Excuse Me, But Please Go To Hell

Plish.

Blood was dripping.

Lin was bloodied all over with a corpse in her hand, she then curtly tossed it away.

The corpse drew a tall arc before falling into a pile of corpses.

Another one was dead.

Lin wiped the blood off her mouth and took a stance.

Like a solid unmoving mountain, she stayed silent without a single word but still helped Anna hold these cultivators back.

--------they were considerably powerful cultivators.

Out of fear of Lin's strength, they were attacking in waves, using the wheel tactic to grind Lin's strength down.

And Lin couldn't pursue them too far.

Because she needed to stay near Anna and made sure that Anna wasn't injured.

This battle was turning out to be extremely frustrating.

But she was left with no other choice.

On top of this mountain of inheritance from the God of Death, the battle was slowly drawing to a close.