"You despicable old bastard, so sneaky! You actually knew to ambush at the most critical mont. Then again, your cultivation is indeed higher than mine. Hiding far away, it’s indeed difficult for to detect you."
"But... I am quite curious, how did you figure out that this is my most critical mont?"
Lin Fan knew that a great battle was inevitable. If he could kill the opponent, perhaps so valuable items might drop.
The old man burst into laughter, "Interesting. You are currently undergoing the Three Calamities, and this is the last one: the Wind Disaster. Its difficulty is exceedingly high. Although your strength is formidable, it’s precisely because of this that it indicates the Wind Disaster can take your life."
"Hand over the Divine dicine Residue, and I promise not to interfere with your Wind Disaster. But if you refuse, then I will have no choice but to ensure you perish within this calamity."
To the old man.
Did the current situation even need further explanation?
This boy was like clay in his hands, unable to even resist.
He felt a sense of satisfaction.
Indeed, ginger gets spicier with age. When this boy had just left the Taiwu Immortal Sect, he didn’t have full confidence to kill him for fear of interference midway; thus, he trailed him all along.
Unexpectedly, the heavens lent a hand.
Such a naïve boy, attempting to overco the Three Calamities in broad daylight—utter stupidity. If he failed to seize this opportunity, he might as well quit cultivating.
"You demonic path cultivators’ words are like farts! Believing you would be seeing ghosts. And as for soone like you, you’ve got no ambition in this lifeti. Clearly in the True Immortal Realm, standing above millions, yet you willingly beco soone else’s dog."
"If I were you, I’d bash my own head into a wall and die instantly."
Lin Fan deeply understood the power of words—they could kill not just the body but the heart.
But he underestimated his opponent.
"Boy, don’t spout such useless nonsense. Tricks like sowing discord? Those are scraps I’ve long discarded." The old man’s expression turned stern. "Hand over the Divine dicine Residue."
Lin Fan chuckled, "Wind Demon, why bother pretending? Although you are a formidable True Immortal and considered a senior, I can see through you. Isn’t it true that your cultivation of the Demon Dao Divine Power stems from the Elder Heavenly Corpse Demon? Your life and death are tied to him, allowing him to control your fate."
"If not for this fact, I doubt you’d choose to serve him rather than establish your own sect."
With his words, Lin Fan explicitly laid bare the opponent’s inner thoughts.
’I shall defy the heavens. I shall be free. I shall...’
Wind Demon’s expression shifted briefly but quickly recovered. Though Lin Fan had struck his true thoughts, how could he admit it?
That was absolutely impossible.
Lin Fan retrieved the Supre God Talisman, channeled mana into it, and tossed it into the air. The talisman floated into the Wind Disaster tornado. With a hum, light erupted, and the Wind Disaster tornado instantly disintegrated.
Thus, the terrifying Wind Disaster ended.
"Sigh, I had wanted to experience the sensation of the wind caressing my body, but your appearance interrupted that desire. Was that really necessary?" Lin Fan sighed deeply.
With a wave of his hand, the Supre God Talisman returned to him.
"Impossible!"
Wind Demon was utterly stunned, his eyes wide in disbelief. He was fully aware of how terrifying the Wind Disaster was, yet he hadn’t imagined the other party could so effortlessly dissolve it. He couldn’t help but recall his own struggle during the Three Calamities.
He had suffered imnsely.
Flesh torn apart was minor; his Divine Soul had nearly been extinguished.
"Nothing is impossible. To , the Three Calamities are just a ga. But you chose to ddle, so let have a proper fight with you. Let’s see if this so-called True Immortal old thief’s cultivation is as fearso as claid."
The only thing Lin Fan regarded seriously was the Immortal Tribulation.
Brimming with battle intent, Lin Fan radiated confidence. The disparity of a major realm ant nothing to him.
For most, it was an inconceivable notion, an utter impossibility.
But having mastered Divine Skills, Lin Fan feared nothing.
Over ti, however, he realized the downside of provoking too many enemies: he was constantly rembered by them. A mont of carelessness would have them leaping out to confront him.
"Yellow Springs Hell!"
Lin Fan’s mana surged as he unleashed his Divine Skill. Heaven and earth transford as hellish visions materialized, given form by his mighty mana.
Hell-slaying winds swept fiercely.
Trapped in the hellscape, Wind Demon was left shocked by the sight. To cultivate Great Divine Power to such a level was undeniably terrifying.
Lin Fan reached into hell, condensing its Origin. Instantly, spears of hell materialized all around, their tips gleaming with a frigid black light.
Swish!
Swish!
The spears shot toward Wind Demon with blinding speed.
At the sa ti, Lin Fan manifested the Ancestor Dragon Floating Body. With one grab, the Ancestor Dragon’s giant claw tore through the heavens, aiming to crush Wind Demon completely.
"Damn it, this power is far more formidable than expected!"
Wind Demon’s expression remained unchanged, his body enveloped in Demon Dao light. He crushed the Hell Spears while extending a finger. A dazzling black radiance shone from its tip as it clashed with the Ancestor Dragon’s claw.
BOOM!
A terrifying shockwave erupted.
Wind Demon’s white hair swayed violently. Each strand bore mana, growing endlessly through the void before breaking into another dinsion, transforming into sharp blades to stab at Lin Fan’s back.
Lin Fan’s body shuddered as a dragon’s roar echoed through the heavens. An Ancestor Dragon’s shadow erged behind him. The sharp white blades ford by the hair clattered against the shadow, producing crisp tallic chis.
"You despicable old bastard, underhanded as ever! Do you love sneak attacks that much?"
All around, surging Demonic Qi coalesced. The Great Divine Power "Devil’s Sorrow" gathered these forces into a lethal technique. The Demon Path thrived on rciless one-strike kills, leaving no survivors.
"Laughable! A disciple of an esteed Immortal Dao Sect, yet you’ve cultivated Demon Dao Divine Powers. Just how long have you been cultivating?"
Wind Demon’s face twisted in alarm. He discovered that Lin Fan’s speed in absorbing Demonic Qi was astonishing, creating an utterly oppressive killing power blanketing the heavens and earth.
Lin Fan brought his palm down, the killing intent concentrated within. The void shattered under the strike, and even the world itself tore apart.
BANG!
The devastating strike hit Wind Demon. However, he wasn’t wounded; instead, he had resisted it with an ultimate Divine Power. The figures of both n froze in the sky, freezing ti for that mont.
In the blink of an eye.
A storm of power spread out centered on the two individuals.
In terms of mana, Lin Fan was outmatched. His only edge lay in how he leveraged his mastery of Divine Powers to go head-to-head with his foe.
"Endless Purgatory."
Wind Demon’s pupils glinted with an eerie light as the image of purgatory appeared atop his head, spinning violently.
Lin Fan’s expression shifted.
Wind Demon grasped the purgatorial force in his palm and sent a devastating punch from the heavens. The terrifying power waves surged through Lin Fan’s body.
"You old dog, what’s there to fear?"
Lin Fan countered with a punch. The power of the Sky Dragon Clan erupted. With a boom, the world quaked, and ripples of power radiated outward like waves.
BANG!
Lin Fan plumted downward. He had underestimated Wind Demon, underestimated a True Immortal powerhouse serving the Elder Heavenly Corpse Demon. His feet braced on impact, heels absorbing the force as it transmitted to the ground below.
A trendous explosion shook the land.
The mountain beneath his feet instantly collapsed, leveling into flat ground.
The Ancestor Dragon Floating Body, the Sky Dragon Clan’s forbidden technique, excelled not only in brute strength but also in skillful force deflection. Using the Dragon Bones as conduits, it transferred unbearable forces into the earth.
"Who are you, boy? To cultivate multiple Great Divine Powers to such a level, you cannot be ordinary. Are you a mighty figure reborn, who condensed your past Divine Powers into crystals that you inherited in this life?"
Wind Demon believed in the possibility of unparalleled geniuses in the world.
But he did not believe anyone could cultivate such Great Divine Powers to this degree in re decades.
"I’m your dad."
Lin Fan unleashed a flurry of Great Divine Powers.
Dragon Form Treasure Skill!
Demon God Devouring thod!
Prison Sea Demon Mountain!
...
Combining these powers, an incomprehensible terror erupted. The heavenly vault couldn’t bear such force, fracturing visibly.
Wind Demon was utterly stunned witnessing Lin Fan’s display of multiple Great Divine Powers.
What a terrifying young man.
He could not be allowed to live.
Under no circumstances could he be left alive.
No matter what his identity might be, Wind Demon’s killing intent had fully ignited.
With a flick of his sleeves, Wind Demon summoned several Dao Artifacts before him.
A golden skull.
A long spear exuding torrential Demonic Qi.
A scroll painted with all kinds of fiends and monsters.
"Boy, only your corpse needs to return. You don’t need to stay alive." The old man’s fingers trembled as the laws of the Demon Path intertwined. At the sa ti, the Dao Artifacts he activated radiated terrifying brilliance, charging toward Lin Fan with overwhelming force.
The collision of Dao Artifact power and Divine Powers unleashed destruction too horrifying to describe.
The scene was overwhelming.
This was inconceivable for soone who had just overco the Three Calamities.
Let alone the fact that his opponent was a True Immortal-level powerhouse.
The gap between them was astronomical.
Yet, despite this, Divine Powers dominated the confrontation, leaving the Dao Artifacts unstable. Under the sheer force of Divine Powers, the long spear of surging Demonic Qi began to crack.
"Hmm?"
Wind Demon frowned. Compressing his fingers, he channeled imnse mana into the Dao Artifacts. Boosted by this mana, the Dao Artifacts glead brighter, struggling against the Divine Powers threatening to overwhelm them.
"Old dog, do you think you’re the only one with treasures? Don’t underestimate ."
Lin Fan unleashed the Mixed Elent Golden Gourd, hurling it fiercely toward Wind Demon.
The mont the Mixed Elent Golden Gourd appeared, its golden light was dazzling. The power of an Immortal Treasure shook the heavens. Even though Lin Fan couldn’t fully utilize its power, it was already enough.
The battle was too intense, leaving Lin Fan keenly aware of the violent turbulence of his mana within him.
Though battling a True Immortal powerhouse was pushing his limits.
He showed no fear.
"That treasure..." Wind Demon’s expression grew grave as he sensed the golden gourd’s might. Attempting to intercept it with a Dao Artifact, the Dao Artifact was imdiately reduced to dust under the Immortal Treasure’s impact.
To pit a Dao Artifact against an Immortal Treasure was akin to striking a stone with an egg—utterly overestimating oneself.
Even Lin Fan’s Reverse Heavens Four Saint Set would shatter instantly against a blow from the Mixed Elent Golden Gourd.
This was the disparity in their grade.
Golden light shone down.
A miserable cry echoed through the air.
Wind Demon’s eyes were seared by the light, blood streaming from the corners of his eyes.
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