Rumble!
His figure was like a stretched stream of chaotic light, standing on the Hunyuan Bell, carrying the full pressure of three streams of Immortal Qi, and simultaneously attacking the two Immortal Dao immortal figures.
The powerful figure from the Dark Immortal Dao's expression changed drastically. "You... you dare?"
It raised its hand, and a dark red beam of law light shot towards Lin Fan. But Lin Fan did not dodge. The Hunyuan Bell suddenly enlarged, like a giant gray-gold shield blocking his way. The beam of light struck the bell, creating a ring-shaped shockwave, but the bell remained completely still, without even a crack appearing.
Lin Fan's figure passed through the storm of laws, and he swung the Hunyuan Bell in an arc, smashing it down hard on the chest of the dark Immortal Dao phantom.
boom!
The dark Immortal Dao phantom was smashed back several feet, a fine crack appearing on its surface. It glanced down at its crumbling phantom, then looked up at Lin Fan, a hint of fear finally appearing in its dark red pupils.
"You... you actually managed to hurt me?"
He was ultimately just a phantom, summoned at a price by the dark silhouette.
The Immortal Artifact in Lin Fan's hand is a real object!
Lin Fan, being Quasi-Emperor, possessed unparalleled Immortal Qi, allowing him to unleash most of the power of Immortal Artifact long ago. Facing a mere phantom, he simply...
Lin Fan did not answer.
He turned around, and swung the Hunyuan Bell again, blasting it towards the illusory image of the Ye Clan ancestor on the other side.
The illusory figure of the Ye Clan ancestor raised his hand to block, but Lin Fan's power was too domineering. The Hunyuan Bell, carrying the full pressure of three Immortal Qi and the Law of Chaos, was like a divine mountain that had been set ablaze, forcefully pushing the illusory figure back.
"You..."
The voice of the illusory figure of the Ye Clan ancestor carried a hint of disbelief as he asked in a daze, "No, why are you attacking me too?"
"I, the Emperor, have said I want this."
Lin Fan said calmly, "Which of you two has a problem with this?"
The two illusory figures of Immortal Dao froze simultaneously.
The phantom image of the Ye Clan ancestor said, "Our own people!!"
For a Immortal Dao immortal to have to beg for mercy from a junior is truly shameful, even after countless years of death.
Lin Fan didn't give them time to react.
The Hunyuan Bell spun rapidly in his hand, and three streams of Immortal Qi, like three unsealed dragons, surged into the bell at the same time. The Immortal Dao patterns on the bell shone brightly, like a thousand lamps lit at the same time, illuminating the entire world as bright as day.
"Buzz!"
The Hunyuan Bell suddenly expanded, transforming into a giant gray-gold bell, its Law of the Immortal Dao rippled, completely enveloping the dark Immortal Dao phantom within it.
"No!"
The dark Immortal Dao phantom struggled desperately, its crimson laws surging wildly, attempting to break through the Hunyuan Bell's seal. But the Hunyuan Bell's Law of the Immortal Dao were like an unshakeable cage, locking it firmly within.
"Town!"
Lin Fan gave a low shout.
The Hunyuan Bell trembled, and the Immortal Dao divine patterns lit up simultaneously. The power, enough to crush the Immortal Dao of immortal souls, exploded from within the bell.
The illusory image of the dark Immortal Dao let out a final, unwilling roar within the bell before shattering completely, transforming into countless dark red dust particles that scattered and flew everywhere.
At the same time, Lin Fan waved his hand, and the Hunyuan Bell expanded again, aiming to envelop the illusory image of the Ye Clan ancestor as well.
"Young man... stop fooling around!"
"One of us!"
The phantom image of the Ye Clan ancestor hurriedly spoke.
Lin Fan retrieved the Hunyuan Bell and glanced at the illusory figure.
He glanced down at the Immortal Seed and glowing leaves in his palm, weighed them lightly, then turned and walked towards the palace gate.
"Let's go, everyone."
His voice came from outside the hall, carrying a casual tone. " The Immortal Seed, this imperial prince accepts it."
"Anyone with objections may come to me, the Imperial Prince."
"Of course, bring enough coffins; I'm afraid you won't have enough."
The hall was deathly silent for three full breaths.
Ye Tian struggled to crawl out from the crack in the wall, covered in blood and pale-faced. He looked at Lin Fan, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but he found that he couldn't say anything.
Tang Fengtian and Ouyang Bin remained standing, not daring to utter another word.
Even the illusory image of Immortal Dao was suppressed and killed by him.
This Lin Clan son of the Lin family is someone they can no longer afford to offend.
The world suddenly fell silent.
The dark creatures that had been churning just moments before suddenly froze in place, as if their backbone had been removed, before retreating like a tide, scattering and fleeing in all directions, not daring to look back.
[Ding! The host has suppressed the illusory figure of the Dark Immortal Dao, intimidating both realms. This aligns with villainous behavior. Receive 800,000 Villain Points!]
[Ding! The host has slain a powerful immortal Immortal Dao from Foreign Domain in the Immortal Ancient Ruins, his fame shaking both realms. Bonus reward: 500,000 Villain Points!]
[Ding! The host has slain over a thousand Foreign Domain creatures, triggering the hidden title [ Slaughter God of the Two Realms ]: When facing Foreign Domain creatures, all attributes are increased by 300%, and intimidation power is increased by 100%!]
Lin Fan didn't even glance at the panel.
He stood on the Hunyuan Bell, suspended in the void, his white robes fluttering, three streams of ethereal Immortal Qi slowly circulating around him, like a chaotic sun compressed to its extreme.
He looked down at the dark golden Immortal Seed in his palm.
A layer of golden light covers its surface, which is now pulsating slightly, like a heart awakening.
"That's interesting."
He muttered something under his breath, fiddling with the Immortal Seed, his gaze sweeping over his surroundings.
The phantom of the Ye Clan patriarch stood at the entrance of the hall, its dark golden immortal light dimmed to the extreme, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.
He glanced at Lin Fan, then at the Immortal Seed, and finally spoke slowly, his voice hoarse with a quality that seemed to have seeped from the depths of time. "Young man from the Lin Clan... you are very strong, stronger than any of my peers I have ever met."
"Now that the Immortal Seed has fallen into your hands, then... take good care of it."
"Remember, this item must not fall into the hands of Foreign Domain. If you are destined in the future, you may be able to comprehend its mysteries and achieve unparalleled Immortal Dao, thus ensuring that a thread of the Ye Clan's lineage is not broken."
Lin Fan nodded slightly.
The illusory figure of the Ye Clan patriarch raised his hand, and a dark golden law flew out from his palm, like an invisible net, spreading out from the top of the palace, stitching together the spatial rift connecting the entire palace to the outside world inch by inch, like a torn wound slowly healing.
"The passage to Foreign Domain... I've sealed it off for you."
"While it cannot be completely eradicated, it can at least hold you off for a while, enough for you... to leave this place."
His voice grew softer and softer, like a lamp running out of oil.
boom!
The dark golden law suddenly surged, then exploded like fireworks, with dark golden dust falling from the sky like a silent snowfall.
The phantom image of the Ye Clan patriarch completely dissipated.
Lin Fan stood there, watching the dust settle, remained silent for a moment, then gently clasped his hands in a fist salute to the void. "Farewell, Senior."
Inside the hall, all was quiet except for the drifting dust particles.
Outside the hall, Tang Fengtian and Ouyang Bin stood on the scorched earth, covered in blood and with ashen faces.
The two exchanged a glance, then looked at the white-clad figure inside the hall. Their lips moved, but they couldn't utter a single word.
"He..."
Tang Fengtian opened his mouth. "He severed the illusory image of the Dark Immortal Dao." Ouyang Bin finished the sentence for him, his voice dry, as if squeezed from his throat, "That was a remnant soul of an Immortal Dao, and he shattered it with a single strike."
Tang Fengtian remained silent for a long time, finally managing to squeeze out only one sentence. "... Damn."