Chapter 508: What Kind of Palm Technique Is This?

“Where did these ants go? They vanished in the blink of an eye.” At this moment, a group of ancient clans floated in the void, sensing their surroundings but unable to detect any trace.

“It doesn’t matter. In the Wan Sha Ancient Domain, only our ancient clan can leave alive. This pitiful group, desperate to enter the secret realm, even turn against their own kind, only to be eventually slaughtered by our ancient clan—haha…” laughed a powerful ancient clan warrior.

“These fellows hide their cultivation; haven’t we also concealed ours? They think they can survive after entering, unaware that they are already fish in our net. Let them search for opportunities first, and we will kill them later to seize their gains,” said a member of the ancient clan.

The Wan Sha Ancient Domain was not a particularly valuable secret realm. Most of its treasures had already been collected by the ancient clans. Whether openly or secretly, whatever could be found had already been taken. Whether there were still hidden opportunities remained unknown.

These ancient clans were assigned to monitor this secret realm to maximize their profit, so they made agreements with certain Great Thousand Races. It wasn’t impossible to enter the secret realm, but one had to provide one hundred members of the Great Thousand Races.

When the ancient clans killed members of the Great Thousand Races, they received rewards from the divine will of the Ancient Holy Realm. To the ancient clans, this was like raising pigs, with the pigs being the Great Thousand Races.

However, the ancient clans did have requirements for those entering the secret realm: their cultivation must be lower than theirs.

Because after these Great Thousand Race members entered the secret realm, the ancient clans would follow closely behind. They wouldn’t search for so-called treasures themselves but would quietly wait.

They waited for the Great Thousand Race members to find opportunities, then killed them to seize their treasures. Even if no treasures were found, they still received rewards from the divine will of the Ancient Holy Realm.

Such a no-cost, no-loss deal was too good to pass up.

In the eyes of the ancient clans, these Great Thousand Race members were nothing but ants—fools with brains so dull they couldn’t even imagine it. Fully aware that these secret realms had already been stripped bare by the ancient clans, they still sought a glimmer of hope, which was nothing more than a fool’s dream.

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At this moment, Lin Fan was moving forward cautiously. The things these people had done were simply infuriating. Although there were no human races among these Great Thousand Races, wasn’t this just beastly behavior?

Regardless, Lin Fan, who always upheld justice, absolutely could not tolerate such things happening right before his eyes.

To avenge these dead members of the Great Thousand Races, Lin Fan decided to pass judgment on these people.

The Wan Sha Ancient Domain was filled with an intense, killing aura. Within this killing aura was a kind of will. Lin Fan also saw in these grayish killing mists images of battles between the Great Thousand Races and the ancient clans.

Lin Fan knew these were the fighting wills of past powerful cultivators. Over time, these wills had not only failed to disappear but had become a unique existence.

“Qian Peng Inhalation!”

Lin Fan took a deep breath, inhaling a wisp of the killing aura into his abdomen. Instantly, thunder rumbled in his mind, like thousands of galloping horses.

Then the system immediately spoke up, suppressing this killing aura.

“Ding! Congratulations, you have gained 10 experience points.”

Lin Fan hadn’t expected that inhaling just a small wisp of this killing aura would earn him ten experience points, which surprised him a little.

Clearly, this killing aura was a good thing. If it could be transformed into experience, it must have other uses as well.

However, for now, Lin Fan had not yet focused on this. His only current goal was to find those ancient clan members and that person who had betrayed his own kind.

“Weng…”

Just then, the space ahead trembled, and the self-contained void of the Wan Sha Ancient Domain collapsed.

Accompanying it was a certain aura—this aura was heavy and distant, and also strangely familiar.

Lin Fan quickly leaped aside, concealing his aura and evading to the side.

“Star Explosion.”

At this moment, ahead, a figure floated in the void, his long robe fluttering in the wind. With both palms, he struck the void, sending a glowing orb hurtling toward a ferocious creature formed from the killing aura.

This ferocious creature was tall and massive, its body composed of a mixture of ancient clan members and Great Thousand Race beings.

In an instant, the creature was struck by the glowing orb, turning into a cloud of dust. Within this dust floated a crystal emitting a dark glow.

“Lucky! I actually encountered a ferocious creature of the ancient domain.” The man reached out and grabbed the crystal, revealing a slight smile. “Although this crystal contains only one percent of the creature’s original power, it is still a decent gain,” said Wan Xie Xing (Ten Thousand Evil Star).

Lin Fan looked at that man. His cultivation was impressive, at the peak of the Qing Tian Realm.

In the past, Lin Fan might have found him quite formidable in a fight, but now, after refining his True Dao Seed, his combat power had increased dramatically. Killing him would be as simple as flipping his hand.

“Who’s there?” At this moment, Wan Xie Xing’s expression changed. After collecting the crystal, he turned his gaze behind him.

Lin Fan revealed himself, looking at the man with disdain in his eyes.

“You seem to be someone not listed among the groups that entered the Wan Sha Ancient Domain,” said Wan Xie Xing, eyeing Lin Fan with a sinister gaze.

“I have met people from the Star Realm. Although their cultivation wasn’t as high as yours, they had much more courage. You handed over a hundred of your own kind to be slaughtered by the ancient clans. That’s despicable,” Lin Fan said.

“Hmph…” Wan Xie Xing snorted coldly, not expecting this fellow to lecture him. Thinking it useless to talk more, he flipped his hand, and star power descended, rushing toward Lin Fan.

“Kid, don’t meddle in other people’s affairs.”

“Holy Star Fist!”

Wan Xie Xing’s fist contained infinite star power, as if he had summoned stars from the sky, condensing them into a fist that charged toward Lin Fan.

Lin Fan stepped on the void, instantly activating his body cultivation technique refined from the True Dao Seed, leaving a series of afterimages in the air.

“Great Fan Ge Palm!”

Now Lin Fan wanted this fellow to learn what true terror was. Initially, he had planned to suppress him with one move, but later he thought it better to make use of him.

Lin Fan struck with one palm, releasing a roaring dragon shaped like “Great Fan Ge.”

“What kind of palm technique is this?” Seeing his fist pass through it, Wan Xie Xing was momentarily stunned.

“Hmph, what palm technique? It’s one that makes you feel like you’re in heat,” Lin Fan said lazily, not wanting to talk much.

Boom!

Bang!

The “Great Fan Ge” dragon coiled around Wan Xie Xing and then exploded instantly, enveloping him in a thick mist.

“What is this thing…” Never before had Wan Xie Xing seen such a strange palm technique. He swatted at the mist, but to his shock, it clung stubbornly, sticking to him no matter how hard he tried to brush it away, infiltrating every opening.

Mouth, nose, skin pores, etc.

“Ahh…” At this moment, Wan Xie Xing suddenly found his mind defenseless, letting out a furious roar.

When the mist cleared, Lin Fan was already gone.

Wan Xie Xing’s eyes were bloodshot, a fierce desire suddenly overwhelming him, refusing to be shaken off.

“I… I…” His breathing quickened, his mind filled with only one thought—penetration at every opportunity.

Watching Wan Xie Xing turn into a streak of light rushing into the distance, Lin Fan revealed a cold smile. “Little guy, today I’ll have some fun playing with you.”