The ancient race currently found themselves in a somewhat awkward position. Once, they had controlled the entire Gu Sheng Realm, but later, the ancestors of various races awakened, established sects, and comprehensively enhanced their racial strength.
Although the ancient race still possessed three thousand Demon Gods, their power was now roughly equal to that of the great races of the Dachen World.
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Lin Fan hid within the void, surprised to find that the Thunder Race’s beings had actually clashed with the ancient race.
These Thunder Race beings were essentially living embodiments of lightning, wielding boundless thunderous power.
Among them, the leader of the Thunder Race was especially formidable. He had reached the Tenth Heaven God Stage, an Eternal God Realm cultivator, indicating a high status within the Thunder Race.
The methods of these supreme experts were indeed powerful. In just a few short years, they had elevated the once-weak beings of the Dachen races to such lofty realms.
These ancestors were like pillars of support. Without such backing, someone like Nanwu Holy Emperor could only rely on personal effort. In these years, reaching such a cultivation level was already impressive.
“Lei Ming, dare you kill me?” The ancient race warrior confronting Lei Ming was scorched black, his body still crackling with residual thunder energy, clearly at a disadvantage.
“Haha, why wouldn’t I dare? You ancient race oppressed us for far too long. Now that our ancestors have returned, we’ve risen in power. Killing you ancient race beings is now effortless,” Lei Ming replied. He was a disciple of some standing within the Thunder Sect.
Within the Thunder Sect, disciples who had reached the Tenth Heaven God Stage were not rare, and even Heaven Sovereign-level experts were numerous.
For Lei Ming, one day he too would obtain inheritances from secret realms, advancing to the Heaven Sovereign Stage, or receive blessings from the ancestors, who might personally bestow power to elevate his cultivation.
Knowing he couldn’t defeat Lei Ming, the ancient race warrior immediately turned to flee.
“Hehe, trying to run? You won’t escape,” Lei Ming sneered. His body transformed into a bolt of lightning, vanishing into the void.
“An opportunity has come!” Lin Fan had been pondering his next move when he noticed Lei Ming now alone, and a smile crept across his face. He stealthily followed behind.
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“You Thunder Race will suffer a terrible fate!”
“You talk too much.”
Crack!
Lei Ming gripped the ancient race warrior’s neck with one hand, squeezed slightly, and crushed him to death. Then he began looting the corpse.
“Not bad, there’s a Dao artifact and some medicinal pills. These will make great gifts for my junior female disciples,” Lei Ming said, clearly pleased with the spoils.
“Indeed, this Emperor also thinks so.”
At that moment, Lin Fan appeared like a ghost behind Lei Ming.
Lei Ming was startled and tried to resist, but in an instant, he was dragged into Lin Fan’s pocket dimension.
“Who are you? What are you doing?” Lei Ming, seeing this unfamiliar place, panicked.
“You’re the Human Race Emperor.”
Upon seeing Lin Fan, Lei Ming’s expression changed drastically. Then, as if realizing something, he broke into a delighted grin. “Human Race Emperor, how did you end up here? The entire Thunder Race holds you in the highest regard!”
Suddenly, Lei Ming’s attitude had completely changed, treating Lin Fan like his personal hero.
If Lin Fan hadn’t known the current state of the Dachen races, he might have been fooled by this act.
“Great Enlightenment Buddha Light!”
Lin Fan raised his finger, unleashing a beam of golden light that enveloped Lei Ming. For such a weakling, a single strike was enough to subdue him.
Lin Fan’s plan was to infiltrate the Thunder Sect while concealing his identity as a human cultivator.
If he was lucky enough to kill the Thunder Race’s ancestor, that would be a bonus.
If they wanted to target this Emperor, then this Emperor would strike first and play with them properly.
Lin Fan placed a Transformation Mask over his face, and his appearance instantly changed, becoming identical to Lei Ming’s. He also controlled his aura, altering his entire presence.
Even a supreme expert standing face-to-face would be unable to detect that this figure was actually a human imposter.
“This kid has quite a few techniques.”
To prevent any mishaps, Lin Fan directly absorbed all of Lei Ming’s divine symbols and integrated them into his own body.
These martial techniques were nothing special, just ordinary skills.
“Ding! Learned Yang Thunder Palm.”
“Ding! Learned Thunder Step.”
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Lin Fan emerged from the pocket dimension, examining his clothing. Everything was in order—he was now truly Lei Ming, a disciple of some standing within the Thunder Sect.
“Hehe, Thunder Race ancestor, if you want to oppose this Emperor, don’t blame me for ruining you completely.”
At this point, Lin Fan had become deeply disappointed with the Thunder Race. He had sincerely helped them fight against the ancient race, but now that their ancestral support had returned, they immediately turned their backs on him. It deeply wounded Lin Fan’s heart.
“Senior Brother, is that ancient race warrior dead?” When Lin Fan returned, several other Thunder Sect disciples had already killed off the remaining ancient race warriors.
“Of course. It was just a minor ancient race warrior. Since we can’t find any trace of the human cultivator, let’s return for now,” Lin Fan said.
Then Lin Fan and the others flew toward the Thunder Sect.
Upon arriving at the Thunder Sect’s domain, Lin Fan was astonished by the sight before him.
A massive bolt of lightning descended from the heavens, and within this lightning, stood one magnificent structure after another, grand and awe-inspiring.
If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, Lin Fan would have found it hard to believe that someone could actually establish a sect within pure lightning.
But considering the Thunder Race ancestor’s strength, it was understandable.
A supreme expert could do anything. Simply imprisoning a bolt of lightning permanently was as easy as drinking water.
As he stepped into the lightning, a faint current entered Lin Fan’s body, seemingly testing whether the visitor was truly a Thunder Race member.
But for Lin Fan, it was irrelevant. Even if a supreme expert stood before him, they wouldn’t detect anything amiss.
Let alone this mere lightning test.
As Lin Fan landed, a discordant voice reached his ears.
“Brother Lei, you returned empty-handed. I suppose you didn’t find any human cultivators either.”
“Senior Brother, I’m not trying to offend, but humans are so rare. How could you possibly find one?” A young man with a lightning-shaped mark engraved upon his forehead spoke calmly, though his tone dripped with disdain.
Behind him stood several disciples, surrounding him like stars circling the moon.
From Lei Ming’s memories, Lin Fan knew this young man’s identity.
Lei Wanshan. His cultivation was slightly higher than Lei Ming’s, giving him a marginally higher status. He and Lei Ming had long been rivals within the sect.
After the ancestor’s return, the Thunder Sect was established, and naturally, different factions emerged within.
“So, Lei Wanshan, did you manage to capture a human cultivator?” Lin Fan replied with disdain.
The surrounding disciples watched the exchange between the two.
They were well aware of the tension between Senior Brother Lei Ming and Senior Brother Lei Wanshan.
But they hadn’t expected Lei Ming to actually dare to challenge Lei Wanshan’s words.
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