Lin Fan staggered to his feet. Thunder God laws surged wildly, yet he could no longer muster even a trace of immortal power to keep fighting.
Yun Che slowly walked up to him, his voice flat. "You forced your way into a higher realm by overdrawing your potential. Your foundation is unstable, and you haven't even truly reached the threshold of the Immortal Realm. Your power was merely piled up through outside forces. How could you possibly win? You said the Immortal Realm was immune to unorthodox powers, but even at death's door, you still haven't understood that the strongest unorthodox power has always been absolute power far beyond your own."
Lin Fan shuddered. Looking at Yun Che's lowered fist, he suddenly let out a bitter laugh.
"I lost. Kill me. But even in death, I won't accept this. I failed to avenge the Great Township Lord. I was useless."
"I don't blame you for wanting revenge. We simply served different masters."
Yun Che drew back his fist and said, "Since you're determined to die, I'll grant your wish."
Before his words had faded, Yun Che took out the Crystal Pressure Cooker and poured all his remaining immortal origin power into it.
"Lord Lin, the Immortal Lord ordered us to keep you safe. Leave first. We'll hold him off."
Just then, more than a dozen gods from the Other Universe appeared, each with cultivation at the God Ancestor Realm peak.
Lin Fan shook his head slightly. "Go! Don't throw your lives away for me. Take a message to the Immortal Lord: thank you for giving me this opportunity. Of the six brothers, my talent is the poorest. Please treat my five brothers well, Immortal Lord. If they can truly grow into their strength, they will surely slay this heretic who