Chapter 133: The Death of Lin Langtian, Refining the Soul!
Mu Shi, controlling Lin Langtian's body, was stunned when he saw the terrifying Heaven-Covering Hand descend from the sky.
The pitch-black palm engulfed a thousand meters. Even if he wanted to run, there was no escape—he could only face it head-on!
"Eight Desolate Emperor's Hand!"
With a low shout, he unleashed a Creation-grade martial art obtained from the Martial Tablet.
Surging Yuan Power erupted violently, releasing an overwhelming pressure that spread rapidly.
His right hand swept through the air, and from his fingertips, five streams of blood essence shot forth.
The rolling Yuan Power wrapped around them, condensing into a massive palm, glowing with earthy yellow and crimson hues!
BOOM!
In the blink of an eye, the two gigantic palms collided in the air.
The entire sky trembled violently, and Lin City quaked like it had been struck by an earthquake!
Beneath their feet, the shockwave gouged deep craters dozens of meters wide into the ground.
Following behind, Lin Fan and a group of clan elders from the Lin Clan, along with guests from various forces, were all utterly stunned by the spectacle.
These attacks were terrifying—none of them could have blocked either one!
That included even Clan Leader Lin Fan himself!
BOOM!
Under the gazes of the shocked crowd, the two enormous hands finally collided above the sky.
Heaven and earth quaked. Light vanished. Chaos ruled.
Wave after wave of Yuan Power storm exploded in all directions!
Soon, the crimson-yellow palm was crushed by the black Heaven-Covering Hand!
Without slowing, the black palm continued its descent toward "Lin Langtian"!
BOOM!
With a terrifying impact, he was slammed into the ground, creating a human-shaped crater dozens of meters deep!
Hiss—
The crowd gasped. The sheer destructive force was beyond imagination!
Lin Fan secretly felt relieved—if the fight had broken out within Lin City itself, the destruction would have been catastrophic, with likely many casualties from the aftermath alone.
"Brat, I'll come back for you!"
Just as the crowd reeled, a flash of light shot out from the crater. A cold, hateful voice echoed as it fled into the distance.
It was the true soul—Mu Shi—fleeing from Lin Langtian's body!
"Trying to run? Not that easy!"
Lin Fan shouted coldly, instantly mounting the Thunder Sword and chasing after the escaping soul. With a thought, he activated the Spatial Ancestral Talisman—Prison of Space!
In an instant, a space-sealing prison enveloped hundreds of meters, locking the golden soul inside!
"Impossible! You're only at Second Nirvana Stage! How can you seal space?!"
Mu Shi was panicked.
Lin Fan ignored him and continued to compress the spatial prison until the soul was trapped within a mere three-foot-wide space.
"Lin Fan, we have no real grudge. Why must you hunt me to the end?!"
Trapped, the soul roared furiously.
Lin Fan's voice remained indifferent:
"You followed Lin Langtian. That made you my enemy. Now, just accept your fate."
With that, he activated the Devouring Ancestral Talisman, sending its power slowly into the space prison, where it began to devour and refine the golden soul.
Under the swallowing force, the soul's golden light began to fade.
"Ahhh—this is… the Devouring Power? The Devouring Ancestral Talisman?!"
Mu Shi screamed in agony and shock—but it was too late.
No one could hear his cries, trapped inside Lin Fan's space prison.
Lin Fan continued calmly, refining him bit by bit.
Soon, the golden soul was fully devoured, transformed into a ball of golden soul energy, which Lin Fan stored temporarily in his dantian.
With the threat dealt with, Lin Fan returned to the battlefield.
Lin Fan had already retrieved Lin Langtian's body from the crater.
But it was already too late.
Lin Langtian was dead—completely and utterly. His body was smashed to pulp, utterly unrecognizable.
Lin Fan scanned the body with his spiritual sense to be sure. Confirmed.
"Sorry to trouble you, Clan Leader," he said, cupping his hands.
Lin Fan shook his head with a wry smile.
"This was between the two of you. I have no complaints."
"But… some elders who supported Lin Langtian may harbor resentment. I hope you won't hold it against them."
After witnessing Lin Fan's terrifying strength again, Lin Fan realized he couldn't hope to suppress him with status anymore.
In this world, power is everything. And when you're weaker, pretending to be in charge is just asking for humiliation.
Lin Fan smiled. "As long as they don't come looking for trouble, I won't either."
"Besides, after the seed selection, I'll be heading to the Hundred Empire War. I won't be around much anyway."
Hearing that, Lin Fan's eyes lit up. "With your strength, you'll easily pass the seed selection—and surely make waves in the war."
"I won't disappoint, Clan Leader," Lin Fan said confidently.
Lin Fan nodded, then looked down at Lin Langtian's body.
"What should we do with him?"
"Dead men are no threat. Just give him a proper burial," Lin Fan said with a wave.
Lin Fan nodded in approval of Lin Fan's composure.
Lin Fan casually collected Lin Langtian's spatial pouch and said with a smile,
"If there's nothing else, I'll return now. I'll be at the guest courtyard until the clan assembly starts.
Better not stir up any more trouble before then."
"Haha, do as you please." Lin Fan laughed. He had no objection.
Lin Fan gave a nod and turned to find Qing Tan and the others, escorting them back to the guest courtyard.
After he left, the spectators erupted into frenzy.
The sight of Lin Fan crushing Lin Langtian had thoroughly shocked all of Lin City!
After arranging for Lin Langtian's burial, Clan Leader Lin Fan gathered the elders who had supported him and issued stern warnings:
Do not provoke the Flame City Lin Family.
Not that he really needed to.
After what Lin Fan had done—even killing Lin Langtian in front of the clan leader—
Who in their right mind would dare provoke the Flame City branch now?
Back in the guest courtyard, Lin Fan returned to peaceful cultivation, refining the energy from the Spirit Seal.
Life settled into calm once more.
And before anyone knew it…
The day of the Lin Clan Assembly had arrived.
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