The next moment, a system notification sounded in Lin Fan's ear: [Ding! Son of Fortune An Yuan detected!]
"Is this child Son of Fortune?"
Lin Fan's eyes flashed; "Interesting, system, open his personal panel for me!"
[ Son of Fortune's Name: An Yuan (Dark Physique)]
[Identity: An ancient freak of the Dark Ancient Clan, slumbering in the Demon God Secret Realm for 30,000 years, activated by Dark Matter ]
[Realm: Peak Quasi-Saint Realm ]
[Life Script: Sent into the Archaic Secret Realm by a powerful Dark Clan expert, nurtured day and night by Dark Matter, awaiting the opportune moment to emerge. After refining the remains of the Chaos Demon God, awakening the Darkness Sacred Physique, cultivation approaches that of a Great Emperor, becoming the first spearhead of the Dark Clan's invasion of the Three Thousand Provinces of the Desolate Ancient Land. In the future, in the Immortal Ancient Ruins, cooperating with the Dark Clan army to dismantle the Archaic defenses from within, achieving the Dark Emperor's throne, and opening a passage between the Dark World and the Archaic Realm. If successful, the entire Three Thousand Provinces of the Desolate Ancient Land will become a fertile land of darkness, and the Dark Ancient Clan will reign supreme.]
Dark Clan?
Dark Matter!
Lin Fan's eyes flashed. "Interesting! This actually involves the Dark Clan; this is quite a big move!"
He had heard of the Dark Clan; they were... beings from Foreign Domain!
These Dark Matter originated from the dark creatures of Foreign Domain!
It is said that before the Devil God Great Emperor fell, he went to the Emperor Pass. Some people speculate that he was ambushed by a powerful figure from Foreign Domain and was seriously injured!
Some say he ventured deep into the no- No Man's Land of Emperor Pass and became tainted by Dark Matter.
As for the truth, no one knows...
Lin Fan hadn't expected the Dark Clan to be so generous, sending someone to the Three Thousand Provinces of the Desolate Ancient Land with such extravagance...
That doesn't mean... it could happen in other places too...
Lin Fan's eyes flashed, "It seems... the Three Thousand Provinces of the Desolate Ancient Land harbor many grand schemes of the Dark Clan, just waiting to be unleashed!"
[bite!]
[System mission issued: Sabotage the invasion plan of the Dark Clan Son of Fortune of the An Yuan Clan!]
[Task Reward: Unlock the Sign-In Function!]
Lin Fan raised an eyebrow, his eyes gleaming. " Sign-In Function? That's great! Looks like I have to keep this little black-hearted guy under control today."
He flashed and stepped into a narrow, black canyon.
The black stone walls on both sides were riddled with holes by the Dark Matter, exuding an aura of decay.
At the end of the canyon stood a massive obsidian altar, suspended in mid-air, enveloped in a dark red beam of light. Even from hundreds of feet away, the oppressive aura emanating from the altar made the air feel thick and heavy.
The Dark Matter was as thick as ink.
The ground around the altar was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and black and red light surged from each crack.
Buzz!
The moment Lin Fan stepped into this area, he felt two completely different auras lock onto him at the same time.
This person is none other than the Son of Fortune of the Dark Clan, An Yuan!
He was tall and slender, with skin so pale it was almost transparent. His eyes were pure black, with no white showing, and deep within his pupils seemed to be a bottomless vortex, slowly and greedily spinning.
He was enveloped in an aura of extreme purity and darkness.
Even more ancient and pure than the man in black robes, he was like darkness itself, emerging directly from the primordial era. Young and handsome, but so handsome that it sent chills down one's spine, like a god crawling out of a coffin from the abyss.
Hehehe!
"A mere Purple Mansion Realm cultivator actually made it this far?"
An Yuan glanced at Lin Fan, licked his lips, and a playful smile appeared on his lips, "You exude such vigorous blood energy, and the blood aura of the Golden-Winged Great Peng, a truly monstrous scent. Your flesh must taste delicious!"
Lin Fan glanced at him and said disdainfully, "It's a pity it's a humanoid creature."
Then he looked at another person, a man in black robes.
He stood on the left side of the altar, holding the black spear, the tip still stained with the blood of a semi-dark creature.
Black mist surged behind him, forming a fragmented totem. The totem was twisted and eerie, like a gaping maw devouring the heavens and earth.
Buzz!
The void around him constantly collapsed and healed, in an endless cycle, as if he himself were a walking black hole.
" The Lin Clan son?"
Sensing someone's arrival, the man in black robes looked at Lin Fan through the thick darkness. His pupils contracted at first, then returned to calm, but with a hint of apprehension, clearly indicating that he recognized Lin Fan.
"Are you from the Asura Clan?"
Lin Fan stood with his hands behind his back, his Double Pupils flashing with boundless light, capable of seeing through everything; "Why aren't you Asura Clan staying in the Asura Forbidden Land? What kind of trouble are you causing?"
"There's no need for Your Highness to trouble yourself with that!"
The man in black robes' pupils contracted, clearly not expecting Lin Fan to recognize him at a glance, but he quickly regained his composure.
"I heard that the Imperial Prince came here for the Chaos Gods and Devils Visualization Method!"
He glanced warily at An Yuan, then looked at Lin Fan: "Why don't we join forces to suppress these dark scum from beyond the realm?"
"Afterwards, the Chaos Gods and Devils Visualization Method is yours; I only want the Demon God's essence blood, how about that?"
The Asura Clan and the Lin Clan have an ancient feud!
But when faced with beings from beyond the borders, he chose to temporarily set aside his hatred.
Upon hearing this, Lin Fan looked around at the altar shrouded in darkness, then at the Chaos Gods and Devils Visualization Method and the Demon God's Essence Blood floating in mid-air.
The visualization method condenses into an ancient, black bamboo scroll, with flowing, ancient and chaotic patterns.
The essence blood was the size of a fist, dark red in color, like a beating heart, and every wisp of blood light contained a demonic power powerful enough to crush all things.
Two treasures floated in the center of the altar, shrouded in a black barrier, waiting for a destined person to take them.
"Heh, not so good!"
Lin Fan stretched his shoulders, a villainous smile spreading across his face, "I want everything here!"
Upon hearing this, the black-robed man's pupils constricted slightly.
His knuckles, gripping the black spear, turned slightly white; this kid was so arrogant and showed no respect.
If he weren't wary of the Lin Clan and afraid of alerting the Asura Clan and ruining their plans, he would have loved to kill this kid with a single shot!
He comes from the ancient, Asura Forbidden Land!
He has awakened several times over the past tens of thousands of years and has seen countless geniuses and prodigies kneel and beg for mercy before him. There are very few people who dare to stand up straight and speak to him, let alone open their mouths and say that the things belong to him.
hehe!
The young man from the Dark Clan also smiled.
He tilted his head, his pure black eyes fixed on Lin Fan, and said casually, "Interesting! Very interesting! A human at the Purple Mansion Realm dares to speak to me like this!"
Lin Fan glanced at the panel, a slight smile playing on his lips, his tone laced with mockery. "You? You're just trash in the darkness, an ancient relic that hasn't seen the light of day for thirty thousand years. What are you anyway?"
boom!
Lin Fan unleashed a terrifying aura, ignoring the two ancient freaks, and condensed a giant hand of law to grab the bamboo slips and the essence of the demon god.
Taking the initiative is in line with the villain's character!
An Yuan's smile froze, and a clear chill flashed in his eyes.
As a core member of the Dark Clan, he was unruly and always kept his word, so he couldn't stand such teasing.
"Interesting!"
"It seems that unless I teach you a lesson, you won't be able to distinguish what respect is."
An Yuan raised his right hand, his five fingers slightly spread. Dark Matter gathered in his palm like a tide, condensing into a jet-black longsword. The sword had no runes on its body, but it exuded a sense of oppression that was enough to distort the void.
With a casual wave of his hand, a black sword light carrying the pure Law of Destruction slashed out.
The man in black robes brandished his black spear, the spearhead tearing through the void and transforming into a black dragon hundreds of feet long, carrying the force to devour everything as it pierced straight into Lin Fan's chest.
One in front and one behind, sealing off all escape routes.