Courting Death

The butterfly flew away.

The behemoth seemed to find the game even more interesting; its One-Eye, as large as a lava lake, gleamed with even greater curiosity.

It suddenly swung its tail!

That colossal tail, covered with endless rocks and soil, carrying the most primal and magnificent Origin Source of the earth, swept across the sky like a brown chasm!

This time, Chen Fan did not dodge.

The Life-and-Death Dao Blood within his body resonated violently at this moment, and its vast and unparalleled power converged entirely on his right fist.

He threw a punch, simple and unpretentious.

Boom!!

The fist collided head-on with a piece of carapace the size of a mountain.

Amidst a deafening roar, a visible shockwave spread wildly, instantly tearing the thick clouds in the sky into shreds.

Chen Fan was thrown back a hundred meters by this tremendous force.

He shook his slightly numb right fist, his gaze falling on the giant beast's indestructible carapace.

There, only a tiny white mark remained.

Such a strong physique.

"Roar!"

Having failed in its first attack, the behemoth seemed to grow impatient and suddenly opened its enormous maw, large enough to devour Stars.

The next instant, a beam of destructive light, formed from the purest Origin Source energy, was blindingly bright and tore through the sky, fiercely spewing out towards Chen Fan!

The strength of this power is already approaching the Late Stage of the Seventh Grade Immortal Realm!

Chen Fan's eyes narrowed, and he no longer held back.

"The Life-and-Death Domain!"

A huge black and white roulette wheel appeared behind him, with the two currents of life and death circulating, like an unbreakable dam that barely withstood the onslaught of the destructive beam of light.

In the midst of the stalemate, Chen Fan keenly perceived the key point.

Although the power of this behemoth was vast and boundless, it consisted only of the purest Life and Death. Its attacks lacked variation and the complex understanding of the Dao that he possessed.

Its life form is primitive and powerful, but also... a little too pure.

I see.

Having found a way to break the deadlock, Chen Fan no longer tried to fight it head-on.

His figure transformed into a golden Stream of Light, flowing upstream against the beam of light, instantly closing in on the colossal beast's massive, mountain-like body.

Then, he gently placed his right palm on the giant beast's body.

Beneath his palm, the World Seal Dao Mark, refined from the entire Origin Ancient Realm, quietly emerged.

It was a miniature, perfect phantom of a world.

"Offend."

Chen Fan uttered two words softly.

Above the Dao Mark, the gray Power of Law representing Annihilation and decay was activated instantly!

Buzz!

The behemoth's boundless, seemingly inexhaustible Life Origin found an outlet at this moment, and was frantically drawn out and refined by the World Seal under Chen Fan's palm!

"Roar...?"

The behemoth let out a mournful cry filled with confusion and pain.

It couldn't understand why its strength was being rapidly drained away just from that tiny butterfly touching it.

Centered on the spot where Chen Fan's palm pressed down, its mountain-like, solid body began to rapidly turn into sand!

Vast swathes of rock and crust turned to ashes, and massive amounts of flesh and blood lost their vitality, turning into dust that filled the sky.

This process was extremely fast.

It was also extremely quiet.

In just a dozen breaths, the colossal beast that stood tall and imposing was silently reduced to a cloud of gray dust that blotted out the sun, scattering down in abundance.

In its place, only a giant core, crystal clear and radiating an intensely rich Origin Power, remained, silently suspended.

Chen Fan exhaled a long breath and reached out to touch the core.

Almost the instant they touched, the World Seal within his Dantian immediately emitted an incredibly intense desire, like that of someone starved for ten thousand years.

This stuff is incredibly nourishing for it!

Without further hesitation, Chen Fan sat cross-legged on the core, preparing to circulate his cultivation technique to completely refine it.

At that very moment.

His Divine Sense jolted, as if pricked by a needle.

He clearly sensed that dozens of powerful, violent wills were rapidly closing in on his location from all directions.

Their goal is self-evident.

It was right here at his feet, the spoils of war he had just obtained.

Chen Fan was not in a hurry to refine the giant core.

He simply sat cross-legged calmly on it, his eyes slightly closed, all his energy completely withdrawn, like a stubborn rock blending into its surroundings.

Only that still-childish face and the colossal beast core beneath his feet, radiating immense Origin Power, formed a strange harmony.

He seemed to be waiting.

We wait for the wind to come, and we also wait for the guests to arrive.

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!

A dozen streaks of Stream of Light, exuding an aura of violence and bloodshed, pierced the sky and crashed to the ground almost simultaneously. The earth cracked, and dust billowed everywhere.

Stream of Light faded, figures of various shapes and sizes were revealed, completely surrounding Chen Fan and the core of the giant beast.

They are the elite of the Insect Race.

Some resemble giant scorpions, their tail hooks gleaming with a ghostly blue venomous light; others have wings on their backs, their compound eyes like countless tiny rubies, flashing with a bloodthirsty light.

Without exception, the aura emanating from them remained steadily at the level of the Seventh Grade Immortal Realm.

Leading the pack was a mantis-like insectoid Insect Race covered in a menacing Purple-Black carapace.

It was taller than its companions, and its six eyes, gleaming with an eerie light, were fixed on the core beneath Chen Fan's feet, its greed and cruelty almost tangible.

A piercing Divine Thought, like a steel needle, pierced Chen Fan's mind.

"Human Race... offer this, and you will be left with a whole corpse!"

Chen Fan slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were calm and clear, like an ancient well, without the slightest ripple.

His gaze swept calmly over the group of uninvited guests, and he tilted his head slightly, a hint of doubt in his voice.

"These are my spoils of war, why should I give them to you?"

This seemingly innocuous rhetorical question, however, was interpreted by the Insect Race as the most extreme provocation.

The mantis leader's six eyes suddenly narrowed, followed by a furious hiss of Divine Thought.

"Court death!"

It was too lazy to waste any more words.

To deal with such an arrogant and ignorant Human Race child, just crush him.

Six blade-like arms swung sharply, and the chilling kill order was issued instantly.

"Kill!"

In an instant, the siege erupted!

A powerful Insect Race opened his mouth and spewed out a large cloud of foul-smelling poisonous mist, the air itself hissing as it passed through.

On the other side, two Insect Race attacked simultaneously, their sharp bone blades slashing out in a crisscross pattern, forming an impenetrable net of death that blocked all of Chen Fan's escape routes.

Even more extreme, some directly activated their Origin Source, unleashing waves of energy containing the laws of corrosion and decay from all directions, working together seamlessly.

This combination of attacks is ruthless and efficient, enough to make any Seventh Grade Immortal Realm expert of the same level flustered and even die on the spot.

However, faced with this seemingly inescapable predicament, Chen Fan did not even get up.

He remained seated cross-legged atop the massive core, but raised his right hand, extended his index finger, and gently touched the Void before him.