“What the hell is this?” Lin Fan made a domineering entrance, his magical energy surging. With a single palm strike, he unleashed a colossal hand of condensed power, swatting Luo Li like a fly, instantly reducing the arrogant and ferocious Luo Li to a pool of blood.
Luo Li was quite powerful, having cultivated a supreme ability known as the “Five Qi True Demon Art.” This technique was extremely difficult to master, requiring the refinement of five types of energy. These energies could only be produced by living beings under very specific circumstances.
Luo Li and his companions had chosen the lowest form of these five energies, extracting them from ordinary humans. If they could incite wars between powerful cultivators, the resulting five energies would be terrifyingly potent, making the “Five Qi True Demon Art” extraordinarily formidable.
However, with Luo Li’s current strength, how could he possibly instigate conflicts between powerful experts?
“These things don’t even deserve my attention,” Lin Fan stood in midair, spreading his fingers to gather the energy Luo Li had emitted, condensing it into his palm.
Then he showed a trace of disdain.
Commonplace five energies, the most basic type.
Bang!
With a mere clench of his fist, the energy exploded into nothingness.
“Big brother!” Qiu Zhan Yu and Jin Zhen Gu were overjoyed, nearly shedding tears of excitement. Their big brother had finally awakened, and from now on, life would be much easier.
“You two, why did you bury me underground?” Lin Fan huffed slightly but showed no intention of blaming them. From the scene before him, he already understood what had happened.
“Big brother, it’s hard to explain,” Qiu Zhan Yu and Jin Zhen Gu sighed, as if they had countless hardships but didn’t know where to begin.
“Alright, let’s deal with the current situation first.” Lin Fan gazed forward, then took a step forward.
Luo Li’s junior stood in midair, his eyes wide like ox eyes, his body trembling, sweat pouring down his forehead like rain.
His mind was still replaying the scene just now—his senior brother had been slapped to death in an instant, leaving not even a trace behind.
Who exactly was this person? How could he be so terrifying?
At this moment, Lin Fan appeared beside him.
In that instant, the entire space seemed to fall silent.
The sound of swallowing saliva, the movement of throats.
An aura of impending death enveloped him, his hands and feet instantly turned icy cold, as if he had encountered the most terrifying existence in the world.
“You’re quite bold,” Lin Fan stood beside him, speaking lightly, his tone calm and emotionless. Yet within that calmness, there was an unmistakable undertone—you’re quite impressive.
His throat tightened, his lips suddenly dry, his hands slightly trembling. He wanted to resist, but for some unknown reason, his body felt suppressed by an inexplicable aura, rendering him unable to move at all.
“I am…” He wanted to declare his sect to intimidate the opponent, but before he could finish, a sharp sword intent pierced directly into his body.
“I don’t care which sect you belong to—it’s useless against me,” Lin Fan said indifferently. Sword intent surged, tearing the insignificant ant beside him into pieces. Even the True Immortal Laws shattered instantly, transforming into pure magical energy that merged back into the heavens and earth.
These foes were far too weak; defeating them yielded barely any experience.
After Luo Li and his junior were slain, the Yue Kingdom soldiers, who looked like beasts, suddenly emitted streams of black mist. As if some demonic god had possessed them, the mists dissipated in an instant.
In the end, these Yue Kingdom soldiers seemed to have lost all their strength, collapsing to the ground in exhaustion.
Lin Fan glanced downward, a trace of disdain appearing at the corner of his mouth.
“Didn’t expect you to resort to such despicable methods.”
He had already figured it out—this was a technique that stimulated the potential of ordinary soldiers, burning their vitality and spirit to the extreme, eventually draining all their life force.
It was a sinister ability.
But clearly, Luo Li and his junior had no intention of letting the Yue Kingdom soldiers return alive. They had planned to let them die here, transforming them into the purest form of the five energies for their cultivation.
At this moment, the most shocked person was Feng Yanyun.
She knew these two had an elder brother, but he had been in a deep slumber for as long as three years.
Originally, she thought this slumber might have been due to some severe spiritual injury, and his strength might not be particularly formidable. But seeing the current situation, she now understood.
This wasn’t just powerful—it was terrifying.
“Your big brother…” Feng Yanyun didn’t know what to say.
Qiu Zhan Yu and Jin Zhen Gu smiled proudly. “Our big brother is very strong. With him around, we fear nothing.”
This was absolute trust.
“What the hell is this?” Lin Fan made a domineering entrance, his magical power surging. With a single palm strike, a giant hand formed by his magic power swatted Luo Li, who was arrogant and fierce, into a bloody pulp as if he were a mere fly.
Luo Li was quite powerful and had cultivated an unparalleled divine skill, the “Five Qi True Demon Art.” This technique was extremely difficult to master, requiring the refinement of five types of Qi, which could only be generated by living beings under specific conditions.
Luo Li and his companions had chosen the most inferior method of refining the five Qi, relying on the Qi of ordinary mortals. If they could incite wars among powerful beings, the five Qi released would be terrifyingly potent, and the “Five Qi True Demon Art” would become extraordinarily formidable.
However, with Luo Li’s level of strength, how could he possibly have the ability to provoke wars among the powerful?
“These things are not worth my attention,” Lin Fan stood in the void, his five fingers spread out, condensing the aura emanating from Luo Li into his palm.
Then, a look of disdain appeared on his face.
Ordinary five Qi, the lowest of the low.
Bang!
With a clench of his fingers, it instantly exploded.
“Big brother!” Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu were overwhelmed with excitement, tears almost streaming down their faces. Their big brother had finally awakened, and life would be much easier from now on.
“You two, why did you bury me underground?” Lin Fan snorted, though he didn’t blame them. Looking at the situation, he already knew what had happened.
“Big brother, it’s a long story,” Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu sighed, as if they had many grievances but didn’t know where to start.
“Enough, let’s deal with the current situation first,” Lin Fan’s eyes focused ahead, and he took a step forward.
Luo Li’s junior brother stood in the void, his eyes wide as saucers, his body trembling, and sweat pouring down his forehead like water droplets.
His mind was filled with the scene just moments ago—his senior brother had been swatted to death with a single palm strike, not even a trace of him left.
Who is this person? How could he be so terrifying?
At that moment, Lin Fan appeared beside him.
The void seemed to fall silent.
The sound of swallowing, the movement of the throat.
A sense of impending death enveloped him, his limbs instantly turning cold, as if he had encountered the most terrifying existence in the world.
“Quite bold,” Lin Fan stood beside him, speaking softly, his voice calm and indifferent, yet there was a hint of admiration in his tone.
His throat tightened, his mouth opened, his lips suddenly dry, his hands trembling slightly. He wanted to resist, but for some reason, his body seemed to be suppressed by an inexplicable aura, unable to move.
“I am…” He wanted to announce his sect, hoping to intimidate the other party, but before he could finish, a sharp sword intent pierced into his body.
“Your sect doesn’t matter to me,” Lin Fan spoke indifferently, the sword intent swirling around him, instantly shredding the ant beside him into pieces, even the True Immortal laws shattered, turning into pure magical power and merging into the world.
These people were too weak, not worth much experience.
With Luo Li and his junior brother slain, the beast-like soldiers of Yue Kingdom suddenly emitted black mist, as if some demonic god had possessed them, only to dissipate in an instant.
Finally, these Yue soldiers seemed to lose all their strength, collapsing to the ground.
Lin Fan glanced down, a faint smile of disdain on his lips.
“To resort to such lowly tactics.”
He had already seen through it—this was a divine skill used to stimulate the potential of these mortal soldiers, burning through their essence, spirit, and vitality in an instant, leaving them completely lifeless.
This was a sinister divine skill.
However, Luo Li and his junior brother clearly had no intention of letting the Yue soldiers return alive, planning to have them all die here, transforming into the purest five Qi for their cultivation.
At this moment, the most shocked was Feng Yanyun.
She knew that their big brother had been in a deep slumber for three years.
Originally, she thought that this slumber might have been due to some mental trauma, and that his strength might not be particularly impressive. But seeing the current situation, she now understood.
This wasn’t just strong—this was terrifying.
“Your big brother…” Feng Yanyun didn’t know what to say.
Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu smiled proudly, “Our big brother is very strong. With him here, there’s nothing to fear.”
This was absolute trust.
Especially now, with the supreme immortal artifact, the Heaven and Earth Net, still being suppressed by the Nether Fiend Ancestor in the void, they weren’t afraid. With their big brother here, this guy was also doomed.
Looking at the tall and straight figure in the void, Feng Yanyun’s eyes were filled with endless astonishment.
Incredible, truly incredible.
At this moment, Lin Fan turned his gaze to the Nether Fiend Ancestor, who was refining the Heaven and Earth Net, a faint smile on his lips.
“Old man, are you trying to refine my little brother’s treasure?” Lin Fan spoke.
The Nether Fiend Ancestor had already noticed the situation on the battlefield, but he didn’t care. The deaths of Luo Li and his junior brother didn’t surprise him.
He was a Golden Immortal, and killing these two would be as easy as swatting flies.
“Hmph, I only want this supreme immortal artifact. I won’t bother with you. If you know what’s good for you, get lost now. Otherwise, once I finish refining this artifact, I’ll use you for practice,” the Nether Fiend Ancestor said fiercely.
“Haha,” Lin Fan laughed, “A mere early-stage Golden Immortal, yet so arrogant. If you were to reach the peak of Golden Immortal or even higher, there would be no place in this world for you, old man.”
“Brat, you’re looking for death,” the Nether Fiend Ancestor was instantly enraged, and with a wave of his hand, a supreme divine skill erupted.
“Nether Fiend Cold Art”
The aura exploded, the fiendish energy covering thousands of miles, and the void was instantly filled with a chilling cold. Wherever it passed, everything was frozen, even the spiritual energy.
A bone-chilling cold swept through the heavens and earth.
This was a supreme divine skill, capable of freezing people into ice, while the fiendish energy invaded their bodies. This was no ordinary divine skill—only a Golden Immortal could unleash it.
If it weren’t for Lin Fan’s presence, Qiu Zhanyu and the others would have been invaded by the fiendish energy, and the chilling cold would have completely frozen them, turning them into living corpses.
“Not bad,” Lin Fan smiled faintly, but in an instant, the corner of his mouth twitched, “But it’s still far from enough.”
Whoosh!
Space divine skill.
In a flash!
Lin Fan appeared in front of the Nether Fiend Ancestor.
The Nether Fiend Ancestor, who was fully focused on refining the Heaven and Earth Net, was startled by the sudden appearance of the figure before him, and exclaimed in surprise, “You…”
Lin Fan pointed a finger, like the finger of a god.
“An early-stage Golden Immortal can still be of some use,” Lin Fan said with a faint smile.
But in the eyes of the Nether Fiend Ancestor, that seemingly casual finger strike was terrifying.
…
Looking at the tall, upright figure in the sky, Feng Yanyun’s eyes shimmered with infinite astonishment.
Inconceivable. Simply inconceivable.
“What the hell is this?” Lin Fan made a domineering entrance, his mana surging. With a single palm strike, a massive hand formed from condensed mana swatted down like it was crushing a fly, instantly turning the arrogant and fierce Luo Li into a pool of blood.
Luo Li was quite powerful, having cultivated the supreme divine ability, the “Five Qi True Demon Art.” This technique was extremely difficult to master, requiring the refinement of the Five Qi forces, which could only be generated by living beings under specific conditions.
Luo Li and his group had chosen the lowest form of the Five Qi, refining their abilities through the Qi of ordinary mortals. If they could incite wars among powerful beings, the Five Qi released would be terrifyingly potent, and the “Five Qi True Demon Art” would become exceptionally formidable.
However, with Luo Li’s level of strength, how could he possibly have the capability to provoke wars among the powerful?
“These things are not worth my attention,” Lin Fan stood in the void, his five fingers spread out, condensing the aura emanating from Luo Li’s body into his palm.
A look of disdain appeared on his face.
Ordinary Five Qi, the lowest of the low.
Bang!
With a clench of his fist, it instantly exploded.
“Big brother!” Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu were overwhelmed with excitement, tears almost streaming down their faces. Their big brother had finally awakened, and life from now on would be much easier.
“You two, why did you bury me underground?” Lin Fan snorted, though he didn’t blame them. From the current situation, he already knew what had happened.
“Big brother, it’s a long story,” Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu sighed, as if they had many grievances but didn’t know where to start.
“Alright, let’s deal with the situation at hand first,” Lin Fan’s gaze fixed ahead, and he took a step forward.
Luo Li’s junior brother stood in the void, his eyes wide as saucers, his body trembling, and sweat pouring down his forehead like water droplets.
His mind was filled with the scene he had just witnessed—his senior brother being swatted to death with a single palm strike, leaving not even a trace.
Who is this person? How could he be so terrifying?
At this moment, Lin Fan appeared beside him.
The void seemed to fall silent.
The sound of swallowing, the movement of the throat.
An aura of impending death enveloped him, his limbs instantly turning cold, as if he had encountered the most terrifying existence in the world.
“Quite bold,” Lin Fan stood beside him, speaking softly, his voice calm and emotionless, yet there was a hint of mockery in his tone.
His throat tightened, his mouth opened, and his lips suddenly dried up. His hands trembled slightly. He wanted to resist, but for some reason, his body seemed to be suppressed by an inexplicable force, unable to move.
“I am…” He wanted to announce his sect, hoping to intimidate the other party, but before he could finish, a sharp sword intent pierced into his body.
“Whatever sect you’re from, it means nothing to me,” Lin Fan spoke indifferently, the sword intent swirling around him, instantly shredding the insignificant ant beside him into pieces. Even the True Immortal laws shattered, turning into pure mana and merging into the world.
These people were too weak, not worth much experience.
With Luo Li and his junior brother slain, the beast-like soldiers of Yue Kingdom suddenly emitted wisps of black mist, as if some demonic god had possessed them, only to dissipate in an instant.
Finally, these Yue soldiers seemed to lose all their strength, collapsing to the ground.
Lin Fan glanced down, a faint smile of disdain on his lips.
“Didn’t expect them to resort to such lowly tactics.”
He had already figured out that they were using a divine ability to stimulate the potential of these mortal soldiers, burning through their essence, spirit, and energy in one go, leaving them completely lifeless.
This was a sinister divine ability.
However, Luo Li and his junior brother clearly had no intention of letting the Yue soldiers return alive. They wanted them all to die here, turning into the purest Five Qi for their cultivation.
At this moment, the most shocked person was Feng Yanyun.
She knew that their big brother had been in a deep slumber for three years now.
Originally, she thought that this slumber might have been due to some severe mental trauma, and that his strength might not be particularly impressive. But seeing the current situation, she now understood.
This wasn’t just strong—it was terrifying.
“Your big brother…” Feng Yanyun didn’t know what to say.
Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu smiled proudly, “Our big brother is incredibly strong. With him around, there’s nothing to fear.”
This was absolute trust.
Especially now, with the supreme immortal artifact, the “Heavenly Net,” still being suppressed in the void by the Nether Fiend Ancestor, they weren’t afraid. With their big brother here, this guy was as good as dead.
Looking at the tall and imposing figure in the void, Feng Yanyun’s eyes sparkled with endless astonishment.
Unbelievable, truly unbelievable.
At this moment, Lin Fan turned his gaze to the Nether Fiend Ancestor, who was refining the Heavenly Net, a faint smile on his lips.
“Old man, are you trying to refine my little brother’s treasure?” Lin Fan spoke.
The Nether Fiend Ancestor had already noticed the situation on the battlefield, but he didn’t care. The deaths of Luo Li and his junior brother didn’t surprise him.
He was a Golden Immortal, and killing these two would be as easy as swatting flies.
“Hmph, I only want this supreme immortal artifact. I won’t bother with you. If you know what’s good for you, get lost now. Otherwise, once I finish refining this artifact, I’ll use you for practice,” the Nether Fiend Ancestor said fiercely.
“Haha,” Lin Fan laughed, “Just a low-level Golden Immortal, yet so arrogant. If you were to reach the peak of Golden Immortal or even higher, there probably wouldn’t be a place in this world for you, old man.”
“Young fool, seeking death!” The Nether Fiend Ancestor was instantly enraged, casually striking out with a palm, unleashing a supreme divine ability.
“Nether Fiend Frost Art”
The aura erupted, the fiendish energy covering thousands of miles, while the void was instantly filled with a chilling cold. Wherever it passed, everything was frozen, even the spiritual energy.
A bone-chilling cold swept through the heavens and earth.
This was a supreme divine ability that could freeze people into ice, while the fiendish energy invaded their bodies. This wasn’t an ordinary divine ability—only a Golden Immortal could unleash it.
If it weren’t for Lin Fan’s presence, Qiu Zhanyu and the others would have been invaded by the fiendish energy, and the chilling cold would have completely frozen them, turning them into living corpses.
“Not bad,” Lin Fan smiled faintly, but in an instant, the corner of his mouth twitched, “Unfortunately, it’s still far from enough.”
Whoosh!
Spatial divine ability.
In a flash!
Lin Fan appeared in front of the Nether Fiend Ancestor.
The Nether Fiend Ancestor, who was fully focused on refining the Heavenly Net, was startled by the sudden appearance of the figure before him. He exclaimed in surprise, “You…”
Lin Fan pointed with a single finger, like the finger of a god.
“A low-level Golden Immortal can still be somewhat useful,” Lin Fan said with a faint smile.
But in the eyes of the Nether Fiend Ancestor, that seemingly casual finger strike was utterly terrifying.
…
“Old man, you’re trying to refine my little brother’s treasure?” Lin Fan spoke out.
“What the hell is this?” Lin Fan made a domineering entrance, his magical power surging. With a single palm strike, a massive hand formed from his magical energy swatted down like it was crushing a fly, instantly turning the arrogant and fierce Luo Li into a pool of blood.
Luo Li was no weakling. He had cultivated a supreme divine ability, the “Five Qi True Demon Art,” an extremely difficult technique that required the refinement of five types of Qi. These five Qi could only be generated by living beings under specific circumstances.
Luo Li and his ilk had chosen the most inferior method of gathering Qi—harvesting it from ordinary mortals. If they could incite wars among powerful beings, the Qi released would be terrifyingly potent, making the “Five Qi True Demon Art” overwhelmingly powerful.
However, with Luo Li’s level of strength, how could he possibly have the ability to provoke wars among the truly powerful?
“These things are beneath my notice,” Lin Fan stood in the void, his fingers spread wide, condensing the aura emanating from Luo Li’s body into his palm.
A look of disdain flashed across his face.
Ordinary Qi, the lowest of the low.
Boom!
With a clench of his fist, it instantly exploded.
“Big brother!” Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu were overwhelmed with excitement, tears nearly streaming down their faces. Their big brother had finally awakened, and life would be much easier from now on.
“You two, why did you bury me underground?” Lin Fan snorted, though he didn’t actually blame them. From the situation before him, he already understood what had happened.
“Big brother, it’s a long story,” Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu sighed, as if they had many grievances but didn’t know where to start.
“Enough, let’s deal with the current situation first,” Lin Fan’s gaze focused ahead, and he took a step forward.
Luo Li’s junior brother stood in the void, his eyes wide as saucers, his body trembling, sweat pouring down his forehead like a waterfall.
His mind was filled with the scene he had just witnessed—his senior brother had been swatted to death with a single palm strike, not even leaving a trace of ash behind.
Who was this person? How could he be so terrifying?
At that moment, Lin Fan appeared beside him.
The void seemed to fall silent.
The sound of swallowing, the movement of his throat.
A sense of impending death enveloped him, his limbs turning ice-cold as if he had encountered the most horrifying entity in the world.
“Quite bold, aren’t you?” Lin Fan stood beside him, speaking softly, his voice calm and indifferent, yet carrying a tone that seemed to say, “You’re quite impressive.”
His throat tightened, his mouth opened, his lips suddenly dry, his hands trembling slightly. He wanted to resist, but for some reason, his body seemed to be suppressed by an inexplicable force, unable to move.
“I am…” He wanted to announce his sect, hoping to intimidate his opponent, but before he could finish, a sharp sword intent pierced into his body.
“Your sect doesn’t matter to me,” Lin Fan said indifferently, the sword intent swirling around him, instantly shredding the ant beside him into pieces, even shattering the True Immortal laws, turning them into pure magical energy that merged into the world.
These people were far too weak, not even worth the experience.
With Luo Li and his junior brother slain, the Yue Kingdom soldiers, who had been like wild beasts, suddenly emitted wisps of black mist. The mist seemed to be some kind of demonic possession, dissipating into nothingness in an instant.
Finally, the Yue Kingdom soldiers collapsed to the ground, as if all their strength had been drained.
Lin Fan glanced down, a faint smile of disdain on his lips.
“To resort to such lowly methods.”
He had already figured it out—this was a divine ability that forcibly stimulated the potential of these mortal soldiers, burning through their vitality, spirit, and energy in an instant, leaving them completely lifeless.
It was a sinister technique.
But Luo Li and his junior brother clearly had no intention of letting the Yue Kingdom soldiers return alive. They wanted them all to die here, turning into the purest Qi for their cultivation.
At this moment, the most shocked person was Feng Yanyun.
She knew that their big brother had been in a deep slumber for three years now.
Originally, she thought that this slumber might have been due to some kind of mental trauma, and that his strength might not be all that impressive. But seeing the current situation, she now understood.
This wasn’t just strong—it was downright terrifying.
“Your big brother…” Feng Yanyun didn’t know what to say.
Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu smiled proudly, “Our big brother is incredibly strong. With him around, there’s nothing to fear.”
This was absolute trust.
Especially now, with the supreme immortal artifact, the Heaven and Earth Net, still being suppressed in the void by the Nether Fiend Ancestor, they weren’t afraid. With their big brother here, that guy was as good as dead.
Looking at the tall and imposing figure in the void, Feng Yanyun’s eyes sparkled with endless astonishment.
Unbelievable, truly unbelievable.
At this moment, Lin Fan turned his gaze toward the Nether Fiend Ancestor, who was refining the Heaven and Earth Net, a faint smile playing on his lips.
“Old man, are you trying to refine my little brother’s treasure?” Lin Fan spoke.
The Nether Fiend Ancestor had long noticed the situation on the ground, but he didn’t care. The deaths of Luo Li and his junior brother didn’t faze him.
He was a Golden Immortal. Killing those two would have been as easy as swatting flies.
“Hmph, I only want this supreme immortal artifact. I won’t bother with you lot. If you know what’s good for you, scram now. Otherwise, once I finish refining this artifact, I’ll use you as practice,” the Nether Fiend Ancestor growled.
“Hahaha,” Lin Fan laughed heartily, “A mere early-stage Golden Immortal, yet so arrogant. If you were to reach the peak of Golden Immortal, or even higher, I doubt there’d be any place in this world for you, old man.”
“Young fool, you’re asking for death!” The Nether Fiend Ancestor was enraged. With a wave of his hand, he unleashed a supreme divine ability.
“Nether Fiend Frost Art!”
The aura erupted, a wave of malevolent energy covering thousands of miles. At the same time, the void was instantly filled with a chilling cold, freezing everything in its path, even the spiritual energy.
A bone-piercing cold swept through the heavens and earth.
This was a supreme divine ability, capable of freezing people into ice while the malevolent energy invaded their bodies. It wasn’t an ordinary technique—only a Golden Immortal could wield it.
If Lin Fan hadn’t been here, Qiu Zhanyu and the others would have been invaded by the malevolent energy, and the chilling cold would have completely frozen them, turning them into living corpses.
“Not bad,” Lin Fan smiled faintly, but in the next moment, the corner of his lips twitched, “But it’s still far from enough.”
Whoosh!
Spatial divine ability.
In a flash!
Lin Fan appeared before the Nether Fiend Ancestor.
The Nether Fiend Ancestor, who had been fully focused on refining the Heaven and Earth Net, was startled by the sudden appearance of the figure before him. He exclaimed in shock, “You…”
Lin Fan extended a single finger, as if it were the finger of a god.
“An early-stage Golden Immortal might still be of some use,” Lin Fan said with a calm smile.
But in the eyes of the Nether Fiend Ancestor, that seemingly casual finger strike was utterly terrifying.
…
He was a Golden Immortal expert. Killing these two was as simple as swatting flies.
“What the hell is this?” Lin Fan made a domineering entrance, his mana surging. With a single palm strike, a massive hand formed from condensed mana swatted down like it was squashing a fly, instantly turning the arrogant and overbearing Luo Li into a pool of blood.
Luo Li was quite powerful, having cultivated the supreme divine skill, the “Five Qi True Demon Art.” This technique was extremely difficult to master, requiring the refinement of five types of qi, which could only be generated under specific circumstances in the world. Luo Li and his group had chosen the most inferior method of gathering these qi—extracting them from ordinary mortals. If they could incite wars among powerful beings, the qi released would be terrifyingly potent, making the “Five Qi True Demon Art” exceptionally formidable. However, given Luo Li’s level of strength, how could he possibly have the ability to provoke wars among such powerful figures?
“These things are beneath my notice,” Lin Fan stood in the void, his fingers splayed, condensing the aura emanating from Luo Li’s body into his palm. He then revealed a look of disdain. Ordinary qi, the lowest of the low.
With a clench of his fist, it instantly exploded.
“Big brother!” Qiu Zhan Yu and Jin Zhen Gu were overwhelmed with emotion, tears nearly streaming down their faces. Their big brother had finally awakened, and life would be much easier from now on.
“You two, why did you bury me underground?” Lin Fan snorted, though he didn’t blame them. From the situation before him, he already knew what had happened.
“Big brother, it’s a long story,” Qiu Zhan Yu and Jin Zhen Gu sighed, as if they had many grievances but didn’t know where to start.
“Enough, let’s deal with the current situation first,” Lin Fan’s gaze focused ahead, and he took a step forward.
Luo Li’s junior brother stood in the void, his eyes wide as saucers, his body trembling, sweat pouring down his forehead like water. His mind was filled with the scene of his senior brother being swatted to death with a single palm strike, leaving not even a trace behind. Who was this person? How could he be so terrifying?
At that moment, Lin Fan appeared beside him.
The void seemed to fall silent.
The sound of swallowing, the movement of the throat.
A sense of impending death enveloped him, his limbs turning ice-cold, as if he had encountered the most terrifying existence in the world.
“Quite bold,” Lin Fan stood beside him, speaking softly, his voice calm, neither happy nor sad, but with a tone that seemed to imply, “You’re quite something.”
His throat tightened, his mouth opened, his lips suddenly dry, his hands trembling slightly. He wanted to resist, but for some reason, his body seemed to be suppressed by an inexplicable force, unable to move.
“I am…” He wanted to announce his sect, hoping to intimidate the other party, but before he could finish, a sharp sword intent pierced through his body.
“Regardless of which sect you’re from, it means nothing to me,” Lin Fan spoke indifferently, the sword intent swirling around him, instantly shredding the insignificant figure beside him into pieces, even the True Immortal laws shattered, turning into pure mana and merging into the world.
These people were far too weak, not even worth the experience.
With Luo Li and his junior brother slain, the beast-like soldiers of Yue Kingdom suddenly emitted wisps of black mist, as if some demonic spirit had possessed them, only to dissipate in an instant. The soldiers then collapsed to the ground, completely drained of strength.
Lin Fan glanced down, a faint smile of disdain on his lips.
“To resort to such lowly methods.”
He had already figured it out—this was a technique that used divine power to stimulate the potential of these mortal soldiers, burning through their essence, spirit, and vitality in one go, leaving them utterly lifeless.
It was a sinister technique.
But Luo Li and his junior brother clearly had no intention of letting the Yue Kingdom soldiers return alive. They wanted them all to die here, turning into the purest qi for their cultivation.
At this moment, the most shocked was Feng Yan Yun.
She knew that the two had a big brother, but he had been in a deep slumber for three years now. In her view, this slumber might have been due to some severe mental trauma, and his strength might not be all that impressive. But now, seeing the situation, she understood.
This wasn’t just strong—it was downright terrifying.
“Your big brother…” Feng Yan Yun didn’t know what to say.
Qiu Zhan Yu and Jin Zhen Gu smiled proudly, “Our big brother is incredibly strong. With him around, there’s nothing to fear.”
This was absolute trust.
Even though the supreme immortal artifact, the Heaven and Earth Net, was still being suppressed by the Nether Fiend Ancestor in the void, they weren’t afraid. With their big brother here, that guy was as good as dead.
Looking at the tall and imposing figure in the void, Feng Yan Yun’s eyes sparkled with endless astonishment.
Unbelievable, truly unbelievable.
At this moment, Lin Fan turned his gaze to the Nether Fiend Ancestor, who was refining the Heaven and Earth Net, a faint smile playing on his lips.
“Old man, are you trying to refine my little brother’s treasure?” Lin Fan spoke.
The Nether Fiend Ancestor had already noticed the situation on the ground, but he didn’t care. The deaths of Luo Li and his junior brother didn’t faze him. As a Golden Immortal, killing those two would have been as easy as swatting flies.
“Hmph, I only want this supreme immortal artifact. I won’t bother with you lot. If you know what’s good for you, scram now. Otherwise, once I finish refining this artifact, I’ll use you for practice,” the Nether Fiend Ancestor growled.
“Hahaha,” Lin Fan laughed heartily. “A mere early-stage Golden Immortal, yet so arrogant. If you were to reach the peak of Golden Immortal or even higher, there’d be no place in this world for you, old man.”
“Young fool, seeking death!” The Nether Fiend Ancestor was enraged, and with a wave of his hand, a supreme divine skill erupted.
“Nether Fiend Frost Art.”
The aura exploded, the fiendish energy covering thousands of miles, while the void was instantly filled with a chilling cold. Wherever it passed, everything froze, even the spiritual energy.
A bone-chilling cold swept through the heavens and earth.
This was a supreme divine skill, capable of freezing people into ice, while the fiendish energy would invade their bodies. This wasn’t an ordinary technique—only a Golden Immortal could unleash it.
If Lin Fan hadn’t been there, Qiu Zhan Yu and the others would have been invaded by the fiendish energy, and the chilling cold would have frozen them completely, turning them into living corpses.
“Not bad,” Lin Fan smiled faintly, but in the next moment, the corner of his mouth twitched. “Unfortunately, it’s still far from enough.”
Whoosh!
Spatial divine skill.
In a flash!
Lin Fan appeared before the Nether Fiend Ancestor.
The Nether Fiend Ancestor, who was fully focused on refining the Heaven and Earth Net, was startled by the sudden appearance of the figure before him. “You…”
Lin Fan pointed a finger, like the finger of a god.
“An early-stage Golden Immortal might still be of some use,” Lin Fan said with a calm smile.
But in the eyes of the Nether Fiend Ancestor, that seemingly casual finger strike was utterly terrifying.
…
“What the hell is this?” Lin Fan made a domineering entrance, his magical power surging. With a single palm strike, a giant hand formed from his magical energy swatted down like it was crushing a fly, instantly turning the arrogant and fierce Luo Li into a pool of blood.
Luo Li was quite powerful, having cultivated the supreme divine skill, “Five Qi True Demon Art.” This technique was extremely difficult to master, requiring the refinement of the five qi forces, which could only be generated under specific conditions in the mortal world.
Luo Li and his group had chosen the lowest form of the five qi, refining their divine skill through the qi of ordinary mortals. If they could incite wars among powerful beings, the five qi released would be terrifyingly potent, making the “Five Qi True Demon Art” exceptionally formidable.
However, with Luo Li’s level of strength, how could he possibly have the ability to provoke wars among the powerful?
“These things are not worth my attention,” Lin Fan stood in the void, his five fingers spread out, condensing the aura emanating from Luo Li’s body into his palm.
He then revealed a look of disdain.
Ordinary five qi, the lowest of the low.
Bang!
With a clench of his fist, it instantly exploded.
“Big brother!” Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu were overwhelmed with excitement, tears nearly streaming down their faces. Their big brother had finally awakened, and life would be much easier from now on.
“You two, why did you bury me underground?” Lin Fan snorted, though he didn’t blame them. From the current situation, he already knew what had happened.
“Big brother, it’s a long story,” Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu sighed, as if they had many grievances but didn’t know where to start.
“Enough, let’s deal with the situation at hand first,” Lin Fan’s gaze focused ahead, and he took a step forward.
Luo Li’s junior brother stood in the void, his eyes wide as saucers, his body trembling, sweat pouring down his forehead like water droplets.
His mind was filled with the scene just moments ago—his senior brother had been swatted to death with a single palm strike, leaving not even a trace.
Who is this person? How could he be so terrifying?
At this moment, Lin Fan appeared beside him.
The void seemed to fall silent.
The sound of swallowing, the movement of the throat.
A sense of impending death enveloped him, his limbs instantly turning cold, as if he had encountered the most terrifying existence in the world.
“Quite bold,” Lin Fan stood beside him, speaking softly, his voice calm, neither happy nor sad, but there was a hint of “you’re quite impressive” in his tone.
His throat tightened, his mouth opened, his lips suddenly dry, his hands trembling slightly. He wanted to resist, but for some reason, his body seemed to be suppressed by an inexplicable force, unable to move.
“I am…” he wanted to announce his sect, hoping to intimidate the other party, but before he could finish, a sharp sword intent pierced into his body.
“Whatever sect you’re from, it means nothing to me,” Lin Fan spoke indifferently, the sword intent swirling around, instantly shredding the ant beside him into pieces, even the True Immortal laws shattered, turning into pure magical energy, merging into the world.
These people were too weak, not worth much experience.
With Luo Li and his junior brother slain, the beast-like soldiers of Yue Kingdom suddenly emitted black mist, as if some demonic god had possessed them, only to dissipate in an instant.
Finally, these Yue Kingdom soldiers seemed to lose all their strength, collapsing to the ground.
Lin Fan glanced down, a faint smile of disdain on his lips.
“To resort to such lowly tactics.”
He had already figured it out—this was a divine skill that stimulated the potential of these mortal soldiers, burning through their essence, spirit, and vitality in an instant, leaving them completely lifeless.
This was an evil divine skill.
However, Luo Li and his junior brother clearly had no intention of letting the Yue Kingdom soldiers return alive, planning to have them all die here, turning into the purest five qi for their cultivation.
At this moment, the most shocked was Feng Yanyun.
She knew that their big brother had been in a deep slumber for three years now.
Originally, she thought that this slumber might have been due to some mental trauma, and that his strength might not be particularly high. But seeing the current situation, she understood.
This wasn’t just strong—it was terrifying.
“Your big brother…” Feng Yanyun didn’t know what to say.
Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu smiled proudly, “Our big brother is very strong. With him here, we have nothing to fear.”
This was absolute trust.
Especially now, with the supreme immortal artifact, the Heaven and Earth Net, still being suppressed by the Nether Fiend Ancestor in the void, but they weren’t afraid. With their big brother here, this guy was also doomed.
Looking at the tall and straight figure in the void, Feng Yanyun’s eyes sparkled with endless astonishment.
Incredible, truly incredible.
At this moment, Lin Fan looked at the Nether Fiend Ancestor, who was refining the Heaven and Earth Net, a faint smile on his lips.
“Old man, are you trying to refine my little brother’s treasure?” Lin Fan spoke.
The Nether Fiend Ancestor had already noticed the situation on the scene, but he didn’t care. The deaths of Luo Li and his junior brother didn’t surprise him.
He was a Golden Immortal, and killing these two would be as easy as swatting flies.
“Hmph, I only want this supreme immortal artifact. I won’t bother with you. If you know what’s good for you, get lost now. Otherwise, once I finish refining this supreme immortal artifact, I’ll use you for practice,” the Nether Fiend Ancestor said fiercely.
“Haha,” Lin Fan laughed, “A mere early-stage Golden Immortal, yet so arrogant. If you were to reach the peak of Golden Immortal, or even higher, there probably wouldn’t be a place in this world for you, old man.”
“Brat, you’re looking for death,” the Nether Fiend Ancestor was instantly enraged, casually swatting out a palm, a supreme divine skill erupting instantly.
“Nether Fiend Cold Art.”
The aura exploded, the fiendish energy covering thousands of miles, while the void was instantly filled with a chilling cold. Wherever it passed, everything was frozen, even the spiritual energy.
A bone-chilling cold swept through the heavens and earth.
This was a supreme divine skill, capable of freezing people into ice, while the fiendish energy invaded the body. This was no ordinary divine skill—only a Golden Immortal could unleash it.
If it weren’t for Lin Fan’s presence, Qiu Zhanyu and the others would have been invaded by the fiendish energy, and the chilling cold would have completely frozen them, turning them into living dead.
“Not bad,” Lin Fan smiled faintly, but in an instant, the corner of his mouth twitched, “Unfortunately, it’s still far from enough.”
Whoosh!
Spatial divine skill.
In a flash!
Lin Fan appeared in front of the Nether Fiend Ancestor.
The Nether Fiend Ancestor, who was fully focused on refining the Heaven and Earth Net, was startled by the sudden appearance of the figure before him, exclaiming, “You…”
Lin Fan pointed a finger, like the finger of a god.
“An early-stage Golden Immortal, still somewhat useful,” Lin Fan said with a faint smile.
But in the eyes of the Nether Fiend Ancestor, that casual finger strike was terrifying.
…
“What the hell is this?” Lin Fan made a domineering entrance, his mana surging. With a single palm strike, a massive hand formed from condensed mana swatted down like it was crushing a fly, instantly turning the arrogant and fierce Luo Li into a pool of blood.
Luo Li was quite powerful and had cultivated an unparalleled divine ability, the “Five Qi True Demon Art.” This technique was extremely difficult to master, requiring the refinement of five types of qi, which could only be generated under specific conditions by living beings in the world.
Luo Li and his group had chosen the lowest form of qi, refining their abilities through the qi of ordinary mortals. If they could incite wars among powerful beings, the qi released would be terrifyingly potent, and the “Five Qi True Demon Art” would become exceptionally formidable.
However, with Luo Li’s level of strength, how could he possibly have the capability to provoke wars among the powerful?
“These things are not worth my attention,” Lin Fan stood in the void, his fingers spreading out as he condensed the aura emanating from Luo Li’s body into his palm.
A look of disdain flashed across his face.
Ordinary qi, the lowest form of qi.
Bang!
With a clench of his fingers, it instantly shattered.
“Big brother!” Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu were overwhelmed with excitement, tears almost streaming down their faces. Their big brother had finally awakened, and life would be much easier from now on.
“You two, why did you bury me underground?” Lin Fan snorted, though he didn’t blame them. From the current situation, he already knew what had happened.
“Big brother, it’s a long story,” Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu sighed, as if they had many grievances but didn’t know where to start.
“Enough, let’s deal with the situation at hand first,” Lin Fan’s gaze focused ahead as he took a step forward.
Luo Li’s junior brother stood in the void, his eyes wide as saucers, his body trembling, and sweat pouring down his forehead like beads of water.
His mind was filled with the scene from moments ago—his senior brother had been crushed to death with a single palm strike, not even a trace left.
Who is this person? How could he be so terrifying?
At that moment, Lin Fan appeared beside him.
The void seemed to fall silent.
The sound of swallowing, the movement of his throat.
An aura of impending death enveloped him, his limbs instantly turning cold as if he had encountered the most terrifying existence in the world.
“Quite bold,” Lin Fan stood beside him, speaking softly, his voice calm and indifferent, yet carrying a tone that seemed to say, “You’re quite impressive.”
His throat tightened, his mouth opened, his lips suddenly dry, his hands trembling slightly. He wanted to resist, but for some reason, his body seemed to be suppressed by an inexplicable force, unable to move.
“I am…” He wanted to announce his sect, hoping to intimidate the other party, but before he could finish, a sharp sword intent pierced into his body.
“Regardless of which sect you’re from, it means nothing to me,” Lin Fan spoke indifferently, his sword intent surging, instantly shredding the ant beside him into pieces. Even the True Immortal laws shattered, turning into pure mana and merging into the heavens and earth.
These people were far too weak, offering little in the way of experience.
With Luo Li and his junior brother slain, the beast-like soldiers of Yue Kingdom suddenly emitted wisps of black mist, as if some demonic god had possessed them, only to dissipate into nothingness.
Finally, the Yue soldiers seemed to lose all their strength, collapsing to the ground.
Lin Fan glanced down, a faint smile of disdain on his lips.
“To resort to such lowly methods.”
He had already figured it out—this was a divine ability that stimulated the potential of these mortal soldiers, burning through their essence, spirit, and vitality in an instant, leaving them utterly lifeless.
It was a sinister technique.
However, Luo Li and his junior brother clearly had no intention of letting the Yue soldiers return alive. They wanted them all to die here, turning into the purest qi for their cultivation.
At this moment, the most shocked person was Feng Yanyun.
She knew that their big brother had been in a deep slumber for three years now.
Originally, she thought that this slumber might have been due to some severe mental trauma, and that his strength might not be all that impressive. But seeing the current situation, she now understood.
This wasn’t just strength—it was sheer terror.
“Your big brother…” Feng Yanyun didn’t know what to say.
Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu smiled proudly, “Our big brother is incredibly strong. With him around, there’s nothing to fear.”
This was absolute trust.
Especially now, with the supreme immortal artifact, the Heaven and Earth Net, still being suppressed in the void by the Nether Fiend Ancestor, they weren’t afraid. With their big brother here, that guy was as good as dead.
Looking at the tall and imposing figure in the void, Feng Yanyun’s eyes sparkled with endless astonishment.
Unbelievable, truly unbelievable.
At this moment, Lin Fan turned his gaze toward the Nether Fiend Ancestor, who was refining the Heaven and Earth Net, a faint smile playing on his lips.
“Old man, are you trying to refine my little brother’s treasure?” Lin Fan spoke.
The Nether Fiend Ancestor had already noticed the situation on the battlefield, but he didn’t care. The deaths of Luo Li and his junior brother didn’t faze him.
He was a Golden Immortal. Killing those two would be as easy as swatting flies.
“Hmph, I only want this supreme immortal artifact. I won’t bother with you. If you know what’s good for you, scram now. Otherwise, once I finish refining this artifact, I’ll use you as practice,” the Nether Fiend Ancestor growled.
“Hahaha,” Lin Fan laughed heartily. “A mere early-stage Golden Immortal, yet so arrogant. If you were to reach the peak of Golden Immortal or even higher, there probably wouldn’t be a place in this world for you, old man.”
“Young fool, seeking death!” The Nether Fiend Ancestor was enraged. With a casual wave of his hand, an unparalleled divine ability erupted.
“Nether Fiend Frost Art.”
The aura exploded, a chilling frost covering thousands of miles. The void was instantly filled with a bone-piercing cold, freezing everything in its path, even the spiritual energy.
A freezing, bone-chilling aura swept across the heavens and earth.
This was an unparalleled divine ability, capable of freezing people into ice blocks while the fiendish energy invaded their bodies. This wasn’t an ordinary technique—only a Golden Immortal could unleash it.
If Lin Fan hadn’t been here, Qiu Zhanyu and the others would have been invaded by the fiendish energy, and the freezing cold would have turned them into living corpses.
“Not bad,” Lin Fan smiled faintly, but in the next moment, the corner of his lips twitched. “Unfortunately, it’s still far from enough.”
Whoosh!
Spatial divine ability.
In a flash!
Lin Fan appeared in front of the Nether Fiend Ancestor.
The Nether Fiend Ancestor, who was fully focused on refining the Heaven and Earth Net, was startled by the sudden appearance of the figure before him. He exclaimed in surprise, “You…”
Lin Fan pointed a finger, as if it were the finger of a god.
“An early-stage Golden Immortal can still be of some use,” Lin Fan said with a calm smile.
But in the eyes of the Nether Fiend Ancestor, that seemingly casual finger strike was utterly terrifying.
…
“The Heaven Devouring Cold Art!”
The energy erupted, spreading a thousand miles with malevolent energy. Instantly, the void was filled with a frigid chill. Wherever it passed, everything froze—even spiritual energy was locked in ice.
A piercingly cold aura swept across heaven and earth.
This was a supreme ability capable of freezing a person into an ice block, and the malevolent energy could penetrate into the body. This was no ordinary technique—it could only be used by Golden Immortal experts.
If Lin Fan hadn’t been here, Qiu Zhan Yu and the others would have had the malevolent energy enter their bodies, and the freezing cold would have completely encased them, turning them into living corpses.
“A bit skillful,” Lin Fan smiled calmly, but in an instant, the corner of his mouth slightly lifted. “Pity—it’s still far from enough.”
Whoosh!
Spatial ability.
In a flash!
“What the hell is this?” Lin Fan made a domineering entrance, his mana surging as he struck out with a palm. The massive hand formed from condensed mana swatted down like it was crushing a fly, instantly turning the arrogant and fierce Luo Li into a pool of blood.
Luo Li was quite powerful, having cultivated the supreme divine ability, the “Five Qi True Demon Art.” This technique was extremely difficult to master, requiring the refinement of the Five Qi forces, which could only be generated under specific conditions in the mortal world.
Luo Li and his group had chosen the lowest form of the Five Qi, refining their divine abilities through the Qi of ordinary mortals. If they could incite wars among powerful beings, the Five Qi released would be terrifyingly potent, making the “Five Qi True Demon Art” exceptionally formidable.
However, with Luo Li’s level of strength, how could he possibly have the capability to provoke wars among the powerful?
“These things are not worth my attention,” Lin Fan stood in the void, his fingers spread out as he condensed the aura emanating from Luo Li’s body into his palm.
A look of disdain flashed across his face.
Ordinary Five Qi, the lowest form of it.
Bang!
With a clench of his fingers, it instantly exploded.
“Big brother!” Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu were overwhelmed with excitement, tears almost streaming down their faces. Their big brother had finally awakened, and life from now on would be much easier.
“You two, why did you bury me underground?” Lin Fan snorted, though he didn’t blame them. From the current situation, he already knew what had happened.
“Big brother, it’s a long story,” Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu sighed, as if they had many grievances but didn’t know where to start.
“Enough, let’s deal with the situation at hand first,” Lin Fan’s gaze focused ahead as he took a step forward.
Luo Li’s junior brother stood in the void, his eyes wide as saucers, his body trembling, and sweat pouring down his forehead like beads of water.
His mind was filled with the scene from moments ago—his senior brother had been slapped to death in an instant, not even a trace of him left.
Who is this person? How could he be so terrifying?
At that moment, Lin Fan appeared beside him.
The void seemed to fall silent.
The sound of swallowing, the movement of the throat.
A sense of impending death enveloped him, his limbs turning cold as if he had encountered the most terrifying existence in the world.
“Quite bold,” Lin Fan stood beside him, speaking softly, his voice calm and indifferent, yet carrying a tone that seemed to say, “You’re quite impressive.”
His throat tightened, his mouth opened, his lips suddenly dry, his hands trembling slightly. He wanted to resist, but for some reason, his body seemed to be suppressed by an inexplicable force, unable to move.
“I am…” He wanted to announce his sect, hoping to intimidate the other party, but before he could finish, a sharp sword intent pierced through his body.
“Your sect doesn’t matter to me,” Lin Fan said indifferently, the sword intent swirling around him, instantly shredding the insignificant figure beside him into pieces, even the True Immortal laws shattered into pure mana, merging into the heavens and earth.
These people were far too weak, not even worth the experience.
With Luo Li and his junior brother slain, the Yue Kingdom soldiers, who had been like wild beasts, suddenly emitted wisps of black mist. The mist seemed to be some kind of demonic possession, dissipating into nothingness in an instant.
Finally, the Yue Kingdom soldiers collapsed to the ground as if they had lost all their strength.
Lin Fan glanced down, a faint smile of disdain on his lips.
“Didn’t expect them to resort to such lowly tactics.”
He had already figured it out—this was a divine ability that stimulated the potential of these mortal soldiers, burning through their essence, energy, and spirit in an instant, leaving them completely drained of life.
It was a sinister divine ability.
But Luo Li and his junior brother clearly had no intention of letting the Yue Kingdom soldiers return alive. They wanted them all to die here, turning into the purest Five Qi for their cultivation.
At this moment, the most shocked person was Feng Yanyun.
She knew that the two had a big brother, but he had been in a deep slumber for three years now.
Originally, she thought that this slumber might have been due to some kind of mental trauma, and that his strength might not be particularly impressive. But seeing the current situation, she realized.
This wasn’t just strong—it was downright terrifying.
“Your big brother…” Feng Yanyun didn’t know what to say.
Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu smiled proudly, “Our big brother is incredibly strong. With him around, there’s nothing to fear.”
This was absolute trust.
Especially now, with the supreme immortal artifact, the Heaven and Earth Net, still being suppressed in the void by the Nether Fiend Ancestor, they weren’t afraid. With their big brother here, that guy was as good as dead.
Looking at the tall and imposing figure in the void, Feng Yanyun’s eyes sparkled with endless astonishment.
Unbelievable, truly unbelievable.
At this moment, Lin Fan turned his gaze toward the Nether Fiend Ancestor, who was refining the Heaven and Earth Net, a faint smile playing on his lips.
“Old man, are you trying to refine my little brother’s treasure?” Lin Fan spoke.
The Nether Fiend Ancestor had already noticed the situation on the ground, but he didn’t pay it any mind. The deaths of Luo Li and his junior brother didn’t faze him.
He was a Golden Immortal powerhouse, and killing those two would have been as easy as swatting flies.
“Hmph, I only want this supreme immortal artifact. I won’t bother with you lot. If you know what’s good for you, scram now. Otherwise, once I finish refining this artifact, I’ll use you as practice,” the Nether Fiend Ancestor growled.
“Haha,” Lin Fan laughed heartily, “A mere early-stage Golden Immortal, yet so arrogant. If you were to reach the peak of Golden Immortal or even higher realms, I suppose there’d be no place in this world for you, old man.”
“Youngster, you’re asking for death,” the Nether Fiend Ancestor was instantly enraged, striking out with a palm, unleashing a supreme divine ability.
“Nether Fiend Frost Art”
The aura erupted, a chilling frost spreading across thousands of miles, the void instantly filled with a bone-piercing cold. Wherever it passed, everything froze, even the spiritual energy turned to ice.
A freezing, bone-chilling aura swept through the heavens and earth.
This was a supreme divine ability, capable of freezing people into ice blocks while the frost energy invaded their bodies. It wasn’t an ordinary technique—only a Golden Immortal could unleash it.
If Lin Fan hadn’t been here, Qiu Zhanyu and the others would have been invaded by the frost energy, completely frozen, becoming living corpses.
“Not bad,” Lin Fan smiled faintly, but in the next instant, the corner of his mouth twitched, “But it’s still far from enough.”
Whoosh!
Spatial divine ability.
In a flash!
Lin Fan appeared before the Nether Fiend Ancestor.
The Nether Fiend Ancestor, who had been fully focused on refining the Heaven and Earth Net, was startled by the sudden appearance of the figure before him. He exclaimed in surprise, “You…”
Lin Fan pointed out with a single finger, like the finger of a god.
“An early-stage Golden Immortal might still be of some use,” Lin Fan said with a calm smile.
But in the eyes of the Nether Fiend Ancestor, that seemingly casual finger strike was utterly terrifying.
…
“What the hell is this?” Lin Fan made a domineering entrance, his magical power surging. With a single palm strike, a massive hand formed from his magic power swatted down like it was crushing a fly, instantly turning the arrogant and overbearing Luo Li into a pool of blood.
Luo Li was quite powerful, having cultivated the supreme divine skill, the “Five Qi True Demon Art.” This technique was extremely difficult to master, requiring the condensation of five types of Qi, which could only be generated by living beings under specific circumstances.
Luo Li and his ilk had chosen the lowest form of Qi, derived from ordinary mortals. If they could incite wars among powerful beings, the Qi released would be terrifyingly potent, making the “Five Qi True Demon Art” overwhelmingly powerful.
However, with Luo Li’s level of strength, how could he possibly have the ability to provoke wars among the truly powerful?
“These things are not worth my attention,” Lin Fan stood in the void, his fingers spread out, condensing the aura emanating from Luo Li’s body into his palm.
Then, a look of disdain appeared on his face.
Ordinary Qi, the lowest form of Qi.
Bang!
With a clench of his fingers, it instantly exploded.
“Big brother!” Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu were overwhelmed with excitement, tears almost streaming down their faces. Their big brother had finally awakened, and life would be much easier from now on.
“You two, why did you bury me underground?” Lin Fan snorted, though he didn’t blame them. From the current situation, he already knew what had happened.
“Big brother, it’s a long story,” Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu sighed, as if they had many grievances but didn’t know where to start.
“Alright, let’s deal with the current situation first,” Lin Fan’s eyes focused ahead, and he took a step forward.
Luo Li’s junior brother stood in the void, his eyes wide as saucers, his body trembling, sweat pouring down his forehead like water droplets.
His mind was filled with the scene just moments ago—his senior brother had been swatted to death with a single palm strike, not even a trace of him left.
Who is this person? How could he be so terrifying?
At this moment, Lin Fan appeared beside him.
The void seemed to fall silent.
The sound of swallowing, the movement of the throat.
A sense of impending death enveloped him, his limbs instantly turning cold, as if he had encountered the most terrifying being in the world.
“Quite bold,” Lin Fan stood beside him, speaking softly, his voice calm, neither happy nor sad, but there was a hint of “you’re quite impressive” in his tone.
His throat tightened, his mouth opened, his lips suddenly dry, his hands trembling slightly. He wanted to resist, but for some reason, his body seemed to be suppressed by an inexplicable aura, unable to move.
“I am…” he wanted to announce his sect, hoping to intimidate the other party, but before he could finish, a sharp sword intent pierced into his body.
“No matter which sect you’re from, it means nothing to me,” Lin Fan spoke indifferently, the sword intent swirling around him, instantly shredding the insignificant ant beside him into pieces, even the True Immortal laws shattered, turning into pure magical power and merging into the world.
These people were far too weak, not even worth much experience.
With Luo Li and his junior brother slain, the beast-like soldiers of Yue Kingdom suddenly emitted wisps of black mist, as if some demonic spirit had possessed them, only to dissipate in an instant.
Finally, these Yue soldiers seemed to lose all their strength, collapsing to the ground.
Lin Fan glanced down, a faint smile of disdain on his lips.
“To resort to such lowly tactics.”
He had already seen through it—this was a divine skill that stimulated the potential of these mortal soldiers, burning through their essence, spirit, and vitality in an instant, leaving them completely drained of life force.
This was a sinister divine skill.
But Luo Li and his junior brother clearly had no intention of letting the Yue soldiers return alive. They wanted them all to die here, turning into the purest Qi for their cultivation.
At this moment, the most shocked person was Feng Yanyun.
She knew that their big brother had been in a deep slumber for three years now.
Originally, she thought that this slumber might have been due to some severe mental trauma, and that his strength might not be all that impressive. But seeing the current situation, she understood.
This wasn’t just strong—it was downright terrifying.
“Your big brother…” Feng Yanyun didn’t know what to say.
Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu smiled proudly, “Our big brother is incredibly strong. With him around, there’s nothing to fear.”
This was absolute trust.
Especially now, with the supreme immortal artifact, the “Heavenly Net,” still being suppressed by the Nether Fiend Ancestor in the void, they weren’t afraid. With their big brother here, that guy was as good as dead.
Looking at the tall and imposing figure in the void, Feng Yanyun’s eyes sparkled with endless astonishment.
Unbelievable, truly unbelievable.
At this moment, Lin Fan turned his gaze to the Nether Fiend Ancestor, who was refining the Heavenly Net, a faint smile on his lips.
“Old man, are you trying to refine my little brother’s treasure?” Lin Fan spoke.
The Nether Fiend Ancestor had long noticed the situation on the scene, but he didn’t care. The deaths of Luo Li and his junior brother didn’t surprise him.
As a Golden Immortal, killing these two would be as easy as swatting flies.
“Hmph, I only want this supreme immortal artifact. I won’t bother with you. If you know what’s good for you, scram now. Otherwise, once I finish refining this artifact, I’ll use you as practice,” the Nether Fiend Ancestor said fiercely.
“Haha,” Lin Fan laughed heartily, “A mere early-stage Golden Immortal, yet so arrogant. If you were to reach the peak of Golden Immortal, or even higher, there probably wouldn’t be a place in this world for you, old man.”
“Young fool, seeking death!” The Nether Fiend Ancestor was instantly enraged, casually striking out with a palm, unleashing a supreme divine skill.
“Nether Fiend Frost Art.”
The aura erupted, the fiendish energy covering thousands of miles, while the void was instantly filled with a chilling cold. Wherever it passed, everything was frozen, even the spiritual energy.
A bone-chilling cold swept through the heavens and earth.
This was a supreme divine skill, capable of freezing people into ice, while the fiendish energy invaded their bodies. This wasn’t an ordinary divine skill—only a Golden Immortal could unleash it.
If it weren’t for Lin Fan being here, Qiu Zhanyu and the others would have been invaded by the fiendish energy, and the chilling cold would have completely frozen them, turning them into living corpses.
“Not bad,” Lin Fan smiled faintly, but in an instant, the corner of his mouth twitched, “Unfortunately, it’s still far from enough.”
Whoosh!
Spatial divine skill.
In a flash!
Lin Fan appeared in front of the Nether Fiend Ancestor.
The Nether Fiend Ancestor, who was fully focused on refining the Heavenly Net, was startled by the sudden appearance of the figure before him, and he exclaimed in surprise, “You…”
Lin Fan pointed with a single finger, like the finger of a god.
“An early-stage Golden Immortal can still be of some use,” Lin Fan said with a faint smile.
But in the eyes of the Nether Fiend Ancestor, that seemingly casual finger strike was utterly terrifying.
…
Lin Fan pointed a single finger forward, like a divine touch.
“What the hell is this?” Lin Fan made a domineering entrance, his mana surging. With a single palm strike, a massive hand formed from condensed mana swatted down like it was crushing a fly, instantly turning the arrogant and overbearing Luo Li into a pool of blood.
Luo Li was no weakling; he had cultivated a supreme divine ability, the “Five Qi True Demon Art.” This technique was incredibly difficult to master, requiring the refinement of five types of qi, which could only be generated under specific conditions in the mortal world.
Luo Li and his ilk had chosen the lowest form of qi, refining their abilities through the qi of ordinary mortals. If they could incite wars among powerful beings, the qi released would be terrifyingly potent, making the “Five Qi True Demon Art” exceptionally formidable.
However, with Luo Li’s level of strength, how could he possibly have the capability to provoke wars among the truly powerful?
“These things are beneath my notice,” Lin Fan stood in the void, his five fingers spread out, condensing the aura emanating from Luo Li’s body into his palm.
A look of disdain flashed across his face.
Ordinary qi, the lowest of the low.
Bang!
With a clench of his fist, it instantly exploded.
“Big brother!” Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu were overwhelmed with emotion, tears nearly streaming down their faces. Their big brother had finally awakened, and life would be much easier from now on.
“You two, why did you bury me underground?” Lin Fan snorted, though he didn’t blame them. From the current situation, he already knew what had happened.
“Big brother, it’s a long story,” Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu sighed, as if they had much to say but didn’t know where to start.
“Enough, let’s deal with the situation first,” Lin Fan’s gaze fixed ahead, and he took a step forward.
Luo Li’s junior brother stood in the void, his eyes wide as saucers, his body trembling, sweat pouring down his forehead like water.
His mind was filled with the scene of his senior brother being swatted to death with a single palm, leaving not even a trace.
Who was this person? How could he be so terrifying?
At that moment, Lin Fan appeared beside him.
The void seemed to fall silent.
The sound of swallowing, the movement of his throat.
A sense of impending death enveloped him, his limbs turning cold as if he had encountered the most terrifying existence in the world.
“Quite bold,” Lin Fan stood beside him, speaking softly, his voice calm and indifferent, yet carrying an undertone of mockery.
His throat tightened, his lips suddenly dry, his hands trembling slightly. He wanted to resist, but for some reason, his body seemed to be suppressed by an inexplicable force, unable to move.
“I am…” He wanted to announce his sect, hoping to intimidate Lin Fan, but before he could finish, a sharp sword intent pierced through his body.
“Your sect means nothing to me,” Lin Fan spoke indifferently, the sword intent swirling around him, instantly shredding the ant beside him into pieces, even the True Immortal laws within him shattered, turning into pure mana and merging into the world.
These were far too weak to provide any significant experience.
With Luo Li and his junior brother slain, the beast-like soldiers of Yue Kingdom suddenly emitted wisps of black mist, as if some demonic spirit had possessed them, only to dissipate in an instant.
Finally, the Yue soldiers collapsed to the ground, utterly drained of strength.
Lin Fan glanced down, a faint smile of disdain on his lips.
“To resort to such lowly methods.”
He had already seen through it—this was a divine ability that forcibly ignited the potential of these mortal soldiers, burning through their essence, spirit, and energy in one go, leaving them completely lifeless.
It was a sinister technique.
But Luo Li and his junior brother clearly had no intention of letting the Yue soldiers return alive. They wanted them all to die here, turning into the purest qi for their cultivation.
At this moment, the most shocked was Feng Yanyun.
She knew that their big brother had been in a deep slumber for three years now.
Originally, she thought that this slumber might have been due to some severe mental trauma, and that his strength might not be particularly impressive. But now, she understood.
This wasn’t just strong—it was downright terrifying.
“Your big brother…” Feng Yanyun didn’t know what to say.
Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu smiled proudly, “Our big brother is incredibly strong. With him around, there’s nothing to fear.”
Such absolute trust.
Especially now, with the supreme immortal artifact, the Heaven and Earth Net, still being suppressed by the Nether Fiend Ancestor in the void, they weren’t afraid. With their big brother here, that guy was as good as dead.
Looking at the tall and imposing figure in the void, Feng Yanyun’s eyes sparkled with endless astonishment.
Unbelievable, truly unbelievable.
At that moment, Lin Fan turned his gaze to the Nether Fiend Ancestor, who was refining the Heaven and Earth Net, a faint smile playing on his lips.
“Old man, are you trying to refine my little brother’s treasure?” Lin Fan spoke.
The Nether Fiend Ancestor had already noticed the situation on the ground, but he didn’t care. The deaths of Luo Li and his junior brother didn’t faze him.
As a Golden Immortal, killing those two would have been as easy as swatting flies.
“Hmph, I only want this supreme immortal artifact. I won’t bother with you lot. If you know what’s good for you, scram now. Otherwise, once I finish refining this artifact, I’ll use you as practice,” the Nether Fiend Ancestor growled.
“Hahaha,” Lin Fan laughed heartily, “A mere early-stage Golden Immortal, yet so arrogant. If you were to reach the peak of Golden Immortal or even higher, I doubt there’d be any place in this world for you, old man.”
“Young fool, seeking death!” The Nether Fiend Ancestor was enraged, and with a wave of his hand, a supreme divine ability erupted.
“Nether Fiend Frost Art.”
The aura exploded, the fiendish qi covering thousands of miles, while the void was instantly filled with a chilling cold. Wherever it passed, everything froze, even the spiritual energy.
A bone-chilling cold swept through the heavens and earth.
This was a supreme divine ability, capable of freezing people into ice blocks while the fiendish qi invaded their bodies. This wasn’t an ordinary technique—only a Golden Immortal could unleash it.
If not for Lin Fan’s presence, Qiu Zhanyu and the others would have been invaded by the fiendish qi, and the chilling cold would have completely frozen them, turning them into living corpses.
“Not bad,” Lin Fan smiled faintly, but in the blink of an eye, the corner of his mouth twitched, “But it’s still far from enough.”
Whoosh!
Space manipulation.
In an instant!
Lin Fan appeared before the Nether Fiend Ancestor.
The Nether Fiend Ancestor, who was fully focused on refining the Heaven and Earth Net, was startled by the sudden appearance of the figure before him. He exclaimed in surprise, “You…”
Lin Fan pointed a finger, like the finger of a god.
“An early-stage Golden Immortal might still be of some use,” Lin Fan said with a calm smile.
But in the eyes of the Nether Fiend Ancestor, that seemingly casual finger strike was utterly terrifying.
…
“What the hell is this?” Lin Fan made a domineering entrance, his mana surging. With a single palm strike, a massive hand formed from condensed mana swatted down like it was crushing a fly, instantly turning the arrogant and fierce Luo Li into a pool of blood.
Luo Li was quite powerful, having cultivated a supreme divine ability known as the “Five Qi True Demon Art.” This technique was extremely difficult to master, requiring the refinement of the Five Qi forces, which could only be generated under specific circumstances by living beings in the world.
Luo Li and his group had chosen the lowest form of Five Qi, refining their divine abilities using the Five Qi of ordinary mortals. If they could incite wars among powerful beings, the Five Qi released would be terrifyingly potent, and the “Five Qi True Demon Art” would become extraordinarily heaven-defying.
However, with Luo Li’s level of strength, how could he possibly have the capability to provoke wars among the powerful?
“These things are not worth my attention,” Lin Fan stood in the void, his five fingers spread out, condensing the aura emanating from Luo Li into his palm.
A look of disdain appeared on his face.
Ordinary Five Qi, the lowest of the low.
Bang!
With a clench of his fingers, it instantly exploded.
“Big brother!” Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu were overwhelmed with excitement, tears almost streaming down their faces. Big brother had finally awakened, and life would be much easier from now on.
“You two, why did you bury me underground?” Lin Fan snorted, though he didn’t blame them. From the current situation, he already knew what had happened.
“Big brother, it’s a long story,” Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu sighed, as if they had many grievances but didn’t know where to start.
“Enough, let’s deal with the situation at hand first,” Lin Fan’s gaze focused ahead, and he took a step forward.
Luo Li’s junior brother stood in the void, his eyes wide as saucers, his body trembling, sweat pouring down his forehead like water droplets.
His mind was filled with the scene just moments ago—his senior brother had been swatted to death with a single palm strike, not even a trace of him left.
Who is this person? How could he be so terrifying?
At that moment, Lin Fan appeared beside him.
The void seemed to fall silent.
The sound of swallowing, the movement of his throat.
A sense of impending death enveloped him, his limbs instantly turning cold, as if he had encountered the most terrifying existence in the world.
“Quite bold,” Lin Fan stood beside him, speaking softly, his voice calm, neither happy nor sad, but there was a hint of “you’re quite impressive” in his tone.
His throat tightened, his mouth opened, his lips suddenly dry, his hands trembling slightly. He wanted to resist, but for some reason, his body seemed to be suppressed by an inexplicable aura, unable to move.
“I am…” He wanted to announce his sect, hoping to intimidate the other party with his sect’s reputation, but before he could finish, a sharp sword intent pierced into his body.
“Regardless of which sect you’re from, it means nothing to me,” Lin Fan spoke indifferently, the sword intent swirling around him, instantly shredding the ant beside him into pieces, even the True Immortal laws shattered, turning into pure mana and merging into the world.
These people were far too weak, not even worth much experience.
With Luo Li and his junior brother slain, the Yue Kingdom soldiers, who had been like wild beasts, suddenly emitted wisps of black mist. The mist seemed to be some kind of demonic possession, dissipating in an instant.
Finally, the Yue Kingdom soldiers seemed to lose all their strength, collapsing to the ground.
Lin Fan glanced down, a faint smile of disdain on his lips.
“Didn’t expect them to resort to such lowly tactics.”
He had already figured it out—this was a divine ability that stimulated the potential of these mortal soldiers, burning through their essence, energy, and spirit in an instant, leaving them completely drained of life.
This was a sinister divine ability.
However, Luo Li and his junior brother clearly had no intention of letting the Yue Kingdom soldiers return alive. They wanted them all to die here, turning into the purest Five Qi for their cultivation.
At this moment, the most shocked person was Feng Yanyun.
She knew that their big brother had been in a deep slumber for three years now.
Originally, she thought that this slumber might have been due to some kind of mental trauma, and that his strength might not be particularly impressive. But now, seeing the situation, she understood.
This wasn’t just strong—it was downright terrifying.
“Your big brother…” Feng Yanyun didn’t know what to say.
Qiu Zhanyu and Jin Zhengu smiled proudly, “Our big brother is incredibly strong. With him here, there’s nothing to fear.”
This was absolute trust.
Especially now, with the supreme immortal artifact, the Heaven and Earth Net, still being suppressed in the void by the Nether Fiend Ancestor, they weren’t afraid. With their big brother here, this guy was as good as dead.
Looking at the tall and imposing figure in the void, Feng Yanyun’s eyes were filled with endless astonishment.
Unbelievable, truly unbelievable.
At this moment, Lin Fan turned his gaze to the Nether Fiend Ancestor, who was refining the Heaven and Earth Net, a faint smile on his lips.
“Old man, are you trying to refine my little brother’s treasure?” Lin Fan spoke.
The Nether Fiend Ancestor had already noticed the situation on the battlefield, but he didn’t care. The deaths of Luo Li and his junior brother didn’t surprise him.
He was a Golden Immortal powerhouse, and killing these two would be as easy as swatting flies.
“Hmph, I only want this supreme immortal artifact. I won’t bother with you. If you know what’s good for you, get lost now. Otherwise, once I finish refining this artifact, I’ll use you for practice,” the Nether Fiend Ancestor said sternly.
“Haha,” Lin Fan laughed, “A mere early-stage Golden Immortal, yet so arrogant. If you were to reach the peak of Golden Immortal, or even higher realms, I suppose there would be no place in this world for you, old man.”
“Young man, you’re courting death,” the Nether Fiend Ancestor was instantly enraged, and with a wave of his hand, a supreme divine ability erupted.
“Nether Fiend Frost Art.”
The aura exploded, the fiendish energy covering thousands of miles, while the void was instantly filled with a chilling cold. Wherever it passed, everything froze, even the spiritual energy.
A bone-chilling cold swept through the heavens and earth.
This was a supreme divine ability, capable of freezing people into ice, while the fiendish energy invaded their bodies. This was no ordinary divine ability—only a Golden Immortal powerhouse could unleash it.
If it weren’t for Lin Fan’s presence, Qiu Zhanyu and the others would have been invaded by the fiendish energy, and the chilling cold would have completely frozen them, turning them into living corpses.
“Not bad,” Lin Fan smiled faintly, but in the next instant, the corner of his mouth twitched, “Unfortunately, it’s still far from enough.”
Whoosh!
Spatial divine ability.
In a flash!
Lin Fan appeared before the Nether Fiend Ancestor.
The Nether Fiend Ancestor, who was fully focused on refining the Heaven and Earth Net, was startled by the sudden appearance of the figure before him. He exclaimed in surprise, “You…”
Lin Fan pointed a finger, like a divine strike.
“An early-stage Golden Immortal, still somewhat useful,” Lin Fan said with a faint smile.
But in the eyes of the Nether Fiend Ancestor, that seemingly casual finger strike was terrifying.
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