Chapter 623: The Grand Entrance with a Flair for the Dramatic

“You are all far too weak.”

Although the Fourth Immortal Heaven of Undying Realm might not be considered a supreme powerhouse, when it came to the sheer magnitude of spiritual energy, even a Fifth Immortal Heaven of Yuan Spirit Realm expert couldn’t match even a tenth of Lin Fan’s power.

And now, his physical body had directly reached the Eighth Immortal Heaven of Divine Pill Realm.

At this moment, Lin Fan was like a high-defense boss—ordinary people simply couldn’t defeat him.

“Die if you dare!” Seeing the being extend a single finger so casually, the ancient clansman’s face contorted with fury. He threw a punch, his Dongtian contained within that strike, surging with boundless spiritual energy.

Although this punch possessed the power to destroy heaven and earth, in Lin Fan’s eyes, it was still insufficient.

Crack!

The entire space seemed to freeze beneath Lin Fan’s single finger, followed by a sound like shattering glass, as if space itself had fractured like a mirror.

Boom! Boom!

All the ancient clansmen felt a terrifying force penetrate their bodies from the outside. Then, unable to resist, they let out piercing screams and exploded instantly, blood and flesh flying everywhere.

“Ding! Congratulations on defeating an ancient clansman from the Third Immortal Heaven of the Dongtian Realm.”

“Ding! Congratulations on defeating an ancient clansman from the Perfect Completion Realm of Huang Tian.”

“Ding! Congratulations on slaying an ancient clansman of the First Immortal Heaven of True Dao Realm.”

Plunder! Plunder!

Although the experience gained wasn’t much, it was still something.

At this moment, Lin Fan absorbed their essence, energy, and spirit into his Dongtian, nourishing it.

The “Demon City” was now growing within his Dongtian—the stronger the Dongtian became, the stronger the city grew.

With a single move, hundreds of ancient clansmen were slaughtered.

For Lin Fan, this was merely a trivial effort, requiring no real exertion.

Patta!

Zi Yun’s pair of bright eyes stared in disbelief at the scene before her, the supreme-grade human artifact she and her companions had cherished falling from her hand.

All the girls stood there, stunned. In their eyes, the hundreds of ancient clansmen had been immensely powerful, yet this mysterious man had killed them all with just one finger.

This was just too terrifying.

“This can’t be possible.”

Not only were Zi Yun and the others shocked, but even the Mei Clan, imprisoned in the iron cages, were staring in astonishment.

Who exactly was this man? How could he be so powerful?

Could he possibly be a friend of Zi Yun’s?

Lin Fan flicked his sleeve, his long hair fluttering, his eyes fixed on the distant horizon.

In that direction, spiritual energy was in chaos, and strange heavenly phenomena appeared—clearly, an intense battle was taking place.

It seemed that more ancient clansmen had been intercepted by others, but Lin Fan didn’t know the current situation yet.

However, those ancient clansmen represented experience—easily obtainable experience. If he gave up on them now, it would be somewhat regrettable.

Judging by the intensity of the spiritual energy surges, these ancient clansmen were clearly not weak either.

The crowd snapped out of their shock, then turned their gazes toward the long-haired, windless-fluttering-robed man, each of them somewhat entranced.

Compared to before, this man now exuded an aura of supreme strength, like a wave crashing over them.

Some of the more bashful Meizu women blushed slightly, clearly developing feelings of admiration.

But for Lin Fan, this was already routine. With his dashing figure, naturally attracting female admiration was only to be expected.

Boom!

At this moment, Lin Fan shot upward, flying rapidly toward the distance.

Zi Yun and the others wanted to say something, but seeing him already gone, they hurriedly rushed to rescue their loved ones.

“Zi Yun, Piao Piao, do you know who that person is?” asked a middle-aged woman with lingering charm.

“No, we saw this man while we were fleeing. We don’t even know his name yet,” Zi Yun shook her head.

She hadn’t expected this man’s strength to be so overwhelming. The ancient clansmen, who seemed invincible to them, were so fragile before this man that it left them astonished.

“The direction he flew toward seems to be where the ancient clan’s army is. The clan leader is still fighting them. We should hurry over there too.”

At this moment, Lin Fan was filled with excitement. After becoming so powerful, life had become even more enjoyable.

Especially showing off in front of the girls—this feeling was especially exhilarating.

That calm expression, proud demeanor, and ethereal kingly aura had surely captivated everyone.

“Haha!”

Lin Fan let out a loud laugh, his body spinning rapidly through the air, clearly in high spirits.

As he drew closer, Lin Fan could feel the surging spiritual energy.

Still, compared to the Sect Leader Yun, it was far inferior.

“Mei Clan Leader, give up resistance. Under our encirclement, you have no hope whatsoever,” one of the three ancient clan commanders surrounded the Mei Clan leader.

These three ancient clan commanders exuded mighty auras, their spiritual energy vast and surging. Floating in the void, they seemed capable of shaking the heavens themselves, even merging with heaven and earth.

The Mei Clan leader was a young woman whose every movement exuded immense allure.

Seeing this woman, the three ancient clan commanders’ eyes gleamed with lust, involuntarily swallowing hard.

The ancient clans sought to dominate all living beings among the myriad races, and the Meizu were naturally their top choice, as their innate nature and physical allure were especially intoxicating.

Especially this Mei Clan leader, whom the three ancient clan commanders had long coveted.

When they learned of the Meizu’s hiding place, the ancient clans had competed fiercely to take part in the hunt—after all, eliminating the Meizu was a most enjoyable task.

“Clan Leader, we must fight to the death, or else if we’re captured, we’ll wish we were dead,” a group of fierce and powerful female warriors surrounded the Mei Clan leader, their gazes sharp.

“It must have been someone who betrayed us. We’ve lived in peace, hidden so deeply, there’s no way we could have been discovered otherwise.”

“It was Mei Ji who betrayed us. When we rescued her from the ancient clans, I already suspected something was off about her.”

“Mei Ji!”

The Mei Clan leader and the others’ expressions changed instantly. They looked around frantically and suddenly realized Mei Ji was gone.

At that moment, a soft laugh came from behind the ancient clans. A seductive woman, dressed provocatively, clung to one of the ancient clan commanders, her slender fingers gesturing mockingly toward the魅族.

“Hurry and surrender. The Commanders will cherish you.”

“Haha,” one ancient clan commander laughed lewdly, gripping the魅族 woman like a chicken.

“She’s right. Submit to us and we’ll spare you from torture. Otherwise, you’ll wish you were dead.”

The魅族 women glared at Mei Ji in fury, their hearts burning with rage. “We’d rather die than submit.”

(Note: “魅族” appears to be a proper noun or name that should remain in Chinese characters in the English translation, as its meaning is unclear without additional context. If “魅族” refers to a specific group or clan, it might be appropriate to translate it as “the Meizu women” or provide a brief explanation in brackets, depending on the context. However, based on the given instruction, it has been retained as-is.)

“Hehehe, you won’t find death so easily. Surrounded by this massive army, you can’t even escape with wings,” the ancient clan commander laughed wildly, spreading his arms.

Centered around the Meizu, the ancient clans surrounded them in layer upon layer, so densely packed they covered the entire land like locusts—escape was impossible.

For these few Meizu women, there was no longer any retreat.

They revealed expressions of despair, exchanging glances with one another.

They knew these three ancient clan commanders were among the Seven Supreme Commanders under King Wei, their strength formidable, far beyond what they could resist.

“Do you really think you can destroy your own cave heaven? Unfortunately, you won’t have that chance. With me here, do you actually believe I would allow you to self-destruct?” The ancient clan commander laughed loudly, his hand spreading wide, manipulating the very laws of heaven and earth. Suddenly, the Meizu clan found their cave heaven completely suppressed, rendered utterly incapable of self-destruction.

At this moment, the Mei Clan leader and her people were utterly despairing. They suddenly realized the ancient clans had been toying with them all along.

And now the game was over—the ancient clans no longer wished to play.

Looking at the ancient clans surrounding them with cruel, lustful smiles, their hearts sank into despair.

“Indeed, I wasn’t disappointed—so many ancient clans gathered here.”

At this moment, a delighted voice suddenly echoed from the void.

“Who is it?” The ancient clan commanders’ expressions hardened as they gazed into the distance. Could it be someone else had come to die?

The魅族 turned their heads in unison, staring into the distance.

And when they saw what approached from afar, their faces changed dramatically, their eyes filled with shock.

For what appeared in the distance left them stunned beyond belief.