Chapter 1100: Seeing Ghosts

The Buddha of Boundless Future had departed, but Lin Fan now understood that the Buddha must have conspired secretly with people from the Moon Shadow Continent. Otherwise, why would he appear here and warn them not to interfere?

Of course, Lin Fan would never agree to such a thing. How dare this guy show his face again? It was practically asking for death. If this was truly the Buddha’s original body, Lin Fan, with his Soap, wouldn’t hesitate to slap him across the face and show him who’s boss.

Geng Yang Tian had no knowledge of the Buddha of Boundless Future’s origins. The truth was, the Buddha’s era predated even Geng Yang Tian’s by a vast stretch. Severely wounded long ago, the Buddha had withdrawn from the world, so it was only natural that Geng Yang Tian knew nothing of him.

Take the old ancestor Wu Yu, for example—he had been sealed away for tens of thousands of years. Who would remember his origins now? Only those who knew the history of that ancient era would recognize him; ordinary people would have no idea.

“Lin Fan, be careful,” Geng Yang Tian warned.

Lin Fan nodded. “Don’t worry, old ancestor. I already understand everything.”

As for the current situation, he wasn’t entirely clear yet. But judging from the present circumstances, it was obvious that not everyone on the Infinite Continent was unaware of the Moon Shadow people. The Buddha of Boundless Future clearly knew something. There were likely many others who also had knowledge of them.

After leaving the depths of the sect, Lin Fan sought out the Sword Qi Sect’s sect leader. The Sword Qi Sect had been nearly wiped out, with only a few disciples managing to escape using a fairy artifact. Lin Fan wanted to know exactly which direction these enemies had come from.

The Sea of Death was vast, spanning the entire Infinite Continent. To locate the Moon Shadow people along this immense stretch was extremely difficult.

That was why he questioned the Sword Qi Sect leader for details. In the end, the results didn’t disappoint him. Combining this with the situation at the Hundred Flowers Sect, Lin Fan deduced one thing: the Hundred Flowers Sect and the Sword Qi Sect were quite close, and the Moon Shadow people were clearly somewhere within that range.

Without delay, Lin Fan immediately vanished into the void, heading straight in that direction.

He wanted to see for himself what was going on there. If he could discover the enemy’s true origins, that would be even better.

Arriving at the former location of the Hundred Flowers Sect—now flattened by Lin Fan’s palm, leaving a massive imprint of five fingers on the ground—he looked ahead. Thousands of miles away, the Sword Qi Sect lay in that direction, and beyond both was the Sea of Death.

Whoosh!

A figure swiftly cut through the void. At Lin Fan’s current speed, covering thousands of miles was nothing more than a fleeting moment.

After all, a Fairy King expert could project their divine consciousness anywhere, no matter how distant.

Boom!

A thunderous sound echoed. Lin Fan knew he had reached the right place. Immediately, he vanished into the void, entering a stealth state, concealing his aura completely, making no sound at all.

He crept closer. When he finally saw what lay ahead, even Lin Fan was stunned.

“What the hell? So many people?” Lin Fan whispered in shock, as if he had seen a ghost.

At the edge of the Sea of Death, a hexagram continuously glowed with light. Each pulse brought forth a massive army. These soldiers were no ordinary warriors—there were Sovereigns, Ancient Beasts, True Immortals, Mysterious Immortals, Golden Immortals, Ancestor Immortals, and more.

Terrifying…

At a glance, there were at least hundreds of millions.

Lin Fan’s heart sank. He felt a chill of fear. He couldn’t even begin to imagine how many there were.

How many disciples did the Heaven and Earth Sect have? At most, a million, which was already a huge number. Even with other sects combined, reaching over ten million was the limit.

The Infinite Continent had a large population, but the key was that the people before him were all elite cultivators. If they were to be unleashed upon the Infinite Continent, the devastation would be unimaginable. And this wasn’t even the full force yet—the hexagram continued to pulse, and who knew how many more would come.

Lin Fan was genuinely frightened. He had no idea how many people from the Moon Shadow Continent had arrived.

At that moment, something caught Lin Fan’s attention.

Those were people from the Infinite Continent—and judging by their appearance, they were disciples from some sect.

Lin Fan’s brows furrowed, anger rising in his heart. Some sects had actually betrayed them.

These sects weren’t major ones; they were small sects. Even the most evil sects on the Infinite Continent would never ally with the Moon Shadow people.

“Amitabha.”

At that moment, a golden light of Buddha appeared in the void.

Lin Fan recognized it as the Buddha of Boundless Future. He immediately focused, concealing every trace of his presence. Although he had the Soap with him, he had to be cautious. Without absolute certainty, he couldn’t afford to use the Soap recklessly.

He didn’t know what the Buddha of Boundless Future was doing—it seemed as though he was waiting for something. Suddenly, a surge of holy light erupted from the hexagram.

The light was pure and sacred, illuminating the heavens and earth like the holiest radiance in existence.

Then, in the void above the hexagram, a radiant, white gate of paradise appeared. With a creaking sound, the pristine gate of heaven opened, and countless beings below knelt in reverence.

Holy light rained down from the heavens, touching the kneeling believers. Each one wore an expression of ecstasy, as if overwhelmed with joy.

Then, a figure stepped through the gates of paradise. Behind him, holy light radiated outward. Thirty-six pairs of radiant wings unfurled, covering the sky. He was sacred, divine.

The God of Light descended into the world, his aura overwhelming, commanding absolute reverence.

Surrounding the God of Light were countless celestial angels, each a holy messenger spreading the divine light and decrees of their god.

The Buddha of Boundless Future smiled faintly. “I didn’t expect them to send you first. Perhaps you wish to debate with this Buddha?”

The God of Light gazed solemnly at the Buddha.

“Among the Seventy-Two Primordial Gods, you, the God of Light, are indeed a worthy opener. Your Law of Light rivals the teachings of Buddhism. How about we make a wager?” the Buddha proposed.

“Very well,” the God of Light agreed.

Lin Fan had been eavesdropping the entire time, his heart filled with shock. He never imagined that a true god would appear—let alone the God of Light himself.

The God of Light, ruler of the Celestial Race, commanded an army of billions. The countless angels surrounding him alone were beyond count—truly terrifying.

“Buddha’s mercy saves all beings. Why must you do this?” the Buddha of Boundless Future sighed gently, then suddenly pointed his finger toward the void where Lin Fan was hiding.

A vast wave of Buddhist power surged through the heavens and earth, possessing immeasurable might.

Lin Fan was stunned, his heart nearly leaping out of his chest. How did this guy know he was there?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

“Sanctuary of Light, Eternal Radiance!”

At that moment, the God of Light also attacked. His thirty-six pairs of radiant wings flapped slightly, unleashing a burst of divine light that engulfed the heavens and earth.

At that moment, Lin Fan was so terrified he nearly lost his mind. What the hell was going on?!