Chapter 1148: The 5000-Meter Blade

The Netherworld Lord turned his head, looking at the scene behind him, his mind greatly shocked. How could this native be so cruel, blasting the Nightmare Lord into oblivion, even crushing his divine core, and then cruelly saying it was beautiful...

These were all the essence of the divine core.

No, he absolutely could not die here, absolutely not. He had to leave and return to inform the other lords.

Bang!

The Netherworld Lord fled into the void, but as if hitting something hard, he was directly repelled.

When he saw clearly the situation within the void, he discovered that on the surface of the void, there was a layer of flowing light shimmering—this was a seal. These natives had actually sealed the void.

The Netherworld Lord had been terrified by Lin Fan. When he turned to look, the native stood there, not pursuing. Then he roared, striking the seal with divine power, but the seal remained unmoved, as if nothing could break it.

"No..." The Netherworld Lord screamed with a twisted face, slapping his hands against the void barrier. He had to leave here; he absolutely could not die here.

He would not die as miserably as the Nightmare Lord, without even a chance for reincarnation.

This native was a demon, more terrifying than them.

The Azure Ancient Ancestor looked at the scene ahead, his mind greatly shocked. "I never expected him to be so strong. The Nightmare Lord was killed with a single punch—truly terrifying."

The Bodhi Ancestor also sighed. "This is the hope amidst the great calamity. But what is happening now? Why doesn't he suppress the Netherworld Lord?"

Those disciples were also shocked.

They naturally knew Lin Fan—he was their idol. Especially now, they felt a sense of awe in their hearts. The immensely powerful Nightmare Lord had no room to resist against Senior Brother Lin. How strong must his strength be?

At this moment, their tense hearts calmed down, and they began to exchange words.

"What do you think Senior Brother Lin will do to the Netherworld Lord?"

"Do you think he'll kill him with another punch?"

"I think it's very likely. This Netherworld Lord defiled the dead—he deserves to die a thousand deaths."

"Suppress him completely."

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At that moment, Lin Fan looked at the distant Netherworld Lord, his heart calm and unruffled. Could this guy make him run? Definitely not.

But killing him with one punch would be too easy, so he had to teach him a good lesson.

And now, he wanted to forge a weapon.

Lin Fan estimated the distance—the Netherworld Lord was only about ten li away. So now he would forge the most domineering weapon in heaven and earth.

He threw all the divine forging materials on him into the Heavenly Cauldron and selected the type.

Buzz!

The Heavenly Cauldron shook, and in an instant, the weapon was forged.

"Netherworld Lord, come here." Lin Fan shouted at the distant Netherworld Lord.

The Netherworld Lord slapped the seal with both hands, but no matter how hard he tried, the seal would not break.

Lin Fan watched this scene and shook his head slightly. Since he wouldn't come, he would go over himself.

He took a step and instantly appeared before the Netherworld Lord. The Netherworld Lord's mind trembled violently, already terrified. "What exactly do you want?"

Lin Fan smiled lightly. "Nothing much. Just want to play a game with you."

The Netherworld Lord felt that this native was simply a pervert, a lunatic. If the other party had attacked and suppressed him, that would have been one thing, but now he wanted to play a game—play your sister's game!

"What do you want?" The Netherworld Lord wanted to fight, but for some reason, he didn't have the courage, as if he knew that fighting would mean certain death.

Lin Fan lightly raised his hand and wiped across the void. The seal vanished instantly. Then he stood with his hands behind his back. Seeing the seal disappear, the Netherworld Lord was overjoyed and immediately fled into the void, wanting to leave this place.

The Bodhi Ancestor and others were puzzled. They didn't know what Lin Fan intended. Did he want to let the Netherworld Lord go? If he let him go, it would be like releasing a tiger back to the mountains—endless trouble.

Lin Fan looked into the distance, silently calculating the distance.

Three li!

Five li!

Eight li!

Nine li!

The Netherworld Lord turned his head and found that the native wasn't following him. He was overjoyed—he was finally about to escape. In the blink of an eye, he would be a thousand li away.

Pfft!

Suddenly, the Netherworld Lord stopped. The expression of surviving a disaster gradually faded, replaced by terror and disbelief.

Then he looked down and saw a large blade piercing through his chest. The tip of the blade was filled with a destructive force. He turned his head to look back and saw the native still standing in the same spot.

But in his hand, he held a giant blade.

Seeing that he had hit the target, Lin Fan laughed. "How about it, Netherworld Lord? Isn't my five-thousand-meter blade pretty good?"

The Netherworld Lord looked at this native, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out. "You're toying with me..."

Lin Fan smiled. "You're very smart. I am toying with you."

"Ah!"

The Netherworld Lord roared, his heart filled with grief and indignation. He, a dignified lord, was being toyed with by a native. Even if he had to fight to the death, he would make this native pay the price.

But just as he was about to act, Lin Fan's five-thousand-meter blade moved, instantly shredding the Netherworld Lord's divine body. A Netherworld divine core floated there, radiating Netherworld divine power.

Lin Fan was quite satisfied with forging the five-thousand-meter blade. In the future, when facing enemies within five thousand meters, he could kill them instantly.

The Bodhi Ancestor and the others shook their heads helplessly. This Lin Fan truly could not be judged by ordinary standards. Everyone faced lords with extreme caution, but to him, it was just toying with the enemy—truly exasperating.

He grabbed the Netherworld divine core, crushed it with one hand, and killed another lord.

"Ding, congratulations on killing the Netherworld Lord."

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Experience points soared again.

Lin Fan looked at the experience points. He was getting closer and closer to the Heavenly Lord realm. Perhaps after killing a few more, it would be enough.

But judging from the current situation, after this incident, the lords might not be so easy to kill anymore.

After dealing with this, Lin Fan returned to the sect with the Bodhi Ancestor.

A few days later.

Lin Fan noticed that the Endless Continent had become much quieter. The lords of the Moon Shadow Continent had stopped acting, not even invading. This puzzled him. Could they be gathering all their strength for a major counterattack?

To verify his thoughts, Lin Fan left the Heaven and Earth Sect and began searching for those lords, but he found that they seemed to have vanished without a trace. Even the territories occupied by the Moon Shadow Continent had only scattered Moon Shadow Continent creatures. The lords had disappeared like they had evaporated from the face of the earth.

When he returned to the sect and told Geng Yangtian and the others about these matters, they all felt that the situation was probably truly dire.

They would not believe that the lords of the Moon Shadow Continent would leave. There was only one possibility: the lords of the Moon Shadow Continent were gathering their strength.

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