The Tianhe Mountain Range!
This was the most crucial defensive line across the Endless Continent, guarded by Elder Yu Ling and his disciples. Behind the Tianhe Mountains lay countless cities inhabited by ordinary humans. If the Tianhe Mountains were breached, these innocent lives would be doomed.
Although ordinary humans were often disregarded by cultivators, they formed the foundation of every sect. Without them, the sects would eventually perish, unable to sustain themselves without new blood.
At this moment, Lin Fan hovered in midair.
“So this is the Tianhe Mountain Range,” Lin Fan murmured, gazing at the magnificent wall ahead. He couldn’t help but feel astonished—the invaders from Yueying Continent had built such a grand structure in such a short time. Truly impressive.
This time, his mission was to kill deities. The deities of Yueying Continent were limited in number; encountering one would be sheer luck.
As he was about to land on the wall, Lin Fan’s brows furrowed slightly. Something was off.
On the wall stood many disciples, all facing the direction of the Yueying invasion. Yet now, they were eerily motionless.
“Master Yu Ling?” Lin Fan landed on the wall and approached the elder, who stood still. Something was clearly wrong. He gently tapped the elder’s shoulder.
To his horror, Elder Yu Ling immediately collapsed to the ground, as if he had lost consciousness entirely.
Lin Fan quickly caught him, only to find the elder’s body unnaturally soft, as if all flesh and blood had vanished, leaving only an empty shell.
“Master Yu Ling…”
Lin Fan’s expression darkened. He immediately became alert, but the surroundings were deathly silent—no breathing sounds, only the faint chirping of insects.
A gust of wind blew.
The disciples standing on the wall collapsed one by one, spilling thick, viscous liquid from their bodies. The stench was unbearable, nauseating.
“What the hell happened here?” Lin Fan knelt and touched Yu Ling’s body. With a slight push, the body caved in. He tore open the elder’s back, revealing a tiny black insect the size of a fingernail crawling on the skin. At the base of the skull was a bloody hole, as if something had burrowed inside, devouring all flesh and organs, leaving only an empty husk.
Lin Fan scanned the area, hoping to find any survivors. At that moment, a voice echoed.
“Senior Brother… save me…”
In the distance, a disciple staggered forward.
Lin Fan rushed over and supported him. “What happened?”
This was too terrifying. Elder Yu Ling was a Heaven King-level cultivator—not the strongest, but certainly not someone who could be killed silently without a trace of a fight. There was no sign of battle at all.
“Senior Brother… save me.” The disciple’s voice was hoarse, green liquid dripping from his mouth. Tiny black specks moved within his eyes. His face twisted grotesquely as his body contorted unnaturally.
Creak!
Creak!
The sound of bones cracking.
Lin Fan placed a palm on the disciple’s body, channeling life energy into him. But in an instant, his eyes flashed with realization—he found the disciple’s body completely hollow inside, every organ devoured, flesh nearly gone. The only thing keeping him alive seemed to be some foreign entity feeding inside.
“Senior Brother, save me…”
The disciple’s face grew more hideous, his body bending unnaturally.
Pshhh!
Suddenly, a black spike pierced through the disciple’s chest.
The last glimmer of life in his eyes faded, but his lips trembled weakly, as if pleading for help one last time.
“Who… did this?” Lin Fan’s face darkened. Everything was too strange.
He stepped forward, hand outstretched, grabbing the black spike and yanking it out. “Come out!”
The spike suddenly bristled with tiny hairs, attempting to pierce Lin Fan’s hand. But with his body’s resilience, such feeble attempts were useless.
Rip!
With a forceful pull, Lin Fan yanked it free. To his shock, the spike was covered in sharp claws, and at its tip were two glowing green eyes.
“A race of insects?”
Lin Fan wasn’t sure. This was vastly different from the insect races he had encountered before.
Crunch!
He crushed it in his hand.
Unknown fluids splattered on the ground.
The Tianhe Mountains had been defended by tens of thousands of disciples, with Elder Yu Ling guarding in person. What deity from Yueying Continent had the power to silently kill the elder and breach the mountains?
And this black spike—it looked very much like something from the insect race.
Lin Fan took out a jade tablet and sent a thread of divine consciousness.
“The Tianhe Mountains have fallen. Elder Yu Ling and tens of thousands of disciples have been silently killed. The elders must be cautious.”
…
Whoosh!
Lin Fan vanished into the void, scanning all directions. There was no trace of any presence. Where had these creatures gone? They wouldn’t have breached the mountains only to retreat. Within a million miles, countless human cities were at risk. Where could they be?
Looking at the scene below, Lin Fan’s heart sank. The invasion from Yueying was far more sinister than he had imagined—steeped in endless bloodshed.
“Damn bastards! Killing my fellow disciples! If I don’t wipe you all out today, I’ll never call myself human again!”
Lin Fan unleashed his aura, his supreme sword intent sweeping across the skies. With a single finger, he summoned ten thousand sword beams, sealing off the entire Tianhe Mountains.
Though these sword beams couldn’t stop a deity, anyone passing through would be detected.
Divine Projection!
In an instant, countless copies of Lin Fan appeared across the sky—each a projection of his divine soul.
“Find them!” Lin Fan roared. The projections scattered in all directions.
Lin Fan stood still, waiting. This deity would not be easy to deal with—he needed to be cautious. But those cities… they might already be doomed.
Buzz!
Suddenly, a signal came from one of the projections. In the southeast, the projection vanished—eliminated by the enemy.
Without hesitation, Lin Fan sped toward the southeast.
Once he found them, he would destroy them all.
Flying past city after city.
Just as Lin Fan feared, none were spared. The humans stood motionless, their life force completely gone—clearly victims of the same fate.
“I found you…”
At that moment, Lin Fan saw a massive dark mass moving swiftly in the distance. Wherever it passed, everything turned desolate—no sign of life remained.
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