"Boom!"
As an Immortal King, the moment Lin Fan's killing intent stirred, heaven and earth changed color, winds rose, and clouds surged. Nothing could stand in his way.
Sure enough, Enlightenment Mountain split apart, and the land for a million miles around shook violently.
"Who goes there?" someone shouted.
Yet the instant his voice rang out, his entire body exploded into a cloud of blood mist, unable to withstand the killing intent enveloping this place.
"Splat!"
It was not just one person. At the same instant, thousands of cultivators on Enlightenment Mountain burst apart, their bodies and souls annihilated, their wails filling the land.
Some beings died before they could even scream. Even Undying were no exception; they could not withstand this murderous force.
For in an Immortal King's eyes, anyone who had not become a king was ultimately an ant.
In the blink of an eye, this place became a hell, bloody light filling the sky. Not a single survivor remained; everyone had been slaughtered.
Lin Fan watched coldly, showing no mercy. These warmongers deserved a baptism of blood. He would slay them all!
After all, as the saying went, mercy toward one's enemies was cruelty toward oneself, especially when those enemies were the elites of the Foreign Realm.
Once they grew powerful and invaded the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the races on his side would suffer. He could not afford to hold back.
"This is still nowhere near enough. The Foreign Realm once slaughtered the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths until an entire epoch was severed, leaving no True Immortals, no Immortal Kings..."
"Today, I shall repay them in kind, unleash slaughter, and sever the fortune of this world's younger generations!"
Lin Fan was ready to unleash a massacre. Once an Immortal King's will was declared, it