The Celestial Race, having recovered from their shock, immediately launched a strong counterattack against the God-making Race.

And the God-making Race people, almost at the same moment, were desperately retreating.

The Fire King was enveloped in a roll of flames, transforming into a vast expanse of a fiery sea. After Tian Jue froze the fiery sea, it was discovered that the Fire King's figure was no longer inside.

The Red Ghost's body suddenly exploded, turning into a flash of blood light and disappearing without a trace.

They didn't need to guard Sky Pinnacle Star, nor did they need to fight to the death for it. But to try and stop an escapee of the Dharma King's stature was no easy feat.

Treasure God, trying to escape from Yan Ruyu, discovered that the space around him had been locked down—it was Tian Jiuyou who had trapped him.

The false Immortal Corps was now in complete disarray, their fighting spirit gone as they were counterattacked by the Immortal warriors of the Celestial Race, relentlessly pursued across the starry sky.

In an instant, the situation had completely reversed. Lin Shen, suspended in the void, seemed like a deity to others, but he himself wore a bizarre expression.

With Wei Er's death, he regained his freedom, and the Void Lines on his body disappeared without a trace, never to be seen again.

Now Lin Shen could finally confirm that the person controlling him with the Void Lines simply wanted to use him to kill Wei Er and nothing more; they didn't mean to harm him.

But what kind of person could possess such ability?

That was Wei Er, after all, an entity that even Emperor Tianshu had to resort to unleashing his full strength to barely contain, and who couldn't be killed by the Blood Angel.

Yet that person had not even faced Wei Er directly, and merely using those Void Lines, had ripped Wei Er's body apart—an astounding power, terrifying beyond belief.

Lin Shen couldn't help but think of the Heavenly Emperor and the creator of the Heaven and Celestial Beings Skill.

The only connection Lin Shen could make was between the Heavenly Emperor's Heaven and Celestial Beings Skill and those Void Lines.

Tian Buluo could only borrow the power of the Void Lines but had no control over them.

And he was now the strongest practitioner of the Heaven and Celestial Beings Skill among the current Celestial Race.

Throughout the history of the Celestial Race, apart from the Heavenly Emperor, it seemed no one else could cultivate the Heaven and Celestial Beings Skill to the extent of the Ghost God Realm.

If anyone could control the Void Lines, Lin Shen could only think of the Heavenly Emperor.

"Could it be that the Heavenly Emperor didn't die, and it was she who intervened at the crucial moment to save the Celestial Race?" Lin Shen thought of the Heavenly Emperor's corpse on the snowcapped mountain, and the more he thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.

But the more he thought, the more worried Lin Shen became. If it really was the Heavenly Emperor resurrected, what if she knew what he had done with her corpse? Lin Shen dared not imagine how such a fearsome being would deal with him.

Recalling Wei Er's fate, Lin Shen couldn't help picturing his own limbs and head bound by the Void Lines and then being torn into six parts, sending shivers down his spine.

While Lin Shen was fretting over his deeds being exposed, the Celestial Race, on the other hand, hailed him as a hero.

With the God-making Race repelled, some Immortals had already approached Lin Shen, performing the Celestial Race's most solemn oath of honor towards him.

"Chief of the Heavenly Institute, you have saved the Celestial Race. From now on, the Celestial Race will be your eternal friend, your strong support and ally in any time and any situation," declared a young Celestial Immortal with excitement.

At this moment, Lin Shen was undoubtedly the great hero of the Celestial Race.

Lin Shen suddenly realized something; he seemed to have been misunderstood—his actual strength was nowhere near matching his current reputation.

The God-making Race would surely see him as their primary enemy from now on, which was truly a colossal pitfall.

"The Heavenly Emperor is setting me up... She herself doesn't want to face the God-making Race as an enemy... yet she has pushed me to the forefront..." Lin Shen's complexion grew increasingly grim.

Yet the people of the Celestial Race kept chanting his name, their voices nearly lifting the heavens.