Chapter 198: Not Just Words—I'll Beat You Down Too!
When that voice rang out, all eyes turned instinctively.
There, at the edge of the rocky field, a handsome youth in green robes slowly descended from the sky.
Atop a massive boulder, Lan Ying and Qing Feng looked up at the approaching figure.
"That's Lin Fan?"
Qing Feng's expression turned slightly serious.
Lan Ying nodded gently.
"Yes."
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
More figures rushed in behind Lin Fan—it was Lin Dong, Liu Bai, and the rest of their group.
From all directions, waves of people came surging in, surrounding the rocky terrain.
All of them had come to watch the spectacle unfold.
"Those three are the Song family devils of the Heavenly Demon Dynasty.
Behind them are the leaders of the Bloodprint and Bonejade Dynasties—on par with the Daluo Dynasty's Xiao Shan."
Liu Bai stood beside Lin Fan, eyes narrowed as he whispered an introduction.
The three standing at the center, cloaked in skull-emblazoned robes, were exuding their full auras—clearly all Fifth Yuan Nirvana Realm powerhouses.
To most, they were formidable.
To Lin Fan, they were merely obstacles.
Around the battlefield, dozens of elites from the three demon-aligned dynasties circled like wolves, ready to pounce.
But despite the massive tension, the onlookers remained strangely silent.
Even those driven half-mad by the Hundred Dynasty Forest's chaos grew calm in the face of the Song family's aura.
The three Song brothers' eyes slowly shifted toward Lin Fan's group, smiles twisted on their faces.
"Clap! Clap!"
Song Zhen, the eldest, slowly clapped and chuckled.
"So you're Lin Fan.
I must say, your courage is… admirable."
"If it weren't for our legacies, I might've liked to befriend you."
"Not interested."
Lin Fan's tone was flat as he glanced at Song Zhen.
"You little—don't think a bit of fame makes you worthy to stand before the Heavenly Demon Dynasty!"
Song Que snapped coldly.
"Heh. The way you bark almost sounds as arrogant as me,"
Xiao Diao said with a mocking grin.
Song Que's gaze turned sharp.
With a flick of his finger, a spiraling gust of force shot toward Xiao Diao like lightning.
But Xiao Diao didn't move.
Before it even reached ten meters, the spiral wind dispersed into mist.
Gasps rippled through the onlookers.
"You dare play games in front of your Grandpa Diao?
If you're ready to die, come down here.
Heavenly Demon Dynasty? Never heard of it."
Xiao Diao sneered, cold light flickering in his eyes.
"YOU COURT DEATH!"
Song Que roared as his killing intent burst forth, shocking many.
"Hahaha… all these years, this is the first time anyone dared insult the Heavenly Demon Dynasty."
Song Zhen smiled, though his eyes gleamed with menace.
"Why do people from these super dynasties always love to run their mouths?"
Lin Fan rolled his eyes, clearly losing patience.
"Not only will I insult you—I'll beat you too!"
As he spoke, Lin Fan moved without warning.
A flicker of thought activated the Soul Suppressing Bell in his mind.
Then, he waved his right hand.
A massive, formless palm of yuan power materialized and flew straight toward Song Zhen.
"SLAP!"
Before anyone could react, Lin Fan slapped Song Zhen across the face, sending him flying into a giant boulder.
Uproar!
Everyone gasped.
Even Lan Ying and Qing Feng were stunned.
Qing Feng turned to Lan Ying, gave her a thumbs-up, and whispered,
"Lin Fan isn't just strong—he's brutally efficient too."
Lan Ying's expression grew solemn.
"Lin Fan only showed a sliver of his aura just now… but I can already feel it—
He's likely broken through the Fifth Yuan Nirvana Realm."
"What?! Could he already be at Sixth Yuan?"
Qing Feng was shocked.
"We'll see," Lan Ying replied calmly.
"LIN FAN, I'LL KILL YOU!"
Song Zhen's voice snarled with hatred as he stood up, bloodied and furious.
His energy surged like a volcano.
BOOM!
The stone behind him shattered to dust.
Dark light exploded from his body.
It twisted and writhed, emanating a strange, violent power—eerily similar to the Devouring Ancestor Symbol, but colder, crueler.
Within seconds, the black energy formed a massive trident, engraved with an ominous beast's maw that looked capable of swallowing the heavens.
Realizing Lin Fan was no easy foe, Song Zhen used one of his strongest moves immediately.
"To die under the legacy of the Gluttonous Sect is no shame!"
With a roar, he vanished into a blur.
The next instant, he appeared before Lin Fan—
Trident blazing with deathly energy, crashing down like a black wave!
"Vermilion Claw!"
Lin Fan didn't flinch.
With a calm shout, his right hand curled and struck forward!
Above him, a massive crimson claw formed in the sky.
FOOM!
Nirvana Fire blazed, and at its core… wisps of Nirvana Demon Flame danced violently.
The claw burned the air itself as it tore forward.
"TSSSKKK!"
Everywhere it passed, space shredded apart, ripping through reality as it surged toward its target.
CLANG!
The trident slammed into the crimson claw.
Sparks flew—metal howled.
"HSSHHH!"
In just moments, the trident melted away, consumed by the claw's core fire!
And the crimson claw, undeterred, shot toward Song Zhen like a thunderbolt!
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