Chapter 231: Total Annihilation—Who Else Wants Some?
Suspended in midair, Lin Fan immediately released his spiritual power, quickly locating Luo Yi's incoming strike.
With a thought, the Xuanwu Heaven-Suppressing Bell silently appeared.
Luo Yi's blood-drenched palm, as sharp as a blade, slashed forward like lightning—only to strike the massive dark-golden bell.
DONG!
A clear, resonant chime echoed across the heavens.
"Hmph!"
His attack blocked, Luo Yi reappeared on the other side, sneering coldly. He switched from slashing to slicing, his palm like a blade aimed at Lin Fan's throat.
But just then, a black tree suddenly appeared in Lin Fan's hand.
Gripping the root, Lin Fan used the Immortal Essence Tree as a weapon. With a swing full of devastating weight, he smashed it toward Luo Yi!
SCREEE!
The air howled and split from the force. The sheer weight of the blow seemed to materialize into something tangible.
BOOM!
Luo Yi's bladed palm clashed with the tree trunk in a deep, echoing shock.
Luo Yi's face immediately twisted in shock. The moment his palm made contact with the tree, the flow of Yuan Power in his body became sluggish!
BOOM!
Before he could react, a massive counterforce blasted him over ten meters away.
But Lin Fan was already in motion, flashing forward to pursue. The massive tree once again came swinging down.
Luo Yi, having just suffered a loss, wasn't about to take another blow head-on. His eyes flickered as he tried to dodge.
But suddenly—he found the surrounding space frozen!
"Damn it!"
He cursed and summoned a massive, jagged blood-red saber. Surging with Yuan Power, he slashed it toward the incoming tree.
SWOOSH!
A crimson arc of blood energy, ten meters long and reeking of blood, exploded toward the tree.
DONG!
Another thunderous chime rang out as the saber energy collided with the tree trunk.
The shockwave rocked the entire battlefield. Onlookers stared in disbelief.
Lin Fan was actually holding his own against Luo Yi?
Most of the rogue cultivators around here believed they could crush sect disciples at the same level.
But Lin Fan was defying all expectations.
And what came next shocked them even more—
BANG!
With a crash, Luo Yi—saber and all—was smashed into the ground by Lin Fan!
Lin Fan didn't pursue immediately. Instead, a gray line split open on his brow, revealing a savage gray demonic eye.
SWISH!
The moment the eye opened, a gray beam shot out toward Luo Yi!
Still dazed, Luo Yi shot back into the air—only to feel the terrifying pressure of that beam bearing down on him.
His face darkened, and with a furious roar, he poured all his power into his saber.
Behind him, a massive blood-red phantom appeared, dozens of meters tall, holding a jagged saber and oozing an aura of slaughter.
"Blood Blade Ancestor… That's Luo Yi's trump card—Great Asura Blade!"
The crowd gasped, recognizing the technique.
"Great Asura Blade: Asura Slash!"
With a roar, Luo Yi and the phantom behind him struck simultaneously, sending a blood-colored wave sweeping toward Lin Fan's gray beam.
BOOM!
When the two powers collided, the entire world fell silent for a breath.
Then—like a firework—the energies exploded in a magnificent yet deadly bloom of light.
Shockwaves swept across the battlefield. Mountaintops shattered into dust. Those too close were sent flying, coughing blood in terror.
Lin Fan was blown back as well, but he summoned the Xuanwu Heaven-Suppressing Bell, which expanded into a mountainous bell that shielded him completely.
DONG!
The bell trembled, ringing out a deep, resonant chime that silenced the chaos.
Several minutes passed before the dust and storm began to settle.
The forest below was now a wasteland.
Lin Fan quickly spotted Luo Yi.
His hair was disheveled, his clothes torn, and his aura flickered. His face still showed fear from that clash.
"Vermilion Bird Wings!"
Lin Fan activated a technique. Crimson flames burst from his back, forming a pair of blazing wings several meters wide—each wing wreathed in three different types of flame.
WHOOSH!
A Yuan Power storm erupted from the wingbeat, sending weaker cultivators flying.
SWOOSH!
In a crimson flash, Lin Fan appeared in front of Luo Yi.
Startled, Luo Yi instinctively channeled his full power. Golden light burst from his body as he activated his Nirvana Golden Body to its peak.
But then—he saw Lin Fan smirking with disdain.
A glint of gold appeared in Lin Fan's palm.
A tiny golden blade—three inches long.
Luo Yi's pupils shrank in fear. A chill of death crept up his spine.
"No—!"
His raspy scream never finished.
SWISH!
A golden flash passed through his throat.
A thin red line appeared, followed by a spray of blood.
Luo Yi's eyes were wide with disbelief and terror. He couldn't understand how Lin Fan had shattered his Nirvana Golden Body so effortlessly.
His body had been tempered by eight Nirvana Tribulations!
But Lin Fan didn't spare him another glance.
With a flick of his wrist, the golden blade disappeared.
SWOOSH!
Luo Yi's body began to fall—but Lin Fan extended his hand and caught it.
Then—Nirvana Devil Flame exploded from his palm.
In an instant, Luo Yi's body was reduced to ash and vanished without a trace.
Lin Fan turned, scanning the crowd, and said calmly:
"Anyone else?"
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