In an instant, the air was filled with the aura of the dead, a chilling presence of the undead.
On the battlefield, the ground trembled and split open, revealing a deep abyss. From this endless chasm, pale, lifeless hands began to claw their way out. Low, beast-like growls echoed from the depths.
The disciples guarding this place were shaken to their core upon witnessing this terrifying scene—their worst nightmare come to life.
The Death God of the Moon Shadow Continent had summoned the countless souls who had perished across the Infinite Lands, transforming them into mindless, bloodthirsty horrors.
Among these undead creatures, the disciples could recognize fellow cultivators, even comrades who had once fought alongside them.
At that moment, a sharp and sinister voice pierced the air, “Native dwellers of the Infinite Lands, the God of the Dead has arrived. There is no hope for survival. Surrender now and abandon all resistance.”
Qing Ming Patriarch gazed at the scene before him and said grimly, “This is it. The Death God’s power is highly unusual. These summoned undead retain most of their former strength. They feel no pain and can only be destroyed completely to be stopped.”
Lin Fan stared at the endless sea of undead, awestruck by the horrifying sight. Their bodies radiated a suffocating aura of death, along with a strong, corrosive energy—as if rotting flesh had become part of their nature.
“Old Patriarch Putixin, this is your moment,” Lin Fan said.
Putixin Patriarch nodded solemnly. “To desecrate the spirits of the departed is a grave sin. May the Buddha have mercy. Allow me to send them back to where they belong.”
“Amitabha!”
In that moment, Putixin Patriarch gently closed his eyes, raised one hand in a gesture of prayer, and began chanting. Instantly, a radiant halo appeared behind his head, emitting brilliant golden light that pierced through the heavens. Around him, countless compassionate Buddhas emerged, surrounding him and chanting sacred sutras. The holy sounds grew louder and denser, like a swarm of buzzing insects.
“Great Compassion Radiance Art!”
A supreme cultivation technique of the Good and Evil Buddha Sect, capable of purifying all evil in the world.
The divine light spread across the sky, gradually extending outward, swallowing the darkness like a tide. Mountains and rivers were slowly enveloped in this holy glow.
The undead in the front lines shrieked in agony as they were touched by the light. Black mist poured from their bodies, drifting into the earth and vanishing into oblivion.
The Death God, witnessing this, was stunned. “How is this possible? What kind of power is this? Could it be that the God of Light has allied with these natives? But the God of Light should be dead. And this force is not the same as the Light’s power…”
Nightmare God’s expression darkened. “Death God, we must retreat. We’ve failed. Their power suppresses us. If we stay any longer, we may be destroyed here.”
“Damn it! How could these natives have such power?” The Death God was furious. The only deity whose power could suppress his was the God of Light, who had already been slain by these very natives. There should be no force in existence capable of opposing his endless undead legions.
Yet, here it was.
“Retreat! We’ll return. War God has already assembled his War Legion. It’s time for the final assault. The natives of the Infinite Lands shall soon be wiped out,” the Nightmare God declared.
The Death God nodded, but as they prepared to flee, a figure suddenly appeared before them.
“Leaving so soon? You two didn’t even say goodbye. That’s quite impolite,” Lin Fan said as he appeared in an instant, delivering a powerful punch to the Nightmare God’s face.
Bang!
The Nightmare God was not among the strongest of deities, while Lin Fan’s current power surpassed most gods. He had already faced the Future Boundless Buddha without fear, so defeating a mere Nightmare God was effortless.
The punch sent the Nightmare God’s head spinning 360 degrees, shattering his neck vertebrae. But for a god like him, such injuries were trivial.
However, to his horror, half of his face had been completely obliterated.
Lin Fan gripped the Nightmare God’s head tightly. “You think you can just come and go as you please? That’s not very polite. At the very least, you should leave a parting gift.”
The Nightmare God’s eyes widened in terror as he stared at Lin Fan. He had not expected this native to be so powerful—so much so that they couldn’t even fight back.
“Let me go…” the Nightmare God roared, unleashing his nightmare energy directly into Lin Fan’s mind, attempting to trap him in an endless illusion.
In an instant, the heavens and earth were filled with the aura of the undead, the very essence of these spectral beings.
Upon the land, the ground trembled and split open, revealing a chasm from which countless pale, lifeless hands clawed their way out. A low, beastly growl emanated from the depths of this abyss.
The disciples stationed there, witnessing this scene, were shaken to their cores. This was their greatest fear, their most terrifying nightmare.
The Undead Deity of the Moon Shadow Continent had summoned the deceased from the Endless Continent, transforming them into mindless, slaughtering horrors.
Among these creatures, they saw their fellow disciples, even comrades they had once fought alongside.
Then, a sharp, sinister voice rang out, “Natives of the Endless Continent, I, the Undead God, have descended. You have no chance of survival. Lay down your arms and submit completely.”
Qingming Patriarch observed the scene before him, “This is it. The methods of the Undead Deity are exceedingly bizarre. These undead retain most of their former strength and feel no pain. Only by utterly destroying them can they be vanquished.”
Lin Fan gazed at the vast sea of undead, a terrifying sight. These beings exuded an aura of death and a strong corrosive stench, as if these were inherent attributes of their post-mortem state.
“Patriarch Puxin, it’s up to you now,” Lin Fan spoke.
Patriarch Puxin nodded, “To desecrate the spirits of the departed is a grave sin. In the mercy of Buddha, let me send them back to where they belong.”
“Amitabha!”
At this moment, Patriarch Puxin closed his eyes slightly, placing one hand in front of him, silently reciting the Buddha’s name. Instantly, a halo of Buddha light appeared behind his head, radiating a dazzling brilliance. It then spread across the heavens and earth like a vast tapestry. Around Patriarch Puxin, compassionate Buddhas manifested, encircling him, chanting scriptures. The sound of their chants grew denser, like the buzzing of countless mosquitoes.
“Great Compassion Light Technique.”
A profound divine art of the Good and Evil Buddha Sect, capable of purifying all evil forces in the world.
The Buddha light blotted out the sky, slowly spreading towards the horizon, as if devouring the darkness of the world. Mountains and rivers were gradually enveloped by this radiant light.
When the undead at the forefront touched this Buddha light, they let out piercing screams. Wisps of black smoke drifted from their bodies, slowly merging into the earth and disappearing.
The Undead Deity, seeing this, was greatly alarmed, “How can this be? What power is this? Has the Light Deity allied with these natives? But the Light Deity should be dead, and this power is not that of light. What is this…”
The Nightmare Deity, witnessing the scene, furrowed his brow, “Undead Deity, we should leave. We have failed this time. The natives’ power counters ours. If we linger, we may fall here.”
“Damn it, I can’t accept this. How can these natives possess such a being?” The Undead Deity was filled with resentment. Among the deities, only the Light Deity could counter his power, but the Light Deity had been slain by the natives, so naturally, that was impossible. Thus, in this world, there should be no force capable of withstanding his endless undead army.
Yet, unexpectedly, such a force now existed.
“Let’s go! We must return. The War Deity has already gathered the war legions and is preparing for the final assault. The natives of the Endless Continent shall perish from this moment,” the Nightmare Deity said.
The Undead Deity nodded, but just as they were about to leave, a figure suddenly appeared before them.
“Thinking of leaving without even a greeting? That’s quite impolite,” Lin Fan appeared in an instant, delivering a punch to the Nightmare Deity’s face.
Bang!
The Nightmare Deity’s power was not among the strongest of the deities, and Lin Fan’s current strength surpassed that of most deities. Even facing the Future Immeasurable King Buddha, he showed no fear, let alone the Nightmare Deity.
With one punch, the Nightmare Deity’s head spun 360 degrees, his cervical vertebrae shattered. But for the Nightmare Deity, such damage was inconsequential.
However, the Nightmare Deity was horrified to find that half of his face had been crushed by the blow.
Lin Fan grabbed the Nightmare Deity’s head with one hand, “You think you can come and go as you please? That’s quite rude. If you want to leave, you’ll have to give an explanation.”
The Nightmare Deity’s eyes floated slightly, staring at Lin Fan in terror. He hadn’t expected this native to be so powerful, delivering a punch that left them utterly defenseless.
“Release me…” the Nightmare Deity roared, unleashing a powerful nightmare force directly into Lin Fan’s mind, attempting to plunge him into a nightmare and completely disorient him.
At that moment, Lin Fan felt a surge of nightmare energy entwining within him, but in an instant, it was suppressed by his system.
“You…”
The Nightmare Deity was shocked. He hadn’t expected his nightmare force to be instantly suppressed. How was this possible…
Lin Fan raised his fist, a smile playing on his lips, “Do you know what this is?”
The Nightmare Deity’s lower jaw was already gone, the shattered remnants flickering with divine light. Looking at Lin Fan’s fist, he nervously spoke, “A fist…”
Lin Fan chuckled, “You’re quite dense. This isn’t just a fist; it’s a fist the size of a sandbag.”
“You…” The Nightmare Deity felt he was being mocked, but suddenly, the sandbag-sized fist came crashing into his eye socket, smashing his entire head.
Blood gushed forth, especially from the divine core, which emitted a continuous stream of divine energy, attempting to repair the damage.
“You deities, so weak, yet you dare invade the Endless Continent. Tell me, who gave you the courage?”
Lin Fan clasped his hands together like a hammer, striking down from above.
A violent force erupted, completely shattering the Nightmare Deity’s divine body. At this moment, the Nightmare Deity’s divine core floated in the void, emitting a thunderous roar.
“Beast, you beast! Undead Deity, save me, save me…” The Nightmare Deity roared, never expecting this native to be so cruel and ruthless, utterly destroying his divine body.
The Undead Deity, witnessing this, trembled in his heart. Without hesitation, he fled into the void, attempting to escape.
Lin Fan glanced at the Undead Deity, then turned his gaze to the Nightmare Deity’s divine core, grabbing it in his hand, “Nightmare Deity, no one can save you now.”
Bang!
With a squeeze of his fingers, the Nightmare Deity’s divine core shattered into countless streams of light, dispersing into the heavens and earth.
Lin Fan watched this scene, murmuring to himself, “How beautiful…”
“What…?”
The Nightmare God was shocked. How could his nightmare energy be suppressed so instantly? That was impossible…
Lin Fan raised his fist and smiled. “Know what this is?”
The Nightmare God, now missing half his jaw, saw divine energy flickering from his shattered face. Looking at Lin Fan’s fist, he stammered, “A fist…”
Lin Fan chuckled. “You really are slow. That’s not just a fist. That’s a fist the size of a sandbag.”
“You…” The Nightmare God felt mocked, but suddenly, that massive fist came flying toward his face, smashing into his eye socket and instantly shattering his entire skull.
Blood sprayed everywhere, and his divine core pulsed with divine energy, desperately trying to regenerate his head.
“You gods are so weak. Why do you dare invade the Infinite Lands? Tell me, who gave you the courage?”
Lin Fan clenched both hands together like a hammer and swung downward with immense force.
Violent energy erupted, completely shattering the Nightmare God’s divine body. At that moment, the divine core floated in midair, emitting a thunderous roar.
“Monster! You monster! Death God, save me! Save me!” the Nightmare God screamed. He had never expected this native to be so cruel and merciless, annihilating his divine body entirely.
The Death God, witnessing this scene, was filled with dread. Without hesitation, he vanished into the void, attempting to flee.
Lin Fan glanced at the retreating Death God, then turned his attention back to the Nightmare God’s divine core, grabbing it in his hand.
“Nightmare God, no one can save you now.”
Bang!
With a single squeeze of his fingers, the divine core shattered. Streams of divine light scattered into the void.
Lin Fan gazed at the scene before him and murmured unconsciously, “So beautiful…”
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