"Daoist Xiong, what’s happening over there?"
Lin Fan asked.
Judging by the scene, those massive silhouettes appeared to be terrifying creatures living in the Forbidden Land. They were on the move, all heading in the sa direction.
Daoist Xiong focused his gaze. "I’m not sure, but it’s definitely nothing good."
Just from the look on Daoist Xiong’s face, one could already guess.
He probably had so idea.
The situation was bad.
Otherwise, so many terrifying creatures wouldn’t be rushing toward the horizon.
The aura radiating from afar made their hearts tremble with fear.
Terrifying.
Lin Fan scanned the surrounding crowd of great cultivators. "All of you—fighting us for the Divine dicine is one thing, I get it. But right now, the Forbidden Land is showing signs of abnormality. If you still go on like this, you might all end up dead here."
His view was simple.
The situation seed grim, so why ignore potential dangers just for the Divine dicine?
Unfortunately, while he thought this way, the others didn’t.
"Why waste ti on his nonsense? Everyone, kill them and seize the Divine dicine."
The Demon Ancestor had lost much interest in the Divine dicine by now. For him, the biggest priority was to kill Lin Fan.
Many of those surrounding Lin Fan held grudges against him. There were well-known experts and many reclusive powerhouses—the kind who rarely revealed themselves.
Normally, they wouldn’t bother to show up.
But due to events in the Forbidden Land, and the eruption of the Divine dicine’s legend over the past year, even they couldn’t stay idle anymore.
They all sought to obtain the Divine dicine from the Forbidden Land.
"Everyone, our reason for coming to the Forbidden Land is simple: to get the Divine dicine. As for anything else, it has nothing to do with us."
Old Monster Heavenly Corpse said, his hatred for Lin Fan no less than that of the Demon Ancestor’s—perhaps even worse. He had paid a steep price to bid for a Divine dicine, and now the remnant divine plant was with him. But the crucial piece—the vital leaf—was still with Lin Fan.
If he didn’t retrieve that piece from Lin Fan,
then his Divine dicine would be rendered useless.
Sure enough,
no matter how serious they made the situation sound, these great cultivators didn’t take it seriously at all.
It was clear they had a singular mindset:
We’re here to seize the Divine dicine.
Whatever trouble you encounter,
has nothing to do with us.
Daoist Xiong and Te Snake were no longer interested in fighting; they were far more concerned about the situation in the distance. They wanted to check if their battles had damaged the terrain here, triggering this anomaly.
If that truly were the case,
the consequences would be disastrous.
But the foolish Human Clan cultivators, blinded by the allure of the Divine dicine, ignored everything else. Stupid—how could they be so stupid?
In the hidden void,
several silhouettes lingered in concealnt.
"Pavilion Master, the situation in the Forbidden Land seems to be turning for the worse. The aura emanating from over there feels wrong—terrifyingly so," an old man said softly.
If Lin Fan could see these people, he would instantly recognize them.
They were none other than the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion and his group.
A year ago, they had almost died in the Forbidden Land due to so trouble. Yet here they were again. Truly fearless, they seed undeterred by danger as long as there were profits to be made.
"Ignore it. Just wait a bit longer," the Pavilion Master said.
He was waiting, unperturbed. Though the aura from afar was indeed frightening, his goal was singular—he was here for the Divine dicine.
Everything else was irrelevant to him.
However, he was quite astonished at Lin Fan’s strength. He hadn’t expected this young man to be so powerful, defying all expectations. Had he not seen it himself, he’d find it hard to believe.
The Heavenly Treasure Pavilion’s Divine dicine Appraiser.
Soone capable of appraising Divine dicine while possessing such combat strength—it was highly suspicious. Who exactly was this person, and how did he have such ability?
At that mont,
the anomaly in the Forbidden Land erupted suddenly.
From afar, a terrifying aura surged, imnsely powerful. Upon sensing it, everyone’s heart jolted as if a massive mountain was pressing down upon them.
"Be careful."
Ao Wudi cautioned as he activated Mana Protection. The overwhelming aura enshrouded him, causing his Mana Shield to tremble under the intense impact.
"It has erged."
Daoist Xiong and Te Snake exchanged a horrified look, gazing into the distance. They sensed this was a grave problem.
"What is that?"
The Demon Ancestor and others were shocked, their minds shaken. They never anticipated encountering such a terrifying presence.
These were all prominent figures.
For an aura to make them feel fear—what kind of monstrous power was this?
At this mont,
there was no longer any need for Lin Fan to say much. Everyone halted their actions and turned their gazes toward the distant anomaly.
"Let’s go take a look."
Daoist Xiong and Te Snake dashed toward the source of the disturbance. As for the squabble here, it no longer mattered to them. Guided by Te Snake, the Divine Fruit Tree was uprooted, emitting a radiant glow before vanishing from sight.
Lin Fan exchanged a glance with Ao Wudi, and both imdiately sped off in pursuit.
The crowd of great cultivators showed varying degrees of surprise at the unfolding situation, clearly perplexed about what exactly was happening.
Even as the allure of the Divine dicine tugged at them,
they followed suit.
The Forbidden Land was a place of unparalleled mystery to them, brimming with treasures.
Each treasure was enough to drive them to madness.
In the distance,
"This is..."
Lin Fan stared, wide-eyed, at the scene ahead. A black light curtain, rippling like waves, lood ominously. Within its folds, a crack appeared, revealing flickering purple, sinister light. It was from this crack that the terrifying aura emanated.
"This doesn’t feel right. Who or what is being sealed here?" Ao Wudi stood beside Lin Fan, his guard up as he stared at the scene with vigilance.
Lin Fan shook his head. "I can’t figure it out either, but it seems far from simple."
KABOOM!
From the fissure radiating sinister light, bolts of horrifying lightning thundered down relentlessly. Terrifying roars echoed from the depths of the fissure.
Soon after,
networks of Immortal Dao Laws interwove into a massive web over the crack, blocking whatever entity sought to erge.
A crowd of monstrous creatures stood there, their expressions grim.
One of them, a fiery red pig, stood engulfed in blazing flas, its deanor solemn. Immortal Dao Laws surged upward from its body, joining the net ford by nurous monstrous entities’ Dao Laws, all converging to strike at the fissure.
At this mont,
a purple pupil erged within the crack, blending with the darkness. Abruptly, a beam of light burst out of the pupil, smashing furiously into the web of Immortal Dao Laws.
The collision,
caused the web to tremble—the defenses were strained.
The monstrous creatures holding premature Divine dicine suddenly found their divine plants disintegrating, the essence transforming into a river of Immortal Dao Laws that flowed toward the fissure. The river quickly solidified into an impenetrable barrier.
"Fallen Immortals, you were never ant to return. You no longer belong to this era!"
One of the monstrous creatures roared, its voice thundering across the heavens and earth. Patterns of Immortal Markings materialized from its words, reinforcing the fissure’s seal.
Shortly after,
a voice, ancient and genderless, resounded from within.
"The era belongs to the strong. You cannot stop us."
Lin Fan and Ao Wudi exchanged glances, surprise flashing in their eyes. This existence was terrifying—beyond anything they had imagined. Who would have thought sothing so dreadful lay hidden in the Forbidden Land?
Moreover,
Lin Fan realized that Divine dicine had such a purpose. It was being used to fortify the fissure’s defenses. No wonder there was such an abundance of Divine dicine here. Yet, they were all unripe—what effect could they possibly have?
The Demon Ancestor and others, having co for the Divine dicine, felt their hearts ache as they watched the monstrous creatures destroy it. What a waste! Such a precious resource, used in this manner.
Yet no one dared to make a sound.
The creatures were too terrifying.
Even a whisper drawing their attention might get them crushed into pulp.
Suddenly,
an ominous situation unfolded.
From sowhere above the Heavenly Vault, a leaked aura coalesced into an apocalyptic giant hand. It descended nacingly, its pressure overwhelming. Even before it landed, the terrifying aura was palpable.
The monstrous creatures looked upward and roared, clearly alard. It felt like a long-conceived sche had been waiting for this mont. The leaked aura was just too much, culminating in this cataclysmic entity.
The apocalyptic giant palm descended slowly.
The monstrous creatures fought back with all their might, combining their strengths. Yet, under the crushing weight of the palm, their efforts seed futile.
They couldn’t withdraw their power; doing so would leave the seal completely unguarded.
So great cultivators began retreating.
Faced with the celestial palm, they felt as if their very souls were being grasped by so unfathomable power. Any slight move would crush them—a force entirely beyond their realm to resist.
Lin Fan frowned. "This situation doesn’t seem good at all."
"These fools—coming into the Forbidden Land to seize treasures is one thing. But triggering such a catastrophe? It feels like this is all our fault. Don’t you think so?"
Ao Wudi nodded. "Agreed. It does seem that way. Our battles and movents must have disrupted the terrain. Dozens of True Immortal-level powerhouses clashing—such destruction is bound to destabilize everything. If this weren’t the Forbidden Land with its inherent resilience, the repercussions would’ve been far worse."
Lin Fan was already considering retreat.
The situation was dire.
The palm’s aura was unimaginably terrifying. Even with so many creatures here, it seed unlikely that they could withstand its power.
Although the exact nature of the entity within the fissure remained unclear,
he sensed that it constantly leaked energy. Once the right mont ca, the aura would coalesce into an unstoppable attack, crushing the seal entirely.
Drifting in the boundless void where the Forbidden Land resided, its ergence in the cultivation world marked the advent of calamity—predestined and inescapable.
As the apocalyptic giant palm descended further,
the ground fractured.
The light curtain’s fissure beca increasingly unstable.
So great cultivators imdiately turned and fled.
This was no place to linger.
Yet at that mont,
a world-shattering power—one that didn’t belong in the cultivation world—erupted from afar.
That... could only be the power of the Immortals.
There were still terrifying entities lurking within the Forbidden Land.
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