A desert canyon.
The sky was gray and hazy, thick with the stench of blood. Waves of battle cries shattered the desolation of the land.
"Am I living in a fucking dream?" A young man lay on a patch of blood-soaked ground. While no one was paying attention, he scooped a handful of blood from the corpse beside him, smeared it over his face, and played dead.
"People here really don't give a damn about their lives." The young man had delicate features and long hair tied behind his head. He opened his eyes a sliver and surveyed his surroundings.
In the distance, sword light flashed, cleaving countless people in two.
There were even enormous beasts clad in pitch-black scales. With a single stomp, they made the earth tremble. It was hell on earth.
"Mommy, I want to go home." The young man's name was Lin Fan. He had no idea how he had ended up in this dangerous world.
Three days ago, he had still been playing a game at home. He had fallen asleep while playing, but when he opened his eyes, he found himself in completely unfamiliar surroundings.
Immediately afterward, memories that did not belong to him flooded his mind.
The owner of this body was also named Lin Fan and looked exactly like him, right down to his birthmark. He was utterly dumbfounded. What the hell was going on?
Meanwhile, the place he was in was called the Flame Magnificence Sect, just like the sects in novels.
The Flame Magnificence Sect had been established a hundred and thirty years ago. The great Great Emperor Yanhua had led countless unyielding people to overthrow the former brutal regime and establish the nation everyone had hoped for.
But because its overall strength was too low, other sects eyed it like hungry tigers. They coveted the wealth of this land, leaving it plagued by foreign invasions year after year.
Originally, none of this had much to do with Lin Fan, but when he learned of his identity and circumstances, he was dumbstruck.
He was now an ordinary disciple, and in three days, he would have to march out with the main force to face the invaders.
When he heard the news, he tried everything he could to escape, but the place was so heavily guarded that he could not get away. After arriving on the battlefield and witnessing this terrifying, brutal war, he simply lay on the ground and played dead, hoping to survive.
"Mamma mia, someone wake me up from this dream." Lin Fan trembled, ranting furiously inside.
If you were going to transmigrate me, at least send me somewhere nice! What the hell was this? Were you fucking messing with me?
Bang!
A figure flew over from afar and crashed heavily beside Lin Fan.
"You're playing dead." The man who had fallen beside him was pale, blood gushing from his chest. What frightened Lin Fan most was the silver horn growing from his forehead. Could this even fucking count as human?
Lin Fan said, "Buddy, can we take a breather? Look, you're spurting blood. How about we just lie here and wait for it to end?"
"Okay."
To Lin Fan's surprise, the fellow actually agreed. Then he rolled over. "The sky really is lovely..."
While the man was muttering to himself, Lin Fan grabbed the sword beside him, abruptly rolled over, and plunged it into his heart.
The silver-horned man's eyes widened in disbelief. His grip on his weapon loosened, and in the end, he left behind just one word.
"Underhanded!"
"Think I'm stupid? You were planning to kill me just now too, weren't you?" Lin Fan had never killed anyone, but in this messed-up world, he did not want to die, nor did he want to be hacked to death.
The memories he had merged with had already told him: if he did not act, he would die.
Then he quickly lay back down and played dead again.
"What a fucking scam. How am I supposed to survive until the end?"
"Killed a Body Tempering Third Level living being." "Points +30."
"Who's talking?" Lin Fan was frightened. The voice that suddenly rang out inside his head startled him. Had the fighting around him not been so intense, he would have stood up to investigate.
Just then, the voice sounded in his mind again.
"Name: Lin Fan!" "Cultivation: Body Tempering First Stage (+)." "Hard cultivation points: 0" "Points: 30" "One free eternal draw!"
Lin Fan discovered a wheel in his mind, densely packed with all sorts of things. Its pointer began spinning so fast that he could not make anything out.
Although he did not know what this thing was, his powerful ability to adapt told him that he could have something fucking awesome too.
"Drawn eternal-grade buff: Undying Body." "Undying Body: even if the myriad worlds perish, you will not (revival time: 10 seconds)."
Lin Fan felt as though something about him had changed. Some inexplicable power had suddenly appeared inside his body.
"What's going on?" He was a little dazed. None of this made any scientific sense. An undying body?
Could I really be immortal?
"Huh? Why is there a spot of light in the sky? Am I about to wake up?" Lying on the ground, Lin Fan watched the sky. A point of light flickered, growing larger and larger.
When he finally saw what it was, his face went white with fright. Holy mother, who the fuck was this inconsiderate? I was lying here minding my own business, and disaster still came flying at me.
Squelch!
Feeling the sword that had fallen from the sky pierce his body, he despaired. Was he about to die?
Ten seconds later!
"Huh? How am I alive again?" Lin Fan opened his eyes and looked at the sword sticking upright out of his body. He felt no pain whatsoever, and his mind was perfectly clear. Gripping the hilt with one hand, he pulled it straight out.
Blood spurted out, yet there was no pain at all. He even felt the wound heal instantly.
At that moment, he grew excited. Could that "undying body" from earlier actually be real?
Did I really have a cheat?
Suddenly, a figure collapsed in front of Lin Fan.
"No, I can't fall. I can't." The fallen man's eyes were filled with defiance and unwillingness. Holding a purple sphere, he stared fixedly into the distance at the enormous beast rampaging across the battlefield, slaughtering countless compatriots.
Lin Fan looked at the fatty before him, who seemed somewhat familiar. According to his predecessor's memories, this fatty was usually a ruthless man of few words who trained like mad. Now, something sharp seemed to have wounded his abdomen. Blood spilled everywhere, and his face was deathly pale.
"Fatty, hurry up and play dead. Stop throwing your life away," Lin Fan whispered.
The fatty's expression shifted slightly as he stared at Lin Fan. He had not expected someone to be alive. Then disdain and anger flashed in his eyes, but his injuries were so severe that he no longer even had the strength to be angry.
"No, I have to destroy that beast. If they break through here, our families and friends will all die at their hands and be enslaved by them," Lü Qiming said in a low voice. Then, to Lin Fan's surprise, the fatty somehow found the strength to roar at him.
"You can't be such a coward! If everyone were like you, the Flame Magnificence Sect would be finished! Our future, even our descendants, would all live in slavery!"
Lin Fan stared at the fatty, dumbfounded. He really was a ruthless man of few words, but the words he did say were so fucking righteous.
Under Lin Fan's gaze, the fatty actually tried to force himself to his feet. But blood poured from his abdomen, and the slightest movement sent a great gush spilling out. In the end, he collapsed again.
His eyes brimmed with boundless unwillingness and despair. Finally, he slowly closed them, but just then, Lü Qiming suddenly opened his eyes again.
A hand had grabbed the object he was holding.
"You're right. If I don't enter hell, who will? Leave this difficult mission to me. If I die, you must remember me. Just burn some paper offerings for me every year."
Lin Fan's only thought now was to get off this battlefield as quickly as possible. Fight your war all you want. What the fuck did it have to do with me?
Besides, he had an undying body. The heavens and earth were vast-was there anywhere he, Lin Fan, could not go?
At that moment, he was filled with interest in this world. Of course, without this golden finger, he certainly would not have had the slightest interest.
"You..." Lü Qiming stared at Lin Fan in shock. He had never expected this compatriot before him to possess such courage.
A resolute expression appeared on Lin Fan's face. "The wind moans, the Yi River runs cold; the warrior departs, never to return."
"I'm off. Carry on living with my will."
Lü Qiming's ruddy face suddenly grew even redder. The words Lin Fan had just spoken echoed endlessly in his mind.
Tears immediately streamed down his face as he roared, "You have to live!"
Without looking back, Lin Fan ran straight into the distance.
"Live, my ass. I'm fucking making a run for it."
The enormous beast in the distance was really fucking huge. It had to be dozens of meters tall. Not only was it massive, it even fucking looked like Godzilla.
Although Lü Qiming could no longer move, he still watched the distant figure expectantly.
Destroying that enormous beast was practically impossible, but he still clung to his last remaining hope.
Suddenly, that figure fell within Lü Qiming's sight. It was too far away for him to tell what had happened.
"No." Lü Qiming gritted his teeth and was about to close his eyes in despair, but suddenly, he stared into the distance in astonishment. The fallen figure had actually stood back up.
He could vaguely see that the figure's back was already stained red with blood.
"For fuck's sake, crowds are a sin. You never know when someone will slash you." Lin Fan ranted furiously. He had not been paying attention and had been stabbed from behind. Fortunately, this undying body was reliable enough, reviving him after ten seconds.
Without a second thought, he took off running.
"Die!"
Before he had gone far, someone slashed him again. This time, the blade struck his neck. Even if it did not hurt, wasn't this a little too much blood?
Seeing the figure fall again, Lü Qiming despaired once more. But before long, he saw that figure sway back to his feet.
Lü Qiming clenched his hands so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh. He was already crying with emotion. The man fell again and again, yet rose again and again, until his back was no longer visible.
Just what kind of will allowed him to persist like this?
At that moment, Lü Qiming gritted his teeth. "Your will is as weighty as a mountain, but I will do everything I can to carry it on."
Along the way.
Lin Fan had no idea how many times he had been hacked to death, but each time, his undying body had brought him back.
But even with an undying body, this was hardly reliable. How could he keep getting hacked down like this?
At that moment, Lin Fan dropped flat on the ground, kicking his legs as he slowly crawled.
A prone camper had appeared.
The people around him were fighting in full swing. Who would notice a prone camper beneath their feet?
"Hehe, this is much safer. As long as I don't get slashed." Lin Fan grinned, feeling that he was really fucking clever.
Before long, Lin Fan raised his head. The enormous beast was right before him.
The beast was incomparably savage. There was no telling how many people it crushed beneath each step.
Four figures hovered beside the enormous beast, their gazes fixed on the void, seemingly defending against attacks from within it.
Lin Fan crawled slowly, attracting no attention whatsoever. Even the four figures hovering beside the beast did not look down. Perhaps, in their eyes, the people below were simply not worth worrying about.
Just then, the beast stomped down hard. Although it did not step on Lin Fan, the powerful force of the impact made him vomit blood.
Fuck, Lin Fan thought, and promptly croaked.
When he revived again, he saw the enormous beast ahead and immediately got up to chase after it.
The sphere in his hand was a high-grade human-tier support item developed by the master artifact refiners of the Flame Magnificence Sect's Artifact Refining Hall over countless days and nights.
Its primary function was to work with the Divine Essence Cannon to mark targets.
Standing between the beast's legs, Lin Fan raised both hands, took a deep breath, and pressed the activation button. He recalled a very moving line he had once seen.
"Fire at me!"
His voice was so loud that it carried across the entire battlefield.
Boom!
A terrifying power gathered within the muzzle of the enormous cannon, then shot straight into the clouds.
"Holy fuck! That cannon fired way too fast!" Although he had an undying body, he still did not want to sit around waiting to be blasted into scraps.
"I'm out of here!" He broke into a run, hurrying away from this place of trouble.
Lü Qiming, who lay on the ground without any hope left, jerked his head up when he heard that voice.
He had succeeded!
Unable to hold back any longer, he began bawling.
"I'll remember you for the rest of my life."
And Lin Fan's actions thoroughly moved everyone in the Flame Magnificence Sect, sending their fighting strength soaring.
"How is this possible?" The four figures surrounding the beast stared at it all in disbelief, then fled far away in an instant.
The earth began to tremble.
A powerful blast swept through everything.
Lin Fan had already run far away. The moment he glanced back, he inwardly cursed, and the powerful storm blew him straight into the sky.
"I want to fly higher."