The cultivator whom Lu Yin had Possessed this time could be considered quite powerful, though he still was not Ling Que’s opponent. 

However, the Sixth Mainland cultivators indeed held too great of an advantage against the Fifth Mainland cultivators. Without the innate suppression that the latter suffered from and the former’s imprints, the person whom Lu Yin had Possessed would not have been able to withstand even one blade from Ling Que. 

But at this moment, these various advantages had piled up and caused Ling Que to be surrounded and forced to the border of life and death. 

If Lu Yin had not Possessed this person’s body, then Ling Que would unquestionably die here; he was already an arrow at the end of its flight. But now, things were different. 

Lu Yin approached Ling Que step by step. 

Ling Que closed both of his eyes, opened them wide once again, and looked at the sky with a fond expression. “My cheerleaders are gone. It’s a pity that they can’t see me one last time.” 

Lu Yin was left speechless; this person was still thinking of his cheerleaders even at the moment of his death. Speaking of those girls, that group had indeed left a deep impression on Lu Yin. 

“Bring it on! Even if it’s death, I can force you to share my fate!” Ling Que barked as he stared at the cultivator whom Lu Yin had Possessed. The doomed man’s gaze was unyielding. “You Sixth Mainland trash will be overtaken by us sooner or later. It’s just like what...