The world was vast and desolate. Though this battle did not result in many deaths, for the Saint Sect, it had lost someone of immeasurable importance.
Sighing deeply, the Sect Leader Yan appeared visibly aged. With a flick of his sleeve, a radiant crystal coffin emerged onto the ground, shimmering with flowing light.
“This crystal coffin was originally prepared for myself, but I never imagined…” Sect Leader Yan shook his head, clearly filled with sorrow.
Though the ancient great demon had been sealed, it brought no joy to the Saint Sect.
Yan gazed at Lin Fan, lying silently within the crystal coffin. His pale face brought tears to Yan’s eyes. Why did he feel like crying?
The ancient demon, Mieqiong, lowered his head, stepped forward, and hoisted the crystal coffin onto his back. Two chains of cosmic laws wrapped around the coffin, binding it securely to him.
“You can put the coffin into a storage ring,” Yan suggested.
Mieqiong shook his head. “No, Leader. He disliked darkness. As his disciple, I should carry his body back to the sect.”
The world was desolate. Although this battle did not claim many lives, for the Sacred Sect, it had lost an incredibly important figure.
“Alas…” Sect Master Yan let out a long sigh, his demeanor seeming to age significantly. With a flick of his sleeve, a crystal coffin, shimmering with flowing light, appeared on the ground.
“This crystal coffin was originally prepared for myself, but who would have thought…” Sect Master Yan shook his head, visibly sorrowful.
The ancient demon had been suppressed, but for the Sacred Sect, this was not a cause for celebration.
Sect Master Yan gazed at Lin Fan, who lay quietly in the crystal coffin. His pale face made Sect Master Yan wipe the corner of his eye, wondering why he felt the urge to cry.
Mie Qiongqi lowered his head, stepped forward, and hoisted the crystal coffin onto his back. Two chains of rules wrapped around the coffin, securing it to his body.
“Put the crystal coffin into the storage ring,” Sect Master Yan said.
Mie Qiongqi shook his head. “No, the Sect Master disliked the darkness. As his disciple, it is my duty to carry his remains back to the sect.”
Sect Master Yan said no more. With a flick of his sleeve, he tore through the void, leading his disciples across the spatial rift.
As for the battle ships, they had already been destroyed in the fight against the ancient demon.
…
Inside the crystal coffin, Lin Fan frowned tightly. Why the hell had that little chick also played dead?
But considering the chick’s personality, which was similar to his own, he understood.
The chick must have known there were benefits to be had, so it decided to join in the “fun.”
The experience gained from slaying the ancient demon was staggering—a terrifying 60 billion points. It was an unimaginable amount of experience.
Mid-stage Great Heaven Realm.
High-stage Great Heaven Realm.
Great Heaven Realm Perfection.
The barriers of heaven and earth, under the impact of such vast experience, shattered instantly. The barriers that had limited the cultivation of countless martial artists in the Eastern Spirit Continent were obliterated in a flash.
In that moment, Lin Fan seemed to enter a mysterious and elusive state.
In the depths of his consciousness, a towering gate stood, sealing off the heavens and earth.
Lin Fan floated before this gate, slowly extending his hand and giving it a gentle push. The gate swung open with a resounding boom.
It was a new world, a new realm.
Gradually, Lin Fan’s consciousness drifted into the gate, and his essence, energy, and spirit followed, entering an indescribable state.
…
Sacred Sect.
Countless disciples guarded the sect. The news of the ancient demon’s descent had reached them, filling them with dread.
The Sect Master had led all the elders out to face the enemy, and their fate was uncertain.
Especially since the Sect Master’s words before leaving had sounded like a final testament, how could they not be worried?
At that moment, a ripple appeared in the void, like a stone dropped into water, sending out waves that gripped the hearts of the disciples.
Countless hopeful eyes turned to the void, wishing for everyone’s safe return, hoping to hear the uplifting news.
The ancient demon had been suppressed.
Though everyone held this hope in their hearts, they also feared that only a few would emerge from the spatial rift.
“That’s the Sect Master… the Sect Master is safe.”
“That’s Elder Wuyu.”
“That’s Elder Lü Mingyang…”
…
The disciples of the Sacred Sect watched as figures appeared one by one, their excitement gradually building.
The current peak master of Jialan Peak, Mu Bingyan, clenched her fists tightly. When the Sect Master had left with the elders, he had entrusted her with the sect’s affairs.
Perhaps for Sect Master Yan, there was no need for such entrustments. If the ancient demon was not eradicated, no one could escape their final fate.
It was merely a matter of dying sooner or later.
“Huh…”
At that moment, the disciples noticed something amiss. Everyone had returned, but why did the Sect Master and the elders look so somber? Could something terrible have happened?
When Zhang Er’gou and the others saw that Mie Qiongqi had returned safely, they breathed a sigh of relief.
They had not wanted Mie Qiongqi to join this mission, as it was too dangerous.
But Mie Qiongqi had ignored their advice and followed Sect Master Yan into battle.
“It’s a blessing that you’ve returned safely,” Zhang Er’gou sighed, though he was puzzled by the coffin on Mie Qiongqi’s back.
As Sect Master Yan and the others descended, the disciples eagerly surrounded them.
“Sect Master, has the ancient demon been vanquished?” the disciples asked eagerly.
“Yes,” Sect Master Yan nodded.
The disciples were thrilled, but in an instant, they noticed that the Sect Master and the elders were not smiling but instead wore somber expressions.
Could something have gone wrong?
Or had one of the elders perished?
But upon closer inspection, though a few elders were injured, none seemed to be in critical condition.
So why were the Sect Master and the others so downcast?
“Junior Brother, it’s good that you’re back,” Zhang Er’gou and the others approached Mie Qiongqi, patting his shoulder.
“Junior Brother, what’s wrong? The ancient demon has been defeated, why are you so unhappy?” Zhang Er’gou asked, puzzled.
Mie Qiongqi had always been cold, but he had never shown such sorrow before.
“What’s going on? What’s with the coffin?” Zhang Er’gou was completely baffled, not understanding what was happening.
Tian Yu was also curious, so he peeked into the crystal coffin. But when he saw what was inside, he froze.
“Senior Brother…” Tian Yu’s voice trembled, his body unsteady.
“What’s wrong?” Zhang Er’gou was confused. What could Tian Yu have seen that was so shocking?
Zhang Er’gou walked over to Tian Yu and nudged him, but Tian Yu remained motionless. Then Zhang Er’gou glanced into the crystal coffin, and when he saw what was inside, he collapsed to the ground, his hand trembling, his once ruddy face turning deathly pale.
“Sec… Sect Master…” Zhang Er’gou couldn’t believe his eyes. He suddenly stood up and threw himself onto the coffin, howling in anguish, “Sect Master!”
Inside the crystal coffin, Lin Fan lay quietly, with the little chick beside him. At this moment, Lin Fan was deep in that mysterious state, completely unaware of the outside world.
“Mie Qiongqi, what the hell happened?” Zhang Er’gou grabbed Mie Qiongqi by the collar, roaring in fury.
He had never expected this. It had been months since he last saw the Sect Master, and who could have imagined that the next time they met, he would only see the Sect Master’s cold corpse.
“To suppress the ancient demon, the Sect Master sacrificed himself,” Mie Qiongqi said, clenching his fists.
“Ugh…”
Upon hearing this, Zhang Er’gou spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling as if his chest had been struck by a heavy blow.
How… how could this be?
The Sect Master was dead…
And if Lin Fan had been conscious at that moment, he would have been utterly dumbfounded.
This time, he might have really gone too far.
Was he truly so important in their hearts?
As for the battle vessels, they had long been destroyed in the fight against the ancient demon.
…
Inside the crystal coffin, Lin Fan furrowed his brow. “That bastard chick faked his death too?”
But recalling how similar Chicken’s personality was to his own, he understood.
Chicken must have known there would be benefits, so he chose to die alongside him.
The experience gained from slaying the ancient demon was staggering—over six billion points. It was an unimaginable amount, something never before conceived.
Mid-Heavenly Emperor.
High-Heavenly Emperor.
Heavenly Emperor Peak.
The heavenly barrier shattered instantly under the overwhelming influx of experience. The cosmic limits that had bound the martial cultivators of Dongling Continent for countless generations crumbled under the system’s impact.
In an instant, Lin Fan seemed to enter a surreal realm.
In the depths of his consciousness, a towering gate loomed, sealing off the heavens.
Lin Fan floated before it, slowly extending his hand. With a gentle push, the gate thunderously swung open.
It was a new world, a new realm.
Gradually, Lin Fan’s consciousness was drawn into the gate.
His essence, energy, and spirit drifted away, entering an indescribable state.
…
At the Saint Sect,
Countless disciples stood guard within the sect. The news of the ancient demon’s return had already spread, and it filled them with dread.
The Sect Leader had led all the elders to confront the demon, their fates uncertain.
Especially when the Sect Leader had spoken to them before departing—his words had sounded like final instructions. How could they not be worried?
The world was desolate. Although this battle did not claim many lives, for the Sacred Sect, it had lost an immensely important figure.
“Alas…” sighed Sect Master Yan, his demeanor aged significantly. With a flick of his sleeve, a crystal coffin, shimmering with flowing light, appeared on the ground.
“This crystal coffin was originally prepared for myself, but who would have thought…” Sect Master Yan shook his head, his sorrow palpable.
The ancient demon had been subdued, but for the Sacred Sect, this was no cause for celebration.
Sect Master Yan gazed at Lin Fan, lying peacefully in the crystal coffin. His pale face prompted Sect Master Yan to wipe the corner of his eye, wondering why he felt the urge to cry.
Mie Qiongqi bowed his head, stepped forward, and hoisted the crystal coffin onto his back. Two chains of rules wrapped around the coffin, securing it to his body.
“Put the crystal coffin into the storage ring,” Sect Master Yan instructed.
Mie Qiongqi shook his head. “No, Sect Master disliked the darkness. As his disciple, it is my duty to carry his remains back to the sect.”
Sect Master Yan said no more. With a flick of his sleeve, he tore through the void, leading his disciples across the spatial rift.
As for the battle ships, they had already been destroyed in the fight against the ancient demon.
…
Inside the crystal coffin, Lin Fan’s brow furrowed. That damned chick, why had it pretended to be dead too?
But then, considering the chick’s personality, which was similar to his own, he understood.
The chick must have known there were benefits to be had, so it had decided to play dead alongside him.
The experience gained from slaying the ancient demon was staggering—a terrifying six hundred billion. It was an amount of experience he had never even dreamed of.
Mid-stage of the Great Heaven Realm.
High-stage of the Great Heaven Realm.
Peak of the Great Heaven Realm.
The barriers of heaven and earth, under the impact of such vast experience, shattered instantly. The barriers that had limited the cultivation of countless warriors in the Eastern Spirit Continent crumbled under the system’s assault.
In that fleeting moment, Lin Fan seemed to enter a mysterious realm.
In the depths of his consciousness, a towering gate sealed the heavens and the earth.
Lin Fan floated before this gate, slowly extending his hand and giving it a gentle push. The gate swung open with a resounding crash.
It was a new world, a new realm.
Gradually, Lin Fan’s consciousness became lost within that gate.
His essence, energy, and spirit drifted away at that moment, entering an indescribable state.
…
The Sacred Sect.
Countless disciples stood guard within the sect. The ancient demon had descended upon the world, and they were well aware of this terrifying news.
The Sect Master had led all the elders out to face the enemy, and their fate was uncertain.
Especially since the Sect Master’s words before leaving had sounded like a final testament, how could they not be worried?
At that moment, a ripple slowly appeared in the void, like a stone dropping into water, sending out waves that gripped the hearts of countless disciples.
Pairs of eager eyes looked toward the void, hoping that everyone would return safely, hoping to hear the uplifting news.
The ancient demon had been subdued.
Although everyone harbored this hope, they also feared that only a few would emerge from the spatial rift.
“That’s the Sect Master… the Sect Master is unharmed.”
“That’s Elder Wuyu.”
“That’s Elder Lü Mingyang…”
…
The disciples of the Sacred Sect watched as figures emerged one by one, their spirits gradually lifting.
The current Peak Master of Jialan Peak, Mu Bingyan, clenched her fists tightly. When the Sect Master had left with the elders, he had entrusted her with the sect’s affairs.
Perhaps, for Sect Master Yan, there was no need for such entrustment. If the ancient demon was not eradicated, no one could escape their final fate.
At most, it was a matter of dying sooner or later.
“Huh…”
At that moment, the disciples noticed something amiss. Everyone had returned, but why did the Sect Master and the others look so somber? Could something terrible have happened?
When Zhang Er’gou and the others saw that Mie Qiongqi had returned safely, they breathed a sigh of relief.
They had not wanted Mie Qiongqi to participate in this mission, as it was far too dangerous.
But Mie Qiongqi had not heeded their advice, instead following in Sect Master Yan’s footsteps to join the battle.
“To return safely is a blessing,” Zhang Er’gou sighed, though he was puzzled by the coffin on Mie Qiongqi’s back.
As Sect Master Yan and the others descended, the disciples eagerly gathered around.
“Sect Master, has the ancient demon been vanquished?” the disciples asked expectantly.
“Yes,” Sect Master Yan nodded.
The disciples were elated, but in an instant, they noticed that the Sect Master and the others were not smiling but instead wore somber expressions.
Could something have gone wrong?
Or had one of the elders perished in battle?
But upon closer inspection, although a few elders were injured, none seemed to be in critical condition.
So why were the Sect Master and the others so downcast?
“Junior Brother, it’s good that you’ve returned,” Zhang Er’gou and the others approached Mie Qiongqi, patting his shoulder.
“Junior Brother, what’s wrong? The ancient demon has been vanquished, why are you still so unhappy?” Zhang Er’gou asked, puzzled.
Mie Qiongqi had always been cold and aloof, but he had never shown such sorrow before.
“What’s going on? What is this coffin?” Zhang Er’gou was utterly confused, not knowing what to make of it.
Tian Yu was also curious, so he peeked into the crystal coffin. But when he saw what was inside, he froze.
“Senior Brother…” Tian Yu’s voice trembled, his body unsteady.
“What is it?” Zhang Er’gou asked, bewildered. What could Tian Yu have seen that was so shocking?
Zhang Er’gou walked over to Tian Yu, nudging him a few times, but Tian Yu remained motionless. Then Zhang Er’gou looked into the crystal coffin, and when he caught a glimpse of what was inside, he collapsed to the ground, his hand trembling, his once ruddy face turning deathly pale.
“Sect… Sect Master…” Zhang Er’gou couldn’t believe his eyes. He suddenly stood up, lunging at the coffin, and let out a heart-wrenching cry, “Sect Master!”
Inside the crystal coffin, Lin Fan lay peacefully, with the chick by his side. At this moment, Lin Fan was deeply immersed in that mysterious realm, oblivious to the outside world.
“Mie Qiongqi, what the hell happened?” Zhang Er’gou grabbed Mie Qiongqi by the collar, roaring in anger.
He had never expected this. It had been months since he last saw the Sect Master, and who could have imagined that the next time they met, it would be to see his cold, lifeless body.
“To subdue the ancient demon, the Sect Master sacrificed himself,” Mie Qiongqi said, clenching his fists.
“Pfft…”
Upon hearing this, Zhang Er’gou spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling as if his chest had been struck by a heavy blow.
How… how could this be?
The Sect Master was dead…
And if Lin Fan had any consciousness at this moment, he would surely be utterly dumbfounded.
This time, he might have really overdone it.
Was he truly so important in their hearts?
The world was desolate. Although this battle did not claim many lives, for the Holy Sect, it lost an incredibly important figure.
“Alas…” sighed Sect Master Yan, his visage seemingly aged by years. With a flick of his sleeve, a crystal coffin, shimmering with flowing light, appeared on the ground.
“This crystal coffin was originally prepared for myself, but I never expected…” Sect Master Yan shook his head, his sorrow palpable.
The ancient demon was subdued, but for the Holy Sect, this was no cause for celebration.
Sect Master Yan gazed at Lin Fan, lying peacefully in the crystal coffin. His pale face made Sect Master Yan wipe the corners of his eyes, feeling an inexplicable urge to cry.
Mie Qiongqi bowed his head, stepped forward, and hoisted the crystal coffin onto his back. Two chains of rules wrapped around the coffin, securing it to his body.
“Put the crystal coffin into the storage ring,” Sect Master Yan instructed.
Mie Qiongqi shook his head. “No, the sect master disliked darkness. As his disciple, it is my duty to carry his remains back to the sect.”
Sect Master Yan said no more. With a flick of his sleeve, he tore through the void, leading his disciples across the ethereal expanse.
As for the war vessels, they had already been destroyed in the battle against the ancient demon.
…
Inside the crystal coffin, Lin Fan’s brows furrowed tightly. Why the hell had that little chick also played dead?
But thinking of the chick’s personality, which was similar to his own, he understood.
The chick must have known there were benefits to be had, so it decided to join in the “burial.”
The experience gained from slaying the ancient demon was terrifyingly immense—a staggering sixty billion. It was an amount of experience he had never even dreamed of.
Mid-stage Great Heavenly Position.
High-stage Great Heavenly Position.
Great Heavenly Position Perfection.
The barriers of heaven and earth, which had limited the cultivation of countless warriors in the Eastern Spirit Continent, were shattered in an instant under the impact of the system.
In that fleeting moment, Lin Fan seemed to enter a surreal realm.
In the vast unknown, a towering gate sealed the heavens and earth.
Lin Fan floated before this gate, slowly extending his hand and giving it a gentle push. The gate swung open with a resounding boom.
It was a new world, a new realm.
Gradually, Lin Fan’s consciousness was lost within that gate.
His essence, energy, and spirit drifted away at that moment, entering an indescribable state.
…
The Holy Sect.
Countless disciples guarded the sect. The ancient demon’s descent upon the world was a terrifying piece of news they had already learned.
The sect master had led all the elders out to face the enemy, and their fate was uncertain.
Especially the words the sect master had spoken before leaving—they felt like a final testament, filling them with worry.
At that moment, a ripple slowly appeared in the void, like a stone dropped into water, sending out waves that gripped the hearts of countless disciples.
Eager eyes turned toward the void, hoping that everyone would return safely, hoping to hear the uplifting news.
The ancient demon had been subdued.
Though this was the hope in everyone’s hearts, they also feared that only a few would emerge from the rift in the void.
“That’s the sect master… the sect master is safe.”
“That’s Elder Wuyu.”
“That’s Elder Lü Mingyang…”
…
The disciples of the Holy Sect watched as figures appeared one by one, their spirits gradually lifting.
The current peak master of Jialan Peak, Mu Bingyan, clenched her fists tightly. When the sect master had left with the elders, he had entrusted her with the sect’s affairs.
Perhaps for Sect Master Yan, there was no need for such entrustments. If the ancient demon was not eradicated, no one could escape their final fate.
It was merely a matter of dying sooner or later.
“Huh…”
At that moment, the disciples noticed something amiss. Everyone had returned, but why did the sect master and the elders look so somber? Could something terrible have happened?
Zhang Er’gou and the others saw that Mie Qiongqi had returned safely and breathed a sigh of relief.
They had not wanted Mie Qiongqi to participate in this mission, as it was too dangerous.
But Mie Qiongqi had ignored their pleas and followed Sect Master Yan into battle.
“To return safely is a blessing,” Zhang Er’gou sighed, though he was puzzled by the coffin on Mie Qiongqi’s back.
When Sect Master Yan and the others landed, the disciples eagerly surrounded them.
“Sect Master, has the ancient demon been destroyed?” the disciples asked expectantly.
“Yes,” Sect Master Yan nodded.
The disciples were thrilled, but in an instant, they noticed that the sect master and the elders were not smiling but instead wore grim expressions.
Could something have gone wrong?
Or had one of the elders perished?
But upon closer inspection, though some of the elders were injured, none seemed to be in critical condition.
So why did the sect master and the others look so somber?
“Junior Brother, it’s good that you’re back,” Zhang Er’gou and the others approached Mie Qiongqi, patting his shoulder.
“Junior Brother, what’s wrong? The ancient demon has been destroyed, why are you so unhappy?” Zhang Er’gou asked, puzzled.
Mie Qiongqi had always been cold, but he had never shown such sorrow before.
“What’s going on? What’s with the coffin?” Zhang Er’gou was completely baffled, not understanding what was happening.
Tian Yu was also curious and peeked into the crystal coffin. But when he saw what was inside, he froze.
“Senior Brother…” Tian Yu’s voice trembled, his body unsteady.
“What’s wrong?” Zhang Er’gou was puzzled. What could Tian Yu have seen that was so shocking?
Zhang Er’gou walked over to Tian Yu, nudging him a few times, but Tian Yu remained motionless. Then Zhang Er’gou looked into the crystal coffin, and when he saw what was inside, he collapsed to the ground, his hand trembling, his once ruddy face turning deathly pale.
“Sec… Sect Master…” Zhang Er’gou couldn’t believe his eyes. He suddenly stood up, threw himself onto the coffin, and let out a heart-wrenching cry, “Sect Master!”
Inside the crystal coffin, Lin Fan lay peacefully, with the little chick beside him. At this moment, Lin Fan was deeply immersed in that mysterious realm, completely unaware of the outside world.
“Mie Qiongqi, what the hell happened?” Zhang Er’gou grabbed Mie Qiongqi by the collar, roaring in anger.
He had never expected this. It had been months since he last saw the sect master, and now, when they met again, all he could see was the sect master’s cold corpse.
“To subdue the ancient demon, the sect master perished with it,” Mie Qiongqi said, clenching his fists.
“Pfft…”
Upon hearing this, Zhang Er’gou spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling as if his chest had been struck by a heavy blow.
How… how could this be?
The sect master was dead…
If Lin Fan had been conscious at that moment, he would have been utterly dumbfounded.
This time, he might have gone too far.
Was he really that important in their hearts?
The ancient demon had been sealed.
The world was desolate. Although this battle did not claim many lives, for the Sacred Sect, it had lost an incredibly important figure.
“Alas…” Sect Master Yan sighed deeply, his visage seeming to age significantly. With a flick of his sleeve, a crystal coffin, shimmering with flowing light, appeared on the ground.
“This crystal coffin was originally prepared for myself, but I never expected…” Sect Master Yan shook his head, visibly sorrowful.
The ancient demon had been subdued, but for the Sacred Sect, this was not a cause for celebration.
Sect Master Yan gazed at Lin Fan, who lay quietly within the crystal coffin. His pale face made Sect Master Yan wipe the corner of his eye, wondering why he felt the urge to cry.
Mie Qiongqi bowed his head, stepped forward, and hoisted the crystal coffin onto his back. Two chains of rules wrapped around the coffin, securing it to his body.
“Put the crystal coffin into the storage ring,” Sect Master Yan instructed.
Mie Qiongqi shook his head. “No, the Sect Master disliked darkness. As his disciple, it is my duty to carry his remains back to the sect.”
Sect Master Yan said no more. With a flick of his sleeve, he tore through the void, leading his disciples across the spatial rift.
As for the battle ships, they had already been destroyed in the fight against the ancient demon.
…
Inside the crystal coffin, Lin Fan frowned deeply. Why on earth had that little chick also pretended to be dead?
But considering the chick’s personality, which was similar to his own, he understood.
The chick must have known there would be benefits, so it had decided to join in the “burial.”
The experience gained from slaying the ancient demon was terrifyingly vast—a staggering sixty billion. It was an unimaginable amount of experience.
Mid-stage of the Great Heaven Realm.
High-stage of the Great Heaven Realm.
Peak of the Great Heaven Realm.
The barriers of heaven and earth, under the impact of such immense experience, shattered instantly. The barriers that had limited the cultivation of countless martial artists in the Eastern Spirit Continent were obliterated in a flash.
In that moment, Lin Fan seemed to enter a mysterious and profound state.
In the depths of his consciousness, a towering gate stood, sealing the heavens and the earth.
Lin Fan floated before this gate, slowly extending his hand and giving it a gentle push. The gate swung open with a resounding boom.
It was a new world, a new realm.
Gradually, Lin Fan’s consciousness became lost within that gate.
His essence, energy, and spirit drifted away at that moment, entering an indescribable state.
…
The Sacred Sect.
Countless disciples guarded the sect. The news of the ancient demon’s descent upon the world had reached them, filling them with dread.
The Sect Master had led all the elders out to face the enemy, and their fate was uncertain.
Especially since the words the Sect Master had spoken before leaving had sounded like a final testament, how could they not be worried?
At that moment, a ripple appeared in the void, like a stone dropping into water, sending out waves that gripped the hearts of countless disciples.
Pairs of eager eyes turned toward the void, hoping that everyone would return safely, hoping to hear the uplifting news.
The ancient demon had been subdued.
Although this was the hope in everyone’s hearts, they also feared that only a few would emerge from the spatial rift.
“That’s the Sect Master… the Sect Master is safe.”
“That’s Elder Wuyu.”
“That’s Elder Lü Mingyang…”
…
The disciples of the Sacred Sect watched as figures emerged one by one, their spirits gradually lifting.
The current peak master of Jialan Peak, Mu Bingyan, clenched her fists tightly. When the Sect Master had left with the elders, he had entrusted her with the sect’s affairs.
Perhaps for Sect Master Yan, these matters needed no explanation. If the ancient demon was not eradicated, no one could escape their final fate.
It was merely a matter of dying sooner or later.
“Huh…”
At that moment, the disciples noticed something amiss. Everyone had returned, but why did the Sect Master and the others look so somber? Had something major happened?
When Zhang Er’gou and the others saw that Mie Qiongqi had returned safely, they breathed a sigh of relief.
They had not wanted Mie Qiongqi to participate in this mission, as it was too dangerous.
But Mie Qiongqi had not heeded their words, instead following Sect Master Yan into battle.
“To return safely is a blessing,” Zhang Er’gou sighed, though he was puzzled by the coffin on Mie Qiongqi’s back.
As Sect Master Yan and the others landed, the disciples eagerly gathered around.
“Sect Master, has the ancient demon been vanquished?” the disciples asked with anticipation.
“Yes,” Sect Master Yan nodded.
The disciples were thrilled, but in an instant, they noticed that the Sect Master and the others did not smile. Instead, they wore somber expressions.
Had something gone wrong?
Or had one of the elders perished?
But upon closer inspection, although some of the elders were injured, none were seriously hurt.
So why did the Sect Master and the others look so grim?
“Junior Brother, it’s good that you’ve returned,” Zhang Er’gou and the others approached Mie Qiongqi, patting his shoulder.
“Junior Brother, what’s wrong? The ancient demon has been vanquished, why are you still so downcast?” Zhang Er’gou asked, puzzled.
Mie Qiongqi had always been cold, but he had never shown such sorrow before.
“What’s going on? What is this coffin?” Zhang Er’gou was utterly confused, not knowing what this was.
Tian Yu was also curious, so he peeked into the crystal coffin. But when he saw what was inside, he froze.
“Senior Brother…” Tian Yu’s voice trembled, his body unsteady.
“What is it?” Zhang Er’gou was puzzled. What could Tian Yu have seen that was so shocking?
Zhang Er’gou walked over to Tian Yu, nudging him a few times, but Tian Yu remained motionless. Then Zhang Er’gou’s gaze fell on the crystal coffin, and when he saw what was inside, he collapsed to the ground, his hand trembling, his once ruddy face turning deathly pale.
“Sect… Sect Master…” Zhang Er’gou couldn’t believe his eyes. He suddenly stood up, lunging at the coffin, and let out a heart-wrenching cry, “Sect Master!”
Inside the crystal coffin, Lin Fan lay quietly, with the little chick beside him. At this moment, Lin Fan was deeply immersed in that mysterious state, oblivious to the outside world.
“Mie Qiongqi, what on earth happened?” Zhang Er’gou grabbed Mie Qiongqi by the collar, roaring in anger.
He had never expected this. It had been months since he last saw the Sect Master, and who could have imagined that the next time they met, it would be to see his cold corpse.
“To subdue the ancient demon, the Sect Master perished together with it,” Mie Qiongqi said, clenching his fists.
“Pfft…”
Upon hearing this, Zhang Er’gou spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling as if his chest had been struck by a heavy blow.
How… how could this be?
The Sect Master was dead…
And if Lin Fan had any consciousness at this moment, he would surely be utterly bewildered.
This time, he might have gone too far.
Was he truly so important in their hearts?
“That’s the Sect Leader… he’s safe.”
“That’s Elder Wuya.”
“That’s Elder Lü Mingyang…”
…
Seeing each familiar figure, the disciples’ spirits lifted.
Ji Lan Peak’s current leader, Mu Bingshan, clenched her fists tightly. When the Sect Leader had left with the elders, he had entrusted her with the sect’s affairs.
Perhaps to Sect Leader Yan, such instructions were unnecessary. If the ancient demon had not been eliminated, none of them could escape their fate.
It would only be a matter of time—early death or late.
“Huh?”
At this moment, the disciples noticed something was off. Everyone had returned unharmed, yet the Sect Leader and the elders wore unusually somber expressions. Had something terrible happened?
When Zhang Ergou and others saw Mieqiong return safely, they finally exhaled in relief.
Originally, they had not wanted Mieqiong to join the mission—it was far too dangerous.
But Mieqiong had ignored their pleas and followed Sect Leader Yan into battle.
“At least he returned safely,” Zhang Ergou murmured. Yet he was puzzled—why was Mieqiong carrying a coffin on his back?
As Yan and the others landed, the disciples rushed forward, filled with anticipation.
“Leader, was the ancient demon defeated?” they eagerly asked.
“Yes,” Yan nodded solemnly.
The disciples were overjoyed, but in the next moment, they noticed that instead of smiling, the Sect Leader and elders appeared deeply distressed.
Had something happened?
Or had one of the elders fallen in battle?
They looked closely. Though a few elders had sustained injuries, they were not serious.
So why did the Sect Leader and others look so grim?
“Little brother, you’re back—thank goodness,” Zhang Ergou and others approached Mieqiong, patting his shoulder.
“Little brother, what’s wrong? The ancient demon is gone. Why do you look so sad?” Zhang asked, puzzled.
Though Mieqiong had always been cold, he had never shown such deep sorrow.
“What’s with this coffin?” Zhang was utterly confused.
Tianyu was also curious and peeked into the crystal coffin. But the moment he looked inside, he froze completely.
“Big brother…” Tianyu’s voice trembled as he called out, his body unsteady.
“What’s wrong?” Zhang asked, puzzled. What had Tianyu seen?
Zhang walked forward, nudging Tianyu a few times, but his junior remained motionless. Then, he turned his gaze toward the coffin.
The moment he saw what lay inside, Zhang collapsed to the ground, his face paling instantly.
“Se… Sect Leader…” Zhang couldn’t believe his eyes. He suddenly leaped up and lunged at the coffin, crying out in agony.
Inside the crystal coffin, Lin Fan lay silently, Chicken curled beside him. But Lin Fan had already sunk deep into the abyss of consciousness, unaware of anything happening outside.
“Mieqiong! What exactly happened?!” Zhang grabbed Mieqiong’s collar, roaring in fury.
He had never imagined this. It had only been a few months since he last saw the Sect Leader. Who could have guessed that the next time he saw him, it would be only his cold, lifeless body?
“To seal the ancient demon, the Sect Leader perished alongside him,” Mieqiong said, clenching his fists.
“Spit…”
Upon hearing this, Zhang spat out a mouthful of blood, as if his chest had been struck by a heavy blow.
How… could this be?
The Sect Leader was dead…
And if Lin Fan were conscious now, he would surely be utterly stunned.
This time, he might have gone too far.
Was he really that important in their hearts?
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