Chapter 27

When you demons slaughtered all living beings and harmed the myriad races,

had you ever felt even the slightest remorse?

Lin Fan replied with a light laugh.

Insolence!

Donghuang Taiyi bellowed in fury, and the Chaos Bell shattered through space as it came flying.

Lin Fan calmly summoned thirty-six Sea Calming Divine Pearls,

transforming them into thirty-six layers of heavenly realms that unleashed the might of the four seas.

The clang of metal rang through the nine heavens,

and the two sides were evenly matched.

As the Chaos Bell wailed and flew backward,

light blazed around Lin Fan.

Extinction Chaos Divine Thunder turned into a sea of lightning and poured down,

instantly covering Di Jun's divine body in cracks,

his hair and beard standing on end as he looked like some strange creature.

Ah—

Amid his shrill howls,

Di Jun's face twisted, nearly splitting apart.

The fire-spewing eyes wished they could devour Lin Fan alive.

Yet that seemingly tiny body

stood as immovable as the dawn of chaos.

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Di Jun struggled desperately, yet could not break free.

At last, he could bear it no longer.

The mana within him erupted like a raging flood.

Amid an earth-shattering boom, a rain of blood filled the sky.

Di Jun did not hesitate to expend his origin, shattering his fleshly body and using a blood escape technique to be reborn, instantly putting distance between himself and Lin Fan.

Alongside the hatred in his eyes was an added trace of fear.

Demons, heed my command! Form the formation and slaughter the human race!

Donghuang Taiyi's furious roar shook the heavens.

In an instant, countless demons turned into a torrent and swept down.

Demonic shadows blotting out the sky enveloped the land, while mountain-sized beasts bared fangs that could prop up the heavens.

Tens of millions of demons charged forward one after another, unstoppable in their momentum.

Lin Fan's actions had utterly enraged Donghuang Taiyi.

He intended to use human flesh and blood to forge the Witch-Slaying Sword and annihilate the Witch Race.

Even if Lin Fan's divine abilities were peerless, how many people could he protect?

Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi stood watching, their expressions grave.

Just as the demons poured out in full force, a clear voice rang across the battlefield:

Little brother Lin Fan, do not panic. Your Sister has arrived!

Boundless murderous aura suddenly emerged.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches led hundreds of millions of Witch Race warriors as they descended upon the battlefield, their fighting spirit soaring into the heavens.

Houtu drifted down gracefully beside Lin Fan.

The expressions of the demon sages changed drastically.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi frowned deeply. As they looked at the Witch Race army that covered the heavens and earth, doubt filled their hearts:

Since when had the Witch Race, always so reckless, become this shrewd?

Donghuang Taiyi shouted coldly:

What do you barbaric witches intend to do? Are you planning to violate the Zixiao Palace decree again?

In former years, during the bloody war between witches and demons,

the Twelve Ancestral Witches gathered the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Fiends Grand Formation, summoned Pangu's dharma form, and shattered the Heavenly Court with a single strike.

Fortunately, Dao Ancestor Hongjun issued a decree,

establishing an agreement that the heavens belonged to demons and the earth to witches,

ordering both sides to cease fighting for a million years.

Yet the Witch Race had previously broken the agreement and attacked the heavens,

and now they had appeared here again.

Donghuang Taiyi merely invoked the Dao Ancestor's name to intimidate the witches.

Ridiculous! You slaughter the human race, clearly intending to sever the foundation of our Witch Race!

With such vicious scheming, you still expect us to stand by and watch?

Dijiang's face was as cold as frost.

Since ancient times, the Witch Race had revered only Pangu.

Why would they take Hongjun's decree seriously?

Moreover, this concerned the survival of their race.

Di Jun showed no intention of backing down.

Why waste words? Fists are reason!

You feathered beasts bullied the few with the many in the East Sea before—

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After pondering briefly, Di Jun swept his sleeve.

Return to the Heavenly Palace!

With the decree issued, the myriad demons formed ranks and returned to the nine heavens.

Damned Kunpeng, do not flee!

How could the hot-tempered Zhurong and Gonggong let him go? With furious shouts, they both pounced toward that afterimage.

The Demon Master Kunpeng had already suffered severe injuries after successive fierce battles. How could he dare face the edge of two Ancestral Witches head-on? He immediately transformed into wind and fled.

Bah! That feathered bastard ran fast enough!

The next time we meet him, we'll tear him in two!

The two Ancestral Witches failed to catch him and could only withdraw in anger. The heaven-shaking battle finally came to an end.

When the smoke cleared, countless gazes remained fixed on Lin Fan.

Facing the demon army alone at the Great Luo realm, fighting Di Jun and Taiyi without defeat—this battle shook the world.

That figure in white stood proudly between heaven and earth, like an unfalling blazing sun, blooming with radiance that dimmed the heavens.

The Primordial World's great powers watching from the shadows were chilled to the bone:

That boy's future...

Before even reaching Hunyuan, he already possessed such power...

Such a monstrous prodigy had never been seen throughout history!

When they recalled the various forbidden divine abilities the youth had displayed, these ancient monsters who had lived through countless calamities all trembled.

At this moment, Houtu gently stroked the youth's head.

Lin Fan had long since grown used to it—beginning with Nuwa, these goddesses always liked doing this.

Turning toward Zhenyuanzi, the youth solemnly cupped his hands in salute:

Thank you, Senior.

The daoist in azure robes laughed heartily and waved his hand. "You are too polite, little friend. Daoist friend Hongyun was able to enter the Human Teachings and receive Empress Wa's protection entirely because of your advice that day."

Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi shared a deep friendship, so helping Hongyun was equivalent to helping Zhenyuanzi.

Zhenyuanzi acted both to repay Lin Fan's favor and to befriend him.

After catching up with Hongyun, Zhenyuanzi took his leave.

Lin Fan then looked toward the Ancestral Witches present.

Houtu had hurried here from Buzhou Mountain.

She had been unable to explain the full course of events in detail.

Yet she had still led so many Witch Race members here to aid him, warming Lin Fan's heart.

Walking up to the Ancestral Witches, Lin Fan cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, fellow Ancestral Witch Daoist Friends."

As the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Dijiang laughed heartily. "You are too polite, little friend. You saved our younger sister and are the benefactor of our race. Besides, today you fought not only for the human race, but also for ours."

His gaze toward Lin Fan was filled with approval.

Zhurong and Gonggong spoke up immediately afterward.

Indeed! Little friend, saving our younger sister in the East Sea was a favor as weighty as a mountain to the Witch Race. This small bit of assistance is not worth mentioning.

If you need anything in the future, I, Gonggong, will certainly help with all my strength.

I had long found those two Golden Crows unpleasant to look at. Seeing you display your might and defeat them today was truly satisfying!

The other Ancestral Witches also looked at Lin Fan with admiration.

The Witch Race had always revered the strong.

Today, Lin Fan had fought Di Jun and Taiyi, severely injuring them both.

He could be called the first person since the Creation of Heaven and Earth

to earn their sincere respect.

Zhurong said eagerly, "Little friend, your divine might today is admirable. Would you be willing to spar with me?"

Gonggong also chimed in, "I too would like to learn a few moves from you."

Seeing how enthusiastic the two were,

Houtu frowned slightly. "Lin Fan has just gone through a fierce battle and needs rest. How can you act like this?"

You worry too much, little sister. I think little friend Lin Fan looks full of vigor, Dijiang said with a laugh.

Zhurong burst into loud laughter.

Gonggong immediately joined in.

Houtu glared at the two, fury flickering in her eyes.

Zhurong and Gonggong immediately fell silent.

Although their younger sister's mana was not high,

she was the most cherished among the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

If they angered her, her elder brothers would not be easy to deal with.

Sister Houtu, don't worry. I'm fine.

As it happens, I have long wanted to witness the strength of the Ancestral Witches.

Lin Fan said with a smile.

Hearing this, Houtu no longer tried to dissuade him.

Gonggong and Zhurong's eyes lit up.

Which of you two will go first?

Lin Fan was eager to try.

Hongyun was the first to notice something strange, his expression turning odd.

He had worn the same expression when sparring with Lin Fan last time.

Hongyun suddenly had a premonition.

The two Ancestral Witches were likely going to suffer.

I'll go first!

Zhurong shot forward first, his massive fist tearing through the air as it struck at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan activated the Sacred Emperor Golden Body and drew upon the origin of strength within him. Sacred light surrounded his body as he met the attack head-on.

Seeing that he actually intended to receive it with his fleshly body, Dijiang and the others changed color in shock.

He dared to withstand an Ancestral Witch's body head-on?

Wasn't that too arrogant?

They knew better than anyone how formidable Zhurong's physical body was.

Such a confrontation was truly dangerous.

Houtu's eyes were full of worry.

Just as everyone watched in astonishment,

a thunderous boom tore through the sky.

Zhurong flew backward like a meteor and crashed down.

Lin Fan, however, did not move an inch.

All the Ancestral Witches froze.

Even Houtu, who had witnessed Lin Fan's strength before, was deeply shocked.

This little fellow was fierce and adorable!

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Gonggong's battle intent instead grew even stronger.

"Haha, fellow cultivator Lin Fan, take this!"

With those words, Gonggong's figure suddenly blurred as he charged straight at Lin Fan.

He moved so swiftly that only an afterimage remained, while explosive bursts of air rang out in midair.

Under the gaze of Lin Fan's Void-Piercing Divine Eyes, every trace was revealed in perfect detail.

That attack spread clearly before his eyes like ink bleeding across rice paper.

Yet he did not meet it head-on with his body again, instead tracing yin and yang through the air with both hands.

The lunar and solar laws intertwined and revolved, condensing into a Great Yin Yang Sacred Seal that blasted forth.

Gonggong's charge did not slow. The instant he touched the sacred seal, his violent force was completely swallowed and transformed.

The next moment, an overwhelming force rebounded, sending him flying back the way he had come.

He flew back even faster than he had charged in, like a meteor streaking in reverse, before crashing down with a tremendous boom ten thousand miles away.

His head plunged into the ground first, while his legs twitched wildly in the air.

The entire continent trembled as though a giant were beating a drum.

His upside-down posture looked exactly like an iron nail hammered into the earth's core by brute force.

Dijiang and Zhu Jiuyin's facial muscles twitched, their expressions strange.

Houtu and Xuanming turned their faces away, their shoulders trembling faintly.

Zhurong suddenly let out a snort of laughter—he and Gonggong had always been mortal enemies.

Seeing his rival suffer such humiliation, delight rushed straight to his head.

Fellow cultivator Lin Fan truly possessed peerless divine abilities.

I am utterly convinced!

Zhurong held his head high, his surrender coming as smoothly as flowing water.

"Ancestor Witch Zhurong is too modest. Your physical strength has also earned my admiration."

Lin Fan cupped his hands in return, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

"I hope we can spar and verify our paths more often in the future, tempering one another like whetstones."

This free sparring partner is far tougher than Hongyun within a hundred thousand miles.

"Excellent! Excellent!"

Zhurong clapped his hands and laughed heartily, readily agreeing.

When Gonggong returned, covered in dust and dirt, he happened to see his nemesis grinning from ear to ear.

Their gazes met, and invisible sparks immediately burst through the air.

Had they not been mindful of Lin Fan's presence, these two hot-tempered Ancestor Witches would likely have already begun fighting.

They would surely start the moment they returned.

Dijiang repeatedly shook his head.

Yet his thoughts were on Lin Fan.

Lin Fan's performance today had greatly shocked him.

The Witch Race did not cultivate primordial spirits and could only rely on their bodies. Yet when Lin Fan fought Zhurong, he had not used any mana either, relying entirely on physical strength,

and Zhurong had actually fallen into a disadvantage.

The sheer strength of that body was simply heaven-defying.

A thought stirred in Dijiang's mind, and he spoke.

"Little Friend Lin Fan, to have tempered your body to such a level is truly admirable."

"However, I have a question."

Lin Fan smiled. "Ancestor Witch Dijiang, please ask."

These Ancestor Witches were straightforward by nature and said whatever was on their minds. He found them quite likable.

Dijiang's expression turned serious. "The body ** you displayed just now was very unusual, exceedingly powerful. It is no weaker than the ** of our Witch Race. May I ask where you learned it?"

"This ** is called the Sacred Emperor Golden Body Technique. I devised it myself," Lin Fan answered frankly.

He devised it himself?

Dijiang and Zhu Jiuyin exchanged glances, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

Houtu and Xuanming were also frozen in place.

Could one even comprehend such a heaven-defying **?

"Little Brother Lin Fan, are you telling the truth?" Houtu could hardly believe it.

Lin Fan nodded.

"I comprehended it from the Kongtong Seal. It is deeply connected to the Human Tribe. Unfortunately, their comprehension is insufficient, or I would have passed it on to them long ago."

Houtu and Xuanming's minds were somewhat muddled.

They found even understanding a ** of this level difficult.

Yet Lin Fan had actually created one himself?

They felt as though they lived in entirely different worlds from him.

After standing stunned for quite some time, Dijiang sighed. "Little Friend Lin Fan is truly a peerless genius. I am ashamed to say my comprehension cannot compare to yours."

Xuanming stared at Lin Fan with her beautiful eyes, a strange radiance flickering within them.

Younger Sister Houtu had said he was both fierce and cute, clearly no different from the Witch Race.

Now, however, it seemed that everything had been an illusion.

Though that person had a fierce yet adorable demeanor, such intelligence was certainly beyond what the Witch Race could possess.

"Lin Fan, the demon race has already withdrawn its troops.

Why not return to the Witch Race with Sister? We will certainly receive you with the greatest hospitality."

Houtu held Lin Fan's hand and invited him sincerely.

Upon hearing this, Xuanming also looked towards Lin Fan, her eyes full of anticipation.

"Very well, but I must wait a while longer. Though the demon race has retreated, the Human Tribe has suffered grievous casualties and still needs to be rebuilt."

Lin Fan answered.

He naturally longed for Buzhou Mountain.

Seeing Lin Fan agree, the members of the Witch Race did not linger long. They bid farewell and returned to Buzhou Mountain.

Only Houtu remained behind to keep him company.

Looking at the devastated Human Tribe, Lin Fan could not help but sigh softly.

With a wave of his hand, the law of creation poured down, and the shattered land began to heal rapidly.

"Thank you, Holy Venerable, for your great grace!"

"Holy Venerable is merciful!"

With the crisis completely resolved, the Human Tribe erupted with excitement and fell to the ground in worship.