“How could this be…” Lin Fan couldn’t believe his eyes. Among the crowd ahead, there were actually ancient clan members.
Moreover, these ancient clan members were mingling with people from the Great Thousand Races, chatting with each other as if they were old friends.
“What exactly is going on here?” Lin Fan was shocked. Even the “Secret Records of the Ancient Holy Realm” by the Poison King made no mention of such a situation.
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At the edge of the world, a massive gate stood tall, its surface engraved with mysterious runes glowing with a distant, ancient light.
Yet no one knew what lay hidden behind this grand gate. How could the ancient clans and the Great Thousand Race people coexist so harmoniously?
Lin Fan was utterly confused, unable to grasp the situation at all. Not understanding something like this would definitely bother him deeply.
“I’ve been fighting the ancient clans tooth and nail, while these people have become friends with them.”
Lin Fan concealed his aura and merged into the “Earthen Spirit River,” seeping underground and moving forward stealthily.
With the concealment of the “Earthen Spirit River,” no matter how powerful these people were, they wouldn’t be able to detect him.
Thus hidden, Lin Fan eavesdropped on their conversation, finally understanding what was going on.
Those from the Great Thousand Races who ascended to the Ancient Holy Realm had no attachment to their race, only desiring to reach the highest cultivation realms, unmoved even if their entire race perished.
The ancient clans had struck a deal with these individuals. The clans allowed them to enter these secret realms for greater opportunities, in exchange for offering sufficient members of the Great Thousand Races as tribute.
“This is the Myriad Slaughter Ancient Domain,” said a powerful ancient clan member standing before the mysterious colossal gate. “Inside lies countless opportunities.”
Muti, dressed in a gray robe, exuded a heavy aura of death, within which countless tormented souls seemed to howl. “Good, very good. Don’t worry, I’ve already fulfilled your request. Please inspect it.”
He opened his mouth wide, and a graveyard shot forth, exuding a chilling, eerie atmosphere, filled with countless graves. With a flick of his sleeve, the graves trembled violently, and figures floated out one by one.
These figures were members of the Great Thousand Races.
“Not too many, not too few—exactly one hundred,” Muti stated.
Lin Fan observed these members of the Great Thousand Races; they were from various tribes, each possessing cultivation above the Earth-Heaven Stage.
Lin Fan didn’t know what fate awaited these people or why they were capturing members of the Great Thousand Races. But the next moment, his heart froze, his eyes widening in shock and disbelief.
The ancient clan members, upon seeing these Great Thousand Race individuals, let out fierce roars and instantly attacked.
Some devoured them whole, others sliced them in half.
Blood rained down, scattering into the void. Hidden underground, Lin Fan was stunned, a strong metallic scent of blood seeping beneath the surface, filling his nostrils.
“How could this happen…” Lin Fan was truly horrified. So many people were brutally slaughtered by the ancient clans without any resistance.
Following this, the will of the Ancient Holy Realm descended. Beams of light enveloped the ancient clan members, whose faces showed delight as their powers surged rapidly.
“Good, these people are all high-ranking fugitives on the wanted list,” the ancient clan members nodded in satisfaction, then turned to others. “What about you?”
Those behind Muti also released the captured members of the Great Thousand Races, whose fate was the same as before—cruelly slaughtered without exception.
“You may not have joined our ancient clans, but you’re far more useful than those who did. Don’t worry, this time it’s fair competition; the opportunities you gain depend on fate.” The ancient clans enjoyed the carnage, especially the divine reward they received, further enhancing their cultivation.
“Still, rules must be followed. Once inside, life and death are up to fate. I just hope you don’t end up slain by me.” Muti said darkly.
The ancient clans controlled the known secret realms of the Ancient Holy Realm, so entry required meeting their demands. However, once inside, survival was entirely up to fate.
“Hahaha…” Hearing this, the ancient clans laughed heartily, not taking it seriously at all.
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Lin Fan’s heart was filled with anger. He never imagined witnessing such cruelty.
Thousands of Great Thousand Race members were mercilessly slaughtered by the ancient clans without any resistance.
Though not overly sentimental, Lin Fan couldn’t bear that these people were handed over by their own kind.
Boom!
“The Myriad Slaughter Ancient Domain has opened.”
At that moment, a ray of light erupted from the stone gate, which opened with a thunderous boom. Murong Feng and others, alongside the ancient clans, entered one after another. Without hesitation, Lin Fan also pierced through the ground and followed.
Regardless of the reason, for the sake of advancement, Lin Fan had only one thought in his heart—to kill all these people.
The more he experienced, the more he understood what Yuan Tiandi and others had told him in the Xuanhuang Realm.
The Ancient Holy Realm was a living hell, a place of man-eating-men, a terrifying place like hell itself.
As he entered the colossal gate, Lin Fan’s spirit slightly trembled, then quickly recovered.
A chilling, killing aura surged violently.
Looking at the scene before him, Lin Fan felt a ripple in his heart. The area was gray and hazy, filled with corpses everywhere.
“Myriad Slaughter Ancient Domain.”
At this moment, Lin Fan understood. According to the “Secret Records of the Ancient Holy Realm” by the Poison King, the Myriad Slaughter Ancient Domain was a secret realm. Legend had it that it was once a battlefield where the Great Thousand Races and ancient clans fought fiercely. Later, powerful cultivators clashed, breaking the void and creating a new dimension, which became a secret realm.
Countless experts had died here, leaving behind countless treasures hidden within the Myriad Slaughter Ancient Domain.
“Grow stronger.”
At this moment, Lin Fan had only one thought—to become stronger, to become the strongest as soon as possible.
If the Ancient Holy Realm were a circle, it would be divided into eight parts from the center, each controlled by the highest ancient clans. These supreme ancient clan leaders gathered at the center, ruling over the entire Ancient Holy Realm.
They were above all, untouchable and unshakable.
However, Lin Fan didn’t know how Yuan Tiandi and others had managed to lure “Gengu” out separately.
Still, Lin Fan was full of confidence about the future. Once he became the strongest, and “Gengu” had recovered his strength in the Xuanhuang Realm, they could find a way to bring him up. Then, they would directly confront the Eight Supreme Beings.
Lin Fan had already planned out the strategy.
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