The situation was chaotic. Staying alive on this battlefield really wasn't easy.
He had no idea how Lü Qiming and the others were doing, but judging by their usual approach, keeping themselves alive definitely wouldn't be a problem.
Lin Fan surveyed his surroundings and spotted a direction that was a little safer. At least if he fought his way over and played dead halfway there, escaping this place would basically be no problem.
With his Undying Body to rely on, Lin Fan was badass beyond belief. He had no concerns whatsoever, hacking and slashing his way forward.
Liu Zhenhao's death had been discovered. When a Sunshine Sect disciple found that Senior Brother Liu had been hacked to death, he let out a shout. Senior Brother Liu was a sect elder's nephew. His death on the battlefield would have extremely serious consequences.
But in the current situation, who had the room to think about so much? Just keeping their lives was already a tremendous stroke of luck.
Lin Fan charged into the crowd. Why would he turn down free points? He showed these Sunshine Sect disciples no mercy, hacking away furiously at any who fell into his hands.
At that moment, some Sunshine Sect experts noticed Lin Fan.
A grim-faced man spotted Lin Fan, his expression shifting slightly. "This Flame Magnificence Sect disciple is actually so brazen, hacking down our disciples as he pleases."
"Hmph. Judging by his blood and Qi, he's at the Body Tempering Seventh Stage at most. These useless fools can't even kill a piece of trash at the Body Tempering Seventh Stage." The speaker had short limbs and a large head, looking somewhat deformed, but viciousness flashed in his eyes. Clearly, he was a ruthless sort as well.
The two discussed him. In their eyes, that Flame Magnificence Sect disciple was already dead. If no disciple managed to kill him in a little while, they would make their move.
Lin Fan felt he had killed about enough. If he kept going, he would probably attract someone else's attention.
When that happened, leaving would probably be impossible. Being captured alive would be even worse.
"Who else?" Lin Fan roared at his surroundings. The Sunshine Sect disciples had been frightened by this fellow.
The fellow before them was covered in blood and wounds, but what they couldn't understand was that he seemed to be forged from iron. Not only had he not died, he was growing fiercer and fiercer.
"You..." Just then, Lin Fan looked at a Sunshine Sect disciple before him. One glare from Lin Fan made the disciple tremble all over. Then he shut his eyes and roared, "I'll fight you to the death!"
In this disciple's eyes, he was probably about to die.
Because the person before him was a great demon king.
Schlick!
The sensation of a weapon piercing flesh traveled to the disciple's hand.
The disciple opened his eyes and stared at the scene before him in utter bewilderment. His expression shifted slightly, then turned wild.
"I... I killed him."
The disciple grew so excited that he nearly cried.
He was only a piece of trash at the Body Tempering Third Level, yet he had actually killed a great demon king like this.
Lin Fan widened his eyes, looking at the disciple before him as he said in disbelief, "You're actually this strong."
The disciple was immensely pleased with himself, his expression savage and arrogant. "Haha, of course I'm strong! Trash like you wanted to kill me? Dream on! Just wait until I..."
Schlick!
The disciple froze and lowered his head to look at his chest. At some point, the nine-ringed broadsword had pierced his body. Then he looked up in disbelief. "How... could..."
Points +30.
Damn it, being pleased with yourself after killing me was enough, but you had to show off too. You're coming with me, Lin Fan muttered inwardly. He had originally wanted to let this fellow have his moment. Who knew he would act so brazenly in front of him? How could he put up with that?
But this was enough.
Thud!
He pretended to lie dead on the ground.
The two who had been discussing him earlier snorted disdainfully. "Trash. Even a Body Tempering Third Level disciple could trade his life for his."
"It's about time. We can release the War Behemoth and end this battle."
"The Flame Magnificence Sect no longer has enough Essence Crystals to power its Divine Essence Cannon. Killing a War Behemoth requires an Earthly Dipper Realm expert, but can their Flame Magnificence Sect still spare enough Earthly Dipper Realm experts?"
"Still, who would have thought that the War Behemoth we raised this time would actually advance?"
"Hmph. The Flame Magnificence Sect is doomed."
Lin Fan lay there, constantly watching the situation. When no one was paying attention, he quietly shifted a little. When someone passed by, he immediately played corpse, not moving a muscle.
Suddenly.
The ground began to shake.
Lin Fan quietly opened his eyes, utterly bewildered.
What the fuck is that thing? Isn't it way too huge? In Lin Fan's sight stood an enormous beast, bone spurs jutting from its back and its two feet gigantic. Its eyes, in particular, were blood-red. It was clearly a weapon of war.
He understood now. This kind of beast was raised by the Sunshine Sect by extracting various demonic essences from demonic beasts and mixing them together. It had no reason whatsoever and knew only destruction. The Sunshine Sect also laid formations inside these War Behemoths to control them. They could be called the most powerful beings on the battlefield. Apart from Earthly Dipper Realm experts, no one was a match for them.
We're screwed. Lin Fan was powerless. This War Behemoth was truly terrifying. Even his Undying Body was useless. If he couldn't kill it, what was he supposed to do?
The two Sunshine Sect experts who had been talking earlier floated before the War Behemoth's shoulders, controlling it.
"Kill!"
Cries of slaughter roared out. Before the War Behemoth, the Flame Magnificence Sect disciples looked tiny.
When Fang Qing saw this, his expression changed drastically, and he cried out that it was impossible.
How could the Sunshine Sect still have a War Behemoth?
There were barely any Essence Crystals left to power the Divine Essence Cannon, and it basically couldn't fire anymore. Now that a War Behemoth had appeared, how could they fight?
Watching large numbers of disciples being trampled to death by the War Behemoth, Fang Qing's anger churned within him, and he nearly spat blood.
Sensing the carnage around him, Lin Fan felt helpless. Don't blame me. I really can't help you.
Suddenly.
Lin Fan noticed something was wrong, because that enormous figure seemed to have stopped in front of him. When he opened his eyes, he found the War Behemoth staring at him with blood-red eyes, filled with anger toward him as though he had killed its mother.
The expressions of the two controlling the War Behemoth changed. "What's going on?"
But no matter how the two tried to control it, the War Behemoth remained standing there, motionless.
Lin Fan felt that this War Behemoth didn't seem very friendly toward him. There weren't many people around anymore, either, and he kept feeling that playing dead wasn't such a good idea. How could he dare keep up the act? He took to his heels and ran.
"Roar!"
The War Behemoth roared, trying to break free of its restraints and pounce on Lin Fan to kill him.
But it sensed someone inside its body controlling it.
Everyone on the battlefield was stunned, not knowing what had happened.
The two controlling the War Behemoth were also astonished. "What's going on? How can it be resisting our control?"
Suddenly.
Something no one had expected happened.
With its sharp claws, the War Behemoth seized the two floating by its shoulders and squeezed hard, crushing them into bloody pulp and dust.
"Roar!"
A roar erupted.
Lin Fan stared at that enormous figure, completely dumbfounded. What was going on? This fellow seemed to have a grudge against him.
Just then, a voice that scared Lin Fan out of his wits erupted from the beast's mouth. Though very indistinct, it was at least understandable.
"You... surnamed Lin... I want your life."
Hearing this, Lin Fan immediately felt something was wrong. Why did those words sound so familiar?
Holy shit, that's right. It sounds like that Qiu Li.
Qiu Li had been fed to the War Behemoth. The unwillingness and hatred in his heart had surged to the heavens, actually fusing with the War Behemoth's consciousness. At first, nothing had happened.
But on the battlefield, he caught Lin Fan's scent and saw his figure. That slumbering desire for revenge awakened. For the War Behemoth, there was only one thought: kill this fellow.
Boom!
The War Behemoth took a stride forward, chasing Lin Fan.
Seeing this, Lin Fan was so frightened that even his dick went limp.
"Fuck your mother! Are you fucking sick in the head? Why are you chasing me?" Lin Fan roared, taking to his heels.
When Lü Qiming and the others heard this voice, they immediately shouted, "It's Junior Brother Lin... He's still alive!"
Lin Fan was on the verge of tears. What the fuck is this? I was lying there perfectly fine. Why has this beast set its sights on me now?
I'm going to die in a minute!
And Qiu Li, why the fuck are you coming after me? I'm not the one who did this to you. Didn't I just blow you up once?
Boohoo!
Forget it. Run first.
And the beast had latched onto Lin Fan. No matter where he ran, it followed right behind him, looking as though it swore not to stop until it killed him.
Faced with this terrifying beast, Lin Fan was truly scared.
"Stop chasing me! I'm scared of you, all right?"
"Please stop chasing me."
"You're my dad, all right?"
"Can't we be a little more peaceful?"