Chapter 1122: Total Annihilation

The Tianhe Mountain Range!

This was the most important line of defense in the Endless Continent, guarded by the Imperial Spirit Ancestor and his disciples. Behind the Tianhe Mountain Range lay the cities where countless mortals lived. If the Tianhe Mountain Range were breached, the mortals sheltered behind it would have no hope of survival.

Although mortals were not taken seriously by cultivators, they were the foundation of all sects. Without mortals, all sects would eventually perish, for without fresh blood, no sect could endure.

At this moment, Lin Fan floated in the sky.

"So this is the Tianhe Mountain Range," Lin Fan said, looking at the magnificent city wall ahead with surprise. To have built such a grand wall in the short time since the Moon Shadow Continent's invasion was truly remarkable.

He had come this time to slay the main gods. There were only so many main gods in the Moon Shadow Continent, and encountering one was a stroke of luck.

Just as he was about to land on the city wall, Lin Fan frowned slightly. Something was wrong.

On the city wall stood many disciples, all facing the direction of the Moon Shadow Continent's invasion, but now they were motionless.

"Imperial Spirit Ancestor?" Lin Fan landed on the wall and found the Imperial Spirit Ancestor standing there as well, but something seemed off. He stepped forward and lightly tapped his shoulder.

To his horror, the Imperial Spirit Ancestor instantly collapsed to the ground, as if unconscious.

Lin Fan quickly caught him, only to find that his body had become incredibly soft, as if all flesh and blood had vanished, leaving only a skin sack.

"Imperial Spirit Ancestor..."

Lin Fan's expression changed, and he suddenly became alert. But all around was silent, not even a breath could be heard, only the chirping of insects.

A gust of wind blew.

The disciples standing on the wall were instantly blown over, all falling to the ground. Thick, viscous liquid oozed from their bodies, the smell pungent and nauseating.

"What is going on?" Lin Fan crouched down and touched the Imperial Spirit Ancestor's body. With a slight squeeze, the body collapsed. He tore open the back of the Imperial Spirit Ancestor's robe and found a black insect the size of a fingernail crawling on the skin. At the cervical spine, there was a bloody hole, as if something had burrowed in, devouring all the flesh and blood, leaving only a skin sack.

Lin Fan looked around, searching for any survivors. Just then, a voice came.

"Senior brother... save me..."

In the distance, a disciple staggered toward him.

Lin Fan immediately went over and supported him. "What happened?"

The situation here was too terrifying. The Imperial Spirit Ancestor was a Celestial King, not the strongest, but he couldn't have died so silently. And there were no signs of battle around. How did he die?

"Senior brother... save me." The disciple's voice was hoarse, green liquid dripping from his mouth. Tiny black dots moved in his eyes, his face contorted in agony, and his head slowly twisted.

Crack!

Crack!

The sound of bones twisting.

Lin Fan pressed his palm against the disciple's body, pouring in life force. But in an instant, his eyes flashed with insight. He found that the disciple's body was hollow, every organ gone, even the flesh nearly depleted. The only reason he had lasted this long was perhaps because some foreign object was still feeding inside him.

"Senior brother, save me..."

The disciple's face grew more twisted, his body stiffly bending.

Pfft!

At that moment, a black spike suddenly pierced through the disciple's chest.

The last light of consciousness faded from the disciple's eyes, but his lips still moved slightly, as if begging for final help.

"Who the hell is it..." Lin Fan's face was dark and strange—everything was too strange.

Then he suddenly stepped forward, his hand spread open, directly grabbing the black spike and yanking it hard. "Come out..."

On the spike, tiny hairs suddenly bristled, trying to pierce Lin Fan's palm, but with his physical strength, how could these hairs penetrate?

Rip!

Pulling it out in one go, Lin Fan was horrified to find that it was a black spike, but it was densely covered with sharp claws, and at the tip there were two green eyes.

"The Zerg?"

Lin Fan wasn't sure; it was very different from the Zerg he had encountered before.

Crack!

He crushed it with one hand.

An unknown liquid splattered all over the ground.

The Tianhe Mountain Range was defended by tens of thousands of disciples and guarded by the Imperial Spirit Ancestor. Which main god of the Moon Shadow Continent had the ability to kill the Imperial Spirit Ancestor without anyone noticing?

And this black spike really looked like something from the Zerg.

Lin Fan took out a jade token and sent a strand of divine thought into it.

"The Tianhe Mountain Range has been breached. The Imperial Spirit Ancestor and tens of thousands of disciples died in silence. Ancestor, beware."

...

Whoosh!

Lin Fan vanished into the void, alert on all sides, yet there was no aura. Where had these fellows gone? Having breached the Tianhe Mountain Range, they surely wouldn't just leave. Within a million li, there were countless mortal cities—where had they gone?

Lin Fan looked at the scene below, his heart tightening. This invasion of the Moon Shadow Continent was not as simple as he had imagined; it was filled with boundless bloodshed.

"Bastards, killing my fellow disciples! If I don't slaughter you all today, I swear I'm not a man."

Lin Fan moved, his aura erupting, supreme sword intent surging forth. Then, with a point of his finger, ten thousand sword intents swept across heaven and earth, directly sealing off the entire Tianhe Mountain Range.

Though these sword intents could not stop a Lord God, they would let him sense anyone passing through.

Primordial Spirit Avatars!

In an instant, the space between heaven and earth was filled with countless Lin Fans—all Primordial Spirit Avatars.

"Search for me!" Lin Fan roared, and the Primordial Spirit Avatars immediately moved, scattering in all directions.

Lin Fan stood there, waiting quietly. This Lord God was probably not simple, and he needed to be careful. But those cities—they were unlikely to be spared.

Hum!

Just then, a signal came from a Primordial Spirit Avatar in the southeast, and the avatar instantly vanished—it had been eliminated by the enemy.

Lin Fan didn't hesitate and immediately headed southeast.

Once he found them, he would kill them all.

He flew over one city after another.

As Lin Fan had expected, none of these cities were spared. All the mortals stood motionless, but their life force had already dissipated—clearly, they had been attacked.

"Found them..."

Just then, Lin Fan saw ahead a mass of pitch-black objects moving swiftly. Wherever they passed, everything was desolate, devoid of any life force.