The Dragon Knight Jace had retreated into the distance. He never expected Andrew to go so far as to offer himself as a sacrifice to summon the Undead Lord Deity. Although it was impossible for the deity to fully descend, even a mere avatar would be immensely powerful.
The deity was supreme, omnipotent.
“Great Lord, descend now…” Andrew was in a terrible state. A dragon’s breath had left him questioning his very existence. Corrosive power ravaged his body. The native here was simply too strong. He had no choice but to offer himself to the great Lord, seeking divine power.
Lin Fan was slightly excited at this moment. According to Andrew, this should be their deity’s descent. He wondered just how powerful it would be—it was genuinely thrilling.
The Sword Qi Sect Leader stepped forward, wanting to fight side by side with Lin Fan, but Lin Fan felt that he would only be a burden.
“You should leave first and go to the Heaven and Earth Sect to report what has happened here,” Lin Fan said, handing him a pill to heal his injuries. Without hesitation, the young man entered the void and headed straight for the Heaven and Earth Sect.
The situation on the Infinite Continent was becoming increasingly interesting. Foreign enemies had arrived—this time from a Western fantasy world he had once known.
Dragons, necromancers, and everything else were here. Who knew what entertaining events this would bring.
Suddenly, the void was torn apart. A black, gaping hole appeared above everyone. From within this dark void, an immense power erupted, sweeping across the heavens and earth.
A wave of death surged forth.
Around the edge of the black hole, countless spirits seemed to be swirling and wailing in agony.
“This descending force must be at least above the level of a Saint Sovereign,” Lin Fan thought, slightly surprised. He hadn’t expected the enemy to have such a powerful existence.
On the Infinite Continent, the strongest beings currently were the Saint Kings. As for the Heaven Lords, they were elusive and rarely seen—even Lin Fan had never encountered one.
If this Western realm possessed a Saint King-level expert, that would truly be impressive.
Boom!
Just as Lin Fan was thinking about these things,
A terrifying pressure suddenly erupted. Everything nearby couldn’t withstand this immense force and collapsed instantly. Lin Fan, however, simply raised his head, completely unaffected. What was it?
A black robe appeared.
The robe fluttered casually within the black hole, an endless pressure descending from the sky like a real god arriving, intimidating heaven and earth. Common mortals would have to kneel before it.
Under the black robe, two golden flames flickered like eyes, exuding a chilling aura.
“Mortal, I am the Undead Lord…” A metallic voice came from within the black robe, cold and emotionless.
Lin Fan took a glance and had a rough idea—it was a divine projection. The Undead Lord’s cultivation level should be around Saint King.
When the Dragon Knight Jace saw the Undead Lord’s avatar, he lowered his proud head. Although he did not worship the Undead Lord, the dignity of a god must not be insulted. Reverence was always necessary.
“Interesting,” Lin Fan sighed. In his hand, he casually tossed up a Supreme Immortal Artifact and then, bending slightly, hurled it directly at the Undead Lord.
“A gift for you,” Lin Fan said with a smile.
The Supreme Immortal Artifact flew through the air.
The Undead Lord extended a hand hidden beneath the black robe and caught the object.
“Mortal…”
Before the Undead Lord could finish speaking, something shocking happened.
“Explode!”
Boom!
The Supreme Immortal Artifact instantly self-destructed. Lin Fan wanted to see what kind of damage this would cause to the Undead Lord. Perhaps something unexpected would occur.
The explosion of a Supreme Immortal Artifact was no small matter—it could shake heaven and earth, making ghosts weep. The black hole nearly shattered, on the verge of collapse.
“It seems I still need just a little more…” After this test, Lin Fan understood clearly. The Supreme Immortal Artifact was still a bit too much for a Saint King-level opponent.
The Undead Lord’s robe was slightly torn, but nothing significant occurred.
Jace, the Dragon Knight, was utterly shocked. He never imagined this native would dare attack a god—this was sheer audacity.
“Mortal, you dare defy a god!” The Undead Lord roared furiously, his golden eyes seeming to boil with rage.
Lin Fan’s current cultivation level was Saint Sovereign, still a considerable gap from Saint King. However, this was only an avatar of the Undead Lord, so he didn’t take it too seriously.
If it were the Undead Lord’s true body, he might have been more interested. But as it was now, not so much.
The Undead Lord was furious. Boundless rage burned across the heavens, as if ready to consume the entire world.
“You should go to hell.”
In an instant, one level-nine forbidden spell after another appeared before the Undead Lord.
“Undead Divine Punishment.”
“Dark Heaven Curtain.”
…
In the blink of an eye, these ultimate forbidden spells appeared in the sky and earth.
Boom!
The sky turned pitch black, lightning flashing like a dark storm, as if the entire world had transformed into a realm of darkness.
“Undead Lord, if you had descended in your true form, I might have found it a bit troublesome. But now, this is only an avatar. You have no chance of victory.”
Lin Fan said softly, completely unimpressed.
This was a clash between divine abilities and magic—truly fascinating.
“Slash!”
A single finger descended, and an immense force erupted. An invisible sword intent cut through everything, directly slicing toward the Undead Lord.
One forbidden spell after another was instantly destroyed by this powerful sword intent, unable to unleash any effect.
“Undead Lord, next time come in person. If you’re only sending this avatar, you won’t have the slightest chance of resistance,” Lin Fan said.
“Cursed…”
Boom!
A single slash.
The Undead Lord’s avatar exploded instantly.
Lin Fan gazed into the void. Did they still think he was the same as before?
Now that he had reached Saint Sovereign, if he couldn’t even slay a Saint King’s avatar, what was he even doing?
If the true body came, face-to-face, he might really be outmatched. But he had his “Lin’s Special Soap”—if things got desperate, he could just throw one and handle the situation.
Of course, he only had two uses of the “Lin’s Special Soap” left. He had to use them wisely. Wasting them on unnecessary targets would be a huge loss.
“Mortal, I will come myself,” the Undead Lord’s voice echoed, filled with boundless fury toward Lin Fan.
Lin Fan shrugged indifferently and then turned his gaze toward the remaining Dragon Knight Jace.
Jace felt a chill run through him under Lin Fan’s gaze. “A Dragon Knight never retreats, even in the face of certain defeat.”
“Attack!”
Jace roared, attempting to mount his dragon. But to his shock, the dragon had already fled, not giving him a chance to climb aboard.
“Olyar…” Jace shouted, but the dragon didn’t even look back as it flew away.
Jace had the spirit of a Dragon Knight, but the dragon did not. It was a dragon, a noble creature by bloodline—how could it die here?
Seeing this scene unfold before him, Lin Fan couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
Were these bastards seriously trying to make him laugh at them?!
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