[Ding! Host has killed an elder of the Jin Clan, which aligns with villainous behavior. Receive 500,000 Villain Points!]
[Ding! Host has crushed Tang Fengtian and Ouyang Bin, and routed the ambush of the three major Lineage, gaining 400,000 Villain Points!]
Lin Fan withdrew his hand, looking down at Tang Fengtian and Ouyang Bin: "You two, do you have any last words?"
Tang Fengtian struggled to raise his head, his lips trembling. "You... you can't kill me... I'm from the Tang Clan of immortals..."
" The Tang Clan?"
Lin Fan tilted his head. " The Tang Clan? When you came to kill me, didn't you ever consider that I was a member of the Lin Clan?"
He raised his hand, and Chaos Qi condensed in his palm.
Just as Lin Fan's palm was about to strike, killing Tang Fengtian and Ouyang Bin together...
A sudden and bizarre change occurred in the world.
The formations are ever-changing, and the void cracks open.
Three imposing figures emerged simultaneously from the crack, the laws of the Great Dao surging like a tide, and imperial might pouring out as if it were tangible, causing the entire Mysterious Pass Ancient Road's mountain walls to tremble, and cracks spreading out like a spider web.
The true forms of the Three Great Emperor.
The Jin Clan's Supreme Elder Jin Wudao, the Tang Clan's Supreme Elder Tang Xuantian, and the Ouyang Clan's Supreme Elder Ouyang Lie.
The three emperors gathered, and the Great Dao resounded!
The entire world trembled violently, as if it could not withstand the simultaneous arrival of these three imperial mights.
The mountain walls on both sides of the Mysterious Pass Ancient Road began to collapse, and the broken stones fell like rain, only to be crushed into powder by that invisible imperial might.
"Young man, what ruthless methods you've employed!"
Jin Wudao spoke, his voice low and filled with suppressed rage. "Not only did he kill my clan's Qilin son, but he also beheaded my clan's Quasi-Emperor. Such ferocity will likely bring disaster to the Emperor Pass in the future!"
"Just like Lin Dong back then!"
His gaze fell on Lin Fan, like two poisoned knives.
I wanted to tear him to pieces on the spot.
Tang Xuantian stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze indifferent. He glanced at the mangled corpse on the ground and said in a cold tone, "This boy cannot be allowed to live."
Ouyang Lie didn't say much, but his dark golden pupils surged with an almost tangible killing intent.
The oppressive aura of the three emperors was like three ancient mountains falling from the heavens, pressing down on Lin Fan simultaneously. The laws of the entire Mysterious Pass Ancient Road were distorted, as if the heavens and earth themselves were cooperating with the three emperors, trying to crush this young Quasi-Emperor Realm cultivator into dust.
However, Lin Fan stood still, completely motionless.
Three streams of immortal Immortal Qi swirled around him, circulating automatically with the Chaos Qi, forming an invisible shield that kept the oppressive aura of the three emperors at bay.
He even had time to raise his head, glance at the three emperors, and a casual, faint smile played on his lips, "Three seniors, are you going to attack me? Isn't that against the rules?"
"Rule?"
Jin Wudao snorted coldly, "Why should I, the mighty Emperor Pass Great Emperor, need to explain the rules to a junior from the Three Thousand Provinces?"
He raised his hand and pointed to the sky.
Rumble!
A dark golden light fell from the depths of the sky, like a ignited star, hovering above his head.
It was a sword.
The sword is entirely dark gold, and its blade is covered with ancient and intricate runes. Each rune is slightly pulsating, radiating a heavy pressure that is not of this mortal realm.
Immortal Artifact.
Tang Xuantian also raised his hand, and an ancient bronze mirror flew out from his sleeve, hovering above his head. The mirror surface was a deep Qingtong, and the edges of the mirror were engraved with dense ancient patterns, like compressed chains of runes that were slowly moving.
Another celestial Immortal Artifact.
Two Immortal Artifact swirled in the sky, their celestial light intertwining, like a vast net woven from the Law of the Immortal Dao, completely sealing off the entire Mysterious Pass Ancient Road.
"Young man, hand over the Immortal Seed."
Jin Wudao spoke, his voice booming like heavenly music, carrying the lingering aura of imperial power, echoing like thunder in the canyon. "This item belongs to the Emperor Pass; you cannot protect it!"
"If you know what's good for you, I might spare your corpse."
Lin Fan looked at the two immortal Immortal Artifact, then glanced at the three emperors. His smile didn't lessen; instead, it deepened.
"If you want Immortal Seed, then make your move. Why all the high-sounding talk?"
He flipped his hand, Immortal Seed flew out of his storage ring, hovering above his palm.
A gray-gold light cascaded down like a waterfall, enveloping him completely, making him appear like a young god emerging from chaos.
"I, the imperial prince, am right here. If you want it, come and take it!"
The Immortal Seed burst forth with dazzling brilliance, defying the oppressive power of the three emperors.
The Law of the Immortal Dao and the Law of the Emperor Dao collided in the void, triggering visible bursts of violence.
The entire Mysterious Pass Ancient Road trembled violently, and the ancient runes on the mountain wall shattered simultaneously, turning into dust that scattered across the sky.
Jin Wudao's face darkened. "You're courting death!"
He raised his hand, and the dark golden immortal sword suddenly enlarged.
The sword tip pointed at Lin Fan, like an elongated spear of divine punishment, carrying the combined power of immortal Law of the Immortal Dao and imperial might, stabbing down towards Lin Fan's head.
Tang Xuantian and Ouyang Lie moved almost simultaneously.
The bronze mirror pierced the air, its surface shooting out a Qingtong beam of light, like a long river ignited, aimed straight at Lin Fan's heart.
Ouyang Lie's fist imprint was as large as a mountain, carrying the heavy force of the Law of the Emperor Dao, like a divine mountain falling from the heavens, smashing down towards Lin Fan's face.
The three emperors joined forces, and two immortal Immortal Artifact were unleashed simultaneously.
A plan to seal off the heavens and the earth, a decisive and annihilating situation.
Lin Fan took a deep breath, and the Chaos Qi surged around him like a tide. Three streams of Immortal Qi lit up at the same time, and the light of the Immortal Seed suddenly surged, like a sun compressed to its extreme rising in his palm.
He's ready to make his move.
In that very instant...
A flash of sword light ripped through the sky.
The sword light flew from the far distance. At first, it was just a tiny, almost imperceptible point of light. In the next instant, it was like a celestial river pouring down, traversing the entire sky and carrying an extremely cold sword aura, heading straight for the throats of the three emperors.
Sizzle!
Wherever the sword light passed, a thousand-foot-long rift was cleaved in the void, with fine fragments of laws churning at the edges of the rift, like thin ice pierced by a red-hot iron needle.
Jin Wudao's expression changed.
Tang Xuantian's pupils suddenly contracted.
Ouyang Lie instinctively took a step back.
The three emperors simultaneously avoided the sword's edge. The sword light swept past them and landed on the distant mountain wall, cleaving the entire mountain in two. The cut was as smooth as a mirror, like a giant knife slicing through tofu.
"Who dares to interfere in the affairs of my three clans!"
Jin Wudao steadied himself, let out a cold shout, and his imperial might spread outwards like a tide, attempting to intimidate the newcomers with his strength.
However, he was met with a clear and authoritative voice, neither too loud nor too soft, yet it resounded clearly throughout the land. "A few old fogies, still so fond of bullying the weak."
A golden road stretched out from afar, covering the sky.
On the main road, a figure in white robes walked gracefully through the air, his steps unhurried, like a sword immortal emerging from the depths of time.
He was tall and slender with a handsome face, and looked to be no more than thirty years old.
But deep within those pupils, it seemed as if countless eras of Sword Intent and slaughter had been precipitated, like two abysses that had been repeatedly tempered.
A simple, ancient longsword hung at his waist. The scabbard had no superfluous decorations, yet it exuded an aura that silenced the entire world.
Lin Dong.
Jin Wudao's expression changed completely the moment he saw the figure clearly. "He, he is..."
" The Unfettered Sword Emperor!"
"How did he end up here?!"