Inside the towering and magnificent pavilion of the ancient clan, darkness reigned. A few eerie green flames floated in the air like ghosts, casting faint glimmers of light into the pitch-black chamber.
Yet compared to the vast darkness, these flames were insignificant.
On a circular crystal bed lay a pair of striking blue eyes, glowing vividly in the blackness.
A luxurious black fur coat draped over the figure of Despair Marquis.
At this moment, the Marquis was unusually quiet, his eyes calm and still, without the slightest ripple.
Gazing at the green flames, he slowly raised his hand, as if reaching for something, but layers of darkness blocked everything, and his hand eventually dropped.
Silence. Oppression.
Not a sound.
“Xiguang…” Suddenly, a solemn voice echoed through the darkness.
A faint trace of fear flickered across the Marquis’s delicate face, only to vanish in an instant.
“Your Majesty…” The Marquis knelt, his black fur coat making him appear small and vulnerable.
From the darkness emerged a pair of eerie purple eyes. Anyone who met their gaze would instinctively lower their proud head.
Suddenly, those purple eyes flashed.
“Ahh…”
At once, the Marquis trembled violently, a scream bursting from his throat.
Streams of black aura surged from his body and flowed into those eyes.
The Marquis knelt on the ground, head lowered, enduring the pain that visited him once every month.
No one knew how long had passed before the pair of eyes in the darkness vanished.
The Marquis collapsed onto the floor, gasping for breath, the torment lingering in his body.
“Xiaoguang…” A voice came from a dark corner, filled with concern.
“Stay away…” The Marquis coldly snapped, slowly rising. His youthful face bore an expression of unyielding strength.
“Long Xuan, don’t pretend to care. I am Marquis Despair, Xiguang. Don’t give me that pitying look. Remember, you are merely a vessel. You have no right to interfere with me.” The small figure clenched his tiny fists, the black fur coat billowing as he strode into the endless darkness.
“Xiaoguang…” A sigh echoed from the darkness.
…
Lin Fan and Xia Zehua swiftly fled from the battlefield.
Xuwuxin and the ancient clan soldiers had perished there. The ancient clan camp was likely already in a rage.
For safety, they needed to find a hidden place to lie low.
Lin Fan now had the strength to protect himself. Though at the Qingtian level he wasn’t the strongest, it was enough to stay alive. He wouldn’t recklessly challenge the ancient clan’s experts.
After all, if they were that easy to kill, the ancient clan would have fallen long ago—there would have been no need to wait for him.
After defeating Xuwuxin and the ancient soldiers, Lin Fan’s wanted ranking had indeed surged.
But he wasn’t satisfied.
He was still ranked in the tens of millions. In his eyes, the road ahead was still long. He wouldn’t stop until he reached number one.
Though a higher ranking meant greater danger, so what? Could he be scared?
One day, his name would echo across the entire Gusheng Realm. The ancient clan would fear him, and every great race in the universe would revere him.
“Wow… Brother Lin, your ranking has improved so much!” Mu Liang, who constantly monitored the wanted list, was stunned after checking Lin Fan’s new rank. He was both amazed and envious, wondering when he would ever be as strong as Lin Fan.
“Stay low… stay low.” Lin Fan said calmly, though a hint of pride flickered across his face.
For someone as powerful as him, this rank wasn’t even worth mentioning.
“Brother Lin, what should we do next?” Xia Zehua asked.
After witnessing Lin Fan’s strength in battle, he was full of hope for the future of their team.
Lin Fan sighed inwardly. He wanted to say, *Hey, you’re the captain, right?* But he respected Xia Zehua, so he let the thought go.
“The night is getting late. Let’s rest for a while. We still have some time before the ascension. Everyone should hide and cultivate in secret.” Lin Fan said.
“Indeed, Brother Lin, your idea is wise and thorough. This time, we must rescue the ascenders.” Xia Zehua praised.
Lin Fan sighed again, impressed by Xia Zehua’s naivety.
As night deepened, everyone drifted into sleep.
Lin Fan gazed at the void and walked into the darkness. Even now, he couldn’t afford to relax. He had to seize every moment to cultivate and reach his peak. Only then could he afford to take a break.
With his current strength, trying to show off was not only unstable but also extremely risky.
…
“Phooey!”
With one swing of his axe, Lin Fan cleaved an ancient beast in two.
Looking at the experience gained, he frowned—it was far too little, barely enough to be noticeable.
If only the strongest buff could last forever. But of course, that was impossible.
He flicked his sleeve, absorbing the beast’s aura.
Little by little, even the weakest could contribute something.
At night, the ancient beasts became unusually active.
This place was no longer the outskirts—it could harbor high-level ancient beasts, which was exactly what Lin Fan hoped for.
“Roar…”
As Lin Fan ventured deeper, a roar caught his attention, prompting him to quicken his pace.
This roar was different. It carried pressure.
“Ancient Beast: Three-Headed Giant King, Mid-Level Qingtian.”
“Whoa, wow! Didn’t expect to run into a real big boss!” Seeing the beast, Lin Fan’s heart leapt with excitement. Encountering an ancient beast stronger than himself was always thrilling.
The beast was currently sleeping, and that roar was merely its breathing.
Its breath rumbled like thunder.
This was truly a sight to behold.
Lin Fan scratched his chin. Should he charge in with his Eternal Axe, or sneak attack?
This question deserved careful consideration.
He pulled out his No. 95 Red Brick, activated stealth, and slowly crept forward.
It was late at night, and everyone else was sleeping. Waking it up might not be a good idea.
Tiptoeing carefully, he moved like someone about to commit a crime.
“Whoosh…”
Three massive heads drooped to the ground, each breath releasing a puff of hot air, accompanied by an unbearable stench.
“Damn, this stink is awful. But for the experience, I’ll endure it.” Lin Fan wondered if he would be discovered.
But as he approached the Three-Headed Giant King, he froze.
Which head should he hit?
This was the first time Lin Fan had no idea where to strike.
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