“You’re really asking for death.”
The wrath of Qi Tian Patriarch could no longer be restrained. His furious roar shook the heavens and earth, causing the entire world to tremble. As a Saint King expert, how could he endure such provocation from a junior?
He had tolerated being tricked by Han Jun Tian, but now even a young disciple dared to yell and curse at him audaciously. If he didn’t properly teach this young one a lesson, he would never know his place.
Lin Fan smiled calmly, showing no sign of concern. Indeed, Qi Tian Patriarch was terrifying; if it came down to real strength, Lin Fan would likely be obliterated in an instant.
But the current situation was different—he had his own hidden strength now.
“As for whether I’m asking for death or not, that’s not for you to decide, old bastard Qi Tian. Today, your chances of survival are slim,” Lin Fan said calmly. With a flick of his sleeve, he placed one hand behind his back and silently gripped the “Lin’s Special Soap.”
Qi Tian Patriarch’s handsome face had already twisted with rage from Lin Fan and Han Jun Tian. The third eye between his brows shone even more vividly, locking onto Lin Fan with an emerald glow.
At this moment, silence fell across the battlefield. Everyone was waiting. They didn’t know the full details, but they assumed Qi Tian Patriarch would surely kill this young disciple. Whether the elders of Tian Di Sect would intervene remained uncertain.
Earlier, Qi Tian Patriarch had made it clear: if the elders of Tian Di Sect interfered, Kunlun Divine Sect would risk annihilation to fight Tian Di Sect to the bitter end. The situation was now drastically different.
If Tian Di Sect and Kunlun Divine Sect clashed head-on, the outcome was easy to imagine—it would inevitably result in mutual destruction. Other sects might seize the opportunity to crush both Tian Di and Kunlun underfoot.
In the Tian Di Sect,
Qing Yang Zi watched the scene unfold, his heart pounding. He wished he could rush to the battlefield and drag the young man away immediately. The situation was so dangerous, yet this kid still dared to provoke Qi Tian Patriarch. Wasn’t this practically asking for death?
“Brother Lin is so bold and powerful.”
Hearing this, Qing Yang Zi roared, “Powerful? No, this is just asking for death! Who is Qi Tian Patriarch? He’s a Saint King expert. What does he have to fight against Qi Tian Patriarch? Ugh, so irresponsible!”
The disciple lowered his head silently. Qing Yang Zi’s words rang true, yet he still felt that Brother Lin was indeed bold.
…
At this moment, Lin Fan stood there calmly, gently flicking his sleeve as if he had no regard for Qi Tian Patriarch at all. Then he crooked his finger, “Come on. In this final moment, unleash your most brilliant light. I’m afraid after this incident, you won’t have another chance.”
In an instant, the world fell silent.
Everyone held their breath. They felt the sheer audacity of this act was beyond imagination.
If this were their sect’s disciple, they would kill him immediately for causing trouble for the sect. Who could bear with such recklessness?
And this was none other than Qi Tian Patriarch! Who did this guy think he was?
Qi Tian Patriarch took a deep breath. He felt like he had wasted thousands of years of cultivation. He was a figure of immense prestige, revered by all in the Infinite Continent. Yet now, a junior dared to act so outrageously. If he didn’t kill this young one, how could he show his face in the future?
No mercy. Absolutely none. He must be completely eliminated.
Bang!
Qi Tian Patriarch stepped forward, treading on the void. Waves of magical energy rippled outward in circles.
“Boy, your time is up. No one can save you today,” Qi Tian Patriarch coldly snorted. His palm covered the sky, unleashing supreme immortal techniques. This strike carried extraordinary power, shaking the heavens and earth, reverberating through ancient times.
“This is the Earth-Shattering Palm Print. It was this very immortal technique that helped Han Jun Tian ascend to the Saint King realm. Now Qi Tian Patriarch is using it to crush this disciple.”
“I wonder if the elders of Tian Di Sect will intervene, though I think they won’t.”
“Now that Han Jun Tian has also reached the Saint King realm, perhaps he will personally intervene.”
“No way. Han Jun Tian was already severely injured earlier. Even though he is now a Saint King, he definitely won’t intervene. Even if he did, he couldn’t possibly withstand Qi Tian Patriarch’s palm strike.”
The crowd murmured, discussing the situation. In their eyes, Tian Di Sect had already gained the advantage and had no reason to provoke further.
But who could have imagined that this disciple not only refused to retreat but instead provoked Qi Tian Patriarch even more brazenly.
They couldn’t fathom what hidden strength this young man possessed to dare such an act.
Watching this unfold, Han Jun Tian’s heart jolted. Naturally, he couldn’t allow this young man to die here. He turned his gaze toward the endless void, hoping the elders would intervene.
“Master, Patriarch, don’t interfere. This old bastard Qi Tian can’t do anything to me,” Lin Fan said excitedly. He was waiting, anticipating the moment when miracles would unfold. He wouldn’t allow anyone to disrupt this historic moment.
“You…” Han Jun Tian was frantic. He had no idea what his junior was thinking. Was this kid actually asking for death?
How could he possibly withstand Qi Tian Patriarch’s palm strike? Did he rely on those floating immortal artifacts around him?
To a true Saint King expert, those artifacts were practically negligible.
“Young brat, die!” Qi Tian Patriarch roared furiously. A vast, overwhelming force descended from the heavens. His palm was like an entire world, vast and mighty, exuding an awe-inspiring majesty that sent chills down the spine.
Lin Fan stood there, smiling calmly, unfazed by the terrifying scene before him.
His unusually arrogant posture at this critical moment caused countless people to shake their heads, wishing they could kill this guy themselves.
Just a fleeting moment of brilliance.
Perhaps in the next second, this young man would be utterly crushed.
There was no hope left. Absolutely none.
Although Qi Tian Patriarch had suffered setbacks, he was no weakling.
At this very moment,
Lin Fan slowly brought his hand from behind his back and spoke calmly.
“I have something for you. It’s called soap. Here, it’s yours,” Lin Fan said with a smile, then directly threw the soap. It radiated dazzling light as it flew through the air.
Qi Tian Patriarch’s expression changed slightly upon seeing the object. For some unknown reason, he reached out and caught it.
Fragrant!
The scent was overwhelming.
Snow-white and translucent, it was unlike anything else.
Holding the soap in his hand, Qi Tian Patriarch’s eyes flickered with an unusual gleam. He didn’t understand what this thing was.
Puchi!
Suddenly, the soap slipped from Qi Tian Patriarch’s hand and fell downward.
“Eh!”
Qi Tian Patriarch looked at the floating soap beneath his feet, his heart suddenly trembling with an inexplicable sensation.
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