Chapter 1147 Who Gave You the Courage

In an instant, heaven and earth were filled with the aura of the undead—the breath of the dead.

On that land, the ground trembled, splitting open into a chasm, and from that bottomless abyss, countless death-gray hands climbed out, accompanied by low, beast-like sounds echoing from the rift.

The disciples stationed there, witnessing the scene before them, felt their minds shaken—this was the sight they feared most, the most horrifying of all.

The Netherworld Lord of the Moon Shadow Continent had summoned those who had died in the Endless Continent, turning them into terrifying beings that knew only slaughter, devoid of any consciousness.

Among these creatures, they saw fellow disciples, even comrades they had once fought alongside.

At that moment, a sharp and gloomy voice rang out, “Natives of the Endless Continent, I, the God of the Undead, have descended. You have no chance of survival. Lay down all resistance and submit completely.”

The Ancient One of Azure Firmament looked at everything ahead and said, “This is it. The methods of the Netherworld Lord are eerily strange. These summoned undead retain most of their former strength and feel no pain. Only by utterly destroying them can they be killed.”

Lin Fan gazed at the vast sea of undead before him—truly terrifying. These undead exuded an aura of death and even a strong corrosive stench, as if it were an innate attribute after death.

“Ancient One of Bodhi Heart, this is where you come in,” Lin Fan said.

The Ancient One of Bodhi Heart nodded. “Desecrating the spirits of the departed is a grave sin. Buddha is merciful; let me send them back to where they belong.”

“Amitābha!”

At that moment, the Ancient One of Bodhi Heart closed his eyes slightly, placed one hand before him, and silently recited the Buddha’s name. Instantly, a halo of Buddha light appeared behind his head, radiating a dazzling glow. Like a flowing ribbon, it pierced through heaven and earth. Around the Ancient One of Bodhi Heart, compassionate Buddhas manifested, encircling him and chanting sutras. The sound of the Buddha’s teachings grew denser, like the buzzing of countless mosquitoes.

“The Great Compassionate Light Technique.”

A profound celestial art of the Good and Evil Buddha Sect, capable of purifying all evil forces in the world.

The Buddha light blotted out the sky and the sun, slowly spreading into the distance, as if gradually swallowing and covering the darkness of heaven and earth. Mountains and rivers were slowly enveloped by this Buddha light.

When the undead ahead touched the Buddha light, they immediately let out piercing screams. Wisps of black vapor drifted from their bodies, slowly merging into the earth and gradually vanishing.

Seeing this, the Netherworld Lord’s expression changed drastically. “How is this possible? What kind of power is this? Could the Light God have sided with these natives? But the Light God should be dead, and this power isn’t the power of light either. This…”

The Nightmare God, witnessing the scene, furrowed his brow. “Netherworld Lord, we should leave here. We have failed this time. These natives have powers that counter us. If we stay any longer, we might fall here.”

“Damn it, I can’t accept this. How do these natives have such beings?” The Netherworld Lord was deeply unwilling. Among the gods, only the Light God could counter his power, but the Light God had been slain by the natives—that was impossible. So, in this world, no force should be able to withstand his endless legion of undead.

But he never expected that such a force existed now.

“Let’s go! We’ll return. The War God has already assembled the war legion. Let’s prepare for the final assault. The natives of the Endless Continent should be wiped out from now on,” the Nightmare God said.

The Netherworld Lord nodded, but just as they were about to leave, a figure suddenly appeared before them.

“Leaving without even saying goodbye? That’s quite rude.” Lin Fan appeared in an instant and punched the Nightmare God in the face.

Bang!

The Nightmare God’s power was not strong among the gods, and Lin Fan’s current strength surpassed most gods. Even facing the Future Immeasurable King Buddha, he was fearless, so the Nightmare God was naturally no match.

With one punch, the Nightmare God’s head spun three hundred and sixty degrees, and the cervical vertebrae shattered. But for the Nightmare God, such damage was naturally not a problem.

However, the Nightmare God was horrified to find that half of his face had been blown off by the opponent.

Lin Fan grabbed the Nightmare God’s head with one hand. “You come and go as you please—that’s very rude. If you want to leave here, you should at least give an explanation.”

The Nightmare God’s eyes rolled upward, staring at Lin Fan in terror. He hadn’t expected this native to be so strong—one punch left them utterly helpless.

“Let me go…” the Nightmare God roared, unleashing a powerful nightmare force directly at Lin Fan’s mind, trying to plunge him into a nightmare and make him lose himself completely.

At that moment, Lin Fan felt a mass of nightmare energy coiling inside him, but it was instantly suppressed by the system.

“You…”

The Nightmare God was greatly shocked. He hadn’t expected his nightmare power to be suppressed in an instant. How could this be…

Lin Fan raised his fist, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth. “Do you know what this is?”

Half of the Nightmare God’s lower jaw was gone, and within the shattered jaw, streaks of light flickered—divine power. Now, looking at Lin Fan’s fist, he spoke nervously, “A fist…”

Lin Fan laughed. “You’re pretty dumb. This isn’t a fist—it’s a fist as big as a sandbag.”

“You…” The Nightmare God felt mocked, but suddenly, that sandbag-sized fist filled his vision, coming straight at him, instantly shattering his entire head.

Blood sprayed, and the divine core continuously emitted divine power, trying to repair the head.

“You gods are so weak, yet you have the nerve to invade the Endless Continent. Tell me, who gave you the courage?”

Lin Fan brought his hands together like a hammer, striking down from above.

A violent force erupted, shattering the Nightmare God’s divine body entirely. At that moment, the Nightmare God’s divine core floated in the void, from which came a thunderous roar.

“Beast! You beast! Netherworld Lord, save me! Save me…” the Nightmare God roared. He hadn’t expected this native to be so cruel and ruthless, completely destroying his divine body.

The Netherworld Lord, witnessing the scene, felt his heart tremble violently. Without a moment’s hesitation, he fled into the void, trying to escape.

Lin Fan glanced at the Netherworld Lord, then fixed his gaze on the Nightmare God’s divine core. He grabbed it in his hand. “Nightmare God, no one can save you now.”

Bang!

With a squeeze of his fingers, the Nightmare God’s divine core shattered instantly, streams of light scattering between heaven and earth.

Lin Fan watched it all and couldn’t help but say, “How beautiful…”