Chapter 1141: Never Turn Your Back on the Enemy

The Primordial Gods of the Abyss and the Void, witnessing the Future Immeasurable Buddha acting this way once again, roared in fury, “What exactly are you trying to do? Why did you suddenly hold back again?”

The Future Immeasurable Buddha looked innocent. He wanted to kill this guy too, but the fellow kept scaring him with that bar of soap. It wasn’t even a question of whether he could kill him anymore—it was that he simply didn’t want to lose his life to this brat.

He didn’t know how many more times the brat could use that soap, but judging from how audacious the youth had become, unafraid even when striking him directly, it was clear he had some confidence. And that confidence clearly came from the soap.

“This King-Buddha…” Future Immeasurable Buddha had barely begun to speak when he was suddenly stunned by what unfolded before him.

The Primordial God of the Void suddenly screamed in agony as his body was punched through by Lin Fan’s fist, his divine core seized by the youth.

“Hahaha!” Lin Fan laughed loudly. Who dared resist now? Though the Primordial Gods were powerful, what use was that now?

Lin Fan gazed at the Void Primordial, “How does it feel? Are you scared now?”

The Void Primordial stared at the gaping hole in his chest, blood pouring from it, before lifting his head to glare at Lin Fan. “Return my divine core.”

He never imagined he’d end up like this. How could this native possess such overwhelming strength? He had clearly erected his divine barrier, yet this native still pierced through it, punching straight into his chest and seizing his divine core.

They were Primordial Gods—without their divine cores, they were nothing, even facing death. Their mighty physical forms required divine energy to sustain them. Without the core to supply that energy, their divine bodies would decay and rot away.

Lin Fan smirked. “Are you dreaming?”

Feeling the power of the divine core in his hand, Lin Fan’s face lit up with a smile. Indeed, it was a treasure. The divine energy within was vast as the sea. Now that the Void Primordial had lost his divine core, what power did he have left?

“No…” the Void Primordial screamed.

Bang!

Lin Fan clenched his fist slightly, and the divine core cracked instantly, as if struck by an immense force. Divine energy scattered into the air, dispersing into the heavens.

The once-brilliant eyes of the Void Primordial dimmed, gradually losing all vitality.

“Ding! Congratulations on slaying the Void Primordial.”

“Ding! Experience increased…”

The feeling of slaying a Primordial God was simply incredible. Especially the sound of experience increasing—it brought Lin Fan a sense of euphoria that words could hardly describe.

The Abyss Primordial, observing the scene around him, was completely stunned. Four Primordials had been reduced to only himself at the hands of this native.

Fear began to creep into his heart, especially when the youth fixed his gaze upon him. The Abyss Primordial, who had never known fear, felt his divine heart tremble.

This native—he was no man…

“Abyss Primordial, now it’s just you. As for that bald monk, don’t even think about counting on him—he won’t help you,” Lin Fan said with a smile.

The Abyss Primordial looked at Lin Fan, then shifted his gaze to the Future Immeasurable Buddha. His eyes flickered with divine light. The situation was dire. The native’s strength had exceeded his expectations. He no longer had confidence in defeating him.

“Future Immeasurable Buddha, what exactly do you want to do? Why do you always hesitate? Don’t you realize this is betrayal?” the Abyss Primordial shouted angrily.

The Future Immeasurable Buddha had taken an oath and naturally could not side with this youth. But with every encounter, what else could they do?

Now, with three Primordials fallen, it would be a devastating blow to the Moon Shadow Continent.

Primordials were rare, especially powerful ones. It required immense time and cultivation to become one. Now, with three dead, how could they hope to invade the Endless Continent in the future?

The Future Immeasurable Buddha was furious. His once-calm Buddha heart was now enraged. He knew this youth was the root of all this, but what could he do? The youth’s mysterious treasures were simply terrifying. If he didn’t remain cautious, he might die without even knowing how.

At that moment, the Abyss Primordial decided to flee. He no longer wished to remain here.

Seeing this, Lin Fan grinned. “Trying to run, huh?”

The Abyss Primordial roared, and a surge of abyssal energy erupted from his body. In the void, a crack suddenly tore open, resembling the gaping maw of a heaven-devouring beast, filled with waves of destructive power.

“Native, you don’t have the ability to kill this Primordial,” he declared, unwilling to remain. He knew staying meant death. He had to escape, return, and immediately inform the other Primordials. There was a terrifying native in the Endless Continent, and the Future Immeasurable Buddha was clearly unreliable.

Standing at the edge of the abyssal rift, the Abyss Primordial turned to the Future Immeasurable Buddha. “Once I return, I will inform the other Primordials of your treachery. You are not cooperating with us—you’re weakening our strength.”

He bore deep resentment toward the Future Immeasurable Buddha. From the beginning, they had allied with him, but now multiple Primordial deaths were tied to him. The connection was obvious.

The Future Immeasurable Buddha stood in the void. “Abyss Primordial, you shouldn’t think that way.”

“Shouldn’t think that way? Then how should I? You may not be aligned with this native, but your intentions are not pure either. Do you think the Primordials will trust you? Once I leave, both you and this native will become our enemies.”

Lin Fan laughed. “Abyss Primordial, go ahead and leave. I’ll let you return. Remember, that bald monk is no good. Cooperating with him is just asking for death. He even destroyed his own sect, how could he possibly be sincere with you?”

The Future Immeasurable Buddha had suppressed the senior elders of the Virtue and Evil Buddha Sect. Though they were his juniors, they were still part of the same lineage. Yet, the Future Immeasurable Buddha showed no mercy, crushing them all and executing any resisting disciples.

That was tyranny.

The Abyss Primordial looked at Lin Fan. “Native, you’d better remember this…”

At this moment, the Future Immeasurable Buddha closed his eyes briefly, then opened them again. “I never expected things to come to this. Since that’s the case, I can’t allow you to leave.”

Boom!

Ten-thousand-zhang golden Buddha light enveloped the heavens and earth. A massive golden hand, vast enough to cover the sky, descended and engulfed the abyssal rift. Under the shock of the golden hand, the rift began to collapse, cutting off the Abyss Primordial’s escape.

“What are you doing?” the Abyss Primordial roared furiously, shocked that the Future Immeasurable Buddha would actually attack.

The Future Immeasurable Buddha joined his palms. “Amitabha.”

Seeing this, Lin Fan smiled. He stepped forward, his palm descending. “Abyss Primordial, today’s your lucky day. Go ahead and leave—I’ll hold him off for you.”

Bang!

Golden light trembled. Seeing this, the Future Immeasurable Buddha’s heart burned with anger. “Boy, don’t interfere.”

The Abyss Primordial turned to Lin Fan. “Thank you…”

He hadn’t expected the youth to help him. Without hesitation, he turned and fled.

But suddenly—

Pfft!

The Abyss Primordial turned his head in shock. Somehow, a dagger had pierced his waist.

“You…”

Lin Fan shook his head helplessly. “Remember this—never turn your back on an enemy.”

Abyss Primordial: “…”

He had no words.