"Who wants to come die?"
Lin Fan wasted no words. He coldly swept his gaze over the crowd and activated the imperial sword, its terrifying imperial might once again cowing the elders.
Pfft!
He thrust toward Luo Chen's abdomen, violently driving the blade inside.
He intended to cripple Luo Chen's cultivation first, reducing the threat to a minimum, then milk him for some Villain Points before killing him. After all, Villain Points were extremely useful.
They could be used to increase his cultivation and so on.
Feeling that he would be desperately short of Villain Points in the future, he did not want to miss this chance. Getting more could never hurt.
Luo Chen's pupils contracted, and he shouted, "Lin Fan, you dare..."
Before Luo Chen finished speaking, a wet puncture sounded from his body. As though he had not heard him, Lin Fan drove the imperial sword inside.
Luo Chen let out a miserable cry. "Ah... Lin Fan, if you've got the guts, give me a quick death!"
His dantian shattered. He felt his cultivation begin to plummet, falling from the seventh level of the Spirit Sea Realm to below the Qi Condensation Realm in an instant, and it kept dropping.
[Ding! The host crippled Luo Chen, collapsing his martial path and destabilizing his Dao heart. Gained 15,000 Villain Points.]
Even after seeing his dantian shatter, Lin Fan was still not reassured.
He viciously twisted the blade through his dantian several times, turning Luo Chen into a bloody mess and leaving not the slightest possibility of recovery. Only then did Lin Fan withdraw with peace of mind and kick Luo Chen to the ground.
Luo Chen convulsed with pain, lying helplessly on the ground as he stared at Lin Fan with venomous eyes.
He was the mighty Great Emperor Tianchen, reborn to live another life. He had intended to reach the pinnacle of the martial path again, yet he had actually lost to a child. How ironic.
He knew that if Lin Fan was not killing him, he must still have some value to exploit.
As long as he survived, he would have a chance for revenge!
Only after seeing the reward was Lin Fan satisfied. Sensing Luo Chen's gaze, he curled his lips slightly. "Innate Double Pupils? Not bad. I can feed them to my dog!"
Lin Fan reached out to seize Luo Chen's Double Pupils, but just then...
His movement paused. As he glanced at an elder, he carried Luo Chen like a chick and retreated several steps. "Finally couldn't resist making a move?"
Boom!
The next instant, a streak of divine light pierced through where Lin Fan had just stood. Had he been a moment slower, it might well have pierced his skull.
Whether we die sooner or later, we're dead either way! We might as well take a gamble.
At last, elders of the holy land could no longer hold back and attacked Lin Fan. If Luo Chen truly died, they would have no hope left at all.
Three waves of killing intent soared skyward, their Sage might rumbling through the heavens.
Seeing Lin Fan dodge the strike, the three elders attacked simultaneously. Surging Sage might swept toward him like monstrous waves, denying him any chance to react.
Fuck!
Lin Fan could not help breaking into a cold sweat.
Fortunately, there were only three of them, so he could still hold them off. What he feared was that the other elders would want to kill him too.
The holy land had more than a dozen Sage elders. If they all wanted him dead, without Uncle Fu's protection, he would really be done for!
I have to kill all three instantly-kill the chickens to warn the monkeys!
Boom!
Before Lin Fan could act, the three Sage elders were sent flying backward, spraying blood as they looked behind Lin Fan in terror. "A Sage King?"
"Supreme elder? You've emerged from seclusion..."
The other holy land elders were shocked and looked over as well. Once they recognized that familiar figure, they froze. Even Luo Chen's dim eyes lit with a glimmer of hope.
"Old geezer?"
Lin Fan had not expected the supreme elder, his nominal master, to emerge from seclusion and rush over at this moment either. He just did not know what stance he would take.
"Supreme elder, you've finally emerged from seclusion!"
"Our holy land faces a crisis of life and death! Please uphold justice, supreme elder!"
"Yes, please plead with the imperial scion, supreme elder. For the sake of our past ties, could he spare our holy land this once..."
At the sight of the supreme elder, many holy land elders grew visibly excited and immediately spoke up, as though clutching a life-saving straw. They hoped the supreme elder would plead with Lin Fan to spare them.
"Hmph!"
"Fools! You're all fools!"
"For the imperial scion to take a liking to Mengdie is her honor, and an even greater honor for our Primordial Holy Land!"
"Yet you slandered the imperial scion-defilement? Your audacity knows no bounds! Forget one Mengdie. Even if the imperial scion wanted the Primordial Holy Land, I would hand the entire Primordial Holy Land over to him without another word!"
"As for you, you brought this upon yourselves!"
The supreme elder bristled and glared, sweeping his hand to fling these juniors aside. He wished he could slap every last one of these unfilial descendants to death. Do you want to send this old man to his death?
Within the holy land, only he knew Lin Fan's identity.
He had accepted Lin Fan as his final disciple and even named him Holy Son. Only by clinging to the Lin Clan's mighty thigh had he broken through to Sage King.
He called him a disciple, but in truth, a lord had come to stay!
Barely any time had passed, yet these unfilial descendants had been so blind that they had ruined everything for him!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became!
He struck out with his palm, his Sage King might surging. With a smack, he slapped the three Sage elders who had attacked earlier into clouds of bloody mist.
"Anyone who dares attack the imperial scion will be killed without mercy!"
Once the supreme elder said this, none of the holy land elders dared say anything more. The light in Luo Chen's eyes faded completely.
They had thought the supreme elder's appearance gave them hope, yet he had actually sided with Lin Fan.
Then the supreme elder jogged over to Lin Fan. A mighty Sage King could awe an entire region, yet he adopted an exceedingly humble posture and said with a fawning smile, "This old man greets the imperial scion!"
"At least you know which way the wind blows. This has nothing to do with you, but don't go courting death. Otherwise..." Lin Fan waved his hand, revealing a meaningful smile.
"Thank you for your mercy, imperial scion!"
At those words, the supreme elder's old face bloomed with smiles. If he had not feared Lin Fan kicking him, he would have loved to kneel and kowtow to Lin Fan, thanking him for his imperial grace on the spot.
What does the holy land's destruction have to do with me? As long as I'm alive, the holy land remains!
Rumble!
The sky rumbled, and terrifying Sage King might rippled toward them, causing many disciples and elders to cough up blood on the spot.
Fortunately, the supreme elder beside him knew what to do. A Sage King light barrier protected Lin Fan, keeping any pressure from reaching him.
Lin Fan looked toward the battlefield in the sky. The battle between Sages rent heaven and earth. It truly was terrifying.
The battle between the two had reached a fever pitch. Fortunately, Uncle Fu had the imperial armament Lin Fan had given him. The grand elder was no match for Uncle Fu at all and was gravely injured, drenched in blood, yet he still held on.
The supreme elder looked at Lin Fan and suddenly offered eagerly, "Imperial scion, may this old man lend the Godslayer Saint King a hand?"
Lin Fan nodded.
Some emotion returned to Luo Chen's formerly hollow eyes. He immediately understood what the supreme elder intended. "No, supreme elder! My master is a Sage King! If you kill him, the holy land will lose a powerful expert!"
The grand elder was his master. Naturally, he did not want to see the person he respected most die horribly before him.
The supreme elder could not help snorting coldly. If I don't kill him, sooner or later both the holy land and I will be done for. If the grand elder hadn't courted death, how would our holy land have offended the imperial scion?
He wanted nothing more than to kill the grand elder. With such an opportunity before him, how could he let it pass?
Luo Chen looked at Lin Fan with reddened eyes. "Lin Fan, if you kill my master, I swear I won't rest until one of us is dead!"
"Until one of us is dead? Are you worthy?"
"A piece of trash like you? Have you still not realized what situation you're in?"
"You actually dare threaten me? You're nothing but a chick I can crush at will now. What right do you have to run your fucking mouth at me?"
Lin Fan smiled disdainfully and slapped Luo Chen across the face as he spoke, sending two front teeth flying.
Smack! Crack, crack!
Now Luo Chen's mouth and body were covered in blood. He was utterly wretched.
With his cultivation crippled, taking a blow from Lin Fan at the Spirit Sea Realm broke many bones throughout his body. He had no strength to speak at all and could only stare fixedly at Lin Fan.
Where was the swagger he had shown while slandering Lin Fan earlier?
Suddenly, Lin Fan looked at Luo Chen and curled his lips. "Still, it's not as though I can't spare your master. Beg me."
The mighty Great Emperor Tianchen, begging me?
Interesting!