Chapter 225: So Fearsome in Killing That Even I Am Afraid of Myself

Now, the current incident was the second time Lin Fan had been so furious. The first time was when his sect was destroyed, and his three senior brothers were brutally killed before his eyes. Now, this scene before him was the second.

A group of creatures worse than beasts slaughtered over a hundred people, all for a treasure whose nature was still unknown.

The heavens and earth trembled, and the aura was as sharp as blades. Although Lin Fan didn’t cultivate the sword path much, his mastery of sword cultivation could never be underestimated.

The three sword cultivation techniques—The Sword Canon, The Sword Emperor, and The Heaven Sword—had all been mastered and integrated by Lin Fan, forming his unique sword intent.

Without wind, a powerful sword aura arose around Lin Fan, forming a whirlwind. Rocks, trees, grass, and dust trembled violently, as if pulled by an invisible force.

The ferocious beasts ridden by Prince Zou Sheng and others roared in fear, collapsing to the ground under the pressure of this sword aura, howling in agony and unable to move.

“You killed an entire village for wealth and honor; there’s no place for you under heaven and earth.” At this moment, Lin Fan slowly spoke, pointing his finger at the terrified Yan Xiong.

Yan Xiong stared at the scene before him, his legs shaking uncontrollably. He wanted to say something but was too overwhelmed by the pressure to find his voice.

And when Lin Fan pointed directly at him, Yan Xiong’s heart suddenly felt suffocated.

“No…”

In an instant, a storm of sword intent engulfed Yan Xiong, tearing apart his body with merciless sharpness.

Under the horrified gazes of everyone present, Yan Xiong’s body disintegrated gradually until he vanished entirely into the void, leaving not even a trace behind.

Prince Zou Sheng was stunned, his hand gripping the sword trembling violently.

He had no idea who this person was, but he knew for certain that this was someone far beyond his ability to provoke.

“Who are you?” Zou Sheng’s heart quivered, though he tried to maintain a calm expression. “I am the Crown Prince of the Qin Divine Dynasty.”

Lin Fan gazed at him silently without speaking.

“These are merely a bunch of insignificant villagers, their lives as fragile as ants…” Zou Sheng tried to remain composed, but his mind raced for a way out. The immense pressure from this person made him realize he had never expected that slaughtering a group of villagers would bring forth such a terrifying expert—truly a being of terrifying might.

The Black Armor Knights looked at the young man before them, too frightened to utter a word.

At this moment, Lin Fan noticed the little girl who had been violated by one of the Black Armor Knights, his eyes burning with fury.

He pointed a finger.

The knight without armor immediately dropped to his knees, clutching his crotch and howling in pain.

Seeing this, Prince Zou Sheng quickly climbed down from his prostrate beast mount, swallowing hard as he looked at Lin Fan.

“Senior, this was our mistake. Please spare us this once; my father, the emperor, will surely reward you greatly.”

Zou Sheng repeatedly stated his identity as the Crown Prince of the Qin Divine Dynasty, hoping that Lin Fan might show some restraint and spare his life.

Lin Fan stared at Zou Sheng. With his spiritual insight, he was momentarily transported back to the Great Yan Dynasty, where the King’s cultivation at that time seemed formidable to him. But now, it seemed trivial.

The opponent was a royal prince, attempting to suppress Lin Fan with his status. But to Lin Fan now, he was nothing more than trash that could be eliminated at will.

In an instant, a flash of light burst forth, as if splitting the heavens. When the light faded, Zou Sheng and the others, just like the Black Armor Knight before them, were all kneeling on the ground, clutching their crotches and screaming in agony.

Blood spurted, staining their trousers red. In one strike, dozens of eunuchs were created.

For these beasts, Lin Fan had no intention of playing games. He only wanted to torment them. Killing them outright would be too merciful.

He wanted them to understand that death would be harder to attain than climbing to the heavens.

In an instant, the sword intent formed into a ten-meter-long blade, piercing through the shoulders of Zou Sheng and the others, stringing them together. Then the blade floated, dragging them into the air.

Lin Fan let their screams echo, blood scattering into the void.

Lin Fan approached the village chief’s house, then suddenly slammed his palm onto the ground. The earth shook violently, and the ground collapsed.

At this moment, Lin Fan saw a wooden box floating silently in the crater, radiating an unusual glow.

Divine Wood—this wooden box was made in the same manner as the one he had discovered in the secret chamber.

As Lin Fan opened the box, a milky-white pill emerged, exuding a divine aura. Wisps of its fragrance filled the air, invigorating the soul.

Just like the one in the secret chamber, there was a slip of paper beneath the pill. Lin Fan glanced at it, then sneered coldly.

“The Yan Village was left by me, and generation after generation has guarded this treasure. This calamity was foreseen in my divination… this Life-Altering Pill, I hope you use it well and do not disgrace the name of the Seven Sages.”

The note, a hundred words long, only made Lin Fan want to laugh more and more.

Foreseen indeed. Foreseen indeed. None of these great cultivators were simple beings.

If he hadn’t had the System to investigate, he might have truly been deceived.

At this moment, Lin Fan sneered, tightly gripping the milky-white pill in his hand.

Indeed, there’s no such thing as a free lunch in this world. None of these supreme beings were anything but cunning and manipulative. How could they possibly leave behind blessings for future generations after their deaths?

“If one does not act for oneself, heaven and earth will curse them. Even these supreme beings are no different.”

He had been scheming from ancient times until now. Well then, he would play along.

“Woof! Woof!”

In an instant, a small black dog appeared in the distance, trembling and barking at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan looked at the black dog, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes. The dog’s four legs trembled as it slowly floated toward Lin Fan.

“Fine. You brought me a fortune, so I shall grant you a fortune in return.” Lin Fan flicked a finger, and the milky-white Life-Altering Divine Pill floated into the black dog’s mouth.

Then Lin Fan placed the black dog into his backpack, without another word.

Sword intent surged, and the corpses of the dead floated one by one before Lin Fan, then fell into the crater.

“Old man, I repay kindness and avenge grudges. Rest assured, the Qin Divine Dynasty will be destroyed.” With a wave of his hand, the earth reversed its flow, filling the crater and restoring the land.

When Lin Fan approached Zou Sheng and the others, he wasted no words, soaring into the sky and flying toward the Qin Divine Dynasty.

“Release me! I am the Crown Prince of the Qin Divine Dynasty! You will regret this!” Zou Sheng screamed in agony, the pain between his legs piercing his heart, unbearable and excruciating.

He never imagined that killing a group of insignificant lives would bring forth such a terrifying figure.

In the sky, Lin Fan’s gaze was icy cold, followed by a group of beasts skewered by sword intent, dragged through the air behind him.

Lin Fan didn’t enjoy killing, but once enraged, he became so ruthless that even he himself feared what he could do.