The Eternal Axe carved a streak of light through the void, hurtling toward a disciple possessed by a sinister entity standing motionless in the distance.
The possessed disciple’s pitch-black eyes flared with dark light. Its face contorted into a hideous grimace, tearing its lips open to reveal black teeth. From its mouth erupted a jet of black smoke, within which appeared a ghostly face. The face opened its enormous mouth, attempting to devour the Eternal Axe.
The moment the ghostly face made contact with the Eternal Axe, it let out a pitiful wail before vanishing into thin air, utterly powerless to resist.
“Puh…”
Lin Fan’s heart leapt with joy upon witnessing this. With perfect aim, he cleaved the axe straight into its forehead.
“Ding, congratulations on defeating a mid-stage Heaven-Connected Rank Evil Spirit.”
“Ding, experience increased by 100,000.”
The Eternal Axe was a divine weapon once wielded by the founding ancestor of the Holy Sect. Even in its ethereal state, it possessed the might to sever a monstrous hand capable of blotting out the sky. Compared to such power, this puny evil spirit attempting to swallow the Eternal Axe was nothing more than a fool’s dream.
“Die!”
At this moment, another evil spirit charged toward Lin Fan. With a single flick of his finger, Lin Fan shattered the void itself, reducing the creature to dust.
The Eternal Axe carved a streak of light through the void, slashing towards a disciple possessed by a dark spirit standing there.
The dark spirit’s pitch-black eyes flashed with a sinister glow, its face twisted in a grotesque snarl as it tore open its lips, revealing blackened teeth. From its mouth, a plume of black smoke erupted, within which a ghostly face seemed to form, opening its maw wide as if to devour the Eternal Axe.
The moment the ghostly face touched the Eternal Axe, it let out a pitiful wail and dissipated into nothingness, utterly powerless to resist.
“Thud…”
Lin Fan, seeing this, was overjoyed. The axe struck true, splitting the disciple’s skull.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying a mid-level divine dark spirit.”
“Ding, experience increased by 100,000.”
The Eternal Axe was the divine weapon of the founding ancestor of the Sacred Sect. Even in the void, it could sever the hand of a demon that blotted out the sky, its power unmatched in the world. For such a petty dark spirit to think it could devour the Eternal Axe was nothing short of a fool’s dream.
“Die for me…”
At that moment, another dark spirit charged at Lin Fan. With a single finger, Lin Fan shattered the void, reducing the dark spirit to dust.
The supreme technique passed down to him was also incredibly fierce. Though only at the first level, it already possessed such might. Lin Fan was filled with anticipation for the day he would elevate it to its peak.
“Sky Sword, go.”
The Sky Sword, formed from condensed sword intent, tore through the void, piercing and killing the dark spirit.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying a high-level divine dark spirit.”
“Ding, congratulations on slaying a mid-level divine dark spirit.”
…
The notifications of experience gain came in rapid succession, filling Lin Fan with joy. This was the feeling he craved for leveling up.
At this moment, like a wolf among sheep, Lin Fan struck down every dark spirit in sight.
With an axe, a sword, and a finger, his movements were seamless, and the dark spirits were like fish on a chopping block, utterly at his mercy.
“Who else…” Lin Fan, with an air of dominance, stepped on a dark spirit beneath his feet, his gaze piercing as he stared down the few remaining dark spirits.
When he first entered this place, Lin Fan had been nearly scared out of his wits. But now, he found these dark spirits to be utterly pathetic, falling with a single axe strike, offering no resistance whatsoever—truly weaklings.
Looking down at the struggling dark spirit beneath his foot, Lin Fan didn’t hesitate to crush its head with his axe.
Lin Fan stood tall, a cold smile playing on his lips as he addressed the remaining dark spirits. “You dark spirits, kneel before me and beg for forgiveness, or I’ll show you the true extent of my power.”
At this moment, Lin Fan reveled in his dominance, feeling as though the lives of these dark spirits were entirely in his hands.
Lin Fan possessed multiple top-tier techniques, each terrifying in its power. What made him even more formidable was his ability to unleash several techniques simultaneously, leaving no room for hesitation.
“Hmph, since you refuse my mercy, then let me show you the most terrifying technique in existence.” Lin Fan stashed the Eternal Axe in his pack and clenched his fists.
The divine skill “Reversal of Heaven and Earth” had not been used in a long time. Now, he would use these dark spirits as practice.
“Haha…” Lin Fan laughed heartily as he charged into the midst of the dark spirits.
“Reversal of Heaven and Earth.”
Lin Fan grabbed one of the dark spirits, and under its pitch-black gaze, his hand seemed to shatter layers of void as it struck its target.
“Ding, experience increased by 1.”
“Huh?” Lin Fan’s expression changed, his heart racing as if a thousand wild horses were galloping through it.
The “Reversal of Heaven and Earth” technique no longer increased his experience.
The disciples possessed by the dark spirits felt no pain, no change—utterly unaware of their plight.
“Worthless…”
Lin Fan glanced sideways, blaming the dark spirits for this outcome. With a single finger, he activated the “Flower-Picking Finger,” shattering the dark spirit’s body.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying a mid-level divine dark spirit.”
“You have all been possessed by dark spirits. As your elder, I cannot allow you to live in such disgrace. I shall now grant you release.” Lin Fan decided to stop experimenting; these dark spirits were too weak.
They weren’t even useful for grinding experience—what good were they?
“Sky Sword.”
The sword formed from condensed sword intent darted through the void, slaying all the dark spirits.
Lin Fan calmed his aura and then turned his gaze to the final ancient altar.
The runes on the ancient altar were still active, emitting a sacred aura. Lin Fan surmised that another dark spirit lay within.
But Lin Fan hesitated—should he release it and slay it?
Yet, he also considered that if the dark spirit was too powerful, he might be in over his head.
After some deliberation, Lin Fan decided to retreat.
If the dark spirit was weak, whether he killed it or not was irrelevant.
But if it was too strong, releasing it would be his downfall.
Thus, releasing it or not offered him little advantage.
Lin Fan turned and prepared to leave, but as he reached the cave entrance, a sinister voice called out from behind.
“Halt…”
Hearing the voice, Lin Fan’s heart skipped a beat. Without even looking, he bolted for the exit.
But just as he was about to move, a stone door blocked his path.
Lin Fan threw a fierce punch, hoping to shatter the stone door, but instead, he was thrown back several steps.
“You cannot leave.” The voice came again from behind.
Lin Fan turned around to see streams of black mist flowing from the bodies of the possessed disciples, slowly converging on the ancient altar.
The voice was coming from within the altar.
The black mist now coiled around the glowing runes, as if in a struggle against them.
Lin Fan swallowed hard, feeling a surge of nervousness, but he knew he couldn’t panic now.
“Heaven has a merciful heart. I, in my benevolence, wish to spare you, yet you do not cherish this chance.” Lin Fan’s eyes were sharp, his voice steady and fearless.
In Lin Fan’s eyes, the ancient altar was nothing more than an ant.
But Lin Fan knew better than anyone the true balance of power here.
His system wasn’t just for show—it had a built-in detection function, and now it displayed the altar’s status.
“Initial stage of the Minor Heavenly Realm.”
If it were just that, Lin Fan wouldn’t be afraid. But the crucial point was that the power was escalating rapidly, already reaching the mid-stage of the Minor Heavenly Realm.
And it wasn’t stopping—the cultivation level continued to rise steadily, with no end in sight.
“For a thousand years, ten thousand monks have sealed me, tormenting me day and night. You shall be the first sacrifice upon my release.” The voice from the ancient altar sent a chill through Lin Fan’s heart.
“Let’s do this.”
Lin Fan’s expression turned cold—strike while the iron is hot.
Eternal Axe, Sky Sword, Finger of Annihilation…
“Haha, not bad, not bad. I didn’t expect my first sacrifice to be so powerful.”
Lin Fan unleashed his full power, but before the ancient altar, a black curtain of light formed, blocking all his attacks.
Even the Eternal Axe couldn’t break through.
At this moment, Lin Fan truly panicked.
“Go, Heaven-Cutting Sword!”
The Heaven-Cutting Sword, condensed from pure sword intent, tore through the void and pierced the evil spirit clean through.
“Ding, congratulations on defeating a high-stage Heaven-Connected Rank Evil Spirit.”
“Ding, congratulations on defeating a mid-stage Heaven-Connected Rank Evil Spirit.”
…
Notifications of experience gains continued to chime one after another, and Lin Fan’s heart swelled with delight. This was exactly the sensation of leveling up he craved.
At this moment, like a wolf among sheep, Lin Fan cut down every enemy in sight.
With one axe, one sword strike, and a single finger, his techniques flowed together seamlessly. These evil spirits were like fish on a chopping block, completely at Lin Fan’s mercy.
“Who’s left?!” At this moment, Lin Fan stomped one evil spirit underfoot, radiating an aura of dominance as he glared at the few remaining creatures.
When he had first entered this place, Lin Fan had nearly soiled himself in fear. Yet, to his surprise, these evil spirits turned out to be utterly pathetic—each one falling with a single axe blow, without even the slightest resistance. They were practically weaklings.
Looking down at the struggling evil spirit beneath his foot, Lin Fan mercilessly smashed its head in with his axe.
Standing tall and proud, Lin Fan gazed at the remaining spirits, a faint sneer curling his lips. “You lot of evil spirits, if you know what’s good for you, kneel down and beg for mercy. Otherwise, you’ll soon learn just how ruthless I can be.”
Lin Fan reveled in his moment of glory, convinced that the lives of these spirits were now entirely in his hands.
With multiple top-tier cultivation techniques at his disposal, Lin Fan wielded terrifying power. Even more shamelessly, he often combined several techniques in a single move, not giving his enemies even a moment’s hesitation.
“Hmph, so you refuse my kindness? Then allow me to show you the most terrifying cultivation technique in existence.” Lin Fan sheathed the Eternal Axe into his bag and cracked his fingers.
It had been a long time since he’d used the divine technique “Reversing the Heavens.” It was time to test it on these evil spirits.
“Hahaha!” Lin Fan roared with laughter as he charged into the group of evil spirits.
“Reversing the Heavens!”
Lin Fan grabbed one of the spirits. As it stared at him with its pitch-black eyes, Lin Fan’s hand seemed to shatter layers of void, striking directly at the target.
“Ding, experience increased by 1.”
“Huh?” Lin Fan’s expression instantly changed, his mind racing with frustration.
The technique “Reversing the Heavens” no longer granted experience?
The disciples possessed by evil spirits felt no pain, nor any change at all.
“Waste of space…”
Lin Fan narrowed his eyes, blaming the evil spirits for this failure. With a flick of his finger, he activated the “Floral Caress and Chrysanthemum Stroke Finger,” instantly shattering the spirit’s body.
“Ding, congratulations on defeating a mid-stage Heaven-Connected Rank Evil Spirit.”
“You’ve all been possessed by evil spirits. As your senior, I cannot allow you to live in such disgrace. I shall now grant you release.” Lin Fan no longer wished to experiment further—these evil spirits were simply too useless.
They couldn’t even grant him experience anymore.
“Heaven-Cutting Sword!”
The sword, condensed from pure sword intent, sliced through the air, eliminating the remaining evil spirits.
After calming his aura, Lin Fan turned his gaze to the last ancient altar.
The runes on the altar still pulsed with divine energy. In Lin Fan’s mind, there must be another evil spirit sealed within.
But Lin Fan hesitated—should he release it and kill it?
A thought crossed his mind: what if this evil spirit was too powerful for him to handle? Wouldn’t that leave him completely helpless?
After some contemplation, Lin Fan decided to retreat.
If this spirit was too weak, killing it wouldn’t matter much.
But if it was too strong, releasing it would spell disaster.
Thus, he concluded that releasing it or not would bring him little benefit either way.
Without looking back, Lin Fan prepared to leave. However, just as he reached the cave entrance, a deep, sinister voice echoed from behind.
“Stop…”
Hearing the voice, Lin Fan’s heart sank. Without even glancing back, he bolted toward the exit.
But as he moved, a stone gate suddenly blocked his path.
Lin Fan swung a powerful punch, attempting to shatter the gate, but the force rebounded, sending him staggering backward.
“You cannot escape,” the voice spoke again from behind.
Lin Fan turned around. From the corpses of the possessed disciples, streams of black mist began flowing slowly toward the lone ancient altar ahead.
The voice was coming from within the altar.
The black mist coiled around the glowing runes, as if engaged in a silent battle against them.
Lin Fan swallowed hard, his heart pounding with tension. But now was not the time to panic.
“Heaven shows mercy to all living beings. I, out of compassion for your cultivation efforts, offer you mercy. If you do not cherish this chance, it is not my fault,” Lin Fan declared fiercely, unflinching and fearless.
In Lin Fan’s eyes, even this altar was no more than an ant.
But this time, Lin Fan feared he might face a disaster. He knew better than anyone how powerful—or powerless—he was.
His system, after all, wasn’t useless. It had an innate scanning ability, which now displayed the following on the altar:
“Minor Heaven Stage, Initial Phase.”
If it were only that, Lin Fan wouldn’t be too worried. But the issue was that its power was rising rapidly—it was already at the Minor Heaven Stage, Middle Phase.
And it wasn’t stopping. Its cultivation level continued to rise steadily, with no sign of when it might end.
“A thousand monks sealed me for a thousand years, tormenting me day and night. You shall be my first sacrifice upon breaking free,” the voice from the altar spoke again, sending chills down Lin Fan’s spine.
“Let’s do this.”
Lin Fan’s expression hardened. Strike while the iron is hot.
Eternal Axe, Heaven-Cutting Sword, One Finger Annihilation…
“Haha, excellent! Excellent! I never expected my first sacrifice to be so powerful.”
Lin Fan unleashed his full power, but before the altar, a dark barrier suddenly formed, blocking every attack.
Even the Eternal Axe could not break through.
At this moment, Lin Fan truly panicked.
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