Chapter 1029: A Huge Loss

Lin Fan’s current strength was much greater than it had been three years ago.

All of this was truly thanks to the Future Immeasurable Buddha.

Within that tri-temporal realm, Lin Fan had engaged in a fierce battle with the Future Immeasurable Buddha, unleashing countless divine techniques, which also helped Lin Fan’s own skills reach an extremely high level.

In the end, after subduing the Future Immeasurable Buddha, its divine consciousness had also bestowed Lin Fan with invaluable experience.

With a single fingertip strike, it contained the ultimate essence of sword cultivation—an attack impossible to evade, sealing even the surrounding space and time.

The Five Elements Sword Intent ranked twenty-first among the supreme sword techniques of the Heaven and Earth Sect. Especially after Lin Fan fused them into a single sword intent, it had become extremely powerful.

Even the top divine techniques of the Heaven and Earth Sect might not be able to match it.

“You…” the Ghost-Slaughtering Ancestor showed a look of panic. His entire body’s magical energy, wrapped in this sword intent, seemed severed, entering a brief blank period.

His entire being felt as if frozen, unable to circulate any power.

At this moment, Qiu Zanyu and Jinzhengu instantly seized back the Celestial Net.

Ding!

A single fingertip pressed against the Ghost-Slaughtering Ancestor’s forehead, an act that terrified him greatly. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

“Wait,” the Ghost-Slaughtering Ancestor spoke, his eyes revealing infinite fear. He realized that this opponent was formidable—someone he simply could not defeat.

“There’s no time to wait,” Lin Fan’s lips curled into a faint smile. With a flick of his finger, ripples spread outward in waves.

The Ghost-Slaughtering Ancestor’s eyes widened suddenly, his body trembling slightly as a sword intent pierced directly from Lin Fan’s finger into his body.

No one understood what was happening.

Qiu Zanyu and Jinzhengu, watching the scene unfold in the air, were filled with confusion.

They didn’t know what their big brother and the Ghost-Slaughtering Ancestor were doing.

But the situation seemed strange indeed.

Crack!

Suddenly, a sharp sound echoed through the silent void.

It was like glass shattering—crisp and chilling.

“How is this possible? I, the Ghost-Slaughtering Ancestor, have dominated my era. How could I perish here?” The Ghost-Slaughtering Ancestor felt deep resentment. As a Golden Immortal cultivator, his power was vast and awe-inspiring.

He had come here only because Luo Li had told him of a supreme immortal artifact here.

But he never expected to die here.

Lin Fan folded his hands behind his back, glancing at the Ghost-Slaughtering Ancestor before turning directly and walking toward Qiu Zanyu and Jinzhengu.

“Big brother, what about him?” Qiu Zanyu asked nervously, staring at the Ghost-Slaughtering Ancestor in the sky. He had no idea what had just happened.

Crack!

Suddenly, the Ghost-Slaughtering Ancestor’s face shattered, like cracks spreading across a surface, breaking into pieces that drifted into the void.

Beneath his robes, his body began to fracture. Then, ten thousand sword intents erupted from his body, radiating light that illuminated the heavens and earth.

The Ghost-Slaughtering Ancestor’s body resembled an exploding orb of light, so brilliant it was unbearable to look at.

Boom!

With a deafening explosion, the mighty Ghost-Slaughtering Ancestor truly vanished into oblivion.

“Ding! Congratulations on slaying the Golden Immortal-level Ghost-Slaughtering Ancestor.”

“Ding! Experience increased…”

“Ding! Acquired supreme divine technique ‘Heavenly Ghost-Cold Art.'”

Lin Fan hadn’t expected to obtain a divine technique from the battle, but he immediately grabbed it.

This technique was no weak art. However, the Ghost-Slaughtering Ancestor himself wasn’t particularly strong. He had simply encountered a monster like Lin Fan. Against anyone else, the Ghost-Slaughtering Ancestor would likely have been the one to emerge victorious.

Lin Fan learned the technique instantly. Within his body, another divine rune appeared among his collection.

With a flip of his palm, icy cold surged forth, capable of freezing even space itself. It was indeed a supreme technique worth possessing.

“Actually, the Ghost-Slaughtering Ancestor is dead just like that,” Feng Yanyun stared at the scene in disbelief, at a loss for words.

Looking at Feng Yanyun and the old man beside her, Lin Fan felt puzzled. He didn’t know who they were or how Qiu Zanyu and the others had come to know them.

Qiu Zanyu quickly explained everything that had happened over the past few years.

Upon hearing this, Lin Fan’s expression suddenly changed. “Three years?”

“Yes, big brother. You’ve been unconscious for three years,” Qiu Zanyu said.

“Damn it! The Future Immeasurable Buddha! That bastard wasted three years of my life!” Upon learning he had been unconscious for three years, Lin Fan’s fury burned within him.

Was that guy even human?

At first, he had thought he had gained an advantage after defeating the Future Immeasurable Buddha’s divine consciousness.

But now, knowing he had lost three years, Lin Fan nearly spat out a mouthful of blood in rage.

Another three years wasted.

If he had spent those three years defeating powerful enemies, how formidable would his cultivation be now?

Perhaps he would have already reached the Heavenly Sovereign realm by now.

He felt deep regret, even a strong urge to kill the Future Immeasurable Buddha all over again.

With a sigh, he tried to vent his frustration.

Well then! Well then!

Now that things had come to this, what else could he say?

“Thank you,” Feng Yanyun spoke up. Previously, if she had seen Qiu Zanyu and Jinzhengu, she would have dared to detain them. But now, she had no such thoughts toward Lin Fan.

She knew that this man was certainly not someone who could be bound by a small city like Fenglin.

Lin Fan nodded slightly, saying little else.

Seeing how coldly this person treated him, Feng Yanyun felt embarrassed but dared not show even a hint of displeasure. Though she was the ruler of Fenglin City, in the eyes of such a powerful cultivator, she was but an ant.

“Tell me, will you continue traveling with me, or stay in Fenglin City?” Lin Fan asked.

“Of course we’ll follow big brother and explore the world. Now that you’ve killed Luo Li, Fenglin City will be safe,” Qiu Zanyu smiled.

“Yeah, Fenglin City now has the ability to protect itself. During these three years, we’ve established a martial arts academy here. Though not everyone practices martial arts yet, we’ve already trained many capable students,” Jinzhengu added.

Lin Fan smiled. “I didn’t expect you two to accomplish so much in these three years. But don’t worry, since this is your hometown, I won’t just stand by and do nothing.”

At this moment, Lin Fan flipped his palm, instantly activating the Primordial Sealing Art.

With a flick of his finger, a sword intent was infused into the technique.

The Primordial Sealing Art spread out, enveloping the entire Fenglin City, further integrating a sword intent from Lin Fan himself. This sword intent was powerful enough to slay even Golden Immortal-level experts.

“This place is now protected by my seal. Even if enemies come in the future, there won’t be any major problems,” Lin Fan said.

“Thank you, big brother,” Qiu Zanyu and Jinzhengu could clearly sense how formidable the formation hovering over Fenglin City was.

Even they themselves might not be able to withstand it.

Feng Yanyun was deeply grateful, almost to the point of offering herself, though Lin Fan paid no attention to such thoughts.

“Big brother, where are we going now?” Qiu Zanyu asked.

Lin Fan hesitated for a moment. He wasn’t quite sure where to go.

“Let’s return to the sect first. It’s been three years—I probably have been declared dead by now,” Lin Fan replied.