At this moment, he had no intention of holding back. The supreme immortal artifacts he had refined might not be of much use to the Primordial Gods, but they could at least pose a slight threat, especially the defensive ones, which could block some damage.
The Elders were stunned. They never expected Lin Fan to possess such formidable abilities.
Geng Yang Tian asked, “Is there something troubling you?”
Lin Fan smiled. Indeed, there was something on his mind—the Ancient Holy Realm. Even after reaching the Immortal King stage, he still couldn’t open that mysterious gate. He missed Xuan Yun, the Fire and Water Emperor, and Ji Zi, wondering how they were doing.
He didn’t know whether he would ever have the chance to open the gate again. Perhaps it was better that it remained sealed for now—at least he wouldn’t have to face that situation yet.
Lin Fan said, “Nothing really troubling. I’m just thinking about how this will all end. The Primordial Gods are the biggest headache, but the recent disappearance of the Buddha of Boundless Future is also a major concern. Among the Primordials, there’s Frost Sovereign, the strongest among them. Last time I shattered his divine core, yet he recovered surprisingly quickly. He’s a real threat.”
Geng Yang Tian sighed and patted Lin Fan’s shoulder. “Do your best.”
“Alright,” Lin Fan nodded. “Don’t worry. Even if I die, I’ll make sure to drag all these Primordials down with me.”
At that moment, a ruthless glint flashed in Lin Fan’s eyes—a look of determination, as if he meant every word. If the time came when all was lost, he would indeed bring them all down with him.
Especially the strongest among them—none would be spared.
Three days later.
Above the Void of Tian Di Sect, Lin Fan stood surrounded by various Immortal Kings and Elders. Everyone’s expression was grave as they stared into the distance, already sensing the terrifying roars echoing from afar.
In the distance, a dense, dark mass stretched endlessly—an enormous, terrifying army.
Lin Fan narrowed his eyes. “They’re here…”
At that moment, everyone tensed, unwilling to be careless, for they faced the full might of the Moon Shadow Continent.
Currently, the Moon Shadow Continent had only sixty-one Primordials left. In terms of numbers, the Infinite Continent had the advantage, but in terms of combat strength, it was a close match.
Roar!
A chorus of furious roars erupted. Countless monstrous beings charged forward, some colossal divine beasts as tall as mountains, shaking the heavens and earth.
“I’ll strike first,” Lin Fan said. He raised his right hand like a blade, slicing the earth apart. With both hands, he grasped the land as if invisible hands had seized it, letting out a deafening roar as vast magical power surged forth, lifting an area of land spanning ten thousand miles.
Boom!
With a single motion, Lin Fan lifted the massive landmass and hurled it toward the invading beings, aiming to crush them all.
Of course, he knew that alone wouldn’t be enough to suppress them. He raised his hand, and countless sword auras pierced the sky.
“The World of Swords.”
With his current strength, splitting dimensions and forming pocket realms was effortless. These sword auras covered the sky, gleaming with sharp brilliance, capable of severing all under heaven.
“Didn’t expect this kid to become this strong. A move like that—I probably couldn’t even pull it off myself,” Geng Yang Tian marveled, awed by the chilling sword intent permeating the heavens.
Go!
With a thought, the floating sword auras rained down like a storm, slicing mercilessly into the enemy below.
But suddenly, a cold voice rang out.
“Ice Wall!”
Instantly, a massive wall of ice rose before the enemy ranks, shielding them.
Lin Fan’s brow furrowed. “Frost Sovereign.”
Boom!
The ice wall blocked the sword auras, but cracks began to form, and soon it shattered. The remaining auras pierced through, slicing into the enemy ranks and tearing them apart.
“Frost Sovereign’s strength has weakened significantly compared to before,” Lin Fan thought joyfully. If this continued, he had a real chance. If the enemy had remained as strong as before, he would have been truly worried. But judging from this, he clearly hadn’t fully recovered—his injuries were still affecting him.
“Retreat!”
The beings of Moon Shadow Continent quickly withdrew, clearing a path. At the front stood the sixty-one Primordials, each with a unique appearance. Yet when gathered together, their combined divine power was terrifying.
Especially the one at the forefront—Frost Sovereign. His expression was icy, his gaze filled with cold fury as he stared at Lin Fan.
The Elders braced themselves, some seeing Primordials for the first time. Their hearts tightened, and their auras began to rise.
Lin Fan said, “Be careful. Frost Sovereign and War Sovereign are especially strong. Leave them to me.”
Geng Yang Tian frowned. “How can that be? You can’t possibly fight them alone.”
Lin Fan waved him off. “War Sovereign and the Buddha of Boundless Future are at a similar level. None of you can match them. I’ll hold these two back while you deal with the others.”
Geng Yang Tian wanted to protest, but in the current situation, he held his tongue. He knew Lin Fan was trying to ease their burden, but at a moment like this, there was no time to think further.
Lin Fan had fought both War Sovereign and Frost Sovereign before and understood their strength. If the others faced them, they would have little chance of victory.
Especially since the three veteran Immortal Kings had long vanished—there was no hope of relying on them.
Lin Fan spoke, “Frost Sovereign, I didn’t expect you to recover so quickly. But your strength seems greatly diminished.”
From afar, Frost Sovereign’s expression remained icy. “Despicable native, today is your end.”
Lin Fan chuckled. “Whose end remains to be seen. Do you really think sixty-one Primordials can destroy us? Don’t forget, the eleven who fell—those were all slain by me.”
At that moment, Hell Sovereign stepped forward. “You dare insult us? You’re asking for death.”
Lin Fan looked at Hell Sovereign and said, “Come closer if you dare.”
Hell Sovereign was among the weaker of the Primordials. Hearing Lin Fan’s words, he sneered and took a step forward. “And if I do?”
Lin Fan measured the distance and nodded. “Actually, this is close enough.”
“What?” Hell Sovereign blinked, caught off guard.
“Five-Thousand-Meter Blade!” Lin Fan roared. Instantly, a massive blade five thousand meters long appeared in his hand, impaling Hell Sovereign in an instant.
Geng Yang Tian and the others were stunned, unable to process what had just happened.
Lin Fan laughed loudly. “I’ll cut you bastards down one by one!”
Boom!
With a flick of his wrist, Hell Sovereign exploded. Lin Fan charged toward the Primordials.
“Attack!” Without hesitation, Geng Yang Tian rushed forward, scoring the first victory by subduing a Primordial—an impressive start.
The battle had begun.
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