Dark clouds loomed heavily over the city, as if it were about to collapse. Ahead, a powerful aura surged forth—not just one, but multiple energies intertwined, creating an overwhelming and formidable pressure that could not be underestimated.
Though he couldn’t see the combatants, Lin Fan could already deduce from the aura alone that these individuals were at least at the late stage of entering the Divine Realm.
Some were even at the peak of that realm. What kind of event could cause such chaos? It was truly intriguing.
Though Lin Fan’s current strength could easily crush early-stage Heaven Realm cultivators, from past experiences, he had learned one thing—things were never as simple as they seemed.
There must be a major boss lurking behind all this.
Lin Fan had been burned too many times before. If it weren’t for his invisibility technique and his ability to suppress his aura, he would have been chased down countless streets by now.
Cautiously advancing forward, Lin Fan kept a close eye on every step he took. One snapped branch could spell disaster.
“Hand over the artifact,” a young man with a cold expression and hands clasped behind his back stood in the forest, staring at a group of several men and women before him.
The escape routes of this group had already been blocked by a band of martial cultivators. Though their auras weren’t overwhelmingly strong, they were still formidable.
“This is the sacred treasure of the Man Clan. The Blood Killing Pavilion shouldn’t be so reckless,” a woman dressed in blue, with a delicate and beautiful face, said cautiously, glancing around warily.
“Manhuang Clan? What is that?” Lin Fan whispered to himself from his hiding place. He was unfamiliar with the name. Suddenly, he recalled something—there was a record about the Manhuang Clan in the sect’s archives.
According to the records, the Manhuang Clan members were supposed to resemble beasts. Yet this delicate beauty didn’t seem to fit that description at all.
However, the men guarding her did fit the image—towering like small giants, their muscles coiled like dragons, their appearances terrifying at first glance.
Lin Fan scanned the area with his system.
Among the five from the Manhuang Clan, the young woman was at the late Divine Realm stage, while the other three men and one woman were all at the peak of the Divine Realm.
As for the seven surrounding them, six were at the peak of the Divine Realm, and their leader was at the early Heaven Realm stage. Considering their young age, their cultivation levels were truly remarkable.
It was unclear which sect these people belonged to.
If they were disciples of the Holy Sect, they would definitely be among the elite of the inner sect. The fact that they were sent out to seize something meant that the artifact must be extremely valuable.
Lin Fan’s heart fluttered slightly with excitement. He was really looking forward to this.
“Killing and looting with a deus ex machina”—that phrase might be fitting, but Lin Fan preferred a more practical approach—”cheating, swindling, and trickery with a deus ex machina.”
Lin Fan wasn’t the type to enjoy killing. He believed in resolving things with virtue, convincing his opponents to submit willingly.
What puzzled Lin Fan was that the intercepting group clearly had the upper hand, so why were they still hesitating? It was quite strange.
Just then, the situation ahead shifted again.
“Kill…” The young man’s eyes flashed with sharp light as his blood qi surged. A red mist enveloped his body.
Lin Fan knew that the opponent must have a trump card, or else they wouldn’t have lasted this long. He always made sure to know the bottom line before doing anything—especially when it came to trickery, everything had to be foolproof. Otherwise, a single mistake could be disastrous.
At that moment, something strange occurred.
The young woman stood protected in the center, surrounded by four warriors of the Manhuang Clan, who began chanting softly with their eyes closed. Suddenly, a powerful force descended from the void.
The source of this power sent a chill down Lin Fan’s spine.
“What in the world is this?” Lin Fan’s expression changed as he focused on the void. A mysterious ancient well formed in the air, exuding an immense force that poured down like a waterfall into the four warriors.
What startled Lin Fan was that when he tried to peer into the well, his mind trembled as if an overwhelming force within the well was blocking all attempts at observation.
“Such a powerful thing,” Lin Fan murmured in admiration. This ancient well must be a treasure, something he had never seen before. He had no idea what its effects were.
He turned his gaze back to the battlefield. The four warriors, infused with the well’s power, saw their auras skyrocket, nearly breaking through from the peak of the Divine Realm to the early Heaven Realm.
Lin Fan was stunned. This was incredibly powerful. Eventually, their auras stabilized at the early Heaven Realm stage.
“Form the formation!” the blood-cloaked youth roared, charging forward like a lone general and clashing with the empowered warriors.
The remaining Divine Realm experts formed a formation, their auras merging, and managed to hold back two of the Manhuang Clan warriors who had forcibly ascended to the early Heaven Realm.
“Wow, this is insane,” Lin Fan muttered, watching with fascination. The young woman’s ability was incredibly powerful—completely ignoring the gap in cultivation stages, boosting them instantly without hesitation.
Even more impressive was that she had enhanced four people at once. Was there no limit to this power?
Truly terrifying.
Lin Fan remained hidden in the shadows, ready to reap the benefits of their conflict. He began to think—what strategy should he use this time?
With both sides fighting to the death, the treasure must be extremely valuable.
He watched silently, waiting for the perfect moment.
Forced enhancements were indeed less stable than natural cultivation.
Even with a two-on-one advantage, the blood-cloaked youth still held the upper hand. With a single palm strike, he unleashed boundless blood energy.
What puzzled Lin Fan even more was the incredible physical strength of the Manhuang Clan warriors. Despite being struck several times, they merely spat out a bit of blood but remained just as fierce as before.
…
As time passed, Lin Fan continued to watch intently.
Suddenly, the situation changed. The Manhuang Clan warriors could no longer hold out—perhaps the power from the ancient well had a time limit.
“Hand over the treasure, and I’ll spare your lives…” The youth clad in blood surged forward once more with overwhelming force, driving two of the Man荒 warriors into retreat, their mouths continuously spewing blood.
At that moment, Lin Fan stood up, a faint smile on his face. Behind him, his three-headed, six-armed Dharma body appeared instantly.
Lin Fan always cared about his entrance style—he would never just casually show up.
“Younglings ahead, why are you fighting so fiercely? Why not join me and admire the scenery here instead…”
His calm voice echoed from the void, startling both sides into halting their actions. They all turned their gazes toward the source in unison.
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