Lin Fan stepped forward, pushing aside Ling Wuwei. To him, these ants could be crushed with a mere flick of his wrist; there was no need for all this hassle.
What intrigued Lin Fan slightly, however, was that the Ling Clan still had quite a few powerful individuals.
Thinking about it, it made sense—some of the Ling Clan had ascended from the lower realms and were rescued by various sects. Upon discovering that their kin were being enslaved by the Megashark Clan, they naturally couldn’t bear it.
The Ling Clan in this city had undergone several generations of transformation. Their cultivation scriptures were likely destroyed long ago, and any Ling with notable cultivation probably already slaughtered by the Megashark Clan.
“You…” Ling Wuwei was momentarily stunned, clearly not expecting such a reaction.
“Senior Brother, hurry and leave! The Myriad Shark Formation is no ordinary array—it’s beyond what we can resist. If this person insists on dying, we’ve done all we could.”
“Qian Guang Zhan!”
As the Megashark army drew closer, the expressions of the Ling Clan grew increasingly grim. Then, Ling Wuwei, twin swords in hand, slashed powerfully, unleashing countless sword beams that illuminated the void, their aura razor-sharp and fierce.
Clang! Clang!
“The Myriad Shark Formation is indeed formidable—it resisted the Qian Guang Zhan!” Ling Wuwei’s face darkened, his heart heavy.
“Fellow cultivator, quickly leave! The Megashark Clan is no small threat; it’s impossible for one person to face them alone!” Ling Wuwei urged urgently.
“Haha!”
At that moment, Lin Fan laughed. He turned to Ling Wuwei, surprised that someone like him would actually step forward to persuade others to retreat in such a dire situation.
“Do you know who I am?” Lin Fan lightly flicked his sleeve, a faint smile curling his lips.
Ling Wuwei was momentarily confused, not understanding the meaning behind his words.
The hundreds of Ling Clan members nearby were filled with urgency. “Senior Brother, there’s no time left! Let’s go!”
Lin Fan gently lifted his head. “You all are impressive. To dare to step forward in such a situation—how could the ancient races not be overthrown if all the great races were like you?”
“You…” Ling Wuwei suddenly sensed a strange shift in Lin Fan’s aura.
It was terrifying. To Ling Wuwei, even standing before his sect leader, he had never felt anything like this.
“I am the Human Emperor. I wonder if you’ve heard of me. But no matter if you have or haven’t, it’s irrelevant now—for today, you will learn the might of this name.”
“Suppress!”
Before everyone’s eyes, Lin Fan’s seemingly casual palm strike suddenly became terrifying.
Crack!
The void shattered.
An invisible palm pressed upon the sky, five transparent fingers descending from the heavens, squeezing the void until it cracked.
The strike was vast and boundless, like a sky-covering shadow, unleashing a storm of energy.
“How is this possible!”
At that moment, everyone was stunned, as if they had seen a ghost, because this palm strike was simply too terrifying in their eyes.
The Ling Clan members who had been urging Ling Wuwei to flee all fell silent, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.
Boom!
The palm descended, and the Myriad Megashark army crumbled like paper, screams echoing endlessly.
“I am the Human Emperor, suppressing the world across eons. How dare the Megashark Clan side with the ancient races? One palm, and you are obliterated.”
Boom!
In an instant, the sky and earth became clear.
The once endless Megashark army vanished into thin air, reduced to ashes drifting through the heavens.
“How could this be?”
Shark God stared at the scene before him, completely stunned, as if he had seen a ghost.
This was an army of billions of Megasharks, forming the Myriad Shark Formation—an array of terrifying might. Yet now, it had been suppressed so effortlessly.
Lin Fan withdrew his palm, placing his hands behind his back, and turned to Ling Wuwei.
“Well? What do you think?” He asked calmly, as if it were nothing.
“Powerful… too powerful.”
Ling Wuwei felt his breathing become labored. To him, this all seemed too unreal—so unreal it nearly broke his mind.
An army of billions of Megasharks, wiped out so effortlessly.
This… this…
At this moment, not only was Ling Wuwei stunned, but the hundreds of Ling Clan members were equally shocked. The junior female disciple who had just been urging Ling Wuwei to flee now stood speechless, her wide eyes nearly popping out.
Lin Fan looked at Ling Wuwei’s stunned expression, his heart swelling with pride.
“Indeed, this Emperor is mighty. Why bother with such insects?” Lin Fan smiled lightly, exuding a refined and elegant arrogance.
“Senior… no, Human Emperor, junior…” Ling Wuwei finally snapped back to his senses and hurriedly tried to introduce himself.
At that moment, Ling Wuwei’s face flushed red. Just moments ago, he had been urging this senior to retreat, assuming he was someone of average strength like themselves.
But how could he have imagined that this senior’s power would be so overwhelming—so strong that it terrified them beyond words.
Lin Fan waved his hand, signaling him to stay silent.
“Just watch from the side. I’ll handle this matter myself.”
At this moment, Lin Fan turned to Shark God and smiled lightly. “Shark God, do you have any more tricks left? Show them all.”
“I… I…”
Shark God stared at Lin Fan, his heart quaking with fear. But in an instant, his expression contorted into a hideous snarl. “You bastard! You dare to destroy my Megashark Clan…”
“Demon scum, be silent!”
At that moment, the sea surface surged, and an elder of the Megashark Clan emerged from the ocean depths.
“Human Emperor.”
This elder of the Megashark Clan exuded a calm and steady aura—definitely no ordinary figure.
“Shark Ancestor.” Shark God, upon seeing the newcomer, immediately showed deep respect, his eyes filled with reverence.
“Oh, an old one has arrived. And what exactly are you?” Lin Fan asked casually.
“Insolent!” Shark God roared in anger at Lin Fan’s disrespectful tone toward his ancestor.
“Silence!” Shark Ancestor barked, then turned to Lin Fan. “Human Emperor, this old one is the ancestor of the Megashark Clan. I beg you, show mercy and spare my clan.”
Shark Ancestor’s aura was calm, yet undeniably formidable.
Ling Wuwei and the others, facing this presence, felt as if a mountain pressed upon their backs, their breathing growing labored.
“So you are the Shark Clan,” Lin Fan raised his brow, smiling as he asked.
“This old one indeed.” The Shark Ancestor remained composed but respectful.
“You wish this Emperor to spare your Megashark Clan. But what do you have to offer in exchange for your clan’s lives?” Lin Fan asked with a playful tone.
Shark Ancestor paused, then replied, “Whatever the Human Emperor demands, our clan will do our utmost to fulfill.”
“Then bring me one hundred million Saint Yang Pills,” Lin Fan said with a smile.
“Eh!”
Shark Ancestor was taken aback, quickly replying, “Human Emperor, one hundred million Saint Yang Pills is an impossibly vast number. Our clan simply doesn’t possess such a quantity.”
“Oh? You don’t have them, then there’s nothing more to discuss,” Lin Fan raised his brow, clearly showing impatience.
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