Chapter 267: The Kunpeng’s Breath

Feeling the warm sunlight and breathing in the fresh air, Lin Fan’s heart felt much more at ease in this moment.

“Huh, there are still people here.”

At this moment, Lin Fan noticed quite a few people gathered below. Upon closer inspection, they were elders from the Six Sects and the head of the Ya family.

As Lin Fan was observing them, the elders of the Six Sects and the Ya family’s patriarch were also scrutinizing Lin Fan.

They looked at this person who had suddenly emerged from underground with caution.

One disciple looked at the gaping hole in the ground and couldn’t help but gasp in shock—it was bottomless and pitch-black.

No one knew exactly how deep the surface of the Sea of Graves was from the underground world, but judging from the depth of this pit, it was likely tens of thousands of feet deep.

Yet the current situation left the disciple utterly terrified.

Could this person have really come up from such a depth underground?

Unbelievable—utterly unbelievable.

Basking in the warm sunlight and breathing in the fresh air, Lin Fan’s heart felt much more at ease at this moment.

“Huh, there are still people here.”

At this moment, Lin Fan noticed that there were quite a few people gathered below. Upon closer inspection, he realized they were the elders of the Six Sects and the head of the Yao family.

While Lin Fan was observing them, the elders of the Six Sects and the head of the Yao family were also scrutinizing Lin Fan.

They watched this figure who had suddenly emerged from underground with caution.

A disciple glanced at the hole that had been punched through the ground and couldn’t help but gasp in shock. It was bottomless, pitch dark.

No one knew how deep the surface of the Burial Sea Demon Land was from the underground world, but the depth of this pit was likely tens of thousands of feet, if not more.

Yet, the current situation left the disciple somewhat terrified.

Could this guy have come up from such depths?

Unbelievable, truly unbelievable.

Lin Fan floated in the void, his hands behind his back, his expression calm. The chick on his shoulder also noticed the crowd below and folded its wings. Its once cute, large chicken eyes now turned sharp and domineering.

The elders of the Six Sects and the head of the Yao family were filled with thoughts. Who was this person? Why had he emerged from beneath the Burial Sea Demon Land?

Could it be that this person had obtained that legendary treasure from the Burial Sea Demon Land?

At the thought of the treasure, the seven of them exchanged glances, their eyes flashing with murderous intent. Not only had they failed to obtain the treasure, but they had also suffered heavy losses among their disciples. How could they let an outsider reap the benefits?

In an instant, the seven of them flew into the void, blocking Lin Fan’s path.

“Hand over the treasure,” Elder Qinghuo of the Flaming Sect shouted, his red eyebrows twitching.

Although he couldn’t discern Lin Fan’s cultivation level, the condition for entering the Burial Sea Demon Land was to be below the Great Heavenly Realm. Therefore, this person’s cultivation must be at the Small Heavenly Realm.

Moreover, given the current timing, no matter what treasure he had obtained, there wouldn’t have been enough time to refine it. The treasure must still be on him.

“Young man, this is the territory of the Six Sects and the Yao family. Please hand over whatever you obtained from the Burial Sea Demon Land,” a blue-robed elder spoke up.

The elder’s robe was plain, but it bore the image of a Kunpeng, so lifelike that its massive mouth seemed ready to swallow the heavens and the earth.

This was the Kunpeng Sect, an extremely powerful sect in the Eastern Spirit Continent. Legend had it that the founder of the Kunpeng Sect was a hybrid of a human and a Kunpeng, with earth-shattering cultivation, hiding in the void, seeking the path to eternity.

At this moment, a faint smile appeared on Lin Fan’s lips. These old guys seemed intent on robbing him.

This made Lin Fan quite unhappy. In his life, he had always been the one to rob others; no one had ever been able to rob him.

“Why waste words? Kill him, and then we’ll see who gets lucky,” Elder Qinghuo of the Flaming Sect, known for his fiery temper, said with a glint in his eyes. He was certain that this young man had obtained the legendary treasure from below. Although the Burial Sea Demon Land was extraordinary this time, this person had appeared last, and his expression suggested he had gained much, a stark contrast to the disciples of the sects.

The elders of the other major sects nodded slightly, clearly agreeing with Elder Qinghuo’s assessment.

Lin Fan observed these people, their cultivation levels all at the early stage of the Great Heavenly Realm.

Together, they wouldn’t be easy to deal with.

Although his own cultivation hadn’t improved, his Ancient Arm was no joke. If they wanted to kill and rob him, they’d have to see if they had the capability.

“What did you say? I didn’t quite catch that,” Lin Fan said with a look of disdain, picking at his ear and then flicking it towards the crowd, expressing deep contempt.

It seemed he needed to show them who he was.

The Flaming Sect, Kunpeng Sect, Skyreach Island, Immortal Spirit Sect, Hanging Immortal Pavilion, and Free Sect.

These sects were accustomed to looking down on others; they never paid attention to rogue cultivators.

The head of the Yao family, Yao Tian, was the same. For the sake of the treasure, he would have to take it by force.

“Cluck cluck cluck…”

The chick on Lin Fan’s shoulder raised its head slightly and crowed a few times. The chick was no fool; it could tell that Lin Fan didn’t take these people seriously at all, so it decided to act up as well.

Its featherless wings stretched forward, then bent slightly, as if to say, “Come on, we’re ready for you.”

At this moment, Lin Fan’s words infuriated the elders of the Six Sects. A mere rogue cultivator dared to speak to them like this. They didn’t want to cause unnecessary bloodshed, but if he handed over the treasure willingly, they might spare his life.

“Hand over the treasure you obtained,” the elder of the Hanging Immortal Pavilion demanded sternly.

“Oh, this? You should have said so earlier. Here you go,” Lin Fan said, taking out a few “Big Fan Pills” from his bag and tossing them over casually.

“These pills are divine elixirs. I’ve already taken over a dozen of them. Here, you can have the rest,” Lin Fan said with a smile.

The elders of the Six Sects frowned, wary of these mysterious pills.

“You dare mock us? Hand over the treasure you obtained,” Elder Wang of the Kunpeng Sect roared.

A few pills weren’t going to fool them. This was a death wish.

“Since that’s the case, you’ll leave your life here today,” Elder Wang declared.

“Kunpeng’s Breath.”

In an instant, the heavens and earth changed colors. Elder Wang’s rule power surged, and with a single palm strike, a Kunpeng phantom formed. As the Kunpeng opened its mouth, the surrounding seawater churned violently.

This was a high-level technique of the Kunpeng Sect. When mastered, it could manifest a Kunpeng capable of devouring the heavens and the earth. Elder Wang’s cultivation was quite advanced, but he was still far from the highest level.

The overwhelming pressure surged towards Lin Fan. The Kunpeng phantom was immeasurably large. A Great Heavenly Realm expert could manipulate rule power with a flick of the hand, something Lin Fan couldn’t handle at his current level.

The elders of the other sects were slightly taken aback. They hadn’t expected Elder Wang to go all out from the start. This “Kunpeng’s Breath” technique contained the true essence of the Kunpeng, its body constructed from rule power. Even they would need some effort to deal with it.

“So, this is your strongest move?” Lin Fan looked at the sky-covering Kunpeng phantom and smiled faintly.

Elder Wang’s expression changed slightly. He had expected this person to be reduced to ashes under this technique, but Lin Fan’s calm demeanor gave him a bad feeling.

Impossible… he must be overthinking it.

A Small Heavenly Realm cultivator was like an ant in his eyes. What could they possibly do?

At this moment, Lin Fan shook his head slightly and gently raised his right hand.

In an instant, a terrifying scene shook everyone to their core.

“Suppress.”

The elders of the Six Sects and the Ya family’s patriarch were deep in thought. Who exactly was this person? Why had he emerged from beneath the Sea of Graves?

Could it be that this man had obtained the legendary treasure hidden within the Sea of Graves?

At the very thought of the treasure, the seven exchanged glances, their eyes flashing with killing intent. Not only had they failed to obtain the treasure, but they had also suffered heavy losses among their disciples. How could they allow an outsider to reap the rewards?

In an instant, the seven elders shot into the air, blocking Lin Fan’s path.

“Hand over the treasure!” Elder Qinghuo of the Flame Sect, his red eyebrows twitching, shouted fiercely.

Although he couldn’t discern Lin Fan’s cultivation level, the condition for entering the Sea of Graves was that one must be below the Grand Heaven Realm. Therefore, this person must definitely be at the Lesser Heaven Realm.

“Little brother,” said another elder dressed in blue robes, “this place belongs to our Six Sects and the Ya family. Please hand over whatever you obtained from the Sea of Graves.”

This elder’s robe was simple but bore the image of a Qianpeng—a majestic creature with a gaping mouth seemingly capable of swallowing the heavens and earth.

This was the Qianpeng Sect, an extremely powerful sect in the Eastern Lingzhou region. Legend had it that the sect’s ancestor was a hybrid born of a human and a Qianpeng, possessing terrifying strength and hiding in the void while seeking the eternal path.

At this moment, Lin Fan’s lips curled into a slight smile. These old fellows clearly intended to rob him.

This greatly annoyed Lin Fan. He, the young master, had spent his life robbing others, but never had anyone dared to rob him.

“Why bother talking so much? Kill him and whoever gets the treasure keeps it!” Qinghuo, the fiery-tempered elder of the Flame Sect, said, his eyes gleaming. He was certain this young man had obtained the legendary treasure from below. Although this expedition to the Sea of Graves had been unusually dangerous, this youth had emerged last, and judging from his expression, he had clearly gained something valuable. His face was filled with joy, in stark contrast to the disciples of the sects who had returned empty-handed.

The elders of the other sects nodded slightly, clearly agreeing with Qinghuo’s suggestion.

Lin Fan looked at these people—each of them was at the early stage of the Grand Heaven Realm.

If they joined forces, they wouldn’t be easy to deal with.

Although his own cultivation hadn’t improved, his Ancient Arm was no joke. If they wanted to rob him, they’d have to see if they had the strength.

“What did you say? I couldn’t hear clearly,” Lin Fan said disdainfully, picking at his ear and then flicking his finger dismissively toward the crowd.

Looks like he needed to show them his power, or they wouldn’t know who the young master really was.

The Flame Sect, the Qianpeng Sect, the Heaven-Connecting Island, the Spirit Immortal Sect, the Suspended Immortal Pavilion, and the Zai Sect—all these sects were used to being high and mighty, never regarding unaffiliated cultivators as equals.

The Ya family’s patriarch, Ya Tian, felt the same way. For the sake of the treasure, they had no choice but to seize it by force.

“Oooooo…”

The little chicken on Lin Fan’s shoulder raised its head slightly and crowed a few times. It clearly understood the situation—it wasn’t stupid. It could tell that Lin Fan didn’t place any of these people in his eyes, so it decided to act even more arrogantly.

Its featherless wings stretched forward slightly and then bent, as if to say, “Come on, we’ll take you all—one human and one chicken!”

Lin Fan’s words enraged the elders of the Six Sects. How dare a mere unaffiliated cultivator speak to them like that? They had no desire to spill unnecessary blood—if he handed over the treasure he had obtained, they would even spare his life.

“Hand over the treasure you obtained!” the elder from the Suspended Immortal Pavilion shouted fiercely.

“Oh, this? Why didn’t you say so earlier? Here, take it.” At this moment, Lin Fan casually took out several “Da Fang Ge” pills from his bag and tossed them over.

“These pills are all divine pills. I took a dozen or so, and these remaining ones are for you,” Lin Fan said with a smile.

The elders of the Six Sects frowned, wary of the unknown pills.

“Damn it! Dare you mock us? Hand over the treasure you obtained!” At this moment, Elder Wang of the Qianpeng Sect roared furiously.

Trying to deceive them with just a few pills? It was practically a death sentence.

“Very well then. Today, you’ll leave your life here,” Elder Wang snorted.

“Qianpeng’s Breath!”

At that moment, the sky and earth darkened. Elder Wang’s Rule Power surged violently. With a single palm strike, a Qianpeng phantom emerged. The Qianpeng opened its mouth, and the surrounding sea roared violently.

This was an advanced technique of the Qianpeng Sect. When fully mastered, it could manifest a real Qianpeng capable of devouring heaven and earth. Although Elder Wang had cultivated to an extremely high level, he was still far from reaching the ultimate stage.

A terrifying pressure surged toward Lin Fan. The Qianpeng phantom was immeasurably vast. A Grand Heaven Realm expert could manipulate the Rules with a mere flip of their hand—something Lin Fan, at his current level, could not possibly withstand.

The elders from the other sects were momentarily stunned. They hadn’t expected Elder Wang Hai Ming to strike with such deadly intent. This move, “Qianpeng’s Breath,” contained the true essence of the Qianpeng. The phantom was formed entirely from Rule Power, and even they would have to exert effort to counter it.

“Hehe, is this your strongest move?” Lin Fan looked at the massive Qianpeng phantom blocking out the sky and couldn’t help but smile slightly.

Elder Wang’s expression changed slightly. He had already imagined this person being reduced to ashes under this move, but the calmness in Lin Fan’s expression made him feel uneasy.

Impossible… It must be his imagination.

To Elder Wang, a Lesser Heaven Realm cultivator was like an ant—how could it possibly create any significant waves?

At this moment, Lin Fan shook his head slightly and gently raised his right hand.

In an instant, a terrifying scene unfolded, shocking everyone’s hearts and minds.

“Seal!”