Chapter 524: Greetings to the Ancient Clans

“Damn it…”

Inside a grand and opulent palace, the Fox Emperor, whose will had been forcibly suppressed by Lin Fan, roared in fury. His majestic and domineering face twisted into a hideous expression of rage.

He never expected that even after personally intervening, this scoundrel would still dare to disregard him so brazenly. It was utterly infuriating.

“My lord, why are you so enraged?” At this moment, a beautiful woman approached gracefully, her every movement exuding an irresistible charm capable of captivating any male being in the world.

“Hmph, a mere human dares defy the will of this Emperor. It’s absolutely intolerable!” The Fox Emperor’s expression softened slightly at the sight of her, and with a sweep of his hand, he pulled her into his embrace.

Her soft body pressed tightly against him, her eyes brimming with seduction. “Oh? Could it be that Southern Sage Emperor, that human, again?”

“No, actually… Oh, by the way, Ling’er was killed by that human.” The Fox Emperor replied.

“Oh.” The woman smiled indifferently, clearly unbothered by the news.

To most people, it would seem unnatural that the two showed no grief over their daughter’s death. But for the Fox Emperor, his rage stemmed more from the fact that this despicable human had disrespected him.

“Guards, find this man and kill him!” The Fox Emperor commanded fiercely.

“Yes, Your Majesty…”

At this moment, Lin Fan sensed the power of the “Demon City” rising again, as the ancient demon beast’s bloodline gradually awakened. However, it was still far from its peak condition.

Back then, even one percent of the ancient demon beast’s power was formidable. Restoring it to full strength now would be extremely difficult.

But for Lin Fan, such difficulties were practically negligible—he firmly believed that one day, the ancient demon beast would fully recover.

Right now, Lin Fan collected the storage rings from the fallen enemies.

“What a bunch of paupers,” Lin Fan muttered with dissatisfaction.

After all, these were experts at the Heaven-Sundering Stage, how could they possibly be so poor?

With a casual flick of his wrist, Lin Fan tossed everything into the “Demon City” to replenish its energy, though the effect was minimal, it was still somewhat useful.

“With my current strength, even Long Xuan could be instantly suppressed. That Despair City controls this region—if I were to wipe out all the ancient clans there, my cultivation would surely skyrocket.” Lin Fan mused inwardly.

Hadn’t all his efforts been leading up to this very moment? To ascend through slaughter, achieving supreme power.

Lin Fan quite enjoyed this method of power enhancement—killing to grow stronger. As long as there were living beings in the world, his strength could keep increasing infinitely.

“Instant Travel.”

Lin Fan instantly activated his technique. A place that seemed miles away in an instant appeared right before him.

“Good, good. This movement technique is indeed monstrous. Once its level increases, who could possibly match my speed?” Lin Fan remarked.

Now brimming with confidence, Lin Fan felt ready to head to Despair City—even the Despair Marquis wasn’t beyond defeat.

Lin Fan had already made up his mind. The last time he saw the Despair Marquis, the latter was only at the peak of the Heaven-Sundering Stage. If they fought, Lin Fan was confident he had a good chance of victory.

So he didn’t want to wait any longer. He decided to act immediately—topple the ancient clan’s small encampment right away.

Whoosh!

In an instant, he vanished from sight, covering hundreds of miles in the blink of an eye.

The Dragon Desolate Valley.

There was once a legend here: a mighty Dragon Clan expert and an ancient clan supreme fought for three days and nights. In the end, the ancient clan’s supreme being killed the dragon expert, whose massive corpse fell here, eventually transforming this place into a vast, desolate expanse.

Of course, outsiders generally dismissed this as mere exaggeration.

How could the remains of such a mighty being simply decay into this wasteland? Clearly, it was just a fabrication, not to be believed.

“Move faster, or I’ll eat you alive!” A member of the ancient clan shouted, cracking a whip that struck a creature from the Great Thousand Races.

At this moment, a group of beings from the Great Thousand Races were bound in iron chains. These chains shimmered with a dark glow—crafted from refined thunder steel, a valuable artifact.

To the ancient clan, this was standard equipment for restraining members of the Great Thousand Races. Anyone who resisted would be struck by thunder energy from the chains, paralyzing them completely, leaving them helpless.

“He’s just a child, you can’t do this!” Among the captured beings were mostly dragons.

This group might have belonged to a small dragon tribe. Upon closer inspection, there were about a hundred of them.

At this moment, a middle-aged dragon woman saw the ancient clan’s whip strike a child and stepped forward to shield the child, pleading desperately. But all she received was a brutal lashing.

Screams filled the air.

“Hmph, a bunch of ants daring to defy us,” the ancient clan members sneered coldly. They hadn’t expected to discover a hidden tribe underground.

With the Despair City desperately short on Great Thousand Race captives, the Despair Marquis was furious, causing them great anxiety. But now, having found this tribe, they could complete their mission.

Thinking of the Despair Marquis’s cruel methods of punishment, their hearts trembled with fear. His cruelty made even their own seem tame.

“If it weren’t for our current shortage of captives, we’d have devoured you all long ago,” the ancient clan captain sneered contemptuously at the weak dragon tribe.

These dragon beings were all native-born, some without any cultivation at all, others possessing only modest strength.

Long ago, they had fled underground to escape ancient clan oppression, gradually forming a small tribe over generations.

“My stomach’s getting hungry,” the ancient clan captain said, rubbing his belly as his eyes fixed on the child from earlier, a cruel smile spreading across his face.

“He’s just a child, please!” The child’s mother, seeing the cruel grin on the ancient clan captain’s face, shivered involuntarily and shielded the child behind her.

“Get out of the way!” The ancient clan captain kicked the woman aside and grabbed the child.

“Hehe, what use can a child possibly have? Even if I eat him, there won’t be any problem at all.” The ancient clan captain revealed his sharp teeth, his blood-red tongue drooling with anticipation, as if about to savor a delicacy.

“Stop him!”

“You monster…”

The adult males from the small tribe roared in fury, but to the ancient clan, they were as weak as ants, utterly incapable of resistance.

“Please, sir, spare my child! If you must eat someone, eat me instead!” The middle-aged woman clung desperately to the ancient clan captain’s leg.

The child clutched in the ancient clan captain’s hand was now crying hysterically.

“Fresh, tender, smooth, delicious… Perfect, perfect…” The ancient clan captain’s eyes gleamed with excitement as his mouth opened wide, ready to swallow the dragon child whole.

“Hello there… ancient clan…”

At that moment, a figure appeared in the distance. Though seemingly walking slowly, in an instant, he stood before them.

Lin Fan arrived leisurely, his hands itching for action.