"Senior Brother."
"Senior Brother."
The disciples, who had thought they would perish in the mouths of demons, suddenly let out joyous cries upon seeing the newcor. Although Lin Fan rarely appeared, every disciple in the sect knew of his existence.
Lin Fan looked toward the mortals and instantly understood the situation.
"Not bad, you haven’t disgraced the Taiwu Immortal Sect. How many of our junior brothers have fallen this ti?" Lin Fan asked.
A disciple, suppressing the sorrow in his heart, answered, "Senior Brother, half of our brothers died at the hands of the demons."
Their cultivation level was sufficient to deal with ordinary demons.
Moreover, this Demon Pit was opened in the mortal world.
With so many Inner Sect Disciples arriving, there should have been no issues.
Even when facing powerful demons initially, as long as they didn’t venture too deep, nothing would have gone wrong. The issue arose because they saw mortals being captured by demons. After a brief hesitation, they decided to pursue them, delving deeper into the territory. That’s when the tragedy occurred.
Lin Fan sighed internally.
The Sect Leader’s judgnt had been flawed.
If he were the Sect Leader, he would never have sent only Inner Sect Disciples. Carelessness is never permissible; one must give their all, no matter how weak the opponent seems.
Even sending just one True Disciple would have prevented this outco.
"Gather the bodies of the fallen disciples and bring them back to the sect. At the sa ti, escort these townsfolk back to the city," Lin Fan instructed. He then added, "You’ve all done well. I’ll report this to the Sect Leader and ensure you’re rewarded."
"As disciples of an Immortal Dao Sect, fighting and sacrificing yourself in battles against demons is an inevitable part of our path."
There was no choice.
Had he known earlier about the Sect Leader’s questionable decision, he would have stopped it. This was nothing short of sending people to their deaths.
Confidence is good, but overconfidence? That crosses the line.
"Ye Donglai, take them back. Son, you’re going too," Lin Fan said.
Ye Donglai asked in surprise, "Senior Brother, you’re not coming with us?"
"Leave? Hmph. The demons killed so many of our junior brothers. How can I leave? Besides, this Demon Pit is clearly connected to the demons’ lair. I’ll head there and turn the place upside down to avenge our brothers."
Murderous intent surged within Lin Fan. The connection between the Demon Pit and the demons was undeniable.
If his mana hadn’t reached this level,
he wouldn’t recklessly venture forth.
Moreover, he was curious about the demons’ intentions. If they wanted to co here so badly, they should be prepared to face the consequences.
"Say no more. My decision is final. Head back now."
Initially, he had planned to bring his son along, but on second thought, Ye Donglai wasn’t entirely reliable. It would be better to have his son stay and protect the others during their retreat, in case they encountered a powerful foe that Ye Donglai couldn’t handle.
To eliminate all risks and ensure safety.
"Father, I want to go with you," said the eccentric elder.
Lin Fan patted his head. "Be good. Protect them and wait for back at the sect."
"Fine then."
The eccentric elder agreed verbally, but his expression was filled with reluctance, clearly upset about separating from Lin Fan.
Lin Fan stroked the White Fox’s fur and handed it to the eccentric elder.
"Take care of them," he said, waving his hand to send them off.
Then, without hesitation, he surged toward the distant horizon.
Inside the Demon Pit, Lin Fan found an exit. Along the way, he encountered nurous demons but ignored them. To him, these lesser demons were insignificant. The one he sought was the sovereign among demons.
Half of his junior brothers had died at the hands of demons.
As their self-designated Senior Brother, how could he sit idly by? The demons had to pay the price.
It didn’t take long.
As he stepped out of the Demon Pit, an unsettling aura filled the heavens and earth. It was the stench of demons, thick and oppressive. If mortals lingered here, they would soon be poisoned by the demonic qi and transford into demonic entities.
They would beco terrifying beings consud by slaughter and violence.
The mont Lin Fan arrived in the Northern Desolation,
several powerful auras surged toward him.
They were the auras of demons.
Roar!
Roar!
Countless demons appeared—Sheep Demons, Tiger Demons, and even Bear Demons several ters tall. All kinds of demons erged, though their cultivation levels were relatively low. The sight of a living creature excited them, and their deafening growls echoed across the heavens.
It was as if they were conveying so sort of signal.
They seed to be indicating: A Human Clan cultivator has arrived; don’t hog him for yourselves!
Strangely enough, the demons were puzzled.
The Human Clan’s cultivators were unusually bold.
Daring to venture here?
Were they not afraid of being devoured?
Lin Fan gazed into the distance. The Northern Desolation, a haven for demons, was indeed a harsh land, but he wasn’t here to debate the environnt; he was here for vengeance.
At that mont,
he unleashed his aura to its fullest extent. Dense and boundless mana erupted from his body, causing the Heavenly Vault to tremble. At this mont, Lin Fan resembled a blazing sun.
He illuminated the entirety of the Northern Desolation.
Woo...woo...
The demons, who had been ready to devour Lin Fan as prey, froze in their tracks. They seed utterly stunned, as if confronted by an unfathomable nightmare.
"Crap!"
Sothing felt amiss.
In an instant,
the demons tucked their tails between their legs and fled in panic, scurrying away without a second thought.
To them, there was only one sentint:
"Oh great lord, we don’t dare provoke you. We just ca to greet you, really... no harm intended!"
Lin Fan didn’t concern himself with these fleeing demons.
Instead, he projected an overwhelming aura to summon the demon sovereigns.
A Human Clan cultivator stepping into demon territory and openly provoking them? Such insolence could not be tolerated by the demons.
And so,
Lin Fan sensed several terrifying auras rapidly approaching from the farthest reaches of the desolate land.
Those were auras brimming with rage.
Rumble!
The clouds above churned violently. In the distance, dark clouds boiled—these were demon clouds ford by dense demonic qi.
Demonic lightning crackled within them.
Crackle! Boom!
Thundering booms resounded, accompanied by eerie and terrifying roars.
"Which Human Clan cultivator dares enter the Northern Desolation? Have you grown tired of living?"
The voice, like a tolling bell, shook the very Heavenly Vault. From within the demon cloud erged a massive black Demon Dragon.
Had any great cultivators been present, they would have gasped in astonishnt at this sight.
It was the Dragon Emperor of the Northern Desolation’s Dragon Burial Valley.
A demon sovereign of unfathomable age, originally a Serpent that had undergone nurous fortuitous transformations, molding itself into a Black Dragon. Even the Sky Dragon Clan considered it an existence best avoided.
After all, the Dragon Emperor’s favorite food was none other than mbers of the Sky Dragon Clan.
"Whether I’m tired of living or not, I don’t know. But you opened a Demon Pit, and my junior brothers died in your hands. I’m here, displeased, to settle the score," Lin Fan said.
"You’re quick to arrive," he continued.
"But no rush, wait a bit longer."
Lin Fan knew that more demon sovereigns were on their way.
At that mont,
gusts of violent wind tore through the skies, evolving into massive cyclones. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an enormous avian creature with wings so vast they blocked out the sky, like a Heavenly Eagle Dragon.
"Dragon Emperor, you’re as fast as ever. What’s the story with this Human Clan cultivator? Is he out of his mind? We haven’t even bothered them, and now he’s co looking for us," said the Heavenly Eagle Dragon with disdain.
The Dragon Emperor replied coldly, "I don’t know, probably ignorant of his own limits."
Rumble!
The ground began to tremble.
From the horizon ca an imnse figure that seed as vast as a mountain, shrouded in darkness so thick it was impossible to make out its features. But from its size alone, one could discern its terrifying nature.
With a single leap, it landed heavily, sending tremors across the ground as if an earthquake had struck.
Soon enough,
a Nine-headed Demon Ape descended from the sky. The massive beast’s feet crushed the earth beneath them as it landed. It pounded its chest with its fists, letting out a furious roar. Its grotesque visage was so fearso that any ordinary disciple would likely be scared to death at the re sight of it.
"This puny Human Clan cultivator—did he co here to die?"
"I’ll crush you into minced at," the Nine-headed Demon Ape bellowed. Its voice, thunderous and earth-shaking, sent shockwaves rippling through the air.
"Calm down. Quit being so loud," Lin Fan said, casting a glance at the Nine-headed Demon Ape. From his Storage Ring, he retrieved a banana and tossed it over. "Here, eat a banana and keep quiet."
The arrival of three demon sovereigns plunged the atmosphere into a suffocating tension.
Nurous minor demons had long since fled.
To them, this was the stuff of nightmares—an utterly horrifying spectacle.
Lin Fan took a deep breath.
He knew that an epic battle was inevitable.
Having ventured into demon territory, he was fully prepared for what was to co.
Just then,
another strange phenonon occurred.
Snowflakes began to fall from the sky. Inexplicably, it started snowing. What made it even more astonishing was that the ground soon beca coated in frost—frost so thick it seed nearly indestructible.
So snowflakes landed on his shoulder, and his arm felt as though it were about to freeze solid.
From the distance,
a massive figure charged toward him. Closer inspection revealed it to be a lion covered entirely in crystalline ice.
It was the Northern Desolation Snow Plain Lion King.
Another imnsely powerful demon sovereign had arrived.
Although the demon sovereign ranks were vast, many chose not to appear, deterred by Lin Fan’s overwhelming aura. Those who did co were among the most influential in their hierarchy.
"Who is he?"
The Snow Plain Lion King roared, waves of dense demonic qi surging as its four paws crushed the ground beneath them. Frost and ice spikes protruded endlessly from the ground, forming an indomitable domain.
Lin Fan, unflinching, declared, "I am Lin Fan of the Taiwu Immortal Sect. You’ve opened a Demon Pit, costing the lives of dozens of my junior brothers. I’m here to tell you: killing my brothers cos with consequences!"
The four demon sovereigns exchanged glances.
Though they weren’t humanoid, their faces bore sneers rich in human arrogance—as if they’d just heard the most laughable joke in existence.
"Hahaha..."
"I didn’t expect Human Clan cultivators to be this foolish."
"He truly thinks he can make us pay? Ridiculous. Simply ridiculous."
Lin Fan was unmoved by their mocking laughter.
He inhaled deeply, his mana quivering.
Behind him, the phantom of an imnse Great Divine Power materialized.
His physique began to transform as he activated the Ancestor Dragon Floating Body. A colossal dragon soared upward from behind him, and the heavens echoed with its majestic roar.
"The Sky Dragon Clan’s forbidden technique..."
"Ha! How delightful. I love slaughtering anything tied to the Sky Dragon Clan," the Dragon Emperor sneered.
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