“Ancestor Wan Jiao, Demon God of Drought, why the rush? Let’s have a good chat,” Lin Fan floated before the two masses of flesh, a smile on his face.
Unexpectedly, two survived; this round wasn’t a loss.
Ancestor of the Thunder Clan, your sacrifice wasn’t in vain. Your actions proved you stronger than anyone else.
A single self-destruction took down six supreme beings; truly formidable.
Hearing this, Ancestor Wan Jiao and Ancestor of Drought were stunned, then let out desperate screams.
“Human Emperor, we bear no grudge against you, spare us,” pleaded Ancestor Wan Jiao. “This was all the Thunder Clan Ancestor’s doing, it has nothing to do with us.”
“I am an ancient clan’s Demon God, you cannot kill me. Spare me, and I will let bygones be bygones,” begged the Demon God of Drought.
He never imagined things would end like this.
Had he known, he wouldn’t have come, even if beaten to death.
All of this, all of it, was caused by that Thunder Clan Ancestor.
“Ah, how pitiful,” Lin Fan spread his fingers, grasping the two masses of flesh, the last remnants of the two supreme beings.
Even an ordinary person could finish them off, showing just how devastating that self-destruction was.
Even supreme beings were reduced to this state. Even with Lin Fan’s body reaching the peak of the ancient realm, he might not have withstood it.
Now, Ancestor Wan Jiao and the Demon God of Drought had no means of resistance. They knew their lives were in the hands of this Human Emperor.
If they wanted to live, they had to convince this Human Emperor.
But given the current situation, it didn’t seem that simple.
“Human Emperor, what do you want?” Ancestor Wan Jiao harbored deep resentment. Once high and mighty, now fallen into the hands of the Human Emperor, how could he bear it?
“Nothing much, just your lives,” Lin Fan laughed cheerfully, his smile sinister.
“Human Emperor, spare me, and I will grant you endless wealth and power,” the Demon God of Drought truly didn’t want to die. He hadn’t lived enough, hadn’t transcended yet.
Crack!
The moment the Demon God of Drought spoke, Lin Fan clenched his fingers, instantly crushing him to dust.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying the Demon God of Drought.”
“Ding, cultivation level upgraded.”
“Cultivation: High Ancient Realm.”
In an instant, Lin Fan felt a surge of immense power within him, an invincible force.
His cultivation had improved, which pleased Lin Fan greatly.
However, the experience needed to advance from the High Ancient Realm to the Peak was vast.
“You…” Ancestor Wan Jiao, seeing the Human Emperor slay the Demon God of Drought, became terrified and pleaded, “Please, don’t kill me, don’t kill me.”
“When you opposed me, your fate was already sealed—to help me reach the peak,” Lin Fan sneered, exerting a slight force.
Bang!
Ancestor Wan Jiao’s spirit was obliterated; from then on, he would no longer exist in the world.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying Ancestor Wan Jiao.”
“Ding, experience increased…”
A massive amount of experience instantly filled a significant portion of the experience bar, though reaching the Peak Realm was still a long way off.
But to Lin Fan, it didn’t matter. The Peak Realm was inevitable; it wouldn’t be long before he reached it.
What slightly disappointed Lin Fan was that neither Ancestor Wan Jiao nor the Demon God of Drought dropped any items. Clearly, in the self-destruction, they used divine artifacts to resist, which were all destroyed.
Not even a single martial art technique was left, which was a great pity.
“There are still two supreme beings; I wonder if they survived.”
Lin Fan continued searching, but to his slight disappointment, after a thorough search, he found no trace of the remaining two supreme beings.
Huh!
Just as Lin Fan was about to give up, a red light ahead caught his attention.
Whoosh!
When Lin Fan flashed over, he was regretful.
“Too late, Lucifer is already dead.” This mass of flesh was indeed Lucifer, but he too hadn’t survived.
Lin Fan searched further until, in a corner, he found the flesh of the Extreme Heaven Demon God.
But the Extreme Heaven Demon God was also dead, with no trace of life left.
This greatly disappointed Lin Fan.
However, overall, this scheme wasn’t a loss.
Directly slaying three supreme beings, his cultivation had advanced to the High Realm, and the Peak Realm wasn’t far off.
With continued effort, reaching the Peak Realm wouldn’t be a problem.
Lin Fan looked at the void space, then shook his head, “Accidentally destroyed it to this extent; it’s somewhat tragic.”
Without hesitation, he vanished into the void, flying towards the distance.
Unbeknownst to Lin Fan, after he left, a pair of eyes in the void stared in terror at the scene.
The Seven Saints Old Dog, witnessing this, was utterly terrified.
He never expected the Human Emperor to be so formidable, directly causing the deaths of so many supreme beings.
Monstrous, truly monstrous.
He had initially thought of fighting Lin Fan to the death, but now the Seven Saints Old Dog swore not to confront this sinister Human Emperor until the time was right.
Although the Seven Saints Old Dog had submitted to the mysterious figure, he wouldn’t become someone else’s dog. He was plotting, waiting for the final moment to arrive.
All seven supreme beings had fallen.
Though this news hadn’t spread, many ancient clan Demon Gods sensed the fall of the Extreme Heaven Demon God and the Demon God of Drought.
Every Demon God and supreme being felt a heavy weight.
This was the most severe event in countless epochs.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan traversed the void; there was no reason to linger in that place.
Lin Fan felt his strength was now sufficient to confront the supreme beings.
Constant evasion had made these supreme beings think he was easy to bully.
Now, Lin Fan felt it was time to display his power, to suppress all, and make the supreme beings understand he wasn’t to be trifled with.
In the Profound Yellow World, many human prodigies had emerged, but reaching the Tenth Heavenly Position of Eternal Divinity would be no easy feat in the Profound Yellow World.
He needed to establish a foothold, to anchor humanity in this world.
As Lin Fan pondered these thoughts, a familiar aura in the distance caught his attention.
That aura, wasn’t it his nominal master?
Who would have thought there were still two alive? This round was definitely worth it.
Patriarch of the Thunder Clan, your sacrifice was not in vain. Through your actions, you proved that you were stronger than anyone else.
With just one self-destruction, the six ultimate experts were all knocked down. Truly incomparably powerful.
“Ancestor Wan Jiao, Demon God of Drought, why the rush? Let’s have a good chat,” Lin Fan floated in front of two masses of flesh, a smile on his face.
Unexpectedly, two survived; this wave wasn’t a loss.
Ancestor of the Thunder Clan, your sacrifice wasn’t in vain. Your actions proved you stronger than anyone else.
A self-destruction that directly took down six supreme beings, truly formidable.
Hearing this, Ancestor Wan Jiao and Ancestor of Drought were stunned, then let out even more desperate cries.
“Human Emperor, we have no enmity, let us go,” Ancestor Wan Jiao pleaded, “This was all the idea of the Thunder Clan’s ancestor, it has nothing to do with us.”
“I am an ancient clan’s demon god, you cannot kill me. Let me go, and I will let bygones be bygones,” the Demon God of Drought begged.
He never imagined the situation would turn out like this.
Had he known, he wouldn’t have come even if beaten to death.
Everything, everything, was caused by that Thunder Clan’s ancestor.
“Ah, how pitiful,” Lin Fan spread his fingers, grasping the two masses of flesh, the only remnants of the two supreme beings.
Even an ordinary person could kill them now, showing how fierce the self-destruction was.
Even supreme beings were blown to such a state; even if Lin Fan’s body had reached the peak of the ancient realm, he might not have withstood it.
Now, Ancestor Wan Jiao and the Demon God of Drought had no resistance left; they knew their lives were in the hands of the Human Emperor.
If they wanted to live, they had to convince the Human Emperor.
But looking at the current situation, it seemed not so simple.
“Human Emperor, what do you want?” Ancestor Wan Jiao harbored deep resentment, once high and mighty, now fallen into the hands of the Human Emperor, how could he endure it?
“Nothing much, just your lives,” Lin Fan laughed joyfully, his smile seemingly sinister.
“Human Emperor, let me go, I will give you endless wealth and power,” the Demon God of Drought truly didn’t want to die, he hadn’t lived enough, hadn’t transcended.
Crack!
The moment the Demon God of Drought spoke, Lin Fan clenched his fingers, instantly crushing the Demon God of Drought to dust.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying the Demon God of Drought.”
“Ding, cultivation level upgraded.”
“Cultivation: High Ancient Realm.”
In an instant, Lin Fan felt a powerful force surging within him, an invincible power.
The upgrade in cultivation pleased Lin Fan greatly.
But the experience needed to advance from the high ancient realm to the peak was vast.
“You…” Ancestor Wan Jiao, seeing the Human Emperor slay the Demon God of Drought, became terrified, then begged, “Please, don’t kill me, don’t kill me.”
“When you opposed me, your fate was already sealed, to help me reach the peak,” Lin Fan sneered, exerting a slight force.
Bang!
Ancestor Wan Jiao’s consciousness was obliterated, from now on, the figure of Ancestor Wan Jiao would no longer exist in the world.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying Ancestor Wan Jiao.”
“Ding, experience increased…”
A vast amount of experience instantly filled the experience bar halfway, but there was still a long way to the peak realm.
But for Lin Fan, it didn’t matter, the peak realm was inevitable, it wouldn’t be long before he reached that level.
What slightly disappointed Lin Fan was that neither Ancestor Wan Jiao nor the Demon God of Drought dropped any items, clearly in the self-destruction, they used divine artifacts to resist, ultimately turning to ashes.
Not even a martial art technique was left, truly a pity.
“Two more supreme beings, I wonder if they’re still alive.”
Lin Fan continued searching, but to his slight disappointment, after a long search, he still couldn’t find the remains of the other two supreme beings.
Huh!
Just as Lin Fan was about to give up, a red light ahead caught his attention.
Whoosh!
When Lin Fan flashed over, he couldn’t help but feel regret.
“Too late, Lucifer has fallen,” this mass of flesh was indeed Lucifer, but Lucifer didn’t hold on either.
Then Lin Fan searched again, until in a corner, he found the flesh of the Extreme Heaven Demon God.
But the Extreme Heaven Demon God had also fallen, with no breath left.
This greatly disappointed Lin Fan.
But overall, the scheme he executed wasn’t a loss.
Directly slaying three supreme beings, his cultivation upgraded to the high realm, and the peak realm wasn’t far off.
As long as he worked hard in the future, reaching the peak realm wouldn’t be a problem.
Lin Fan looked at this void space, then shook his head, “Accidentally destroyed it like this, somewhat tragic.”
Without hesitation, he dived into the void, flying towards the distance.
What Lin Fan didn’t know was, after he left.
In the void, a pair of eyes looked at the scene in horror.
The Seven Saints old dog, seeing this, was already scared out of his wits.
He never expected the Human Emperor to be so influential, directly causing the death of so many supreme beings.
Monstrous, truly monstrous.
He originally wanted to fight Lin Fan to the death, now the Seven Saints old dog swore, before the situation was ripe, he would never fight this sinister Human Emperor to the death.
Although the Seven Saints old dog had submitted to that mysterious person, he wouldn’t become someone else’s dog, he was plotting, waiting, for the final moment to arrive.
All seven supreme beings had fallen.
This matter hadn’t spread yet.
But for the many ancient clan’s demon gods, they had already sensed the fall of the Extreme Heaven Demon God and the Demon God of Drought.
Every demon god and supreme being felt a heavy burden.
This was the most serious event to happen in countless epochs.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan traversed the void, there was no point staying in that place.
Lin Fan felt his strength was now sufficient to take on many supreme beings.
Always hiding had made these supreme beings think he was easy to bully.
Now Lin Fan felt it was time to show his strength, to suppress all, to make the supreme beings understand, he wasn’t someone to be trifled with.
In the Profound Yellow World, many human prodigies had emerged, but for these prodigies to reach the tenth level of the Divine Heaven Position, the Eternal Divine Position, in the Profound Yellow World, it wasn’t so easy.
They must establish themselves, to root humanity in this world.
Just as Lin Fan pondered these, a familiar aura in the distance caught his attention.
This aura, wasn’t it his cheap master?
“Elder Wan Jiao, Demon God of Drought, why the rush? Let’s have a good chat,” Lin Fan floated before the two masses of flesh, a smile on his face.
Unexpectedly, two survived; this round wasn’t a loss.
Elder of the Thunder Clan, your sacrifice wasn’t in vain. Your actions proved you stronger than anyone else.
A single self-destruction took down six supreme beings; truly formidable.
Hearing this, Elder Wan Jiao and Elder of Drought were stunned, then let out desperate screams.
“Human Emperor, we bear no grudge, spare us,” pleaded Elder Wan Jiao. “This was all the Elder of the Thunder Clan’s doing, it has nothing to do with us.”
“I am an ancient Demon God, you cannot kill me. Spare me, and I will let bygones be bygones,” begged the Demon God of Drought.
He never imagined things would end like this.
Had he known, he wouldn’t have come even if beaten to death.
All of this, all of it, was the doing of that Elder of the Thunder Clan.
“Ah, how pitiful,” Lin Fan spread his fingers, grasping the two masses of flesh, the last remnants of the two supreme beings.
Even an ordinary person could kill them now, showing just how devastating that self-destruction was.
Even supreme beings were reduced to this state. Even with Lin Fan’s body at the peak of ancient realm, it might not have withstood it.
Now, Elder Wan Jiao and the Demon God of Drought had no resistance left. They knew their lives were in the hands of this Human Emperor.
If they wanted to live, they had to convince this Human Emperor.
But given the current situation, it didn’t seem so simple.
“Human Emperor, what do you want?” Elder Wan Jiao was filled with resentment. Once high and mighty, now fallen into the hands of the Human Emperor, how could he endure this?
“Nothing much, just your lives,” Lin Fan laughed merrily, his smile sinister.
“Human Emperor, spare me, and I will grant you endless wealth and power,” the Demon God of Drought truly didn’t want to die. He hadn’t lived enough, hadn’t transcended yet.
Crack!
At the moment the Demon God of Drought spoke, Lin Fan clenched his fingers, instantly crushing him to dust.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying the Demon God of Drought.”
“Ding, cultivation level upgraded.”
“Cultivation: Ancient Realm High Tier.”
In an instant, Lin Fan felt a surge of immense power within him, an invincible force.
The upgrade in cultivation pleased Lin Fan greatly.
However, the experience needed to advance from Ancient Realm High Tier to the peak was vast.
“You…” Elder Wan Jiao, seeing the Human Emperor slay the Demon God of Drought, became terrified, then pleaded, “Please, don’t kill me, don’t kill me.”
“When you opposed me, your fate was already sealed—to help me reach the pinnacle,” Lin Fan sneered, exerting a slight force.
Bang!
Elder Wan Jiao’s consciousness was obliterated; from now on, there would be no trace of him in the world.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying Elder Wan Jiao.”
“Ding, experience increased…”
A massive amount of experience instantly filled a significant portion of the experience bar, though reaching the peak was still a long way off.
But for Lin Fan, it didn’t matter. The peak was inevitable; it wouldn’t be long before he reached that level.
What slightly disappointed Lin Fan was that neither Elder Wan Jiao nor the Demon God of Drought dropped any items. Clearly, in the self-destruction, they used divine artifacts to withstand the Elder of the Thunder Clan’s explosion, ultimately turning to ash.
Not even a single martial art technique was left, which was a great pity.
“Two more supreme beings, I wonder if they’re still alive.”
Lin Fan continued searching, but to his slight disappointment, after a thorough search, he still couldn’t find the remaining two supreme beings’ flesh.
Huh!
Just as Lin Fan was about to give up, a red light ahead caught his attention.
Whoosh!
When Lin Fan flashed over, he felt regret.
“Too late, Lucifer is already dead.” This mass of flesh was indeed Lucifer, but he too couldn’t hold on.
Lin Fan searched again, finally finding the flesh of the Supreme Demon God in a corner.
But the Supreme Demon God was also dead, with no trace of life left.
This greatly disappointed Lin Fan.
Overall, though, this scheme wasn’t a loss.
Directly slaying three supreme beings, his cultivation upgraded to High Tier, and the peak wasn’t far off.
With effort, reaching the peak wouldn’t be a problem.
Lin Fan looked at the void space, then shook his head, “Accidentally destroyed it to this extent, quite tragic.”
Without hesitation, he vanished into the void, flying into the distance.
What Lin Fan didn’t know was that after he left.
In the void, a pair of eyes stared in horror at the scene.
The Seven Saints old dog, seeing this, was already scared witless.
He never expected the Human Emperor to be so influential, directly causing the deaths of so many supreme beings.
Monstrous, truly monstrous.
He had thought of fighting Lin Fan to the death, but now the Seven Saints old dog swore that before the great trend was set, he would never risk his life against this treacherous Human Emperor.
Though the Seven Saints old dog had submitted to the mysterious figure, he wouldn’t become someone else’s dog. He was plotting, waiting for the final moment to arrive.
All seven supreme beings had fallen.
Though this news hadn’t spread.
But for the many ancient Demon Gods, they had already sensed the fall of the Supreme Demon God and the Demon God of Drought.
Every Demon God and supreme being felt a heavy weight.
This was the most severe event in countless epochs.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan traversed the void; there was no reason to linger in that place.
Lin Fan felt his strength was now sufficient to confront the many supreme beings.
Constant evasion had made these supreme beings think he was easy to bully.
But now, Lin Fan felt it was time to show his strength, to suppress all, to make the supreme beings understand he wasn’t to be trifled with.
In the Profound Yellow World, many human prodigies had emerged, but for them to reach the Tenth Heavenly Tier, Eternal Divine Position, wouldn’t be easy even in the Profound Yellow World.
He had to establish a foothold, to set humanity firmly in this world.
As Lin Fan pondered these thoughts, a familiar aura in the distance caught his attention.
That aura, wasn’t it his cheap master?
“Ancestor Ten Thousand Dragons, Demon God of Drought, what’s the rush? Let’s have a good chat,” Lin Fan floated in front of two masses of flesh, a smile on his face.
Unexpectedly, two survived; this wave wasn’t a loss.
Ancestor of the Thunder Clan, your sacrifice wasn’t in vain. Your actions proved you stronger than anyone else.
A single self-destruction directly took down six supreme beings; truly formidable.
Hearing this, Ancestor Ten Thousand Dragons and Demon God of Drought were stunned, then let out a desperate roar.
“Human Emperor, we have no enmity, spare us,” pleaded Ancestor Ten Thousand Dragons. “This was all the idea of the Thunder Clan’s ancestor, it has nothing to do with us.”
“I am an ancient demon god, you cannot kill me. If you let me go, I will let bygones be bygones,” begged the Demon God of Drought.
He never imagined the situation would turn out like this.
Had he known, he wouldn’t have come even if beaten to death.
Everything, everything, was the doing of that Thunder Clan’s ancestor.
“Ah, how pitiful,” Lin Fan spread his fingers, grasping the two masses of flesh, the only remnants of the two supreme beings.
Even an ordinary person could kill them now, showing how fierce the self-destruction was.
Even supreme beings were blown to such a state; even if Lin Fan’s body had reached the peak of the ancient realm, he might not have withstood it.
Now, Ancestor Ten Thousand Dragons and Demon God of Drought had no resistance left. They knew their lives were in the hands of the Human Emperor.
If they wanted to live, they had to convince the Human Emperor.
But judging from the current situation, it wasn’t going to be that simple.
“Human Emperor, what do you want?” Ancestor Ten Thousand Dragons was filled with resentment. Once high and mighty, now fallen into the hands of the Human Emperor, how could he endure it?
“Nothing much, just your lives,” Lin Fan laughed merrily, his smile sinister.
“Human Emperor, spare me, I will give you endless wealth and power,” the Demon God of Drought truly didn’t want to die. He hadn’t lived enough, hadn’t transcended yet.
Crack!
At the moment the Demon God of Drought spoke, Lin Fan clenched his fingers, instantly crushing the Demon God of Drought to dust.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying the Demon God of Drought.”
“Ding, cultivation level upgraded.”
“Cultivation: Ancient Realm High Tier.”
In an instant, Lin Fan felt a surge of immense power within him, an invincible force.
The upgrade in cultivation pleased Lin Fan greatly.
However, the experience needed to advance from the high tier to the peak of the ancient realm was vast.
“You…” Ancestor Ten Thousand Dragons, seeing the Human Emperor slay the Demon God of Drought, became terrified, then pleaded, “Please, don’t kill me, don’t kill me.”
“When you opposed me, your fate was already sealed—to help me reach the peak,” Lin Fan sneered, exerting a slight force.
Bang!
Ancestor Ten Thousand Dragons’ spirit was annihilated; from now on, there would be no trace of him in the world.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying Ancestor Ten Thousand Dragons.”
“Ding, experience increased…”
A vast amount of experience instantly filled half the bar, but there was still a long way to the peak of the ancient realm.
But to Lin Fan, it didn’t matter. The peak was inevitable; it wouldn’t be long before he reached that level.
What slightly disappointed Lin Fan was that neither Ancestor Ten Thousand Dragons nor the Demon God of Drought dropped any items. Clearly, in the self-destruction, they used divine artifacts to resist, ultimately turning to ash.
Not even a single martial art technique was left; truly a pity.
“Two more supreme beings, I wonder if they’re still alive.”
Lin Fan continued searching, but to his slight disappointment, after a thorough search, he still couldn’t find the remains of the other two supreme beings.
Huh!
Just as Lin Fan was about to give up, a red light in the distance caught his attention.
Whoosh!
When Lin Fan flashed over, he felt regret.
“Too late, Lucifer is already dead,” the mass of flesh was indeed Lucifer, but he too couldn’t hold on.
Lin Fan searched again, finally finding the flesh of the Demon God of Extreme Heaven in a corner.
But the Demon God of Extreme Heaven was also dead, with no trace of life left.
This greatly disappointed Lin Fan.
But overall, this scheme wasn’t a loss.
Directly slaying three supreme beings, his cultivation reached the high tier, and the peak wasn’t far off.
With effort, reaching the peak wouldn’t be a problem.
Lin Fan looked at the void space, then shook his head, “Accidentally destroyed it like this, quite tragic.”
Without hesitation, he entered the void, flying towards the distance.
Unbeknownst to Lin Fan, after he left.
In the void, a pair of eyes stared in horror at the scene.
The Seven Sages old dog, seeing this, was already scared witless.
He never expected the Human Emperor to be so influential, directly causing the deaths of so many supreme beings.
Monstrous, truly monstrous.
He originally wanted to fight Lin Fan to the death, but now the Seven Sages old dog swore not to confront this sinister Human Emperor until the time was right.
Though the Seven Sages old dog had submitted to the mysterious figure, he wouldn’t become someone else’s dog. He was plotting, waiting for the final moment.
All seven supreme beings had fallen.
Though this news hadn’t spread.
But for the many ancient demon gods, they could feel the fall of the Demon God of Extreme Heaven and the Demon God of Drought.
Every demon god and supreme being felt a heavy weight.
This was the most serious event in countless eons.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan traversed the void; there was no point staying in that place.
Lin Fan felt his strength was now sufficient to confront the many supreme beings.
Always hiding had made these supreme beings think he was easy to bully.
Now Lin Fan felt it was time to show his strength, to suppress all, to make the supreme beings understand he wasn’t to be trifled with.
In the Profound Yellow World, many human prodigies had emerged, but for them to reach the tenth level of the Divine Heaven Realm, Eternal Divine Position, wouldn’t be easy in the Profound Yellow World.
They must establish a foothold, to root humanity in this world.
As Lin Fan pondered this, a familiar aura in the distance caught his attention.
This aura, wasn’t it his cheap master?
He never expected the situation to end up like this.
If he had known earlier, he wouldn’t have come even if beaten to death.
Everything, everything, was caused by that Thunder Clan Patriarch.
“Ai, how tragic,” Lin Fan spread his fingers and grabbed the two blobs of flesh. These two blobs were all that remained of the two ultimate experts.
Even an ordinary person could kill them, which sufficiently showed how fierce that self-destruction was.
Even the ultimate experts were blown to this state. Even if Lin Fan’s physical body had reached the peak of the Ancient Realm, it might not necessarily be able to withstand it.
“Ancestor Wan Jiao, Demon God of Drought, why the rush? Let’s have a good chat,” Lin Fan floated in front of two masses of flesh, a smile on his face.
Unexpectedly, two survived; this round wasn’t a loss after all.
Ancestor of the Thunder Clan, your sacrifice wasn’t in vain. Your actions proved you stronger than anyone else.
A single self-destruction took down six supreme beings—truly formidable.
Hearing this, Ancestor Wan Jiao and the Demon God of Drought were dumbfounded, then let out desperate screams.
“Human Emperor, we bear no grudge against you, please spare us,” pleaded Ancestor Wan Jiao. “This was all the Thunder Clan Ancestor’s doing, it has nothing to do with us.”
“I am an ancient clan’s Demon God, you cannot kill me. Spare me, and I will let bygones be bygones,” begged the Demon God of Drought.
He never imagined things would end like this.
Had he known, he wouldn’t have come, even if beaten to death.
All of this, all of it, was the doing of that Thunder Clan Ancestor.
“Ah, how pitiful,” Lin Fan spread his fingers, grasping the two masses of flesh—the last remnants of the two supreme beings.
Even an ordinary person could finish them off, showing just how devastating that self-destruction was.
Even supreme beings were reduced to this state. Even if Lin Fan’s body had reached the peak of the ancient realm, he might not have withstood it.
Now, Ancestor Wan Jiao and the Demon God of Drought had no fight left in them. They knew their lives were in the hands of this Human Emperor.
If they wanted to live, they had to convince this Human Emperor.
But judging by the current situation, it wouldn’t be that simple.
“Human Emperor, what do you want?” Ancestor Wan Jiao seethed with resentment. Once high and mighty, now fallen into the hands of this Human Emperor—how could he bear it?
“I don’t want much, just your lives,” Lin Fan laughed gleefully, his smile sinister.
“Human Emperor, spare me, and I will grant you endless wealth and power,” the Demon God of Drought truly didn’t want to die. He hadn’t lived enough, hadn’t transcended yet.
Crack!
The moment the Demon God of Drought spoke, Lin Fan clenched his fingers, instantly crushing him to dust.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying the Demon God of Drought.”
“Ding, cultivation level upgraded.”
“Cultivation: Ancient Realm High Tier.”
In an instant, Lin Fan felt a surge of immense power within him—an invincible force.
His cultivation had improved, and Lin Fan felt exhilarated.
However, the experience needed to advance from the high tier to the peak of the ancient realm was vast.
“You…” Ancestor Wan Jiao, seeing the Human Emperor slay the Demon God of Drought, became utterly terrified, then pleaded, “Please, don’t kill me, don’t kill me.”
“When you opposed me, your fate was sealed—to help me reach the pinnacle,” Lin Fan sneered, exerting a slight force.
Bang!
Ancestor Wan Jiao’s spirit was obliterated. From this day forward, the world would no longer see his presence.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying Ancestor Wan Jiao.”
“Ding, experience increased…”
A vast amount of experience instantly filled the bar halfway, though there was still a long way to go before reaching the peak.
But for Lin Fan, it didn’t matter. Reaching the peak was inevitable; it wouldn’t be long before he achieved it.
What slightly disappointed Lin Fan was that neither Ancestor Wan Jiao nor the Demon God of Drought dropped any treasures. Clearly, during the self-destruction, they had used divine artifacts to withstand the blast, and everything was obliterated.
Not even a single martial art technique was left—truly a pity.
“Two more supreme beings—I wonder if they survived.”
Lin Fan continued searching, but to his slight disappointment, after scouring the area, he still couldn’t find the remains of the other two supreme beings.
Huh!
Just as Lin Fan was about to give up, a red light in the distance caught his attention.
Whoosh!
When Lin Fan flashed over, he felt regret.
“Too late, Lucifer is already dead.” This mass of flesh was indeed Lucifer, but he hadn’t survived either.
Lin Fan searched again, finally finding the flesh of the Extreme Heaven Demon God in a corner.
But the Extreme Heaven Demon God was also dead, with no trace of life left.
This left Lin Fan deeply disappointed.
However, overall, this scheme wasn’t a loss.
He had directly slain three supreme beings, and his cultivation had reached the high tier, with the peak not far off.
With continued effort, reaching the peak wouldn’t be a problem.
Lin Fan looked at the void around him, then shook his head, “Accidentally destroyed it all—how tragic.”
Without hesitation, he vanished into the void, flying into the distance.
What Lin Fan didn’t know was that after he left, a pair of eyes in the void stared in terror at the scene.
The Seven Saints Old Dog, witnessing this, was utterly terrified.
He never expected the Human Emperor to be so formidable, directly causing the deaths of so many supreme beings.
Monstrous, truly monstrous.
He had originally planned to fight Lin Fan to the death, but now the Seven Saints Old Dog vowed never to confront this treacherous Human Emperor until the time was right.
Though the Seven Saints Old Dog had submitted to that mysterious figure, he wouldn’t become someone else’s dog. He was plotting, waiting for the final moment to arrive.
All seven supreme beings had fallen.
Though this news hadn’t spread, many ancient clan Demon Gods sensed the deaths of the Extreme Heaven Demon God and the Demon God of Drought.
Every Demon God and supreme being felt a heavy weight in their hearts.
This was the most severe event to occur in countless epochs.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan traversed the void. There was no reason to stay in that place any longer.
Lin Fan felt his strength was now sufficient to confront the supreme beings head-on.
Constant evasion had made them think he was easy to bully.
But now, Lin Fan felt it was time to show his strength, to suppress everything, and make the supreme beings understand he wasn’t to be trifled with.
In the Profound Yellow World, many human prodigies had emerged, but for them to reach the tenth level of the Divine Heaven Realm—the Eternal Divine Throne—wouldn’t be easy, even in the Profound Yellow World.
He needed to establish a foothold, to ensure humanity’s place in this world.
As Lin Fan pondered this, a familiar aura in the distance caught his attention.
That aura—wasn’t it his cheap master?
If they wanted to survive, they had to convince the Human Emperor.
Unfortunately, judging from the current situation, it was not going to be that simple.
“Ancestor Ten Thousand Jiao, Drought Demon God, what’s the rush? Let’s have a good chat,” Lin Fan floated in front of the two masses of flesh, a smile on his face.
Unexpectedly, two survived. This round wasn’t a loss.
Ancestor Thunder Clan, your sacrifice wasn’t in vain. Your actions proved you stronger than anyone else.
A self-destruction that directly took down six supreme powerhouses—truly formidable.
Hearing this, Ancestor Ten Thousand Jiao and Ancestor Drought were stunned, then let out a piercing roar.
“Human Emperor, we have no enmity between us. Please spare us,” Ancestor Ten Thousand Jiao pleaded. “This was all the idea of Ancestor Thunder Clan; it has nothing to do with us.”
“I am an ancient clan’s Demon God. You cannot kill me. If you spare me, I will let bygones be bygones,” the Drought Demon God begged.
He never imagined things would end up like this.
Had he known, he wouldn’t have come even if beaten to death.
Everything, everything, was caused by that Ancestor Thunder Clan.
“Ah, how pitiful,” Lin Fan sighed, spreading his fingers and grasping the two masses of flesh—the only remnants of the two supreme powerhouses.
Even an ordinary person could kill them now, showing just how devastating that self-destruction was.
Even supreme powerhouses were reduced to this state. Even if Lin Fan’s body had reached the peak of the ancient realm, he might not have withstood it.
Now, Ancestor Ten Thousand Jiao and the Drought Demon God had no resistance left. They knew their lives were in the hands of this Human Emperor.
If they wanted to survive, they had to convince this Human Emperor.
But given the current situation, it didn’t seem so simple.
“Human Emperor, what do you want?” Ancestor Ten Thousand Jiao harbored deep resentment. Once high and mighty, now fallen into the hands of this Human Emperor—how could he bear it?
“Nothing much, just your lives,” Lin Fan chuckled merrily, his smile appearing quite sinister.
“Human Emperor, spare me. I can give you endless wealth and power,” the Drought Demon God truly didn’t want to die. He hadn’t lived enough, hadn’t transcended yet.
Crack!
The moment the Drought Demon God spoke, Lin Fan clenched his fingers, instantly crushing him to dust.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying the Drought Demon God.”
“Ding, cultivation level upgraded.”
“Cultivation: High Ancient Realm.”
In an instant, Lin Fan felt a surge of immense power within him—an invincible force.
His cultivation had improved, and Lin Fan felt exhilarated.
However, the experience required to advance from the High Ancient Realm to the Peak Ancient Realm was vast.
“You…” Ancestor Ten Thousand Jiao, seeing the Human Emperor slay the Drought Demon God, became utterly terrified and begged, “Please, don’t kill me, don’t kill me.”
“When you opposed me, your fate was already sealed—to help me reach the pinnacle,” Lin Fan sneered, exerting a slight force.
Bang!
Ancestor Ten Thousand Jiao’s consciousness was obliterated. From then on, the world would no longer see his presence.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying Ancestor Ten Thousand Jiao.”
“Ding, experience increased…”
A massive amount of experience instantly filled a significant portion of the experience bar, though there was still a long way to go before reaching the Peak Ancient Realm.
But for Lin Fan, this was inconsequential. The Peak Ancient Realm was inevitable. It wouldn’t be long before he reached that level.
What slightly disappointed Lin Fan was that neither Ancestor Ten Thousand Jiao nor the Drought Demon God dropped any treasures. Clearly, during the self-destruction, they had used divine artifacts to resist, which were now completely annihilated.
Not even a single martial art technique was left—truly a pity.
“Two more supreme powerhouses. I wonder if they’re still alive.”
Lin Fan continued his search, but to his slight disappointment, after scouring the area, he still couldn’t find the remaining two supreme powerhouses’ flesh.
Huh!
Just as Lin Fan was about to give up, a red light in the distance caught his attention.
Whoosh!
When Lin Fan flashed over, he couldn’t help but feel regret.
“Too late. Lucifer is already dead,” the mass of flesh was indeed Lucifer, but he too hadn’t survived.
Lin Fan searched further until, in a corner, he found the flesh of the Extreme Heaven Demon God.
But the Extreme Heaven Demon God was also dead, with no trace of life left.
This left Lin Fan quite disappointed.
However, overall, this scheme wasn’t a loss.
Directly slaying three supreme powerhouses, his cultivation had advanced to the High Ancient Realm, and the Peak Ancient Realm wasn’t far off.
With continued effort, reaching the Peak Ancient Realm wouldn’t be a problem.
Lin Fan looked at the void around him and shook his head, “Accidentally reducing it to this state is somewhat tragic.”
Without hesitation, he vanished into the void, flying into the distance.
Unbeknownst to Lin Fan, after he left, a pair of eyes in the void stared in terror at the scene.
The Seven Sages Elder Dog, witnessing this, was utterly terrified.
He never expected the Human Emperor to be so formidable, directly causing the deaths of so many supreme powerhouses.
Monstrous, truly monstrous.
He had initially thought of fighting Lin Fan to the death, but now the Seven Sages Elder Dog vowed never to confront this treacherous Human Emperor until the time was right.
Though the Seven Sages Elder Dog had submitted to that mysterious figure, he wouldn’t become someone else’s dog. He was plotting, waiting for the final moment to arrive.
All seven supreme powerhouses had fallen.
Though this news hadn’t spread, many ancient clan Demon Gods sensed the deaths of the Extreme Heaven Demon God and the Drought Demon God.
Every Demon God and supreme powerhouse felt a heavy weight in their hearts.
This was the most severe event to occur in countless epochs.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan traversed the void. There was no reason to linger in that place anymore.
Lin Fan felt his strength was now sufficient to confront the supreme powerhouses head-on.
Constantly evading had made these supreme powerhouses think he was easy to bully.
Now, Lin Fan felt it was time to demonstrate his power, to suppress all, and make the supreme powerhouses realize he wasn’t to be trifled with.
In the Profound Yellow Realm, many human prodigies had emerged, but for them to reach the Tenth Heavenly Position of the Eternal God Realm would be no easy feat.
He needed to establish a foothold, to ensure humanity’s place in this world.
As Lin Fan pondered this, a familiar aura in the distance caught his attention.
That aura—wasn’t it his cheap master?
“Nothing much. I just want your lives,” Lin Fan laughed joyfully, his smile looking quite sinister.
“Elder Wan Jiao, Demon God of Drought, what’s the rush? Let’s have a good chat,” Lin Fan floated in front of the two masses of flesh, a smile on his face.
Unexpectedly, two survived; this wave wasn’t a loss.
Elder of the Thunder Clan, your sacrifice wasn’t in vain. Your actions proved you stronger than anyone else.
A single self-destruction took down six supreme powerhouses; truly formidable.
Hearing this, Elder Wan Jiao and Elder Drought were dumbfounded, then let out a piercing scream.
“Human Emperor, we bear no grudge, let us go,” pleaded Elder Wan Jiao. “This was all the Thunder Clan Elder’s idea, it has nothing to do with us.”
“I am an ancient Demon God, you cannot kill me. Spare me, and I will let bygones be bygones,” begged the Demon God of Drought.
He never imagined things would end like this.
Had he known, he wouldn’t have come even if beaten to death.
All of this, all of it, was the doing of that Thunder Clan Elder.
“Ah, how pitiful,” Lin Fan spread his fingers, grasping the two masses of flesh, the last remnants of the two supreme powerhouses.
Even an ordinary person could finish them off, showing how devastating the explosion was.
Even supreme powerhouses were blown to such a state; even with Lin Fan’s body at the peak of ancient realm, he might not have withstood it.
Now, Elder Wan Jiao and the Demon God of Drought had no strength left to resist. They knew their lives were in the hands of this Human Emperor.
If they wanted to live, they had to convince this Human Emperor.
But looking at the current situation, it didn’t seem that simple.
“Human Emperor, what do you want?” Elder Wan Jiao was filled with resentment. Once high and mighty, now fallen into the hands of the Human Emperor, how could he endure this?
“Nothing much, just your lives,” Lin Fan laughed cheerfully, his smile looking quite sinister.
“Human Emperor, spare me, I will give you endless wealth and power,” the Demon God of Drought truly didn’t want to die. He hadn’t lived enough, hadn’t transcended yet.
Crack!
At the moment the Demon God of Drought spoke, Lin Fan clenched his fingers, instantly crushing him to pieces.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying the Demon God of Drought.”
“Ding, cultivation level upgraded.”
“Cultivation: Ancient Realm High Tier.”
In an instant, Lin Fan felt a surge of immense power within him, an invincible force.
His cultivation had improved, which pleased Lin Fan greatly.
However, the experience needed to advance from Ancient Realm High Tier to the peak was vast.
“You…” Elder Wan Jiao, seeing the Human Emperor slay the Demon God of Drought, became terrified and begged, “Please, don’t kill me, don’t kill me.”
“When you opposed me, your fate was already sealed—to help me reach the pinnacle,” Lin Fan sneered, exerting a slight force.
Bang!
Elder Wan Jiao’s consciousness was obliterated; from now on, there would be no trace of him in the world.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying Elder Wan Jiao.”
“Ding, experience increased…”
A massive amount of experience instantly filled the experience bar halfway, but there was still a long way to go to reach the peak.
But for Lin Fan, this was inconsequential. Reaching the peak was inevitable; it wouldn’t be long before he achieved it.
What slightly disappointed Lin Fan was that neither Elder Wan Jiao nor the Demon God of Drought dropped any items. Clearly, in the self-destruction, they used divine artifacts to withstand the Thunder Clan Elder’s explosion, resulting in their complete annihilation.
Not even a single martial art technique was left, which was a great pity.
“There are still two supreme powerhouses; I wonder if they survived.”
Lin Fan continued searching, but to his slight disappointment, after a thorough search, he still couldn’t find the remains of the other two supreme powerhouses.
Huh!
Just as Lin Fan was about to give up, a red light in the distance caught his attention.
Whoosh!
When Lin Fan flashed over, he felt regret.
“Too late, Lucifer is already dead.” This mass of flesh was indeed Lucifer, but he hadn’t survived either.
Lin Fan searched again until, in a corner, he found the flesh of the Supreme Demon God.
But the Supreme Demon God was also dead, with no trace of life left.
This greatly disappointed Lin Fan.
However, overall, this scheme wasn’t a loss.
Directly slaying three supreme powerhouses, his cultivation had reached the high tier, and the peak was within reach.
As long as he worked hard, reaching the peak wouldn’t be a problem.
Lin Fan looked at the void space, then shook his head, “Accidentally destroyed it to this extent; it’s quite tragic.”
Without hesitation, he vanished into the void, flying into the distance.
Unbeknownst to Lin Fan, after he left.
In the void, a pair of eyes stared in horror at the scene.
The Seven Saints Elder, seeing this, was utterly terrified.
He never expected the Human Emperor to be so formidable, directly causing the deaths of so many supreme powerhouses.
Monstrous, truly monstrous.
He had initially thought of fighting Lin Fan to the death, but now the Seven Saints Elder vowed not to confront this treacherous Human Emperor until the time was right.
Although the Seven Saints Elder had submitted to the mysterious figure, he wouldn’t become someone else’s dog. He was plotting, waiting for the final moment.
All seven supreme powerhouses had fallen.
This event hadn’t spread yet.
But many ancient Demon Gods had sensed the fall of the Supreme Demon God and the Demon God of Drought.
Every Demon God and supreme powerhouse felt a heavy weight in their hearts.
This was the most severe incident in countless epochs.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan traversed the void; there was no reason to linger in that place.
Lin Fan felt his strength was now sufficient to confront the supreme powerhouses.
Constant evasion had made these supreme powerhouses think he was easy to bully.
Now, Lin Fan felt it was time to display his strength, to suppress everything, and make the supreme powerhouses realize he wasn’t to be trifled with.
In the Profound Yellow Realm, many human prodigies had emerged, but for them to reach the tenth level of the Divine Heaven Position, the Eternal Divine Position, wouldn’t be easy even in the Profound Yellow Realm.
He needed to establish a foothold, to root humanity in this world.
As Lin Fan pondered these thoughts, a familiar aura in the distance caught his attention.
This aura, wasn’t it his cheap master?
Crack!
“Ancestor Ten Thousand Jiao, Drought Demon God, why the rush? Let’s have a good chat,” Lin Fan floated before two masses of flesh, a smile on his face.
Unexpectedly, two survived; this round wasn’t a loss.
Ancestor Thunder Clan, your sacrifice wasn’t in vain. Your actions proved you stronger than anyone else.
A self-detonation that took down six supreme beings—truly formidable.
Hearing this, Ancestor Ten Thousand Jiao and Ancestor Drought were stunned, then let out desperate screams.
“Human Emperor, we have no grievances. Let us go,” pleaded Ancestor Ten Thousand Jiao. “This was all the idea of Ancestor Thunder Clan, not us.”
“I am an Ancient Clan Demon God, you cannot kill me. Spare me, and I will let bygones be bygones,” begged the Drought Demon God.
He never imagined things would end like this.
Had he known, he wouldn’t have come, even if beaten to death.
All of this, all of it, was the doing of that Ancestor Thunder Clan.
“Ah, what a pity,” Lin Fan spread his fingers, grasping the two masses of flesh—the last remnants of the two supreme beings.
Even an ordinary person could finish them off, showing how devastating the explosion was.
Even supreme beings were reduced to this state. Even with Lin Fan’s body at the peak of the Ancient Realm, he might not have withstood it.
Now, Ancestor Ten Thousand Jiao and the Drought Demon God had no resistance left. They knew their lives were in the hands of this Human Emperor.
To survive, they had to convince him.
But judging by the current situation, it wouldn’t be that simple.
“Human Emperor, what do you want?” Ancestor Ten Thousand Jiao harbored deep resentment. Once high and mighty, now at the mercy of the Human Emperor—how could he bear it?
“Nothing much, just your lives,” Lin Fan laughed cheerfully, his smile sinister.
“Human Emperor, spare me, and I will grant you endless wealth and power,” the Drought Demon God truly didn’t want to die. He hadn’t lived enough, hadn’t transcended yet.
Crack!
The moment the Drought Demon God spoke, Lin Fan clenched his fingers, instantly crushing him to dust.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying the Drought Demon God.”
“Ding, cultivation level upgraded.”
“Cultivation: Ancient Realm High Tier.”
In an instant, Lin Fan felt a surge of immense power within him—an invincible force.
The upgrade in cultivation pleased him greatly.
However, the experience needed to advance from High Tier to the peak of the Ancient Realm was vast.
“You…” Ancestor Ten Thousand Jiao, seeing the Human Emperor slay the Drought Demon God, became terrified and begged, “Please, don’t kill me, don’t kill me.”
“When you opposed me, your fate was sealed—to help me reach the pinnacle,” Lin Fan sneered, applying a slight force.
Bang!
Ancestor Ten Thousand Jiao’s spirit was obliterated. From this day forth, he would no longer exist in the world.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying Ancestor Ten Thousand Jiao.”
“Ding, experience increased…”
A massive amount of experience instantly filled half the bar, but there was still a long way to the peak of the Ancient Realm.
But for Lin Fan, it didn’t matter. Reaching the peak was inevitable; it wouldn’t be long before he achieved it.
What slightly disappointed Lin Fan was that neither Ancestor Ten Thousand Jiao nor the Drought Demon God dropped any treasures. Clearly, during the self-detonation, they used divine artifacts to withstand the explosion, which were all destroyed.
Not even a single martial art technique was left—truly a pity.
“There are still two supreme beings. I wonder if they survived.”
Lin Fan continued his search, but to his slight disappointment, after a thorough search, he found no trace of the remaining two supreme beings.
Huh!
Just as Lin Fan was about to give up, a red light in the distance caught his attention.
Whoosh!
When Lin Fan flashed over, he felt regret.
“Too late, Lucifer is already dead.” This mass of flesh was indeed Lucifer, but he too hadn’t survived.
Lin Fan searched further until, in a corner, he found the flesh of the Extreme Heaven Demon God.
But the Extreme Heaven Demon God was also dead, with no trace of life left.
This disappointed Lin Fan greatly.
However, overall, this scheme wasn’t a loss.
Three supreme beings were slain, and his cultivation reached High Tier, with the peak not far off.
With continued effort, reaching the peak wouldn’t be a problem.
Lin Fan looked at the void around him and shook his head, “Accidentally destroyed it all—quite tragic.”
Without hesitation, he vanished into the void, flying into the distance.
Unbeknownst to Lin Fan, after he left, a pair of eyes in the void stared in horror at the scene.
The Seven Sages old dog, witnessing this, was utterly terrified.
He never expected the Human Emperor to be so formidable, directly causing the deaths of so many supreme beings.
Monstrous, truly monstrous.
He had initially thought of fighting Lin Fan to the death, but now the Seven Sages old dog vowed never to confront this treacherous Human Emperor until the time was right.
Though the Seven Sages old dog had submitted to that mysterious figure, he wouldn’t become someone else’s dog. He was plotting, waiting for the final moment to arrive.
All seven supreme beings had fallen.
Though this news hadn’t spread, many Ancient Clan Demon Gods sensed the deaths of the Extreme Heaven Demon God and the Drought Demon God.
Every Demon God and supreme being felt a heavy weight in their hearts.
This was the most severe event to occur in countless epochs.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan traversed the void; there was no reason to linger in that place.
He felt his strength was now sufficient to confront the supreme beings head-on.
Constant evasion had made these supreme beings think he was easy to bully.
Now, Lin Fan felt it was time to display his power, to suppress all, and make the supreme beings understand he wasn’t to be trifled with.
In the Profound Yellow World, many human prodigies had emerged, but for them to reach the Tenth Heavenly Layer of the Eternal Divine Throne was no easy feat, even in the Profound Yellow World.
He needed to establish a foothold, to secure humanity’s place in this world.
As Lin Fan pondered these thoughts, a familiar aura in the distance caught his attention.
That aura—wasn’t it his cheap master?
“Ancestor Wan Jiao, Demon God of Drought, why the rush? Let’s have a good chat,” Lin Fan floated before two masses of flesh, a smile on his face.
Unexpectedly, two survived; this round wasn’t a loss after all.
Ancestor of the Thunder Clan, your sacrifice wasn’t in vain. Your actions proved you stronger than anyone else.
A single self-destruction took down six supreme beings, truly formidable.
Hearing this, Ancestor Wan Jiao and Demon God of Drought were stunned, then let out desperate screams.
“Human Emperor, we bear no grudge against you, let us go,” pleaded Ancestor Wan Jiao. “This was all the Thunder Clan Ancestor’s doing, we had no part in it.”
“I am an ancient clan demon god, you cannot kill me. Spare me, and I will let bygones be bygones,” begged the Demon God of Drought.
He never imagined things would end like this.
Had he known, he wouldn’t have come, even if beaten to death.
Everything, everything, was the doing of that Thunder Clan Ancestor.
“Ah, what a pity,” Lin Fan spread his fingers, grasping the two masses of flesh, the last remnants of the two supreme beings.
Even an ordinary person could finish them off, showing how devastating the self-destruction was.
Even supreme beings were reduced to this state. Even if Lin Fan’s body had reached the peak of the ancient realm, he might not have withstood it.
Now, Ancestor Wan Jiao and the Demon God of Drought had no resistance left. They knew their lives were in the hands of the Human Emperor.
To survive, they had to persuade the Human Emperor.
But given the current situation, it seemed far from simple.
“Human Emperor, what do you want?” Ancestor Wan Jiao harbored deep resentment. Once high and mighty, now fallen into the hands of the Human Emperor, how could he bear it?
“Nothing much, just your lives,” Lin Fan laughed joyfully, his smile sinister.
“Human Emperor, spare me, I will give you endless wealth and power,” the Demon God of Drought truly didn’t want to die. He hadn’t lived enough, hadn’t transcended yet.
Crack!
The moment the Demon God of Drought spoke, Lin Fan clenched his fingers, instantly crushing him to dust.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying the Demon God of Drought.”
“Ding, cultivation level upgraded.”
“Cultivation: Ancient Realm High Tier.”
In an instant, Lin Fan felt a surge of immense power within him, an invincible force.
The upgrade in cultivation pleased Lin Fan greatly.
However, the experience needed to advance from the Ancient Realm High Tier to the Peak was vast.
“You…” Ancestor Wan Jiao, seeing the Human Emperor slay the Demon God of Drought, became terrified, then pleaded, “Please, don’t kill me, don’t kill me.”
“When you opposed me, your fate was sealed—to help me reach the peak,” Lin Fan sneered, exerting a slight force.
Bang!
Ancestor Wan Jiao’s spirit was obliterated; from now on, the world would know him no more.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying Ancestor Wan Jiao.”
“Ding, experience increased…”
A vast amount of experience instantly filled a significant portion of the experience bar, though reaching the Peak was still a long way off.
But for Lin Fan, it didn’t matter. The Peak was inevitable; it wouldn’t be long before he reached that level.
What slightly disappointed Lin Fan was that neither Ancestor Wan Jiao nor the Demon God of Drought dropped any items. Clearly, in the self-destruction, they used divine artifacts to withstand the Thunder Clan Ancestor’s blast, resulting in their complete annihilation.
Not even a single martial art technique was left, a great pity.
“Two more supreme beings, I wonder if they survived.”
Lin Fan continued searching, but to his slight disappointment, after a thorough search, he found no trace of the remaining two supreme beings’ flesh.
Huh!
Just as Lin Fan was about to give up, a red light ahead caught his attention.
Whoosh!
When Lin Fan flashed over, he couldn’t help but feel regret.
“Too late, Lucifer is already dead.” This mass of flesh was indeed Lucifer, but he too hadn’t survived.
Lin Fan searched again, finally finding the flesh of the Extreme Heaven Demon God in a corner.
But the Extreme Heaven Demon God was also dead, with no trace of life left.
This greatly disappointed Lin Fan.
However, overall, the scheme he executed wasn’t a loss.
Directly slaying three supreme beings, his cultivation upgraded to the High Tier, and the Peak was within reach.
With continued effort, reaching the Peak wouldn’t be a problem.
Lin Fan looked at the void space, then shook his head, “Accidentally destroying it to this extent, it’s somewhat tragic.”
Without hesitation, he plunged into the void, flying towards the distance.
Unbeknownst to Lin Fan, after he left.
In the void, a pair of eyes watched the scene in terror.
The Seven Saints old dog, seeing this, was scared out of his wits.
He never expected the Human Emperor to be so formidable, directly causing the deaths of so many supreme beings.
Monstrous, truly monstrous.
He had thought of fighting Lin Fan to the death, but now the Seven Saints old dog vowed not to confront the cunning Human Emperor until the time was right.
Though the Seven Saints old dog had submitted to the mysterious figure, he wouldn’t become someone else’s dog. He was plotting, waiting for the final moment.
All seven supreme beings had fallen.
Though this event hadn’t spread.
The ancient clan demon gods sensed the fall of the Extreme Heaven Demon God and the Demon God of Drought.
Every demon god and supreme being felt a heavy weight.
This was the most severe incident in countless eons.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan traversed the void; there was no reason to linger in that place.
Lin Fan felt his strength was now sufficient to confront the supreme beings.
Constant evasion had made the supreme beings think he was easy to bully.
Now, Lin Fan felt it was time to display his strength, to suppress all, and make the supreme beings understand he wasn’t to be trifled with.
In the Profound Yellow World, many human prodigies had emerged, but for them to reach the Tenth Heaven Eternal Divine Throne, it wouldn’t be easy, even in the Profound Yellow World.
They must establish a foothold, to root humanity in this world.
As Lin Fan pondered these, a familiar aura in the distance caught his attention.
This aura, wasn’t it that cheap master of his?
“Ding, cultivation level upgraded.”
“Cultivation level: High Tier of the Ancient Realm.”
In an instant, Lin Fan felt a powerful force surging within him. This was the power of invincibility.
His cultivation had improved, which made Lin Fan feel very pleased.
However, the experience required to advance from High Tier of the Ancient Realm to the peak of the Ancient Realm was immense.
“Elder Wan Jiao, Demon God of Drought, what’s the rush? Let’s have a good chat,” Lin Fan floated in front of the two masses of flesh, a smile on his face.
He hadn’t expected two to survive; this round wasn’t a loss.
Elder of the Thunder Clan, your sacrifice wasn’t in vain. Your actions proved you stronger than anyone else.
A single self-destruction took down six supreme beings; truly formidable.
Hearing this, Elder Wan Jiao and Elder Drought were stunned, then let out desperate screams.
“Human Emperor, we bear no grudge against you, spare us,” pleaded Elder Wan Jiao. “This was all the Thunder Clan Elder’s idea, it has nothing to do with us.”
“I am an ancient Demon God, you cannot kill me. Spare me, and I will let bygones be bygones,” begged the Demon God of Drought.
He never imagined things would end like this.
Had he known, he wouldn’t have come even if beaten to death.
It was all that Thunder Clan Elder’s doing.
“Ah, how pitiful,” Lin Fan spread his fingers, grasping the two masses of flesh, the last remnants of the two supreme beings.
Even an ordinary person could finish them off, showing how devastating the explosion was.
Even supreme beings were reduced to this state. Even with Lin Fan’s body reaching the peak of the ancient realm, he might not have withstood it.
Now, Elder Wan Jiao and the Demon God of Drought had no resistance left. They knew their lives were in the hands of the Human Emperor.
To survive, they had to convince the Human Emperor.
But given the current situation, it didn’t seem simple.
“Human Emperor, what do you want?” Elder Wan Jiao was filled with resentment. Once high and mighty, now fallen into the hands of the Human Emperor, how could he endure it?
“Nothing much, just your lives,” Lin Fan laughed merrily, his smile sinister.
“Human Emperor, spare me, I will give you endless wealth and power,” the Demon God of Drought truly didn’t want to die. He hadn’t lived enough, hadn’t transcended.
Crack!
The moment the Demon God of Drought spoke, Lin Fan clenched his fingers, instantly crushing him.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying the Demon God of Drought.”
“Ding, cultivation level upgraded.”
“Cultivation: High Ancient Realm.”
In an instant, Lin Fan felt a surge of immense power within him, an invincible force.
The upgrade in cultivation pleased Lin Fan greatly.
However, the experience required to advance from the High Ancient Realm to the Peak Realm was vast.
“You…” Elder Wan Jiao, seeing the Human Emperor slay the Demon God of Drought, became terrified, then pleaded, “Please, don’t kill me, don’t kill me.”
“When you opposed me, your fate was sealed—to help me reach the pinnacle,” Lin Fan sneered, exerting a slight force.
Bang!
Elder Wan Jiao’s consciousness was obliterated. From then on, the world would no longer see his presence.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying Elder Wan Jiao.”
“Ding, experience increased…”
A massive amount of experience instantly filled the bar halfway, but the journey to the Peak Realm was still long.
But for Lin Fan, it didn’t matter. The Peak Realm was inevitable; it wouldn’t be long before he reached it.
What slightly disappointed Lin Fan was that neither Elder Wan Jiao nor Elder Drought dropped any items. Clearly, in the self-destruction, they used divine artifacts to withstand the Thunder Clan Elder’s explosion, ultimately turning to ash.
Not even a single martial art technique was left; it was a pity.
“Two more supreme beings, I wonder if they’re still alive.”
Lin Fan continued searching, but to his slight disappointment, after a thorough search, he found no trace of the remaining two supreme beings.
Huh!
Just as Lin Fan was about to give up, a red light ahead caught his attention.
Whoosh!
When Lin Fan flashed over, he felt regret.
“Too late, Lucifer is already dead.” The mass of flesh was indeed Lucifer, but he too couldn’t hold on.
Lin Fan searched again, finally finding the flesh of the Demon God of Extreme Heaven in a corner.
But the Demon God of Extreme Heaven was also dead, with no trace of life.
This greatly disappointed Lin Fan.
However, overall, this scheme wasn’t a loss.
Directly slaying three supreme beings, his cultivation reached the High Realm, and the Peak Realm wasn’t far off.
With continued effort, reaching the Peak Realm wouldn’t be an issue.
Lin Fan looked at the void space, then shook his head, “Accidentally destroyed it to this extent, quite tragic.”
Without hesitation, he vanished into the void, flying into the distance.
Unbeknownst to Lin Fan, after he left, a pair of eyes in the void stared in horror at the scene.
The Seven Saints Elder, witnessing this, was utterly terrified.
He never expected the Human Emperor to be so formidable, directly causing the deaths of so many supreme beings.
Monstrous, truly monstrous.
He had initially thought of fighting Lin Fan to the death, but now the Seven Saints Elder vowed not to confront this treacherous Human Emperor until the time was right.
Though the Seven Saints Elder had submitted to the mysterious figure, he wouldn’t become someone else’s dog. He was plotting, waiting for the final moment.
All seven supreme beings had fallen.
Though the news hadn’t spread, many ancient Demon Gods sensed the deaths of the Demon God of Extreme Heaven and the Demon God of Drought.
Every Demon God and supreme being felt a heavy weight.
This was the most severe event in countless epochs.
Meanwhile, Lin Fan traversed the void; there was no reason to linger in that place.
Lin Fan felt his strength was now sufficient to confront the supreme beings.
Constant evasion had made them think he was easy to bully.
Now, Lin Fan felt it was time to display his power, to suppress all, and make the supreme beings realize he wasn’t to be trifled with.
In the Profound Yellow World, many human prodigies had emerged, but for them to reach the Tenth Heavenly Rank, the Eternal Divine Realm, wouldn’t be easy even in the Profound Yellow World.
He needed to establish a foothold, to root humanity in this world.
As Lin Fan pondered this, a familiar aura in the distance caught his attention.
That aura, wasn’t it his nominal master?
“When you opposed this Emperor, your fate was already sealed—to help this Emperor reach the peak,” Lin Fan sneered coldly and slightly tightened his grip.
Bang!
“Ancestor Wan Jiao, Demon God of Drought, why the rush? Let’s have a good chat,” Lin Fan floated in front of two masses of flesh, a smile on his face.
Unexpectedly, two survived; this wave wasn’t a loss.
Ancestor of the Thunder Clan, your sacrifice wasn’t in vain. With your actions, you’ve proven yourself stronger than anyone else.
A single self-destruction took down six supreme beings; truly, immensely powerful.
Hearing this, Ancestor Wan Jiao and Ancestor Han Tian were dumbfounded, then let out even more desperate roars.
“Human Emperor, we have no enmity between us, spare us,” Ancestor Wan Jiao pleaded. “This was all the Thunder Clan Ancestor’s idea, it has nothing to do with us.”
“I am an ancient demon god, you cannot kill me. Spare me, and I will let bygones be bygones,” Demon God Han Tian begged.
He never imagined the situation would turn out like this.
Had he known, he wouldn’t have come even if beaten to death.
Everything, everything, was the doing of that Thunder Clan Ancestor.
“Ah, how pitiful,” Lin Fan spread his fingers, grasping the two masses of flesh, the last remnants of the two supreme beings.
Even an ordinary person could finish them off, showing just how ferocious that self-destruction was.
Even supreme beings were blasted to such a state; even if Lin Fan’s body had reached the peak of the ancient realm, it might not have withstood it.
Now, Ancestor Wan Jiao and Demon God Han Tian had no means of resistance left. They understood their lives were in the hands of the Human Emperor.
If they wanted to live, they had to convince the Human Emperor.
But looking at the current situation, it seemed far from simple.
“Human Emperor, what do you want?” Ancestor Wan Jiao harbored deep resentment. Once high and mighty, now fallen into the hands of the Human Emperor, how could he endure it?
“Nothing much, just your lives,” Lin Fan laughed merrily, his smile appearing quite sinister.
“Human Emperor, spare me, I will grant you endless wealth and power,” Demon God Han Tian truly didn’t want to die. He hadn’t lived enough, hadn’t transcended yet.
Crack!
The moment Demon God Han Tian spoke, Lin Fan clenched his fist, instantly crushing him to dust.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying Demon God Han Tian.”
“Ding, cultivation level upgraded.”
“Cultivation: High Ancient Realm.”
In an instant, Lin Fan felt a surge of immense power within him, an invincible force.
His cultivation had advanced, which pleased Lin Fan greatly.
However, the experience required to progress from the high ancient realm to the peak was vast.
“You…” Seeing the Human Emperor slay Demon God Han Tian, Ancestor Wan Jiao’s tone turned to sheer terror, then he pleaded, “Please, don’t kill me, don’t kill me.”
“When you opposed me, your fate was already sealed—to help me reach the pinnacle,” Lin Fan sneered, exerting a slight force.
Bang!
Ancestor Wan Jiao’s spirit was obliterated; from then on, the world would know him no more.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying Ancestor Wan Jiao.”
“Ding, experience increased…”
A massive amount of experience instantly filled half the bar, but there was still a long way to the peak ancient realm.
But for Lin Fan, it didn’t matter. The peak ancient realm was inevitable; it wouldn’t be long before he reached it.
What slightly disappointed Lin Fan was that neither Ancestor Wan Jiao nor Demon God Han Tian dropped any items. Clearly, in the self-destruction, they used divine artifacts to resist, ultimately turning to ash.
Not even a single martial art technique was left, which was a great pity.
“Two more supreme beings, I wonder if they’re still alive.”
Lin Fan continued his search, but to his slight disappointment, after a thorough search, he still couldn’t find the remains of the other two supreme beings.
Huh!
Just as Lin Fan was about to give up, a red light ahead caught his attention.
Whoosh!
When Lin Fan flashed over, he felt regret.
“Too late, Lucifer is already dead.” This mass of flesh was indeed Lucifer, but he too hadn’t survived.
Lin Fan searched further until, in a corner, he found the remains of Demon God Ji Tian.
But Demon God Ji Tian was also dead, with no trace of life left.
This greatly disappointed Lin Fan.
But overall, this scheme wasn’t a loss.
He had directly slain three supreme beings, advanced to the high ancient realm, and was close to the peak.
With continued effort, reaching the peak ancient realm wouldn’t be a problem.
Lin Fan looked at the void space, then shook his head, “Accidentally destroyed it to this extent, quite tragic indeed.”
Without hesitation, he vanished into the void, flying into the distance.
Unbeknownst to Lin Fan, after he left.
In the void, a pair of eyes stared in horror at the scene.
The Seven Sages Elder Dog, witnessing this, was utterly terrified.
He never expected the Human Emperor to be so formidable, directly causing the deaths of so many supreme beings.
Monstrous, truly monstrous.
He had initially thought to fight Lin Fan to the death, but now the Seven Sages Elder Dog vowed not to confront this treacherous Human Emperor until the time was right.
Though he had submitted to the mysterious figure, he wouldn’t become someone else’s dog. He was plotting, waiting for the final moment to arrive.
All seven supreme beings had fallen.
Though the news hadn’t spread.
Many ancient demon gods had sensed the fall of Demon God Ji Tian and Demon God Han Tian.
Every demon god and supreme being felt a heavy weight in their hearts.
This was the most severe event in countless epochs.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan traversed the void; there was no reason to linger in that place.
Lin Fan felt his strength was now sufficient to confront the supreme beings.
Constant evasion had made these supreme beings think he was easy to bully.
Now, Lin Fan felt it was time to demonstrate his power, to suppress all, and make the supreme beings understand he wasn’t to be trifled with.
In the Profound Yellow World, many human prodigies had emerged, but for them to reach the tenth level of the Divine Heaven Position, the Eternal Divine Position, wouldn’t be easy even in the Profound Yellow World.
He needed to establish a foothold, to root humanity in this world.
As Lin Fan pondered these thoughts, a familiar aura in the distance caught his attention.
That aura, wasn’t it his nominal master?
“Ancestor of Ten Thousand Serpents, Demon God of Drought, why the rush? Let’s have a good chat,” Lin Fan floated before two masses of flesh, a smile on his face.
Unexpectedly, two survived; this wave wasn’t a loss.
Ancestor of the Thunder Clan, your sacrifice wasn’t in vain; your actions proved you stronger than anyone else.
A single self-destruction took down six supreme powerhouses; truly formidable.
Hearing this, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Serpents and the Demon God of Drought were stunned, then let out desperate screams.
“Human Emperor, we have no grievances; spare us,” pleaded the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Serpents. “This was all the Ancestor of Thunder Clan’s doing; we had no part in it.”
“I am an ancient Demon God; you cannot kill me. Spare me, and I will let bygones be bygones,” begged the Demon God of Drought.
He never imagined things would end like this.
Had he known, he wouldn’t have come even if beaten to death.
All of this, all of it, was the doing of that Ancestor of Thunder Clan.
“Ah, how pitiful,” Lin Fan spread his fingers, grasping the two masses of flesh, the last remnants of the two supreme powerhouses.
Even an ordinary person could kill them now, showing how devastating the self-destruction was.
Even supreme powerhouses were reduced to this state; even Lin Fan’s body, at the peak of the ancient realm, might not have withstood it.
Now, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Serpents and the Demon God of Drought had no resistance left; they knew their lives were in the hands of the Human Emperor.
If they wanted to live, they had to convince the Human Emperor.
But given the current situation, it didn’t seem so simple.
“Human Emperor, what do you want?” The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Serpents was filled with resentment. Once high and mighty, now fallen into the hands of the Human Emperor—how could he bear it?
“Nothing much, just your lives,” Lin Fan laughed cheerfully, his smile sinister.
“Human Emperor, spare me, and I will grant you endless wealth and power,” the Demon God of Drought truly didn’t want to die. He hadn’t lived enough, hadn’t transcended yet.
Crack!
The moment the Demon God of Drought spoke, Lin Fan clenched his fingers, instantly crushing him to dust.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying the Demon God of Drought.”
“Ding, cultivation level upgraded.”
“Cultivation: High Ancient Realm.”
In an instant, Lin Fan felt a surge of immense power within him—an invincible force.
The upgrade in cultivation pleased Lin Fan greatly.
However, the experience needed to advance from the high ancient realm to the peak was vast.
“You…” The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Serpents, seeing the Human Emperor slay the Demon God of Drought, became terrified and pleaded, “Please, don’t kill me, don’t kill me.”
“When you opposed me, your fate was sealed—to help me reach the peak,” Lin Fan sneered, exerting a slight force.
Bang!
The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Serpents’ consciousness was obliterated; from now on, he would no longer exist in the world.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Serpents.”
“Ding, experience increased…”
A vast amount of experience instantly filled a significant portion of the experience bar, but there was still a long way to the peak ancient realm.
But for Lin Fan, it didn’t matter. The peak ancient realm was inevitable; it wouldn’t be long before he reached it.
What slightly disappointed Lin Fan was that neither the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Serpents nor the Demon God of Drought dropped any treasures. Clearly, in the self-destruction, they used divine artifacts to withstand the Ancestor of Thunder Clan’s explosion, ultimately turning to ash.
Not even a single martial art technique was left; it was truly a pity.
“Two more supreme powerhouses; I wonder if they’re still alive.”
Lin Fan continued searching, but to his slight disappointment, after a thorough search, he still couldn’t find the remaining two supreme powerhouses’ flesh.
Huh!
Just as Lin Fan was about to give up, a red light in the distance caught his attention.
Whoosh!
When Lin Fan flashed over, he felt regret.
“Too late; Lucifer is already dead.” This mass of flesh was indeed Lucifer, but he hadn’t survived either.
Lin Fan searched again until, in a corner, he found the flesh of the Demon God of Extreme Heaven.
But the Demon God of Extreme Heaven was also dead, with no trace of life left.
This greatly disappointed Lin Fan.
However, overall, this scheme wasn’t a loss.
Directly slaying three supreme powerhouses, his cultivation had risen to the high ancient realm, and the peak wasn’t far off.
With continued effort, reaching the peak ancient realm wouldn’t be a problem.
Lin Fan looked at the void space, then shook his head, “Accidentally destroying it like this is somewhat tragic.”
Without hesitation, he vanished into the void, flying into the distance.
Unbeknownst to Lin Fan, after he left.
In the void, a pair of eyes stared in terror at the scene.
The Seven Saints Old Dog, seeing this, was utterly terrified.
He never expected the Human Emperor to be so formidable, directly causing the deaths of so many supreme powerhouses.
Monstrous, truly monstrous.
He had initially planned to fight Lin Fan to the death, but now the Seven Saints Old Dog swore that until the situation was favorable, he would never risk his life against this treacherous Human Emperor.
Though the Seven Saints Old Dog had submitted to the mysterious figure, he wouldn’t become someone else’s dog. He was plotting, waiting for the final moment to arrive.
All seven supreme powerhouses had fallen.
Though this news hadn’t spread.
The ancient Demon Gods and supreme powerhouses could sense the deaths of the Demon God of Extreme Heaven and the Demon God of Drought.
Every Demon God and supreme powerhouse felt a heavy weight.
This was the most severe event in countless epochs.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan traversed the void; there was no reason to stay in that place.
Lin Fan felt his strength was now sufficient to confront the supreme powerhouses.
Constant evasion had made them think he was easy to bully.
Now, Lin Fan felt it was time to show his strength, to suppress all, and make the supreme powerhouses understand he wasn’t to be trifled with.
In the Profound Yellow World, many human prodigies had emerged, but for them to reach the tenth level of the Divine Heaven Realm, the Eternal Divine Throne, wouldn’t be easy even in the Profound Yellow World.
He needed to establish a foothold, to anchor humanity in this world.
As Lin Fan pondered this, a familiar aura in the distance caught his attention.
This aura—wasn’t it that cheap master of his?
“Ding, experience increased…”
A massive amount of experience instantly filled a large portion of his experience bar, but there was still a long way to go before reaching the peak of the Ancient Realm.
However, to Lin Fan, all of this was irrelevant. Reaching the peak of the Ancient Realm was inevitable. It wouldn’t be long before he achieved this level.
“Ancestor Ten Thousand Dragons, Demon God of Drought, why the rush? Let’s have a good chat,” Lin Fan floated in front of two masses of flesh, a smile on his face.
Unexpectedly, two survived; this round wasn’t a loss.
Ancestor of the Thunder Clan, your sacrifice wasn’t in vain. Your actions proved you stronger than anyone else.
A single self-destruction took down six supreme beings—truly formidable.
Hearing this, Ancestor Ten Thousand Dragons and Demon God of Drought were stunned, then let out desperate screams.
“Human Emperor, we bear no grudge against you. Let us go,” pleaded Ancestor Ten Thousand Dragons. “This was all the Thunder Clan Ancestor’s doing; we had no part in it.”
“I am an ancient Demon God; you cannot kill me. Spare me, and I will let bygones be bygones,” begged the Demon God of Drought.
He never imagined things would end like this.
Had he known, he wouldn’t have come, even if beaten to death.
All of this was the doing of that Thunder Clan Ancestor.
“Ah, what a pity,” Lin Fan sighed, his five fingers spreading to grasp the two masses of flesh—the last remnants of the two supreme beings.
Even an ordinary person could finish them off, showing just how devastating the self-destruction had been.
Even supreme beings were reduced to this state. Even if Lin Fan’s body had reached the peak of the Ancient Realm, he might not have withstood it.
Now, Ancestor Ten Thousand Dragons and Demon God of Drought had no strength left to resist. They knew their lives were in the hands of the Human Emperor.
If they wanted to live, they had to convince him.
But given the current situation, it didn’t seem likely.
“Human Emperor, what do you want?” Ancestor Ten Thousand Dragons seethed with resentment. Once high and mighty, now he had fallen into the hands of the Human Emperor—how could he endure this?
“Nothing much, just your lives,” Lin Fan chuckled gleefully, his smile sinister.
“Human Emperor, spare me. I will grant you endless wealth and power,” pleaded the Demon God of Drought, truly unwilling to die. He hadn’t lived enough, hadn’t transcended yet.
Crack!
The moment the Demon God of Drought spoke, Lin Fan clenched his fingers, instantly crushing him to dust.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying the Demon God of Drought.”
“Ding, cultivation level upgraded.”
“Cultivation: High Ancient Realm.”
In an instant, Lin Fan felt a surge of immense power within him—an invincible force.
His cultivation had improved, and Lin Fan felt exhilarated.
However, the experience required to advance from the High Ancient Realm to the Peak Realm was astronomical.
“You…” Ancestor Ten Thousand Dragons, seeing the Human Emperor slay the Demon God of Drought, became terrified and begged, “Please, don’t kill me. Spare me.”
“When you opposed me, your fate was sealed—to help me reach the pinnacle,” Lin Fan sneered, exerting a slight force.
Bang!
Ancestor Ten Thousand Dragons’ spirit was obliterated. From this day forward, he would no longer exist in the world.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying Ancestor Ten Thousand Dragons.”
“Ding, experience gained…”
A massive amount of experience instantly filled a significant portion of the bar, though reaching the Peak Realm was still a long way off.
But for Lin Fan, it didn’t matter. The Peak Realm was inevitable; it wouldn’t be long before he reached it.
The only slight disappointment was that neither Ancestor Ten Thousand Dragons nor the Demon God of Drought dropped any treasures. Clearly, during the self-destruction, they had used divine artifacts to withstand the Thunder Clan Ancestor’s explosion, and everything was reduced to ashes.
Not even a single martial technique remained—truly a pity.
“Two more supreme beings—I wonder if they’re still alive.”
Lin Fan continued searching, but to his slight disappointment, after scouring the area, he found no trace of the remaining two supreme beings.
Huh!
Just as Lin Fan was about to give up, a red light in the distance caught his attention.
Whoosh!
When Lin Fan flashed over, he felt regret.
“Too late. Lucifer is already dead.” The mass of flesh was indeed Lucifer, but he hadn’t survived either.
Lin Fan searched further until, in a corner, he found the flesh of the Extreme Heaven Demon God.
But the Extreme Heaven Demon God was also dead, with no trace of life left.
This left Lin Fan deeply disappointed.
Overall, though, the scheme he had executed wasn’t a loss.
He had directly slain three supreme beings, advanced to the High Ancient Realm, and was close to the Peak Realm.
With continued effort, reaching the Peak Realm wouldn’t be a problem.
Lin Fan looked at the void around him and shook his head. “Accidentally reducing it to this state—what a tragedy.”
Without hesitation, he vanished into the void, flying into the distance.
Unbeknownst to Lin Fan, after he left, a pair of eyes in the void stared in terror at the scene before them.
The Seven Saints Old Dog, witnessing this, was utterly terrified.
He never expected the Human Emperor to be so ruthless, directly causing the deaths of so many supreme beings.
Monstrous, truly monstrous.
He had once considered fighting Lin Fan to the death, but now the Seven Saints Old Dog swore that until the time was right, he would never engage in a life-and-death struggle with this cunning Human Emperor.
Though the Seven Saints Old Dog had submitted to that mysterious figure, he wouldn’t become someone else’s dog. He was plotting, waiting for the final moment to arrive.
All seven supreme beings had fallen.
Though the news hadn’t spread, many ancient Demon Gods had already sensed the deaths of the Extreme Heaven Demon God and the Demon God of Drought.
Every Demon God and supreme being felt a heavy weight in their hearts.
This was the most severe event to occur in countless epochs.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan traversed the void. There was no reason to linger in that place.
He felt his strength was now sufficient to confront the many supreme beings.
Constant evasion had made them think he was easy to bully.
Now, Lin Fan felt it was time to demonstrate his power, to suppress all and make the supreme beings understand that he wasn’t to be trifled with.
In the Profound Yellow Realm, many human prodigies had emerged, but reaching the Tenth Heavenly Rank, the Eternal Divine Realm, wouldn’t be easy, even in the Profound Yellow Realm.
He needed to establish a foothold, to ensure humanity’s place in this world.
As Lin Fan pondered this, a familiar aura in the distance caught his attention.
That aura—wasn’t it his cheap master?
Not even a single martial arts skill was left behind, which was truly regrettable.
“There are still two ultimate experts left. I wonder if any of them survived.”
Lin Fan continued searching, but to his slight disappointment, after searching around extensively, he still couldn’t find the flesh of the remaining two ultimate experts.
Hmm!
Just as Lin Fan was disappointed, a red glow ahead caught his attention.
Whoosh!
When Lin Fan flashed over, he couldn’t help but feel regretful.
“Arrived too late. This Lucifer has already perished.” This blob of flesh was unmistakably Lucifer, but he hadn’t survived either.
Then Lin Fan searched around again, eventually discovering the flesh of Extreme Demon God in a blind spot.
But Extreme Demon God was also dead, with no trace of life left.
This greatly disappointed Lin Fan.
However, overall, this scheme was definitely worth it.
Directly killing three ultimate experts, his cultivation level had advanced to High Tier, and reaching the peak of the Ancient Realm would be soon.
As long as he continued to work hard, advancing to the peak of the Ancient Realm wouldn’t be a problem.
Lin Fan looked at this void and then shook his head. “Unintentionally destroyed it like this. It’s somewhat tragic.”
Without hesitation, he entered the void and flew toward the distance.
And what Lin Fan didn’t know was that after he left,
a pair of eyes in the void looked in terror at the scene before them.
Seven Sages Old Dog, watching the scene before him, was already scared out of his wits.
He never expected the Human Emperor to be so influential, directly wiping out so many ultimate experts.
A monster, truly a monster.
He originally wanted to fight Lin Fan to the death, but now Seven Sages Old Dog swore that before the grand momentum was formed, he would absolutely not fight this cunning Human Emperor to the death.
Although Seven Sages Old Dog had submitted to the mysterious figure, he would not become someone else’s dog. He was plotting, waiting, waiting for the final moment to arrive.
All seven ultimate experts had perished.
This event had not been announced outwardly.
“Ancestor Wan Jiao, Demon God of Drought, what’s the rush? Let’s have a good chat,” Lin Fan floated in front of the two masses of flesh, a smile on his face.
Unexpectedly, two survived. This wave wasn’t a loss.
Ancestor of the Thunder Clan, your sacrifice wasn’t in vain. Your actions proved you stronger than anyone else.
A self-destruction that directly took down six supreme powerhouses, truly formidable.
Hearing this, Ancestor Wan Jiao and Ancestor of Drought were stunned, then let out even more desperate screams.
“Human Emperor, we have no enmity, spare us,” Ancestor Wan Jiao pleaded, “This was all the idea of the Thunder Clan’s ancestor, it has nothing to do with us.”
“I am an ancient clan’s demon god, you cannot kill me. If you let me go, I can let bygones be bygones,” the Demon God of Drought begged.
He never imagined the situation would turn out like this.
If he had known earlier, he wouldn’t have come even if beaten to death.
Everything, everything, was caused by that guy, the Thunder Clan’s ancestor.
“Ah, how pitiful,” Lin Fan spread his fingers and grabbed the two masses of flesh, the only remnants of the two supreme powerhouses.
Even an ordinary person could kill them now, showing how ferocious that self-destruction was.
Even supreme powerhouses were blown to such a state, even if Lin Fan’s body had reached the peak of the ancient realm, it might not have withstood it.
Now, Ancestor Wan Jiao and the Demon God of Drought had no resistance left. They understood their lives were in the hands of this Human Emperor.
If they wanted to live, they had to persuade this Human Emperor.
But looking at the current situation, it wasn’t going to be that simple.
“Human Emperor, what do you want?” Ancestor Wan Jiao was filled with resentment. Once high and mighty, now fallen into the hands of this Human Emperor, how could he endure it?
“Nothing much, just your lives,” Lin Fan laughed cheerfully, his smile looking quite sinister.
“Human Emperor, spare me, I can give you endless wealth and power,” the Demon God of Drought truly didn’t want to die. He hadn’t lived enough, hadn’t transcended yet.
Crack!
The moment the Demon God of Drought spoke, Lin Fan clenched his fingers, instantly crushing him to dust.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying the Demon God of Drought.”
“Ding, cultivation level upgraded.”
“Cultivation: High Ancient Realm.”
In an instant, Lin Fan felt a powerful force surging within him, an invincible strength.
The upgrade in cultivation made Lin Fan very pleased.
But the experience needed to go from the high ancient realm to the peak was immense.
“You…” Ancestor Wan Jiao, seeing the Human Emperor slay the Demon God of Drought, became terrified and begged, “Please, don’t kill me, don’t kill me.”
“When you opposed me, your fate was already sealed, to help me reach the peak,” Lin Fan sneered, exerting a slight force.
Bang!
Ancestor Wan Jiao’s spirit was annihilated. From now on, there would be no trace of Ancestor Wan Jiao in the world.
“Ding, congratulations on slaying Ancestor Wan Jiao.”
“Ding, experience increased…”
A massive amount of experience instantly filled the experience bar halfway, but there was still a long way to the peak realm.
But for Lin Fan, it didn’t matter. The peak realm was inevitable. It wouldn’t be long before he reached it.
What slightly disappointed Lin Fan was that neither Ancestor Wan Jiao nor the Demon God of Drought dropped any items. Clearly, in the self-destruction, they used divine artifacts to resist, ultimately turning to ash.
Not even a martial art technique was left, truly a pity.
“Two more supreme powerhouses, I wonder if they’re still alive.”
Lin Fan continued searching, but to his slight disappointment, after a long search, he still couldn’t find the flesh of the remaining two supreme powerhouses.
Huh!
Just as Lin Fan was disappointed, a red light ahead caught his attention.
Whoosh!
When Lin Fan flashed over, he felt regret.
“Too late, Lucifer is already dead,” this mass of flesh was indeed Lucifer, but he hadn’t survived either.
Then Lin Fan searched again, until in a corner, he found the flesh of the Extreme Heaven Demon God.
But the Extreme Heaven Demon God was also dead, with no breath left.
This greatly disappointed Lin Fan.
But overall, this scheme wasn’t a loss.
Directly slaying three supreme powerhouses, cultivation upgraded to high, and the peak realm was within reach.
As long as he worked hard, reaching the peak realm wasn’t a problem.
Lin Fan looked at this void space, then shook his head, “Accidentally destroyed it like this, quite tragic.”
Without hesitation, he entered the void, flying towards the distance.
What Lin Fan didn’t know was that after he left.
In the void, a pair of eyes looked at the scene in terror.
The Seven Saints old dog, seeing this, was already scared out of his wits.
He never expected this Human Emperor to be so influential, directly causing the deaths of so many supreme powerhouses.
Monstrous, truly monstrous.
He originally wanted to fight Lin Fan to the death, but now the Seven Saints old dog swore that before the situation was ripe, he would never fight this sinister Human Emperor.
Although the Seven Saints old dog had submitted to that mysterious person, he wouldn’t become someone else’s dog. He was plotting, waiting for the final moment to arrive.
All seven supreme powerhouses had fallen.
This matter hadn’t spread.
But for the many ancient clan demon gods, they had already sensed the fall of the Extreme Heaven Demon God and the Demon God of Drought.
Every demon god and supreme powerhouse felt a heavy weight.
This was the most serious event in countless epochs.
…
Meanwhile, Lin Fan traveled through the void. There was no reason to stay in that place.
Lin Fan felt his strength was now enough to confront the many supreme powerhouses.
Always hiding had made these supreme powerhouses think he was easy to bully.
Now Lin Fan felt it was time to show his strength, suppress everything, and make the supreme powerhouses understand he wasn’t to be trifled with.
In the Profound Yellow World, many human prodigies had emerged, but for them to reach the tenth level of the Divine Heaven Position, the Eternal Divine Position, even in the Profound Yellow World, it wasn’t easy.
He had to establish a foothold, to establish humanity in this world.
Just as Lin Fan was pondering this, a familiar aura in the distance caught his attention.
This aura, wasn’t it his cheap master?
Each demon god and ultimate expert became solemn in their hearts.
This was the most serious incident that had occurred in countless eons.
…
At this moment, Lin Fan was traveling through the void. There was no reason to stay at that place anymore.
Lin Fan felt that his strength was already capable of challenging many ultimate experts.
Constantly avoiding had made these ultimate experts think he was easy to bully.
Now, Lin Fan felt it was time to show his strength, to suppress everything, and let many ultimate experts realize that he was not someone easy to bully.
Moreover, many talented individuals had appeared among the humans in the Xuanhuang Realm, but getting these talents to reach the Tenth Eternal Divine Realm of the Divine Heaven Position would not be easy within the Xuanhuang Realm.
It was necessary to establish a foothold and solidify the position of humanity in this world.
As Lin Fan was thinking about these things, a distant presence caught his attention.
Wasn’t this presence that of his casual master?
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