Chapter 468: It’s a Misunderstanding

Lin Fan was completely stunned now.

Especially one figure among them had been deeply etched into Lin Fan’s mind.

He already knew exactly who it was.

“Damn it, I’ve been tricked…”

That’s right. Lin Fan had suddenly realized the truth—he had been thoroughly betrayed and taken advantage of.

Although Xiaoya Xuan’er had participated in deceiving him, Lin Fan wouldn’t get angry.

Because Lin Fan had seen that proud figure standing beside Xuan’er, a face he would never forget.

“Damn it, Empress, all I did was crush one of your avatars in the lower realm and humiliate another by whipping it bare-assed—so you pull this kind of stunt on me?”

“Fine, you win this round. I’ll remember this. You just wait—unless you beg me to stop, I’ll make you cry like a baby. If I don’t, I’ll write my name backwards.”

Lin Fan roared furiously at the void, filled with rage.

He also felt helpless toward Xuan’er—her betrayal was skillfully executed. Although she was forced into it, couldn’t she at least have given him a hint?

Meanwhile, the Empress, hiding in the void and evading Lin Fan’s consciousness, heard his furious curses. Her face turned icy cold, mixed with helplessness.

“What does this have to do with me? Who could’ve guessed you’d recklessly charge into the ancient clan’s camp, shouting and causing trouble?”

No matter what happened now, a grudge had been formed.

The Empress was a proud person, and she silently snorted in her heart, “Let’s see how you make me cry. First, survive this day.”

…

“I was impulsive… really impulsive. Let me summarize: this time I’ve been royally screwed. Now, how do I escape?” Standing there, Lin Fan wore a stunned expression. In his 21 years of life, this was the first time he’d been betrayed so thoroughly.

Although it’s said that karma is inevitable.

But this retribution came in such twists and turns, it was just too damn heartbreaking.

No way—he must escape safely today. He would definitely be more cautious in the future. The Empress had silently fed him a pile of crap, so who knows what filth the Southern Holy Emperor might dump on him.

Back in the lower realm, that Holy Emperor’s divine consciousness had been severely damaged by Lin Fan. Naturally, he would try every means to get revenge.

“Boom…”

Just at this moment, a phantom tore through the void and suddenly descended.

“You, human, are you the one who killed my centurion?” The figure appearing before Lin Fan had a not-so-tall body, even somewhat short, like a child. His face was pale and youthful, but his eyes, filled with coldness and sinister intent, radiated boundless terror.

A costly jet-black fur coat covered his body, making him appear even colder.

Lin Fan stared at this child before him, his heart surging with shock. He never expected that terrifying aura to come from this child.

Moreover, judging from his appearance, he was clearly not a member of the ancient clan. This…

Lin Fan had many doubts, but this was not the time to ponder them, because the pressure from this boy in front of him was immense.

“This is a misunderstanding…” At this moment, Lin Fan stretched out his hand, hurriedly supporting the body of the centurion, then reattaching the head he had severed.

“See, it’s all fixed. It was just a misunderstanding,” Lin Fan said with a smile, looking at the reassembled centurion.

“Thud…”

However, just at that moment, the centurion’s head, which had just been reattached, suddenly rolled off. The hideous head slowly rolled to the feet of the boy before him.

“Erm…” Seeing this scene, Lin Fan felt slightly embarrassed.

The boy, who claimed to be “Lord,” looked down at the grotesque head at his feet, seemingly captivated.

Those calm, violet pupils showed no emotion, yet exuded an aura of evil.

“Hahaha…” Suddenly, the boy burst into wild laughter. The sound was crisp yet insane, leaving Lin Fan puzzled and unsure what the boy was laughing at.

“Da Fange…”

At this moment, Lin Fan slapped his backpack. A sky full of “Da Fange” suddenly burst forth, exploding violently within the ancient clan’s camp.

“Pengpeng…”

Thick smoke enveloped all the ancient clan members.

Taking this opportunity, Lin Fan immediately fled.

He couldn’t confront the current situation head-on—he had to retreat immediately.

Lin Fan dashed forward fiercely, then turned his head to look at the creepy boy. To his surprise, the boy was still standing there, laughing maniacally, showing no intention of chasing.

The smokescreen of “Da Fange” was blocked outside by a barrier surrounding the boy, unable to penetrate.

However, the surrounding ancient clan members weren’t so fortunate. They inhaled all the “Da Fange” unleashed by Lin Fan.

“Huff… huff…”

Their breathing became heavy. Their already hideous faces became even more terrifying, their eyes blood-red, scanning their fellow clan members around them.

The boy gazed at the distant Lin Fan, turned around, dragging his heavy fur coat, and slowly walked into the city, ignoring the frenzied ancient clan members around him.

…

Lin Fan kept running, not knowing how far he had gone. He made sharp turns, hiding in the shadows in stealth mode. Just to be safe, Lin Fan even hid inside a deep pit.

“Damn it, I can’t figure out what’s going on.” Lin Fan waited quietly, unsure whether he had successfully escaped.

That strange boy earlier—he was definitely no match for him. Although Lin Fan might not necessarily die if the boy attacked, he would certainly be unable to escape.

Unfortunately, the boy kept laughing. Lin Fan couldn’t figure out what he was laughing about.

…

Atop a grand pavilion within the ancient clan’s camp, the boy wrapped in black fur stood on the pavilion, gazing down at the endless execution grounds below, where screams of agony never ceased. His expressionless face suggested that all of this was commonplace to him.

Within that execution ground, beings of countless races were imprisoned, enduring endless torture day and night.

The ferocious roars of ancient clan soldiers echoed throughout the camp.

Despair and terror enveloped the entire camp.

And there is a kind of power known as despair.

Night…

On the dark earth, a pair of bright eyes peered through layers of soil, scanning everything around.

“It’s quiet now, maybe everything is okay.” Lin Fan had been hiding for a long time. To stay alive, he had to be cowardly when necessary and cautious when needed.

Just as Lin Fan was about to come out, a sound came from not far away.

“Damn it, did they realize and come after me?”

At this moment, Lin Fan saw these people—they weren’t ancient clan members, but beings of various races.

Lin Fan relaxed slightly at this realization—just as long as they weren’t ancient clan members, it was okay.

Lin Fan had no intention of coming out to greet these beings, considering how badly he had been tricked during the day, which had left him fearful.

He decided to quietly wait for them to leave.

The night sky was empty. Lin Fan helplessly lay in the deep pit, leaving only a small opening for breathing.

As for their conversation, Lin Fan didn’t pay attention, as he was thinking about what to do next.

However, at this moment, something terrifying happened.

A man with two horns on his head approached Lin Fan’s hiding place, lifted his clothes, and pulled out his grotesque “little brother.”

“What the hell… this guy is going to pee,” Lin Fan thought upon seeing this, instantly panicking.

Damn it… if he didn’t come out now, he would definitely get peed on.