Chapter 193: Should I Be a Little More Arrogant?
"So strong!"
"Are all low-tier dynasty people this terrifying?"
"Wait… didn't someone just call him Brother Lin Fan? Why does that name sound familiar?"
"Lin Fan! I remember now—he's the one who destroyed the Windcloud Dynasty single-handedly a few days ago! That dynasty was strong even among the super dynasties!"
"It's really him?!"
…
As whispers spread across the plaza, everyone began recalling Lin Fan's legendary feat. When they realized it wasn't just bragging earlier, their views of him changed entirely.
This man could actually back up his words.
"You're the Lin Fan who destroyed the Windcloud Dynasty?"
The cold-faced youth in black from the Great Sheng Dynasty stiffened slightly when he heard the crowd, his expression twisting.
"No wonder you're so arrogant!"
Lin Fan smiled faintly.
"Since you said it… maybe I should act a little arrogant."
Then his voice turned cold.
"Hand over your Nirvana Seal—or die."
The crowd froze.
In this core region, stealing Nirvana Seals was common.
But for someone from a low-tier dynasty to threaten a super dynasty directly?
This was a first.
The members of the Great Sheng Dynasty looked furious.
"You want to take the Nirvana Seal from me, Shen Jun? You've got an appetite—
but let's see if you can stomach it!"
The black-clad youth's eyes glinted as a black dagger shot from his fingertips, aiming directly for Lin Fan's throat.
Whoosh!
The dagger flew like lightning—
But just before it struck, Lin Fan's fingers curved, and a Vermilion Bird claw formed in front of his neck, cloaked in three-colored flame.
Shhhh!
The moment the dagger touched the claw, it disintegrated into nothing.
"Swish! Swish!"
Shen Jun's expression darkened. He leapt backward, creating afterimages, and fired a barrage of black energy blades, raining them toward all of Lin Fan's vital points.
"Vermilion Flame Barrier!"
Lin Fan barked out, hands forming seals as yuan power roared from within him.
In an instant, a crimson barrier shaped like a cauldron or bell, wrapped in three-colored flame, surrounded his body.
Around the barrier, a Vermilion Bird phantom circled and danced!
"Ssshhh!"
The barrage of black blades—all capable of piercing the flesh of even peak Three Yuan Nirvana experts—vanished without a trace as they struck the barrier.
"Vermilion Claw!"
Within the shield, Lin Fan roared again.
His right hand curled, then slashed toward Shen Jun.
High above, a giant crimson claw appeared in the sky.
Fwoooosh!
It burned with Nirvana Fire, and deep within its core slithered wisps of Nirvana Demon Flame.
The air burned—white mist rose as reality warped.
"Tssskkk!"
Wherever the claw passed, space split open with a shriek.
Shen Jun's face turned ashen as he sensed imminent danger.
He panicked, summoning a black giant bell, hurling it upward to clash with the claw.
The bell—a powerful Earth-tier spirit treasure—howled through the air like a war horn.
DONG!
The crimson claw slammed into the bell, and a sharp bell tone echoed across the battlefield.
The sound wave alone cleaved through massive trees.
BOOM!
A second later, the bell exploded into fragments!
In one strike, Shen Jun's Earth-tier treasure was obliterated!
Whoosh!
As the fragments fell, the crimson claw pressed on—blazing fast—and grabbed at Shen Jun.
"Ghost Blade Seal!"
Shen Jun, terrified, formed seals with shaking hands.
A massive black ghost blade appeared, swinging down to intercept the claw.
CLANG!
The black blade struck the claw—
But only held for a few seconds before being devoured by the Nirvana Demon Flame.
Shen Jun's eyes filled with panic. He turned to flee.
Too late.
The claw caught him instantly, encasing him in flame.
"AAAHHH—!"
As the fire and Demon Flame consumed him, Shen Jun shrieked in agony.
Lin Fan released the barrier, and the claw, with Shen Jun in its grip, returned to him.
He waved his hand, taking Shen Jun's spatial pouch and Nirvana Seal.
Moments later, Shen Jun was burned to nothing.
From start to finish—it took only seconds.
Everyone from the Great Sheng Dynasty, and every onlooker, was stunned speechless.
"I thought maybe Lin Fan's destruction of the Windcloud Dynasty was exaggerated—
but now I see, it was all real!"
"Shen Jun was a strong Four Yuan Nirvana expert… and still got one-shotted! Terrifying!"
"Lin Fan's strength must be at least Five Yuan Nirvana…
Only the top ten ranked super dynasties might have such monstrous power!"
Low whispers spread across the plaza.
Everyone was filled with new levels of dread.
This man… was only getting scarier.
Mo Ling, Man Shan, and Du Yun exchanged glances—shaken to their core.
The remaining Great Sheng Dynasty members were struck with terror.
They couldn't believe it.
Just one clash, and Shen Jun was dead.
"Hand over your Nirvana Seals and spatial pouches.
I'll spare your lives."
Lin Fan looked at the trembling Great Sheng Dynasty members and spoke coldly.
In this core region, seizing Nirvana Seals was the norm.
Lin Fan didn't intend to slaughter everyone.
But for someone like Shen Jun, who didn't know when to back off—
He was the warning.
"W-We'll hand them over!"
The Great Sheng Dynasty cultivators rushed to comply, fearful he'd change his mind.
And so began Lin Fan's loot collection.
Terrified, they handed over everything without protest—spatial pouches and Nirvana Seals.
"Let's keep moving."
With a satisfied nod, Lin Fan led his group away from the rest stop.
And his actions?
Once again shook the entire core region.
His reputation—already enormous—reached new heights.
Soon after leaving, Lin Fan's group continued their swift journey toward Hundred Dynasty Mountain.
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