Chapter 436: Chapter 430: The Balance Broken

When Lin Yuan saw the battling sides, both the obsession and malice also noticed Lin Yuan.

Obsession and malice are just figures of speech.

To put it bluntly, they still possess consciousness.

Especially malice; he possesses the consciousness of Daoist Randeng.

Upon seeing Lin Yuan, he immediately harbored murderous intent.

"Lin Yuan, do you still dare to interfere in our battle?" Malice roared angrily, striking towards Lin Yuan.

With a wave of his hand, a fireball surged toward Lin Yuan.

This fireball was transformed from Karmic Fire.

Previously, even the Golden-Winged Roc nearly stumbled on this Karmic Fire when Elder Bai and others ambushed Daoist Randeng, let alone Lin Yuan.

If Lin Yuan’s Divine Soul were burned by this Karmic Fire, his soul would likely be annihilated here.

Once his soul perishes, his physical body would naturally die.

This was Malice’s plan; he intended to first eliminate Lin Yuan.

To defeat obsession and seize the physical body of the Yin Mountain Ghost King was his only opportunity for resurrection.

Therefore, Malice couldn’t let Lin Yuan disrupt this balance.

Undoubtedly, Lin Yuan was there to assist obsession.

If the balance were disrupted, it would be Malice who would lose.

Faced with the incoming Karmic Fireball, a sense of crisis rose in Lin Yuan’s heart.

It felt like an ordinary person encountering a venomous snake or beast while climbing a mountain.

This fireball gave Lin Yuan a deadly sense.

"Indeed, a Tier Two battle isn’t something easy to interfere in."

"The burning city gates causing fish in the pond to suffer must refer to such a situation!" Lin Yuan sneered at himself, but then suddenly shifted: "Heh heh heh!"

"Trying to finish me off? Not a chance." 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

"It’s true the city gates might burn and the fish might suffer, but I’m a shark."

"Trying to deal with me with just one fireball? How laughable!"

Saying this, Lin Yuan directly unfurled the scroll given to him by the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder, hiding behind it.

This scroll, which the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder had reluctantly parted with, was undoubtedly a rare treasure.

"Chirp!"

As the Karmic Fireball approached, a birdlike cry rang out, and a mysterious bird flew out from the scroll.

The mysterious bird flew forth and swallowed the Karmic Fireball in one gulp.

Witnessing this scene, Malice’s eyes filled with incredulity.

"That fox spirit actually handed this item to you!" Malice’s tone was filled with anger and unwillingness.

He seemed to realize his impending defeat.

Lin Yuan gazed intently at the scroll.

After seeing the scroll clearly, Lin Yuan finally understood why the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder was reluctant to give him this scroll.

The scroll depicted an emperor with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, exuding a majestic and kingly aura.

The Bronze Sword and Bronze Armor appearing in the scroll were precisely the set the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder had lent to him, which he wasn’t qualified to use.

So, the identity of the figure in the painting was obvious.

It was Di Xin, the Shang King, or more commonly known by the name King Zhou.

This painting was personally crafted by the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder for King Zhou when they were together.

Initially, this painting was an ordinary mundane artwork without any divine aura or abilities.

After King Zhou’s death, the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder often recalled fond memories while looking at it.

For some unknown reason, over time, this ordinary painting developed a divine aura and abilities, becoming an artifact capable of resisting soul attacks.

Moreover, it was an extremely powerful artifact.

Due to the extraordinary nature of this matter, even the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder could not fathom its intricacies.

The Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder once took this painting to consult with many powerful individuals in the Mysterious World, but unfortunately, they too couldn’t comprehend it.

There’s no wall in the world that doesn’t let wind through; inevitably, the matter spread within the Mysterious World.

Therefore, Malice was aware of the painting’s existence.

"This is the portrait of my Shang King, and I am a son of the Human Race, protected by the Shang King."

"In front of the Shang King’s portrait, you can’t harm me in the slightest!" Lin Yuan declared confidently.

Subsequently, Lin Yuan produced the Bai Yu Drum given to him by Elder Bai.

Seeing this, Malice’s expression changed once more, turning even more unpleasant.

Lin Yuan had first used the Shang King’s portrait to thwart his attack, and what came next was evident.

The Bai Yu Drum was naturally intended for a counteroffensive.

"Boom."

"Boom, boom."

Without giving Malice much time to think, Lin Yuan had already begun drumming in support, with a series of drumbeats sounding out.

The drumbeats echoed with a special rhythm.

Malice only felt a wave of irritation surging within his heart.

However, for obsession, it was a different story; upon hearing the drumbeats, obsession became as invigorated as if on a stimulant, with eyes turning red.

Obsession condensed the Five-Pronged Heaven-Supporting Fork from shadowy mist, lunging at Malice.

Malice formed a shield with poisoned fire, barely defending himself.

However, the once evenly matched duel was now entirely different with the drumbeats empowering obsession.

The Five-Pronged Heaven-Supporting Fork pierced the shield, and the shield of poisoned fire crumbled like tofu, with multiple holes punctured through it.

Seeing this, Malice swiftly abandoned his shield, dodging the strike.

Upon successful attack, obsession quickly pressed the advantage.

The Five-Pronged Heaven-Supporting Fork swung out, leaving deep and alarming gashes on the ground.

"Boom!"

"Boom! Boom!"

The heavy drumbeats continued to resound as Lin Yuan swung his drumsticks with full force.

Lin Yuan had realized that the more frequent and powerful the drumbeats, the greater the augmentation for obsession.

Everything was progressing as Lin Yuan had anticipated.

Once the balance was broken, the battlefield’s situation crumbled rapidly.

After merely a few dozen moves or so, Malice only had the strength to defend without the ability to counterattack.

Malice gradually became incomplete, with obsession devouring at least a fifth of him.

The stronger obsession became, the weaker malice grew; such was the ebb and flow, and the outcome of this battle was already decided.

Malice, still under the guidance of Daoist Randeng’s consciousness, knew the root of his defeat wasn’t being weaker than obsession.

It was Lin Yuan’s interference.

There was still one way to win.

Eliminate Lin Yuan and restore balance.

Thinking of this, Malice unleashed a sweeping wave of poisonous fire, temporarily trapping obsession, and resolutely charged towards Lin Yuan.

"I refuse to believe a mere painting can protect you!" Malice roared.

The sweeping poisonous fire could only trap obsession for about three seconds.

To kill Lin Yuan, Malice had only three seconds, and it had to be a decisive, lethal strike.

Malice launched a full-force attack, charging at Lin Yuan.

Yet, Lin Yuan remained unfazed, continuing to swing the drumsticks.

With the drum’s empowerment, obsession had already consumed all the poisonous fire and was rushing towards Lin Yuan’s position.

However, relying on obsession’s rescue was already too late.

Malice had already reached Lin Yuan’s vicinity.

In a Soul State, facing Tier Two Soul’s attack, Lin Yuan was not flustered; he steadily continued to drum.

Lin Yuan possessed absolute faith in his ancestor.

He believed the Shang King’s portrait could keep him perfectly safe.