I Can Gain One Skill Point Per Second Chapter 1142: Supreme Tactics

Faced with other Upper-Rank Gods, the Great Saint and Wo Zhiqi could indeed ignore them. Even though the Great Saint and Wo Zhiqi were only left with their souls, their power compared to their lifetimes wasn’t even ten percent, they could still dominate all heroes.

But against the Immortal King, the two great gods truly had no certainty.

It wasn’t wrong to say the Immortal King’s Divine Power Level was Level A, but you couldn’t measure the Immortal King’s strength with ordinary Level A combat power. Level A divine power isn’t the limit of the Immortal King’s strength; it’s because the divine power level’s maximum level is Level A.

During the days inside Lin Yi, the Great Saint and Wo Zhiqi stayed quite comfortably. If they didn’t actively expose their power, even an ordinary top-tier Upper-Rank God couldn’t detect the presence of these two bigwigs.

But in front of the Immortal King, the two bigwigs only felt like they were being directly seen through, seen clearly and completely.

The two bigwigs even felt that the Immortal King’s Divine Power Avatar wasn’t looking at Lin Yi, but was looking straight at them.

"Lin Yi, I didn’t expect I’d meet you so soon, and in such a way. Although on my side, it’s just a divine power avatar, it’s still enough for this occasion, right?"

The Immortal King’s words were something Lin Yi couldn’t quite take in.

Knowing the other’s origins and feeling the terrifying aura they were exuding, Lin Yi felt unprecedented tension.

So what if it’s a divine power avatar?

Lin Yi could clearly sense that in front of this top-tier strongman’s avatar, all his little clever tricks were futile.

No matter if it’s the heaven-defying passive left by Zacks, or his various deceptive skills, or even the two difficultly acquired External Divine Artifacts, all were mere embellishments before the Immortal King.

Even though besides that strong aura, the Immortal King didn’t display any methods, Lin Yi could imagine that those seemingly unsolvable moves of his wouldn’t work in front of the Immortal King.

If others could break ten thousand techniques with one strength, why couldn’t the Immortal King?

Lin Yi only felt his chest, compared to before, become extraordinarily heavy, and even breathing became extremely difficult.

His limbs were stiff as if they didn’t belong to him; knowing full well that a formidable enemy was in front, knowing that no matter what, he wouldn’t be a match for the person before him, yet he couldn’t move a step.

Attempting to use the [Light and Shadow Interweaving] skill to distance himself from the Immortal King’s divine power avatar, he found his surrounding space forcibly twisted, causing irregular changes, and even the circulation of his own aura became stagnant.

Damn it! This damn oppression, is this the true strength of the Three Realms and Six Paths ruler?

If the Immortal King had participated in the previous battle, could the Dark Rising Organization have won so easily?

"Young man, don’t be so nervous. I’m your senior, having lived far more years than you. In terms of seniority, I don’t know what level of senior I should be considered to you. If I ask you a question and you don’t answer, isn’t that somewhat impolite?"

The words of the divine power avatar were quite reasonable. Lin Yi, whether due to feeling somewhat ashamed or being intimidated by the Immortal King’s powerful presence, could only stiffly nod his head.

Luo Bingxin was quite tense inside.

She clearly knew, with her own strength, she didn’t stand much chance against Lin Yi and his avatar. Just when she was worrying about how to resolve the battle with Lin Yi, the Immortal King arrived unexpectedly.

Luo Bingxin put away the token.

"Lord Immortal King, I didn’t expect you to have such a move up your sleeve. Bingxin is limited in ability, and has inconvenienced you, having hidden so many things. Please don’t blame me."

Seeing the situation settled, Luo Bingxin quickly spoke, admitting her mistake.

The matter of the Four Corpse Kings being under her control was something Luo Bingxin had hidden for quite some time. Not admitting it quickly now would truly be seeking her own death.

However, with the Immortal King’s wisdom, how could he not figure out what exactly Luo Bingxin’s intentions were?

Sure enough, before Luo Bingxin could finish speaking, the Immortal King directly spoke up and revealed the intention in her heart:

Luo Bingxin, as for the Divine River Song, don’t think about it; by no means will it fall into your hands. Even with the Four Corpse Kings as your trump card, you can’t defy my orders.

Saying this, the Immortal King turned his head and gave Luo Bingxin a meaningful look.

"If you bring the Four Corpse Kings to serve me, I will grant you the right to use the Divine River Song, thereby helping you increase your strength. As for the Four Corpse Kings, I will grant you the right to kill as you please, except for those in my Immortal King camp."

"You have a choice: to enhance your own strength, holding onto that sliver of hope in your heart, to continue living, or to go against me, losing all hope. It’s your decision."

Upon hearing these words, Luo Bingxin felt the sky collapse.

She originally thought she was an important member of the All Gods Camp, but it turned out she was just a pawn that could be discarded at any time, merely a perfectly manipulated piece in the Immortal King’s plan.

Choice? Was there really a choice?

Though said pleasantly, in reality, Luo Bingxin had absolutely no choice.

What she could do was submit.

The only opportunity she had to choose had already been missed; she shouldn’t have stood against the Dark Rising Organization, shouldn’t have thought of opposing it. If she had been a little more courteous, wouldn’t Lin Yi have been willing to lend her the Divine River Song to increase her power?

Regret, it was already too late.

The emotions that had just become exuberant instantly plummeted.

"Lord Immortal King, Bingxin will be loyal to you for the rest of my life, without the slightest dual-mindedness."

Within merely tens of seconds of meeting, Lin Yi had already clearly experienced the Immortal King’s strength, felt his unquestionable means and absolute authority.

After resolving matters concerning Luo Bingxin, the Immortal King’s divine power avatar shifted his gaze back to Lin Yi.

"Lin Yi, I admit you’re a talent, with an unlimited future. Given enough time, you could even acquire the power to surpass me, but unfortunately."

"Unfortunately, things in this world aren’t as smooth as imagined. I rule the Three Realms and Six Paths. Knowing that you will be a threat to me, I have no reason to give you the opportunity to grow, so you must choose either to submit to me or die."

Lin Yi was not foolish. Just like the divine power avatar’s words, he couldn’t possibly allow someone who could threaten his ruling position to grow. Even if he submitted to the Immortal King, once Lin Yi grew to a certain level and the Immortal King could no longer completely dominate him, the Immortal King would surely annihilate him.

Furthermore, the Immortal King knows that the two gods capable of potentially rebelling against his rule, their Martial Souls, are in Lin Yi’s possession. Though these two have been stuck at their cultivation levels for a millennium, they still couldn’t be underestimated.