Chapter 962: The Immortal Ranking

“That’s quite impressive.”

Lin Fan slashed his sword, yet his expression was extremely serious. There was something off about these humans, but there was no time to dwell on it now.

These fellows wanted to kill him, and naturally, he couldn’t let that happen.

Qian Ming’s Earth-Shaking Array.

Drawing upon the power of heaven and earth, especially since the disciples’ cultivation was no weakling, the force generated was extraordinary.

Boom!

Instantly, an explosion rang out, shaking the entire earth violently.

Liu Qingshan hadn’t expected the leader’s strength to be this formidable, standing upright like a heavenly sword.

“Body as sword, splitting the sky.”

Boom!

An invincible sword intent erupted from Liu Qingshan. This sword intent was a hundred times stronger than before, the epitome of sword cultivation—transforming one’s body into a sword, condensing the true essence of the sword path.

Seeing their senior brother transform his body into a sword, the disciples cheered loudly.

“Senior brother truly deserves his place among the top fifty of the True Immortal List. This move is a secret technique of our sect—never did we expect senior brother to have comprehended it.”

“The leader is finished. Everyone, just hold on a bit longer. Once senior brother’s sword intent reaches its peak, even the strongest leader will be helpless.”

“Something’s wrong—the formation is beginning to crack! The leader’s power is too intense. We must hold him back at all costs.”

Pu!

At that moment, these disciples spat out mouthfuls of refined blood, the essence of their cultivation, which merged into the formation.

At this moment, the situation caught the attention of disciples from other sects across infinite realms, all sensing this sword intent.

Among them was a proud white-robed man whose sleeves flared, instantly reducing a ferocious creature before him to ashes. His surrounding disciples flocked to him, showering him with flattery.

“This is getting interesting. Who could possibly have forced Liu Qingshan to such an extreme?” the white-robed man mused with a faint smile, then murmured, “Let’s go have a look.”

At this moment, Lin Fan looked toward the distant figure transformed into a sword and frowned. “What the hell is going on with these guys? Did I kill their entire family or something? Why are they immediately going all out against me with their ultimate techniques? Absolutely infuriating!”

At this moment, Liu Qingshan’s aura reached its peak. He opened his eyes, and two piercing sword intents erupted forth. At this moment, Liu Qingshan was the sword itself, emitting a sword intent that tore through the void, stirring everything, unleashing an unmatched power.

“Die!”

Liu Qingshan spoke coldly, his voice filled with the essence of severing everything.

Boom!

In an instant, a heavenly sword pierced through space, as if traversing ancient eternity itself.

“Damn it, this is going too far!” Lin Fan was furious now—this was simply outrageous.

The heavenly sword descended from the sky, its sharp edge severing all, splitting the entire heaven and earth in two.

Just as the heavenly sword was about to strike Lin Fan, he raised his hand and gripped it in his palm.

“Hmm?” Liu Qingshan was momentarily stunned. This sword was his ultimate technique, yet the leader had easily stopped it.

“Arrogant!”

Lin Fan roared furiously, an immense force surging into the sky.

With a single clenched fist, the heavenly sword shattered instantly. Liu Qingshan was shocked, his expression changing drastically as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

“This is impossible…”

The disciples watching this scene were all stunned in unison.

Lin Fan didn’t say much, taking a single step forward with an overbearing tone. “You bastards are just asking for death.”

That single step was like a giant stepping forward, waves of force rippling outward in circles from beneath his foot.

This ferocious might suppressed the entire battlefield. The core of the formation instantly shattered, leaving no resistance.

Puchi!

These disciples were overwhelmed by this immense force, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.

Their eyes flashed with terror. They had never expected the leader to possess such power—so mighty, so overwhelmingly strong.

“What the hell are you all?” Lin Fan angrily demanded.

Though Lin Fan spoke in human language, to them, it sounded like a furious roar, a wild beast’s cry.

“Retreat!” Without hesitation, Liu Qingshan roared, his figure flashing as he attempted to flee.

He hadn’t expected to encounter such a ferocious being within this secret realm.

Even the top ten warriors on the True Immortal List might not be able to suppress this leader.

“Hmph, trying to escape?” Lin Fan naturally saw through their intentions, spreading his fingers and immediately sealing the heavens and earth.

“You better tell me what the hell is going on!” Lin Fan demanded.

At this point, Lin Fan had figured it out—these people might not belong to any race within the Great Thousand Worlds.

Liu Qingshan and the others were horrified, realizing the space had been sealed by the leader.

What kind of monster was this? Not only could it easily withstand his strongest move, but it could also suppress them effortlessly.

Such power was practically on par with a True Immortal.

“Senior brother, what should we do?” one disciple asked.

“This leader is too powerful—countless times stronger than those abyssal fire beasts,” a female disciple said fearfully.

Liu Qingshan’s face was pale and grim; the damage from that last move had been immense.

“Isn’t this the renowned Qingshan from the True Immortal List? What happened to you?” At that moment, a voice came from the void.

A white-robed man appeared, slicing through space with a single finger, followed by a group of people emerging into the sky.

“Xiao Yao Prince!” Seeing the newcomer, Liu Qingshan’s expression changed drastically, clearly displeased to be seen in such a pitiful state.

Xiao Yao Prince ranked fifteenth on the True Immortal List, a formidable power Liu Qingshan could not rival.

“Unexpectedly, there’s such a fearsome creature within this secret realm. Who knows how many of our kind it has slaughtered to transform into this form,” Xiao Yao Prince remarked casually, casting a disdainful glance toward Lin Fan.

“Senior Xiao Yao, this creature actually defeated Liu Qingshan like this. Perhaps Liu Qingshan’s reputation is undeserved,” one disciple chimed in.

“Indeed, a warrior ranked fiftieth on the True Immortal List being subdued by a monster—this will be a laughingstock if word spreads,” another disciple added.

Each word pierced Liu Qingshan’s heart like a blade.

“Hmph!” Liu Qingshan snorted coldly, defending himself. “This creature is no ordinary foe. Even you, Xiao Yao, might not be its match.”

“Don’t try to provoke me with flattery, Liu Qingshan. If you want my help, just ask,” Xiao Yao Prince said with a faint smile.

Lin Fan furrowed his brows. Another group had arrived. What exactly were these people? Observing their forms, it seemed they were communicating.

At this moment, Lin Fan suddenly speculated—could there be other worlds beyond the Great Thousand Worlds?

Once this thought arose, Lin Fan increasingly felt it might be true.