At these words, everyone trembled with rage. This Little Fiend and Huang were utterly hateful. They deserved to die!
But thunder poured down in an endless sea, ferocious beyond measure, as though an entire ocean were spilling from the heavens.
They were not Lin Fan. They were not so monstrously powerful that they could withstand heavenly lightning while still launching attacks.
Thus, all of them scrambled to keep clear. No one dared approach; they attacked from afar, unwilling to truly set foot within it.
"Don't run! Leave the sugarcane and sunflower seeds!"
With a great shout, Lin Fan charged toward the Sun God Palace's Master and the Demon Sunflower Garden's Cult Master, bringing the Heavenly Tribulation with him, intent on unleashing a slaughter.
"Shut your mouth!"
The golden-haired elder flew into a rage. His true form was a Sun God Divine Vine, yet he had been treated as lowly sugarcane. It was unforgivable.
Moreover, several years earlier, an outstanding descendant of his had died horribly at Lin Fan's hands, deepening his hatred.
Whoosh!
Golden light flashed, and an ancient vine appeared, like a blazing sun, unleashing terrifying golden divine flames that swept across the sky.
It was astonishing. Though a plant, he could control divine fire, burning mountains, rivers, and even the void into molten lava and causing them to collapse.
It had to be said that his race was extraordinary. Born alongside supreme yang, they could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Upper Realm's Golden Crow Clan and Solar Tribe.
"Oh? You even come with your own flames. How thoughtful! Are you cooking yourself for me to eat?" Lin Fan feigned surprise.
He added, "Still, you're a plant. You'd be better simmered in a pot as an ingredient to bring out the flavor."
"Aah... die!"
In the sky, the