Chapter 707: What Truly Defines Terror

After Lin Fan and his companions left, the crowd in the plaza suddenly erupted into a clamor.

“Did they really go? Don’t they know how terrifying the Thunder King is?”

“The Thunder King is a mighty general under the Supreme Sovereign. His Thunder Technique is especially ruthless and overbearing—when he strikes, the sky darkens with thunder!”

“Hmph, they’re just asking for death,” Fang Xuan said coldly. “The Thunder King is incredibly powerful—even opponents of the same cultivation level can’t match him.”

“Miss Liu Qiangwei, you should thank me. If it weren’t for me, had you hired these two, your Rose Squad might have suffered the same fate as the Hundred Battles Squad due to their arrogance during the mission.”

Liu Qiangwei’s expression darkened, but she couldn’t deny the truth in Fang Xuan’s words.

“Captain,” one of the Rose Squad members said, “the Hundred Battles Squad once saved us. No matter what, we must at least try to stop them. We can’t allow the last member of the Hundred Battles Squad to die needlessly.”

Liu Qiangwei hesitated for a moment before nodding. “Alright, let’s stop them. No matter what, we cannot allow the Hundred Battles Squad to be completely wiped out.”

In an instant, Liu Qiangwei and the others transformed into streaks of light, chasing after the direction Lin Fan and his group had taken.

“Hmph,” Fang Xuan sneered upon seeing this. “Let’s go too. It’s time to complete our mission.”

Meanwhile, the people still remaining in the plaza were stunned, as if they had just heard an absurd fairytale.

Rescuing someone from the Thunder King’s grasp? That was simply impossible.

To anyone else, this would be nothing short of a suicide mission.

The Thunder King was a legend of terror—many powerful squads had once attempted to kill him, only to be utterly annihilated, becoming mere sustenance for the Thunder King. Since then, no one dared challenge him again.

“Master Lin,” the monk Sakyamuni asked cautiously, “aren’t we rushing into this a bit recklessly?”

“Hmph, what recklessness? I’ve slain countless monarchs of ancient clans before,” Lin Fan replied calmly.

To earn ten thousand contribution points, anything was worth doing—what was a mere monarch anyway? What difficulty could there be?

The young woman who had been worried about her teammates all along wore a confused expression upon hearing Lin Fan’s words. She couldn’t tell whether these two could actually rescue her comrades.

Lin Fan possessed formidable power, and his speed across space was astonishingly fast—miles vanished in the blink of an eye.

“We’re approaching the Twin Canyons Gorge,” Lin Fan pointed toward the distant peaks that resembled two giant sentinels guarding the valley.

“Yes, this is the place,” the young woman nodded. “Our squad completed the mission here, but we never expected to encounter the Thunder King. He was too terrifying—even our captain gave his all, but still couldn’t match the Thunder King.”

The young woman’s face turned pale as she recalled the events.

“Terrifying? Wait until I arrive—then he’ll learn what true terror really is,” Lin Fan sneered, clearly unimpressed.

As for the Rose Squad, despite their prolonged pursuit, they couldn’t catch even a glimpse of their targets.

“Where did they go? How could their speed be so fast?” Liu Qiangwei gazed into the distance, her expression serious. They still hadn’t spotted the other party.

“Captain,” one of the squad members worriedly said, “could those two have taken the prisoners elsewhere to commit atrocities?”

Hearing that, Liu Qiangwei’s heart trembled slightly. “Let’s check ahead, but absolutely do not approach the Twin Canyons Gorge—otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.”

“Understood.”

Twin Canyons Gorge.

The ancient clan’s army had set up camp, and the Thunder King sat majestically upon a throne formed from pure lightning. Thunder coiled around his body like dragons, brimming with destructive and explosive power.

“Your Majesty,” an ancient clan commander knelt before the king, “we have imprisoned those living beings.”

“Hmph,” the Thunder King nodded indifferently, clearly holding no regard for these ants.

The Supreme Sovereign of the ancient clans had already suppressed all visible life within his domain. As for those hiding in the shadows, they remained elusive and hard to find.

What infuriated the Thunder King most were the beings from the “Guardian Realm.”

These beings roamed freely across the world, causing the ancient clans endless trouble.

However, the Guardian Realm was a place the ancient clans could not approach, making it impossible to destroy them. But for those who left the Guardian Realm, the Thunder King had crushed them one by one.

With the arrival of the monarch, his terrifying aura shook the eight directions, leaving no one in the world unyielding.

Inside the ancient clan’s prison, more than a dozen captured beings lay in a weakened state, as if they might die at any moment.

“Never thought I’d encounter the Thunder King,” said one of the men, a large warrior whose arm had been severed. Despite his injury, his expression remained resolute. For cultivators of his caliber, regrowing a limb was no longer difficult—but his energy had been completely drained, leaving him unable to even heal his wound.

This warrior was Lie Bai Zhan, the captain of the Hundred Battles Squad.

“I wonder if Qiu Yue managed to return to the Guardian Realm,” another weak voice murmured from the side.

“Just hope Qiu Yue made it back safely. With the Thunder King here, no one from the Guardian Realm will dare come to rescue us,” Lie Bai Zhan said, his weary eyes gazing into the void. Suddenly, his expression changed in shock.

“Someone is coming?”

“What? Could Qiu Yue have been captured again?” The other weakened members, upon hearing their captain’s words, became frantic.

At that moment, sitting atop his Thunder Throne, the Thunder King’s lips curled into a cold smile. “Unexpectedly, the escaped ants have brought two more ants with them. Hehe.”

“Hey girl, why are you trembling?” At this moment, Lin Fan had also spotted the Thunder King and smiled, though the girl beside him was visibly shivering in fear.

“That’s the Thunder King,” Qiu Yue pointed toward the terrifying figure ahead.

In the sky, a shadow of a thunder demon floated behind the Thunder King, exuding an aura of unmatched dominance.

“So what if it’s the Thunder King? Just remember the ten thousand contribution points,” Lin Fan said, his spiritual sense quickly locating the captured members of the Hundred Battles Squad within the ancient clan’s camp.

As Lin Fan and his companions arrived, the ancient clan roared in anger, but without the monarch’s command, they dared not act rashly.

“Qiu Yue, why did you come back?” Lie Bai Zhan shouted.

“Captain, I brought help! These two said they could rescue you,” Qiu Yue replied, hope rising in her heart upon hearing her captain’s voice.

“Rescue us? Who could possibly save us from the Thunder King?” Lie Bai Zhan gave a bitter laugh before his gaze turned sharp, fixing upon the two figures standing beside Qiu Yue.

“You fools! Why did you come here? Don’t you know the Thunder King is here?” Lie Bai Zhan’s heart burned with anger. These two fools wanted to die? Why bring Qiu Yue back with them?

“Enough. Shut up,” Lin Fan said coldly before turning his gaze toward the figure in the sky. “You are the Thunder King?”

“Haha! You dare to come here before me? Truly brave!” In an instant, the Thunder King rose, his entire body surging with lightning. The sky darkened in an instant, and countless thunderbolts, like dragons, surged through the void.

Roars of thunder echoed through the heavens.

At that moment, under the terrifying aura of the Thunder King, everyone’s hearts trembled once more—except for Lin Fan and Sakyamuni.