Chapter 1081: Slipped

"You're asking for death."

The Qi Tian老祖 could no longer endure. A roar shook heaven and earth, the entire world trembling. The Qi Tian老祖 was a Celestial King powerhouse, and being provoked like this by a junior was unbearable.

He had let Han Juntian's trick slide, but now even a junior disciple dared to shout at him and speak insolently. If he didn't teach him a lesson, the boy would never know his place.

Lin Fan smiled calmly, not taking it to heart. The Qi Tian老祖 was indeed terrifying; if it came down to real skill, he could be obliterated in an instant.

But things were different now. He had his own backing.

"Whether I'm asking for death isn't for you to decide, you old bastard Qi Tian. Your chances of survival today aren't great." Lin Fan said calmly, then flicked his sleeve, put one hand behind his back, and quietly grasped the "Lin's Brand Soap."

The Qi Tian老祖's handsome face was twisted with rage from Lin Fan and Han Juntian. The third eye on his forehead glowed even brighter, its light locking onto Lin Fan.

At that moment, the scene fell silent. Everyone waited, unsure of what would happen. The Qi Tian老祖 was surely going to kill this junior disciple, but whether the Heavenly Earth Sect's supreme ancestors would intervene was uncertain.

The Qi Tian老祖 had just declared that if those ancestors acted, the Kunlun Divine Sect would fight to the death with the Heavenly Earth Sect, even at the risk of annihilation. That changed the stakes.

If the Heavenly Earth Sect and Kunlun Divine Sect clashed head-on, the result would be mutual destruction, giving other sects a chance to trample them both.

Heavenly Earth Sect.

Qing Yangzi's heart pounded as he watched. He wished he could drag the kid away. The situation was dangerous enough, and yet the boy was still provoking the Qi Tian老祖. Wasn't that suicide?

"Senior Brother Lin is so domineering, truly impressive."

Hearing this, Qing Yangzi roared, "Impressive my ass! This is suicide! The Qi Tian老祖 is a Celestial King! What can he use to fight him? Ah, he's such a worry."

The disciple lowered his head. Elder Qing Yangzi wasn't wrong, but he still felt Senior Brother Lin was somewhat domineering.

...

At that moment, Lin Fan stood there calmly, flicking his sleeve as if the Qi Tian老祖 meant nothing. He then crooked his finger. "Come on, in your final moments, unleash your most brilliant radiance. I'm afraid after this, you won't have another chance."

In an instant, heaven and earth fell silent.

Everyone held their breath. The scene before them was too audacious. This guy was utterly reckless.

If he were a disciple of their sect, they'd kill him on the spot for causing trouble. Who could tolerate that?

And this was the Qi Tian老祖! Who did he think he was?

The Qi Tian老祖 took a deep breath. He felt he had lived in vain for thousands of years. He was a figure of awe in the Endless Continent, yet now a junior dared to be so insolent. If he didn't kill him, where would his face be?

He couldn't be spared. Absolutely not. He must be utterly annihilated.

Boom!

The Qi Tian老祖 stepped forward, treading on the void. Ripples of mana spread outward.

"Boy, your time is up. No one can save you today." The Qi Tian老祖 snorted, his palm covering the sky as he unleashed a supreme celestial art. The palm's aura was extraordinary, shaking heaven and earth, stunning the ages.

"This is the Shattering Hand Seal. That very art helped Han Juntian ascend to Celestial King. Now the Qi Tian老祖 will use it to crush this disciple to death."

"I wonder if the Heavenly Earth Sect's supreme ancestors will act. Probably not."

"Now that Han Juntian is also a Celestial King, maybe he'll intervene."

"Impossible. Han Juntian is severely injured. Even as a Celestial King, he can't block this palm."

Everyone discussed the matter. In their view, the Heavenly Earth Sect had already gained an advantage and had no need to continue provoking.

But who would have thought this disciple not only didn't back down but grew even more insolent toward the Qi Tian老祖?

They wondered what backing this kid had to act this way.

Han Juntian's heart tightened. He couldn't let the kid die here. He looked toward the endless void, hoping the supreme ancestors would help.

"Sect Master, supreme ancestors, don't act. This old bastard Qi Tian can't do anything to me." Lin Fan was excited, waiting for the moment of miracle. He wouldn't let anyone ruin it.

"You..." Han Juntian was anxious. What was this junior thinking? Was he trying to die?

The Qi Tian老祖's palm was coming down. What could he use to block it? Those floating celestial artifacts?

To a true Celestial King, those artifacts were negligible.

"Junior, die!" The Qi Tian老祖 roared. The overwhelming might descended from the sky. That palm was like a world, vast and majestic, inspiring terror at a glance.

Lin Fan stood there, smiling calmly, unperturbed.

His abnormally pretentious posture made countless people shake their heads, wishing they could kill him.

A fleeting moment of brilliance.

Perhaps in the next second, the kid would be utterly crushed.

There was no hope. Absolutely none.

Though the Qi Tian老祖 had suffered a loss, he was no weakling.

In that instant.

Lin Fan slowly brought his hand from behind his back and said calmly,

"I have an item called soap. For you." Lin Fan smiled and tossed the soap. It shone brilliantly in midair.

The Qi Tian老祖's expression shifted slightly. For some reason, he reached out and caught it.

Fragrant!

A rich fragrance.

Pure white and translucent, extraordinary.

The Qi Tian老祖 held the soap, a strange look in his eyes. He didn't know what it was.

Slip!

Suddenly, the soap slipped from his hand.

"Eh!"

The Qi Tian老祖 stared at the soap floating at his feet. His heart trembled slightly, a strange feeling arising.

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