Beyond the realm, in the sky
An invisible, dark eye appeared, like the Eye of Heaven looking down upon the world, filled with dense Dark Matter!
Hehehe!
"Found you!"
It instantly pinpointed the location of the Three Thousand Provinces of the Desolate Ancient Land: "As long as we invade from the Three Thousand Provinces, we can march on the Immortal Domain!"
Hehehe!
"My dark army will surely descend!"
This eye exudes an aura of terrifying power, a million times stronger than the remains of a demon god!
Clearly surpassing even the Great Emperor, he is very likely a legendary Immortal Dao powerhouse!
Just as the dark-eyed figure was about to make his move, a cold snort echoed through the deathly silence, "Get lost! The Three Thousand Provinces are not a place you can lay your hands on!"
The voice was aged, yet undeniably authoritative!
His dark, large eyes narrowed, as if sensing an incredible aura, and he stammered, "This aura... it's you!"
"Weren't you in the Immortal Domain? Why are you here in the Three Thousand Provinces?"
A powerful and mysterious figure was terrified by a single sentence!
A voice came from beyond the realm, sounding somewhat confused. "My lord, what's wrong?"
The owner of the large, dark eyes said anxiously, "Quick, quickly shut down the coordinates!"
The voice asked, puzzled, "What do you mean? Aren't we supposed to be going to pinpoint the coordinates of the Three Thousand Provinces?"
The owner of the large, dark eyes was anxious, as if afraid that the owner of the aged voice would lock onto the coordinates and attack from across the endless void. "Quickly, go when I tell you to!"
[Ding! Your protective instincts towards the Drunkard Ancestor have earned you 300,000 Villain Points!]
Inside the secret realm, Lin Fan suddenly noticed that the faint sense of threat had disappeared, and then he heard a system notification, which startled him.
What does that mean?
"Three hundred thousand Villain Points?"
"What did our ancestor do?!"
Lin Fan remembered that the Great Emperor Ancestor's protectiveness towards his own people Villain Points were only ten or twenty thousand.
How did it suddenly jump to 300,000!
Lin Fan couldn't figure it out; either the system was malfunctioning...
He didn't think much of it; after all, he hadn't lost out!
Lin Fan recalled that before the remnants of the Chaos Demon God disappeared, he left behind a sentence: "My coffin contains what you desire."
He arrived at the original location of the coffin.
This is a sunken pit, with a few traces of chaotic light dust remaining at the bottom, the last traces left after the remains of the corpse were purified.
There was a stone slab at the bottom of the pit. The slab was loose, and it seemed that something was pressing down on it.
Lin Fan squatted down, reached out and pressed his hand on the stone slab, applying slight pressure.
Click.
The stone slab cracked, revealing a palm-sized, dark red treasure box underneath.
The treasure box was entirely black, with ancient and intricate sealing runes carved on its surface. Each rune resembled a coiled red snake, tightly wrapped around the box.
Even with such a tight seal.
A faint trace of Dark Matter still seeped out from the cracks in the box, forming wisps of pale black mist in the air.
Unaware of the danger, Lin Fan reached out and picked up the treasure box.
It was icy cold to the touch, and a deep, eerie attraction emanated from his palm, as if something was crawling out from inside the box, trying to enter his body through his spiritual energy channels.
"This thing... is the root cause of your misfortune in your later years?"
Lin Fan looked down at the treasure box. His Chaos Gods and Devils Body activated automatically, and Chaos Qi surged in his palm, transforming into a layer of light that isolated the Dark Matter from the outside.
[Ding! Detected that the treasure box contains a large amount of ancient Dark Matter, suspected to be a forbidden item brought back from Foreign Domain by the Chaos Demon God in his later years!]
[Warning: This substance possesses extremely strong corrosive and assimilative properties, capable of eroding laws and weakening a cultivator's foundation! Even if Great Emperor obtains this cursed substance, with the host's Chaos Gods and Devils Body, this substance cannot cause substantial harm. Instead, it can be devoured and refined by the divine body, transforming into the Chaos Origin!]
"That's it? I thought it would be much more impressive."
Lin Fan's lips curled into a smile, and the Chaos Qi in his palm surged suddenly, transforming his entire hand into a small black vortex that absorbed all the Dark Matter gushing from the treasure box into his body.
The Dark Matter surged into his dantian like molten lava, attempting to tear his divine body apart...
But in the face of the Law of Chaos, they are like ice cubes falling into boiling water, instantly evaporated, purified, and transformed.
The Chaos Gods and Devils Body is supreme, surpassing all things; what is mere darkness compared to that?
Strands of pure Chaos Qi overflowed from the center of his dantian and merged into his limbs and bones.
He weighed the now-dulled treasure box in his hand, nodded in satisfaction. "Hmm... not bad. This thing is strange, but if handled properly, it can be a good item."
[Ding! Host has successfully refined the Foreign Domain Dark Matter in the treasure box, obtaining 5 Chaos Origin and 2 Ancient Law of Darkness Fragment!]
What is that?
Ji Kun ran over from a distance, panting heavily, his golden light dimmed. He had been quite exhausted from the battle with the dark creature. "Your Highness, what is that treasure box? It looks very eerie."
"It may be unorthodox, but as long as it works, that's fine."
Lin Fan casually put the treasure box into his storage ring, then dusted off non-existent dust from his hands. "Let's go. This secret realm is almost over. If we don't get out soon, we'll be buried in there."
Ji Kun hesitated for a moment, then glanced again at the completely healed crack. "Imperial Prince, that old Asura Clan fellow..."
" Ye Xiu?"
Lin Fan turned around and glanced at the edge of the altar.
Ye Xiu stood on the ruins, holding the cracked black spear, looking at them with a complicated expression.
He remained silent for a while, but ultimately did not follow, disappearing from the spot.
Lin Fan didn't say much, turned around and led Ji Kun toward the exit.
Rumble!
The exit of the secret realm was rapidly closing, and the golden light curtain was contracting inward from the edges. The cultivators who were still lingering at the edge of the secret realm transformed into streaks of light and rushed out.
"Let's go, there are still people waiting for us outside."
Lin Fan and Ji Kun's figures passed through the exit at the last moment.
As dawn broke.
Fresh air rushed into my nostrils, carrying the unique scent of grass and trees from the Archaic wilderness, along with the warmth of the sun.
The perpetually gray sky of the Demon God Secret Realm vanished completely the instant it closed in behind them.
The ground beneath their feet was solid, and the monks around them were returning one after another.
But as soon as Lin Fan landed, he felt a hostile aura, the aura of a Quasi-Emperor, pressing down from the sky.
"They've arrived."
He looked up, his gaze calm.
Above the sky, a golden figure hovered in mid-air, shrouded in a dense aura of Quasi-Emperor, its demonic Yao Qi chilling, its golden eyes fixed intently on him.
He was an elder of the Golden-Winged Peng Clan.
Behind him stood several powerful Golden Peng Clan figures, each at least a Sage King level expert, whose Yao Qi pressed down on the void, causing it to creak faintly.
" The Lin Clan Son!"
The elder of the Golden-Winged Peng Clan spoke, his voice like the clanging of metal, carrying an undeniable sense of oppression. "You killed my clan's Lesser Demon Emperor, and you also slew my clan's ancient freak, Jin Yu!"
"And they even took the wings of my clan's pride and roasted them!"
"Three debts, how do you plan to settle them today?"