Chapter 235: Inhumane Treatment

Lin Fan looked at the Blood God, who was now unconscious on the ground.

"You are an evil man, reeking of blood. Clearly, many have died by your hand. Well, now that you've fallen into my hands, I have no choice but to act on behalf of heaven." Lin Fan said with a straight face, but before killing, he entered harvest mode.

"Ding, congratulations on discovering a Xuan-grade upper-class Blood Robe."

"Blood Robe: Refined from the origin essence of nine thousand nine hundred infant girls of extreme yin."

When Lin Fan touched the Blood Robe, he was stunned by the description. He hadn't expected the Blood God to be so cruel—killing so many people just to forge a single garment. Truly a beast.

Then Lin Fan stripped everything off the Blood God, leaving nothing behind.

"Not bad, not bad. After all, he's a big shot. There's quite a lot of stuff here." Lin Fan looked at the contents of the storage ring with satisfaction.

Just as the Blood God was about to wake, Lin Fan struck him on the head with a brick again, sending him back into unconsciousness.

Then Lin Fan grabbed the Blood God by one leg, looked around, chose a spot, dragged him over, found something to tie his hands, and hung him from a tree branch.

The Blood God's body was slightly suspended, not too high from the ground—just right for Lin Fan's purposes.

"Having committed so many sins, how could I let you die so easily?" Lin Fan sneered, crossing his arms as he waited.

A minute quickly passed.

The Blood God slowly woke, but the moment he did, the pain from the Heaven-Reversing technique erupted again, filling his body with unbearable agony.

"You... you." The Blood God's voice trembled. The pain left him no strength to speak, and his once-clear mind was now clouded by torment.

"Hmph, savor the pain that follows." Lin Fan's eyes flashed as he raised his right foot.

"Ball-Kicking Kick."

In an instant, the wind and clouds shifted, and a earth-shattering scream rang out.

The Blood God had already endured the pain of Heaven-Reversing, and now the Ball-Kicking Kick added another layer of agony. The double blow was unbearable.

"Ding, congratulations, Ball-Kicking Kick experience increased by one hundred thousand."

Lin Fan kicked out, and the naked Blood God's body jerked upward. The kick landed squarely on the nerve center of his crotch.

"Ball-Kicking Kick."

"Ball-Kicking Kick."

At this moment, Lin Fan had fully entered a frenzy of experience farming.

Since arriving in the Eastern Spirit Continent, Lin Fan hadn't farmed much experience.

He had turned Heaven-Reversing into a divine ability, so how could Ball-Kicking Kick fall behind?

Although the Blood God's cultivation was only at the Lesser Heaven high-level, it was enough to support the experience gain for Ball-Kicking Kick.

"Ding, congratulations, Ball-Kicking Kick experience increased by one hundred thousand."

"Ah..."

The experience prompts mixed with the Blood God's screams excited Lin Fan immensely.

Lin Fan had only tested such heinous destructive attacks on two people: one was the Yan Emperor, and the other was the Blood God.

And the Blood God's suffering now was even worse than the Yan Emperor's—completely beyond human endurance.

The Blood God's withered body trembled incessantly, and his already bloodshot eyes turned even redder.

"Ding, congratulations, Ball-Kicking Kick upgraded to level 16."

After who knows how long, when Ball-Kicking Kick no longer yielded experience, Lin Fan stopped kicking.

Looking at the Blood God, now twisted in pain beyond recognition, Lin Fan chuckled inwardly. The Eternal Axe flashed into his hand, and he swung it down on the Blood God's forehead.

He had contributed what he needed to contribute; now it was time to hand over the experience.

Struck by the axe, the Blood God let out a scream and then fell silent.

"Eh..." Lin Fan was slightly surprised.

He had killed the Blood God, but there was no system prompt. Could it be... oh.

Lin Fan smiled. What a cunning fellow.

A figure like the Blood God naturally had life-saving measures, but to Lin Fan, they were useless.

Lin Fan extended a finger.

"One Finger Annihilation."

In an instant, a fierce aura erupted from that ordinary fingertip, and powerful true essence surged into the Blood God's body.

"Ah..." The Blood God screamed as the Blood God origin within him collapsed. His bloodshot eyes were filled with boundless hatred as he stared at Lin Fan.

It was as if he were cursing Lin Fan to die a miserable death, but to Lin Fan, it no longer mattered.

"Ding, congratulations on killing the Lesser Heaven high-level Blood God."

"Ding, congratulations, experience increased by one hundred million."

...

Lin Fan smiled. Indeed, killing above one's level was so satisfying.

But encountering an idiot like the Blood God was a rare opportunity. Although the Blood God couldn't kill him, if Lin Fan hadn't used tricks, defeating him would have been truly impossible.

Looking at the Blood God hanging from the tree branch, Lin Fan chuckled, clapped his hands, and then used a finger to write on the surface of the ancient tree.

Doing good deeds without leaving a name was Lin Fan's principle, but leaving a name after killing was his style.

"The Blood God, guilty of countless evils, is today executed by me, Lin Fan."

Lin Fan looked at the dozen or so characters and smiled slightly. Not bad, not bad.

Then Lin Fan flicked his sleeves, clasped his hands behind his back, and walked forward with an air of calm.

Though today's deed was ridding the world of a scourge, to Lin Fan, it was nothing worth mentioning.

...

A gust of wind blew.

The infamous Blood God died in such a humiliating manner, his naked, withered corpse hanging from a tree branch, as if he had suffered great indignity before death.

...

"Lord Blood God."

After some time, Blood Qing led a group of men searching from afar.

Blood Qing had barely recovered from Lin Fan's devastating kick, but the pain in his crotch still throbbed—though he could endure it.

But the Blood God had been gone for so long without returning, which puzzled him, so he led his men to search.

When they reached the Blood God, Blood Qing froze.

He couldn't believe that the Blood God had died like this.

Blood Qing took a deep breath, his face dark as he lowered the Blood God from the tree branch, grinding his teeth as he muttered.

"Father, I will avenge you." Blood Qing quietly placed a hand on the Blood God's chest, a faint red light flickering in his palm. Unnoticed by the others, a few black spots appeared on the Blood God's already pale face.

"Senior brother, there are words here." A disciple standing by the ancient tree called out.

Blood Qing clenched his fists, looking at the words carved into the bark, his eyes flashing with cold light.

"Lin Fan..."

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