Chapter 345: Divine Retribution Arrives.

“You won’t die peacefully…”

“I, Chen Xuan, am a person blessed by fate. You treating me like this will surely bring divine retribution.”

Chen Xuan gradually regained a bit of consciousness, but the pain felt like countless ants devouring his heart. An icy coldness spread throughout his body, leaving him utterly defenseless against the torment.

Lin Fan and the others paid no heed to Chen Xuan’s wailing screams, continuing their meticulous examination. However, for Han Mei and the others, the situation felt terrifyingly horrifying. Those piercing cries of agony sounded like torturous echoes from the depths of hell, shaking their very souls.

Han Mei wanted to see how Chen Xuan was faring, but the crowd surrounding him was so dense that nothing could be seen. All she could hear were his continuous screams of pain.

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“I understand now. Today’s lesson from the boss is worth decades of experience,” said Desert Bandit Fourteen, continuously nodding in agreement.

“Yeah, who knew robbery could be so profound and intricate.”

…

At this moment, Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction. Using Chen Xuan as a demonstration, he had explained some robbery techniques, from which the Desert Bandits greatly benefited.

“Boss, what should we do with this guy now?” asked Sha Dulong. This robbery had thrilled them all; they’d never robbed such a wealthy target in all their years as bandits.

Inside this guy’s storage ring, it was like a treasure trove—cultivation techniques, pills, weapons, armor, and more, everything one could imagine.

And the boss wasn’t stingy at all, distributing many fine items among them. The Desert Fourteen Bandits were so excited they wished to settle things quickly and find a place to cultivate.

Even the pills the boss had given them were enough to elevate their cultivation levels significantly.

“This grudge is set. He originally wanted to kill us, but his skills were inferior, so we captured him. Therefore, killing him is only fair and reasonable,” Lin Fan said.

Those forty chains of rules—why not take them? Besides, Lin Fan deeply loathed show-offs.

Showing off was a high-end, sacred, and solemn profession. How could one rotten egg spoil the whole pot?

At this moment, Chen Xuan tried to circulate his true energy to seal the pain, but when the mighty energy surged into that area, it was mercilessly devoured by a mysterious force.

Lin Fan looked at Chen Xuan, a slight smile curling at the corner of his lips.

Meanwhile, the Desert Fourteen Bandits stood nearby, leering at the completely stripped Chen Xuan.

“Boss, leave it to us to take action,” said Sha Dulong.

Lin Fan shook his head. “No. This guy’s power is formidable. His physical body’s strength is beyond what you can break through. So this one must be handled by me.”

What Lin Fan said was indeed true. Chen Xuan was powerful, having condensed forty chains of rules. Even without specifically cultivating his physical body, the refining effect of the rule chains made his body’s strength absolutely unbreakable by someone like Sha Dulong.

The gap in power was indeed not easily bridged.

However, for someone like Lin Fan, who possessed a “bug,” all of this was just an illusion.

“You will suffer divine punishment,” Chen Xuan roared furiously, his eyes blood-red, his body bare and trembling with rage, before being overwhelmed by the pain once more, his mind breaking down.

What kind of technique was this? How could it be like this?

“Tsk. Divine punishment? Little me isn’t afraid of that. How many people like you have I killed already, and I’ve yet to see any divine punishment come down,” Lin Fan replied with a smile.

“Boom…”

At that moment, the previously clear sky suddenly changed.

Dark clouds spread across the void, and thunder crackled in the sky.

“Boss, what’s going on?” the Desert Bandits asked anxiously, staring at the strange phenomenon above.

They had just mentioned divine punishment, and now the weather turned like this. Could it really be divine punishment?

“Boom… Boom…”

The thunder in the void grew even more intense. Within the rolling clouds, something seemed to be roaring furiously.

“Hahaha! Divine punishment! You dare to kill a person blessed by fate—you will surely suffer divine punishment!” Chen Xuan laughed wildly on the ground, though his laughter was mixed with cries of pain.

“Could this be the end of the world?”

“Those lightning bolts are too thick. We’ve traveled far and wide, seen all sorts of natural phenomena, but never anything like this.”

“Boom…”

At that moment, a distant mountain range was instantly flattened by a bolt of lightning. The terrifying power sent shivers down everyone’s spines. If that lightning had struck them instead, what would have become of them?

Under this sudden, strange phenomenon, Han Mei and the others trembled with fear, their beautiful eyes filled with boundless terror.

Lin Fan stood still, gazing at the void, a slight smile once again curling at the corner of his lips.

“A person blessed by fate? Interesting… very interesting…” Lin Fan actually somewhat believed Chen Xuan’s claim about being a person blessed by fate. Records in the sect’s ancient texts mentioned that when evil spirits roamed the world, a savior would be born.

As for the current Dongling Continent, although it seemed peaceful on the surface, hidden dangers lurked beneath.

Beast tides, ancient mysteries, and all sorts of strange occurrences were proof that the Dongling Continent was in crisis.

But to Lin Fan, what difference did it make?

What difference did a “favored one of fate” make?

“Shut up,” Lin Fan said, stomping his foot on Chen Xuan, then glaring at the void. “Even if you’re a favored one of fate, so what? Do you really think little me is afraid?”

The thought that Chen Xuan was a favored one of fate made Lin Fan somewhat annoyed.

Without Lin Fan’s interference, Chen Xuan might have been the protagonist—invincible, slaying gods and demons, radiating the aura of a dragon king, subjugating all under heaven.

Moreover, this protagonist was one of those who remained unbeatable in the early and middle stages. Condensing forty chains of rules meant he could sweep through all the surface forces on Dongling.

Without Lin Fan, even the sect leader might have been beaten up by this guy.

“Whoever is hiding in the void—show yourself if you’ve got the guts. I’ll punch you until your nose bleeds,” Lin Fan said, stomping Chen Xuan underfoot and pointing at the void.

The Desert Fourteen Bandits were deeply impressed by their boss’s domineering presence.

To them, only four words could describe their leader.

“Overwhelmingly dominant.”

“Hahaha! I, Chen Xuan, am a person blessed by fate! You’re merely a stepping stone on my path to the peak…” Seeing the strange changes in the void, Chen Xuan laughed maniacally.

“Shut up!” Seeing Chen Xuan still so arrogant, Lin Fan could no longer hold back and immediately delivered another blow—”True Ultimate Destruction Kick.”

“Ahh…”

Chen Xuan screamed, his eyes bulging, as if struck by a devastating force, his consciousness beginning to blur.

“I am a person blessed by fate! You can’t kill me!” Chen Xuan gasped for breath, drenched in sweat, barely holding onto the last shreds of his sanity.

Lin Fan glanced at him. “Damn, so resilient. Good, very good.” At that moment, an amusing idea came to him.

“Alright, impressive. But let’s see how you handle what’s next.”

Without hesitation, Lin Fan pulled out “Big Brother Da Fan” and shoved it into Chen Xuan’s mouth.

Chen Xuan tried to struggle, but under Lin Fan’s overwhelming power, he ended up obediently swallowing the invincible and mighty “Big Brother Da Fan.”

Lin Fan kicked Chen Xuan aside, letting him lie there for now while he dealt with other matters, wondering whether, after being hit twice by the “True Ultimate Destruction Kick,” Chen Xuan could still “rise” again.

This was a question worth exploring.