[Ding! Host has obtained part of Tian Ye's remaining opportunities: Complete Ancient God Body Refining Art! Clue to Ancient God Remains x1!]
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for triggering the hidden achievement [ The Villain's Mercy ]! You will receive a double reward of Villain Points in the future. Your current Villain Points have increased by 500,000!]
[Ding! Notification: The host has successfully seized the destiny of Tian Ye, the Son of Fortune. Tian Ye's current fate has been rewritten, and he will walk alongside the host in the future, no longer acting as an enemy.]
[Congratulations, host, you have gained 2 million Villain Points!]
Lin Fan paused slightly.
He glanced at the bright gold text on the system panel, "Millions of villains," and a slight smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.
"Interesting."
" The Son of Fortune... can be recruited?"
He muttered something under his breath, as if he had confirmed some remarkable discovery.
He glanced back at Tian Ye, who was following behind. Although the latter was still injured, the turbid ancient divine energy was gradually repairing his body... This young man might really go very far in the future.
"You'd better follow me closely, Your Highness."
He brushed off non-existent dust from his robes and leaped onto the chariot. " The Ancient God Lineage will not fall under my protection, Lin Fan."
Deep in the desolate wilderness.
This is a desolate star field shrouded in storms of laws year-round. Spatial rifts crisscross the area, and the broken turbulent currents of laws are like invisible blades, cutting through every inch of the void.
"Buzz!!"
Wang Teng was covered in blood, Chaotic Devil Qi around him flickered like a dying lamp. He walked forward step by step with difficulty, each step feeling like he was stepping on a knife's edge.
" Lin Fan..."
"I won't just collapse like this..."
His voice was hoarse and deep, carrying an almost obsessive madness. "I have no right to the glory of the imperial Wang Clan..."
"It can't be ruined by me."
He stumbled through a shattered stardust and finally came upon an ancient palace hidden deep within the storm of laws.
The palace was entirely black, its surface covered with dense ancient runes, exuding a deep and imposing imperial aura.
This is the legacy left behind by a fallen Great Emperor.
Wang Teng suddenly raised his head, his eyes blazing with renewed fire. "Heaven has not forsaken me!"
He dragged his broken body step by step into the depths of the palace. The Chaotic Devil Qi around him clashed violently with the imperial might within the palace, as if two different laws were vying for dominance.
Half a month later, a deafening roar came from deep within the palace.
A dark red beam of light shot into the sky from the palace, and the laws of time and space Chaos, spreading outwards like a tsunami, tearing the law storm within a radius of a thousand miles into pieces.
Wang Teng stood in the center of the pillar of light, his body surging with Chaotic Devil Qi.
His right arm grew back, the patterns of the Laws of Chaos were even deeper than before, and it exuded a terrifying pressure.
His aura had increased several times over compared to before.
He opened his eyes, and deep within his pupils seemed two Chaos vortexes of spacetime slowly rotating. " The Great Emperor's legacy... truly lives up to its reputation."
He clenched his fist, and fine cracks appeared in the air around him. " Lin Fan, wait for me to emerge from seclusion..."
Hehehe!
A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips, "I will come to you myself."
Entrance to level 44!
This is a wasteland pieced together from countless shattered continents.
The blood on the ground was still wet.
Three corpses lay sprawled on the ground, emanating a terrifying pressure even in death!
Each one was once an ancient freak known throughout the Three Thousand Provinces.
The young patriarch of the Golden Ancient Clan is revered by many geniuses across the Three Thousand Provinces.
Now, he lies quietly in the ruins, his body still in the posture before his death, his chest pierced by a fist, golden blood flowing all over the ground and seeping into the gray rocks.
Three young men stood in front of him.
The man appeared to be in his early twenties and wore a dark gold robe with ancient and intricate patterns embroidered on the hem, resembling either a totem or a Lineage crest.
His face was stern, with a jawline as sharp as a knife.
His pupils were a light amber color, exuding an air of aloof indifference.
He was surrounded by an extremely pure aura of law, which was distinctly different from the laws of the Three Thousand Provinces, being more ancient, more condensed, and more complete.
His name is Jin Xuan.
A young prodigy from the ancient royal Jin Clan, from the Emperor Pass.
Mid Sage King Realm.
A man and a woman stood beside him.
The man wore a long blue robe and held a halberd.
Her face was delicate and feminine, with a faint smile playing on her lips. A dark, mysterious aura swirled around her, like a snake lurking in the shadows.
His name is Qing Sha, and his cultivation level is at the Early Sage King Realm.
The woman wore a long silver-white dress, her face as cold and aloof as the moon, making it impossible to guess her age. However, the imposing aura contained in her eyes was several times deeper than that of the two beside her. Her name was Bai Yue, and she was a top-tier cultivator at the Mid Sage King Realm.
"Tsk, the prodigy of the Golden Ancient Clan of the Three Thousand Provinces... is this all he's capable of?"
Jin Xuan glanced down at the corpse of the Golden Ancient Clan, his tone full of contempt. "I thought their physical bodies were so tough. They couldn't even withstand a casual strike from me, yet they dare to call themselves ancient freaks?"
" The Golden Ancient Clan? That's all?"
The young man with the halberd kicked the corpse on the ground with his toe, saying casually, "I thought it was tough, but I punched it through."
Qing Sha chuckled, his voice soft yet deep. "Senior Brother Jin, you're mistaken. After all, this is a remote and impoverished place, lacking resources. It's already quite remarkable that a few Sage King Realm talents have emerged. How strong do you expect them to be?"
"Too."
Jin Xuan nodded, as if stating a self-evident fact. "Their laws are incomplete, yet they managed to cultivate to the Sage King Realm; they are indeed lucky."
Bai Yue did not respond.
She merely glanced indifferently at the corpses, her gaze finally settling on the cultivators from the Three Thousand Provinces who were watching from afar, her eyes devoid of any emotion.
Outside the arena, the cultivators from the Three Thousand Provinces had already retreated a thousand feet away.
Some people turned pale, some clenched their fists, and some cursed under their breath, but no one dared to step forward and speak.
Many of them recognized the patterns on Jin Xuan and the others' robes.
This is the mark of Emperor Pass, originating from beyond that legendary No Man's Land.
That place is a place that even Quasi-Emperor and Great Emperor powerhouses must treat with caution; any prodigy who walks out there can sweep away the powerhouses of his generation across Three Thousand Provinces.
"How did people from Emperor Pass end up here?"
"I've heard there's been some friction between the Emperor Pass and the Three Thousand Provinces recently. A young prodigy from the Emperor Pass has descended upon this ancient road, specifically to intercept those extraordinary talents from the Three Thousand Provinces who have obtained great opportunities."
"Look at the people they killed, they were all ancient freaks from various Daoist lineages, even the Sage King of the Golden Ancient Clan is dead..."
"Hiss... Is this guy here to hunt?"
Whispers rose and fell, but all voices were kept low, and no one dared to let the three guests from the Emperor Pass hear them.
"Gentlemen."
Jin Xuan's gaze slowly swept across the entire area, like a ferocious beast surveying its territory.
The voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears. "Our Emperor Pass has always maintained a peaceful coexistence with the Three Thousand Provinces. However, the Immortal Ancient Ruins are full of opportunities, and some things are not for you to touch."
He paused, his gaze suddenly sharpening. "I heard that someone has obtained the Purifying Lotus Immortal Flame."
The room fell silent.
Jin Xuan's gaze slowly swept across the crowd, like two invisible knives slicing across each person's face. "That item was reserved by a very important figure in my Emperor Pass. Whoever took it, I advise them to hand it over voluntarily."
No one responded.
Jin Xuan frowned, his gaze falling on an old man with white hair.
The old man was Quasi-Emperor of a reclusive lineage in the Three Thousand Provinces. When he was swept by the gaze, he froze, as if he had been stared at by an ancient ferocious beast.
"Sir, Purifying Lotus Immortal Flame..."
The old man forced himself to speak, his voice somewhat dry. "It was indeed taken away, not long ago, probably a few months ago."
"Who?"
Jin Xuan asked directly.
The old man took a deep breath. "It is... Lin Fan, the imperial son of the Lin Clan."