Chapter 1101: What About Our Agreement?

“How did you find me, you bald donkey?” Lin Fan was terrified, nearly scared out of his wits. If it weren’t for his slightly superior strength, he might have died from the shock of this sudden attack.

“Amitabha, layman, this King Buddha possesses a pair of Buddha eyes, naturally capable of seeing through your hiding place,” said Future Immeasurable King Buddha calmly.

“Bullshit, you must have schemed against me,” Lin Fan refused to believe Future Immeasurable King Buddha’s nonsense. Buddha eyes? You’re kidding, right? It must have been you who tricked me last time and left some mysterious artifact on my sacred mountain that I haven’t noticed yet.

“Immeasurable, who is this mortal?” The voice of the Light Primarch echoed through the air, its power of light piercing through heaven and earth, turning the entire sky into a blinding white.

With two veteran Immortal Kings in action, the momentum was naturally extraordinary. Even Geng Yang Heaven could not rival Future Immeasurable King Buddha.

Immortal Kings were also ranked, and Future Immeasurable King Buddha was among the top, far more powerful than ordinary Immortal Kings.

Lin Fan furrowed his brows, wondering if he should use the soap. Yet, he couldn’t help but worry—if the soap failed to trick these two, things would get really bad.

Future Immeasurable King Buddha sighed lightly, “Primarch of Light, this person is merely an insignificant ant struggling within the threads of fate. If Fate Primarch were here, he might find this interesting.”

The Radiant Sovereign chuckled slightly, “Fate Primarch swims in the river of destiny, toying with the fates of all living beings at his fingertips.”

Lin Fan, watching the two, began calculating his next move. He knew there was no way these two would let him go easily.

“Run…”

Without hesitation, Lin Fan turned around and fled into the void, quickly escaping. At this moment, he finally understood—the power of the Primarchs on the Moon Shadow Continent was not something to be taken lightly. Especially the Light Primarch, whose strength far exceeded even that of Geng Yang Heaven by a considerable margin.

From what Future Immeasurable King Buddha had said earlier, the seventy-two Primarchs meant there were likely only seventy-two Immortal Kings. Yet the Endless Continent had over a hundred Immortal Kings. Clearly, there were still massive differences in strength.

According to what he previously knew, Future Immeasurable King Buddha was equal in power to the Lord of Radiance, and there was also the Desireless Demon Ancestor. However, no one knew whether the Desireless Demon Ancestor was still alive or had perished. Right now, there might truly be no Immortal King capable of challenging the Lord of Radiance.

That was undeniably a tragic reality.

“Layman, you cannot escape from here,” Future Immeasurable King Buddha said with a faint smile, then slammed his palm downward. The Buddha’s hand descended with a thunderous roar, blocking Lin Fan’s path.

“Holy Temple Paradise!”

The God of Light roared, his power of light piercing through everything. A magnificent Holy Temple Paradise surrounded Lin Fan, leaving him no chance to escape.

“This is seriously trying to screw me over,” Lin Fan’s heart trembled. Then, his aura surged, and countless divine techniques erupted forth. He threw a punch, unleashing a vast and mighty force.

This punch contained all of Lin Fan’s cultivated abilities and his understanding of the heavens and earth, a move that could shake the heavens and move the spirits. His fingers spread wide, and a supreme immortal artifact erupted forth.

Explode!

Explode!

Boom! The punch slammed directly into the Holy Temple Paradise.

A faint hole appeared. Without hesitation, Lin Fan darted into it. These two’s strength exceeded everything he had encountered. He needed a plan to lure them far away, then use the soap to completely eliminate them.

Whoosh!

“Come if you’ve got the guts!” Lin Fan roared, drawing their attention.

The Future Immeasurable King Buddha and the God of Light did not take Lin Fan seriously. To them, this was merely the final desperate struggle of an insignificant ant.

With one step, they crossed ten thousand miles. In the blink of an eye, the two had already appeared in front of Lin Fan.

“Layman, if you can escape from this King Buddha’s palm, then you win,” Future Immeasurable King Buddha said softly. Then, he flipped his palm, as if unleashing an ultimate divine technique. A palm the size of the sky appeared, turning the entire sky golden with radiant light. At a glance, it was Future Immeasurable King Buddha’s palm.

“You’re treating me like a monkey now?” Lin Fan was furious at that moment. Then, with a flick of his finger, he shouted, “Soap, go!”

Lin Fan didn’t care anymore—if they wanted to play, he would play with them wholeheartedly.

The Lin’s Soap appeared instantly.

Future Immeasurable King Buddha was momentarily stunned, his eyes narrowing as he gazed at the white soap, seemingly recalling something. Then, lotus flowers bloomed, and in a flash, he vanished.

Whoosh!

In an instant, he was gone.

“What the hell?” Lin Fan was stunned, as if he had seen a ghost. How could Future Immeasurable King Buddha be so clever as to leave immediately?

“Immeasurable, what exactly is going on?” The光明主神 was slightly puzzled, not understanding what had just happened.

Lin Fan inwardly cursed. This damn bastard actually figured out his tactics.

The soap had only been used once at Kunlun Divine Sect. Could Future Immeasurable King Buddha have noticed his trick back then?

At the moment Lin Fan pulled out the soap, Future Immeasurable King Buddha had immediately fled without any hesitation.

Clearly, Future Immeasurable King Buddha must have known the soap’s power, or else he wouldn’t have run away so quickly.

The光明主神 looked at the scene before him, his solemn expression turning puzzled. Why had Future Immeasurable King Buddha suddenly disappeared? Had he seen something?

Lin Fan looked at the Guangming Lord God standing in the void, gritted his teeth, and decided not to waste the effort he had already exerted.

“Primarch of Light, take this!” Lin Fan roared.

The white soap flew in a strange trajectory and landed in the Brightness God’s hand. The Brightness God was momentarily stunned, then grabbed the soap.

“What is this?” the Lord of Light wondered.

Suddenly—

His hand slipped.

The soap dropped onto the void.

The光明主神 was stunned, slightly lowering his head to look at the soap at his feet, feeling a strange sensation.

He should pick it up.

But the angle felt slightly off.

The光明主神 took a step back, then bent down, sticking out his butt, and reached for the soap.

In an instant, the heavens and earth fell silent, as if time had frozen.

The Light Lord was shocked, suddenly realizing—how could he have done such a thing?

“There’s still one more role needed,” Lin Fan knew the soap’s function.

Once someone bent down and picked it up, a localized, fierce attack would follow.

“Primordial Demon, count on you!” Lin Fan immediately threw out the Primordial Demon.

The Primordial Demon, who had been cultivating, saw this and roared, “Brother, we had a deal!”

But at this moment, Lin Fan gave the Primordial Demon no chance to negotiate. He directly manipulated the soap, drawing the Primordial Demon toward the God of Light.

Boom!

The Primordial Demon suddenly appeared behind the God of Light. With two massive arms, he swung left and right, slapping the God of Light’s buttocks.

Crack!

It was as if a bolt of thunder had exploded inside the Light Lord’s mind.

“You…”