At this moment, Lin Fan sat on the bed. The deaths of his senior brothers pained him deeply, and as he thought about it, tears streamed down his cheeks.
“Since you survived, you should face the future properly. Indulging in pain is a sign of weakness.” At that moment, two people entered from outside.
Wuya and Yan Zhanwen looked at this disciple and sighed.
“Who are you? And where is this? I…” Seeing someone enter, Lin Fan hurriedly asked.
“Alright, one question at a time.”
“This is the Holy Sect, the main sect of the Holy Demon Sect. The Holy Demon Patriarch exhausted his vitality to activate the token and send you back to our main sect,” Wuya explained.
Lin Fan was stunned upon hearing this. This was the main sect, the one his master had often mentioned. He hadn’t expected the Patriarch to sacrifice himself to send him back here.
“Then, are we still in the Xuanhuang Realm? Will I have a chance to return?” Lin Fan asked.
“Yes, we are still in the Xuanhuang Realm, but this is the Dongling Continent, separated from the Cangling Continent by an insurmountable abyss—the Devil Sea. It’s extremely difficult for you to return, even we don’t have the ability,” Wuya replied.
After hearing this, Lin Fan clenched his fists tightly. As long as there was a possibility, he could still make it.
“Who are you two?” Lin Fan’s eyes burned with intensity as he looked at the two men. If this was indeed the main sect, there must be a way to return.
“I am Wuya, the Supreme Elder of the Holy Sect.”
“I am Yan Zhanwen, another Supreme Elder.”
“Are you thinking of using the power of our sect to return to the Cangling Continent? But it’s impossible. Even our sect leader doesn’t have that ability,” Wuya, seeing the meaning behind Lin Fan’s gaze, shook his head.
“Why not?” Lin Fan asked urgently.
“A long, long time ago, it’s said that a Supreme Being split the Xuanhuang Realm into two parts to prevent a civil war within the realm. Unless one can find the Overrealm Token left behind by that Supreme Being, there’s no way to cross. It’s said that two of these tokens have already been used, but whether there are others remains unknown,” Wuya explained.
“From now on, you can stay in the sect. The sect leader has given you two choices: one is to return to the main sect as a disciple; the second is to grant you the Nameless Peak, where you will become the sixth-generation sect leader of the Holy Demon Sect and carry on its legacy.”
Lin Fan, gazing at Supreme Elder Wuya, replied without hesitation, “I will carry on the legacy of the Holy Demon Sect.”
“Are you sure?” Wuya asked again carefully.
“I’m certain. The sect leader sacrificed his life to send me here, and I absolutely cannot forget the hatred. In the future, I will definitely find the Overrealm Token, return to the Cangling Continent, and avenge the ten thousand disciples of our sect,” Lin Fan said with a grim expression. This was a blood feud that could never be forgotten.
“Fine. Once you’ve recovered, I’ll take you to the Nameless Peak. Of course, you should be prepared—there’s absolutely nothing there. Everything will depend on yourself,” Wuya said.
“Thank you, Supreme Elder,” Lin Fan expressed his gratitude.
…
Afterward, the two discussed some matters and then left the room.
“Senior Brother, why did you tell him about the Overrealm Token? It just gives him false hope,” Elder Yan said.
“Junior Brother, having hope is a kind of anticipation. Perhaps a miracle might happen,” Wuya smiled and said no more as he left.
…
For several days, Lin Fan continued his recovery. He had been severely injured, and during this time, he spent most of it asleep, allowing his body to heal gradually. Today, Lin Fan felt his body had mostly recovered.
He activated his interface, wanting to check his current status, but when he tried to open the interface, he was shocked.
No matter how hard he tried, the interface wouldn’t respond.
How could this be?
At this moment, Lin Fan’s face turned pale.
The system had been his only hope for revenge, so how could it suddenly disappear?
At this moment, Lin Fan sat on the bed, his heart aching from the deaths of his senior brothers. As he thought about it, tears began to stream down his face.
“Since I’ve survived, I should face the future properly. Wallowing in pain is the behavior of the weak,” he thought. Just then, two people walked in from outside.
Wuya and Yan Zhanwen looked at the disciple and sighed.
“Who are you? Where is this? I…” Lin Fan, seeing someone enter, quickly asked.
“Alright, one question at a time.”
“This is the Holy Sect, the main sect of the Holy Demon Sect. The Holy Demon Patriarch exhausted his energy to activate the token and send you back to the main sect,” Wuya said.
Upon hearing this, Lin Fan was stunned. This was the main sect, the one the sect master had always spoken of. He never expected the sect master to sacrifice himself to send him back here.
“Is this still the Profound Yellow Realm? Do I have a chance to return?” Lin Fan asked.
“Yes, it’s the Profound Yellow Realm, but this is the East Spirit Continent, separated from the Cang Spirit Continent by an insurmountable abyss of demonic sea. It’s very difficult for you to return; even we don’t have the ability,” Wuya replied.
Lin Fan clenched his fists. As long as there was a possibility of returning, that was enough.
“Who are you?” Lin Fan asked, his eyes burning with intensity. If this was the main sect, there must be a way to send him back.
“I am Wuya, the Supreme Elder of the Holy Sect.”
“Supreme Elder Yan Zhanwen.”
“Do you want to use the power of the main sect to return to the Cang Spirit Continent? That’s impossible; even the sect master doesn’t have that ability,” Wuya said, seeing the intent in Lin Fan’s eyes and shaking his head.
“Why?” Lin Fan pressed.
“Long, long ago, it is said that a supreme being split the Profound Yellow Realm in two to stop a civil war. Unless you can find the cross-realm token left by this supreme being, there is no other way. Of course, two of these tokens have already been used, and whether there are others is unknown,” Wuya explained.
“From now on, you will stay in the sect. The sect master has given you two choices: return to the main sect and become a disciple, or be granted Nameless Peak and take on the role of the sixth-generation sect master of the Holy Demon Sect, continuing its legacy.”
Lin Fan looked at Supreme Elder Wuya and without hesitation said, “I will continue the legacy of the Holy Demon Sect.”
“Are you sure?” Wuya asked again.
“I am sure. The sect master sacrificed his life to send me here, and I cannot forget this hatred. In the future, I will find the cross-realm token and return to the Cang Spirit Continent to avenge the tens of thousands of our sect members,” Lin Fan said fiercely, his eyes filled with bloodlust.
“Very well. Once your injuries have healed, I will take you to Nameless Peak. But be prepared; Nameless Peak has nothing, and everything will depend on you,” Wuya said.
“Thank you, Supreme Elder,” Lin Fan said gratefully.
…
After discussing a few more matters, the two left the room.
“Brother, why did you tell him about the cross-realm token? Now he’s just going to be obsessed with it,” Supreme Elder Yan said.
“Junior brother, having hope gives him something to look forward to. Who knows, a miracle might happen,” Wuya smiled and then left without saying more.
…
Over the next few days, Lin Fan focused on recovering. His injuries were severe, and he spent most of his time in deep sleep, allowing his body to heal. Today, he felt that his body had finally recovered.
Lin Fan opened his personal panel to check his status, but when he did, he was stunned.
No matter how much he called for the panel, it was useless.
How could this be?
Lin Fan’s face turned pale in an instant.
His only reliance for revenge was this system, but how could it suddenly disappear?
“Ding, the strongest system has officially integrated.”
Just then, a voice rang out, and Lin Fan’s heart leaped with joy. It was the system’s voice.
But before Lin Fan could say anything, he fell into a deep coma.
He didn’t know how long it had been when he opened his eyes again, but the sky outside had already darkened. Lin Fan immediately checked his condition.
What did the official integration mean? What changes had the system undergone? Lin Fan quickly opened the panel and examined it carefully.
Name: Lin Fan.
Cultivation: Early-stage Innate.
Physique: Early-stage Divine.
Talent: Infinite Advancement.
Bloodline: None.
Abilities: Yin-Yang, Amplification, Invisibility.
Proficiencies: Artifact Refining, Teaching.
Inventory: Nine-Five Red Brick, Seven Sacred Maps.
…
The previous template was gone, replaced by this new one. Lin Fan could feel that all the techniques he had learned were deeply imprinted in his mind.
There was even a sense of being able to summon techniques at will, as if everything had become a part of him, feeling more comfortable than ever before.
The previous panel, though seemingly advanced, felt weaker compared to this new one.
There were a few more functions now, and Lin Fan was still trying to figure out what they meant, especially his cultivation level. How could it be Early-stage Innate?
He had been on the verge of breaking through to the Divine stage.
But Lin Fan didn’t feel weaker.
He needed to study these changes carefully; just guessing wouldn’t get him anywhere.
Having not gone out for many days, Lin Fan wanted to explore and find Supreme Elder Wuya to take him to Nameless Peak.
Lin Fan pushed open the door, and a ray of sunlight shone on his face, making him feel warm.
Looking ahead, he saw an endless expanse of buildings, full of life.
This was the Holy Sect, a sect even more powerful and prosperous than the Holy Demon Sect.
Along the way, Lin Fan saw many disciples of the Holy Sect and many new and interesting things.
The size of the Holy Sect exceeded Lin Fan’s imagination. After walking for a while, he encountered Supreme Elder Wuya.
“It seems you’ve recovered well. Then I should take you to Nameless Peak,” Supreme Elder Wuya said, having already known that Lin Fan had come out and prepared to take him to Nameless Peak.
It was a long-deserted peak, located in the northwest of the Holy Sect, in the back half of the sect. For years, it had been forgotten by the disciples.
“Thank you, Supreme Elder,” Lin Fan said, glancing at Wuya, his cultivation level fully visible.
Great Heaven Stage, Great Perfection.
Although there were no longer any levels, Lin Fan knew that Supreme Elder Wuya was far stronger than the Holy Demon Patriarch.
When Lin Fan followed Supreme Elder Wuya to Nameless Peak, he was speechless at the sight before him.
Desolate, lonely, primitive, and completely empty.
In this vast, uninhabited place, the new Holy Demon Sect would rise.
“These are the things you should know. Take a good look. The Holy Sect can only help you this much. Since you’ve chosen this path, don’t have any regrets. You have the same rights as the Holy Sect disciples, but how far you can go depends on yourself,” Supreme Elder Wuya said.
“Thank you, Holy Sect,” Lin Fan nodded.
“Mm,” Supreme Elder Wuya nodded and then left. He could only help this much; life or death was now up to Lin Fan himself.
Just at this moment, a voice rang out, and Lin Fan’s heart leapt with joy—it was the system’s voice.
However, just as Lin Fan was about to say something, he fell into a deep coma.
Not knowing how much time had passed, when Lin Fan opened his eyes, the sky outside had already darkened. He immediately checked his condition.
What did this “formal fusion” mean? What had changed with the system? Lin Fan quickly pulled up his interface to examine it carefully.
Name: Lin Fan
Cultivation: Early Primordial Stage
Physical Body: Early Divine Entry Stage
Talent: Infinite Progression
Bloodline: None
Abilities: Yin and Yang, Amplification, Invisibility
Mastery: Alchemy, Instruction
Backpack: The 95 Red Brick, Seven Sages’ Treasure Map
…
All the previous templates were gone, replaced by this new one. Lin Fan could feel that all the techniques he had learned were deeply imprinted in his mind.
He even felt a sense of fluidity, as if everything had become a part of him, making things feel much smoother than before.
The previous interface, although it seemed high-end, now felt inferior to this new version.
There were several new features Lin Fan couldn’t quite grasp, and he didn’t understand what they meant, especially the “cultivation” level being at the Early Primordial Stage.
He had nearly reached the Divine Entry Stage before.
But Lin Fan didn’t feel weaker at all.
He needed to study these changes carefully. Guessing alone wouldn’t help him understand them fully.
After many days without going outside, Lin Fan wanted to take a walk and find Supreme Elder Wuya to ask him to take him to the Nameless Peak.
He pushed open the door, and a ray of sunlight fell on his face, giving him a sense of calm.
Looking ahead, he saw an endless expanse of buildings, brimming with vitality.
This was the Holy Sect, a sect far greater and more prosperous than the Holy Demon Sect.
Along the way, Lin Fan saw many disciples of the Holy Sect and many novel things.
The Holy Sect was far larger than Lin Fan had imagined. After walking around a bit, he encountered Elder Wuya.
“It seems you’ve recovered well. Then it’s time I take you to the Nameless Peak,” Elder Wuya had known Lin Fan had come out and was waiting to take him there.
The Nameless Peak was an abandoned mountain located in the northwest part of the Holy Sect, deep within the sect’s territory. It had long been forgotten, with no one passing by.
“Thank you, Supreme Elder,” Lin Fan looked at Wuya and immediately sensed his cultivation level.
Great Heaven Ultimate Stage.
Although the cultivation rankings were no longer strictly defined, Lin Fan knew that Supreme Elder Wuya was far more powerful than the Holy Demon Patriarch.
When Lin Fan followed Supreme Elder Wuya to the Nameless Peak, he was left speechless by the sight before him.
Desolate, despondent, primitive, and completely uninhabited.
This vast, uninhabited expanse would be the new home of the Holy Demon Sect.
“This is what you need to know. Study it well. The Holy Sect can only help you this much. Since you’ve chosen this path, don’t have any regrets. You will have the same rights as any Holy Sect disciple, but how far you go depends entirely on yourself,” Supreme Elder Wuya said.
“Thank you, Holy Sect,” Lin Fan nodded.
“Hmph,” Supreme Elder Wuya nodded slightly before leaving. He had done all he could; whether Lin Fan survived or perished would now depend solely on him.
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