“Fighting me? That’s practically seeking your own doom.”
With a flick of his sleeve, Lin Fan caused the heavens and earth to tremble, and all things to bow. What could even a fourth-stage immortal realm expert of the divine sky do? From the moment he crossed paths with Lin Fan, his fate had already been sealed.
Indeed, slaying an immortal realm expert brought tremendous benefits. The power of their inner realm merged into Lin Fan’s, while his entire essence, energy, and spirit were absorbed by ancient monstrous beasts.
Lin Fan discovered that the higher one’s cultivation, the greater the benefits.
As an immortal realm expert, every piece of Kuisheng the Devil’s flesh contained boundless magical power. For such an expert, even a small piece of flesh the size of a thumb could crush an expert of the wasteland sky realm into pulp.
Therefore, defeating an expert like Kuisheng the Devil brought benefits equivalent to slaying tens of thousands of wasteland sky experts, or even far surpassing them, because this was a qualitative leap.
Once he exited this secret water-fire realm, Lin Fan planned to absorb the fragment of the Heaven-Defying King’s inner realm, pushing his own inner realm to an even more peak state.
As a seventh-stage “All Laws Unified” realm expert of the divine sky, the Heaven-Defying King’s inner realm was undoubtedly extraordinary. To Lin Fan, it was an invaluable treasure.
With the fragment of his inner realm, advancing to the fourth-stage immortal realm would be no difficult feat.
But now, what Lin Fan cared more about was what had become of Luo Yi and that ancient race expert.
…
“I wonder what’s happening inside,” murmured Elder Yunhe, stroking his white beard with a grave expression.
Hongyun Fairy gazed at the flickering thunderous inner realm, her heart filled with worry.
They could no longer see what was happening inside the realm.
But the one thing that gave them comfort was that as long as the realm remained intact, that meant the person inside was still alive.
Kuisheng the Devil, Luo Yi, and the ancient race expert—each of them was a mighty immortal realm expert, majestic as heaven itself, their auras surging like rain clouds, capable of turning the sky with a mere flip of their hands.
To face three such experts alone was something they couldn’t even imagine.
At this moment, Elder Yunhe’s desire to befriend this outstanding human cultivator grew even stronger.
As long as he survived, he would surely become an unrivaled sovereign and ascend to the peak.
“Senior, can’t you see through it either?” Hongyun asked.
“I can’t. This inner realm is far more powerful than ordinary ones. Look, the crystalline wall has solidified into something as thick as mountains. I wonder how he managed to cultivate such power,” Elder Yunhe sighed.
Inside the realm at this very moment, Lin Fan was searching his way forward when he finally found Luo Yi—and what he saw made his entire being uneasy.
It was too filthy.
Alright, maybe the Lingwu of Dafan was understandable, but who would have thought the Wutong Divine Tree would also get involved?
Smack! Smack!
“Thunder Therapy Grand Method, the path to enlightenment—Shock! Shock!” The Thunder Cultivation King, radiating a holy Buddhist light, now held an electric device. Two streaks of thunder crackled from the device as he pressed them against Luo Yi’s temples.
“Long Xuan, what is he doing?” Xiguang asked in confusion.
“Don’t look, Xiao Guang. Let’s not watch,” Long Xuan said solemnly, covering Xiguang’s eyes. He felt utterly exhausted just witnessing this scene.
“Brother Wutong Divine Tree, could you suck a little slower? You’re draining all my electric power,” the Thunder Cultivation King said anxiously.
“Brother Dafan’s Lingwu, please add a bit more force. Let’s speed things up. I find this fellow stubborn—he’s still resisting.”
“Sure, no problem,” Dafan’s Lingwu replied calmly, increasing the dosage.
At this moment, Luo Yi’s face was flushed red. He roared continuously, hugging a round branch, moving back and forth rapidly, with an extremely fast rhythm.
“What… what exactly are you guys doing?” Lin Fan stood there, stunned. He had no idea what these people were trying to accomplish.
A fourth-stage immortal realm expert, reduced to this state, was being toyed with by this shameless group.
Especially the Thunder Cultivation King’s device—wasn’t that the exact same electric shock device from Earth?
How could Thunder Cultivation King possibly know about such things?
Could it be that the saying “Evil arises from the mind” was true? Was Thunder Cultivation King’s appearance a manifestation of some obsessive thoughts Lin Fan once had?
Speaking of which, when Lin Fan came from Earth to the Xuanhuang World, he loved helping others. He had even volunteered at an electric shock therapy academy for a while, saving countless youths addicted to the internet.
“Master!”
“Master!”
Upon seeing the newcomer, all the Lingwu of the techniques were shocked at first, then calmed down.
“Master, this person is stubborn, fallen into delusion. I am rescuing him from suffering,” the Thunder Cultivation King explained, then his expression turned kind as he looked at the many reformed young disciples nearby.
“All of you watch carefully. The Electric Shock Therapy Academy saves lost souls. He is your junior here, having fallen into the deepest abyss of delusion. To save him, we must exert great effort.”
“If I do not go to hell, who will? Today, I shall perform the first move of the thirty-six Thunder Shock Therapy Techniques—the Thunder Barrage.”
The Thunder Cultivation King’s compassionate heart illuminated the inner realm. The holy light behind his head became even brighter, even more sacred.
“Merciful King! Merciful Principal!”
The children, reformed after the training, shouted in admiration.
“Damn you, let me go! You damned beasts!” Although Luo Yi was controlled by Dafan’s Lingwu, his mind remained clear.
These unknown beings had humiliated him in every way imaginable, filling Luo Yi with fury.
He wanted to kill them all, but his body refused to obey.
The round, seemingly bottomless branch entwined around his crotch felt like something he cherished deeply, unwilling to part with.
But those branches were draining fragments of his inner realm and the essence from his flesh and blood.
If this continued, he would be finished.
When Luo Yi entered the inner realm, he had wanted to break through and escape.
But soon, he sensed something was wrong.
A mysterious fog filled the inner realm. As time passed, he suddenly felt something strange happening to his body—it was becoming uncontrollable.
He tried to resist, but the fog ignored his suppression, continuously seeping into his body and mind until he was completely lost.
Then came these strange beings, suddenly appearing and shamelessly toying with him.
“Ahh!”
A deafening scream shook the heavens.
Powerful thunder energy surged through Luo Yi’s body, an indescribable sensation like a sharp sword piercing deep into his soul.
At this moment, Lin Fan noticed the Wutong Divine Tree’s branches nearby moving strangely. On those branches was clearly the immortal realm expert of the ancient race.
This ancient expert was acting exactly like Luo Yi, treating the Wutong Divine Tree’s branches as if they were a peerless beauty, moving his body rhythmically back and forth, engaging in a shameful act.
Roaring continuously, his face flushed red, as if releasing something.
“Here comes another lost soul! As the Thunder Cultivation King of the Electric Shock Therapy Academy, it is my duty to save them all!” Seeing the ancient race expert, the Thunder Cultivation King’s expression lit up with joy, his eyes sparkling with infinite brilliance.
Lin Fan, witnessing all this, was at a loss for words.
“Beasts… truly beasts.”
After all, even the strongest have their dignity.
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