Chapter 141: Crushed With a Finger!
Facing the attack of a peak Manifestation Stage expert, Lin Fan remained calm. Yuan Power surged into his palm, forming a massive Yuan Power hand that snatched at the man's fist.
CRACK!
With a crisp sound, the man's fist was instantly crushed.
"AHH!"
The dark-skinned man screamed in agony, struggling desperately—but it was futile.
The Yuan Power hand didn't slow down. It crushed his arm next and then wrapped his entire body in its grip!
BOOM!
A thunderous explosion rang out.
Just moments ago, this boastful Manifestation Stage expert was now reduced to a bloody mist, crushed to death by Lin Fan's hand!
Though it sounded lengthy, the entire confrontation happened in an instant.
Hiss—
Everyone inside and outside the city sucked in a breath of cold air.
A Manifestation Stage expert, killed in one move!
And Lin Fan hadn't even used a martial art!
Too terrifying.
At that moment, everyone who looked at Lin Fan was filled with shock and awe.
After the initial silence, whispers broke out in the crowd.
"Who is this guy? His strength is terrifying!"
"That Manifestation Stage expert didn't even last a second… This is insane!"
"But he just killed someone from the Sacred Light Empire… they won't let this go."
"He still has four companions. If they're all that strong, the Sacred Light Empire won't stand a chance."
…
Soon after, the rest of the Sacred Light group reacted, struggling to accept what had just happened.
"You… you dare kill someone from the Sacred Light Empire?!"
A young man in golden robes glared at Lin Fan, his expression a mix of fury and fear.
This man was Xia Huang, a well-known Manifestation Stage expert in the Sacred Light Empire, especially at this gathering point.
Since entering the Ancient Battlefield, they had always been the ones doing the killing—never the ones being killed.
And now, someone had dared… to kill one of them?
Lin Fan responded lazily,
"Didn't I just do that?"
As he spoke, he reached out and casually retrieved the fallen man's spatial pouch.
Xia Huang's face turned red with rage and shame. "Damn you! You'll pay for this!"
He turned and fled into the city to find reinforcements.
Lin Fan didn't stop him—he just watched him go.
"Brother Lin Fan, why let him escape?" Man Shan asked, puzzled.
Lin Fan smiled calmly.
"Let him go fetch the rest. Saves me the trouble of chasing them down."
"Impressive…"
Man Shan was stunned. Only someone like Lin Fan had the strength—and confidence—for something like this.
Their voices weren't quiet, so many in the crowd heard every word. Their expressions were full of fear, admiration… and disbelief.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Suddenly, seven strong auras descended from the sky. Xia Huang was among them.
The group included five Manifestation Stage experts, and one man with the aura of a peak Manifestation Stage cultivator.
He wore a blue robe, had sharp features and thin lips, and radiated murderous intent.
"Senior Brother Li, that's him! He refused to pay and killed our man!" Xia Huang pointed furiously.
This blue-robed man was Li Sheng, the Sacred Light Empire's leader at this gathering point.
"You dare kill someone from our empire? Kill yourself now," Li Sheng said coldly, arms crossed in arrogance.
Lin Fan raised an eyebrow.
"Does the Sacred Light Empire only produce arrogant fools? A mere peak Manifestation Stage cultivator dares to posture in front of me?"
"Let me show you just how delusional you are if you think you can play king with that level of strength."
Everyone watching was stunned.
Clearly, this was going to end badly.
"You're courting death!"
Enraged, Li Sheng stepped forward and punched at Lin Fan without hesitation.
"Holy Light Radiance!"
His Yuan Power erupted like a volcano, and from his fist exploded tens of thousands of golden beams, radiating crushing pressure as they shot toward Lin Fan.
The crowd quickly backed away in fear—none of them could withstand an attack like that.
Sacred Light's disciples sneered, certain they'd see Lin Fan die.
Others hoped for a miracle. After all, no one liked being extorted by Sacred Light.
But Lin Dong and his group stood calm.
They knew—Lin Fan had killed a Nirvana Stage cultivator before.
"Let me warm up with you," Lin Fan said, utterly unfazed.
As the attack approached, Lin Fan took a single step forward and raised one finger.
With that simple motion, the sky suddenly darkened, and Yuan Power rioted—
A thousand-meter-long black finger descended from the clouds like a falling meteor, imbued with wild and desolate power.
This was the Great Wilderness Imprisoning Heaven Finger—a technique that could imprison the very heavens!
"What a terrifying martial art!"
Everyone gasped. The oppressive aura shook them to their core.
Li Sheng's face finally changed. The arrogance vanished.
He quickly summoned a giant sound-drum—an artifact of light and sound—and struck it.
From the drum exploded sonic waves that formed sharp golden arrows, shooting toward Lin Fan.
But Lin Fan was unmoved.
The black finger fell without pause—
BOOM!
It struck the drum, shattering it instantly—
And then continued downward—
Right onto Li Sheng's head!
BANG!
With a deafening explosion, Li Sheng's head exploded, and his body soon followed, reduced to blood and mist in an instant!
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