Chapter 300: Just One Punch

"Damn it, that Kunpeng was way too shady." At that moment, two figures appeared on the Nameless Peak.

After such a huge consumption, the summoned Kunpeng only spread its wings once, then directly shuttled through the void, dropping them both off.

But luckily the Kunpeng was powerful enough; in an instant, they had already arrived at the Holy Sect. Hopefully everything was fine.

But just as Lin Fan looked at the Nameless Peak, his expression suddenly changed.

"Brother Lin, this place..." Xin Feng hadn't yet recovered from the Kunpeng incident, but when he saw Lin Fan's somewhat dazed expression, he was startled. And when he saw the ruined Nameless Peak before him, Xin Feng's expression also changed.

Had everything come too late?

"Ergou, where are you people..." Lin Fan's previously relaxed mood completely vanished, replaced by a look of anxiety.

And when Lin Fan saw a corpse lying on the ground, his expression completely changed.

That was... Mie Qiongqi...

At that moment, Mie Qiongqi lay in a pool of blood, his fate unknown.

And when Lin Fan stepped forward, a gust of wind blew, and a piece of pink fabric made Lin Fan's heart skip a beat.

Lin Fan's right hand trembling, he picked it up.

It was a satchel...

This was his disciple's satchel.

Mie Qiongqi, whose consciousness had long been unconscious, seemed to have a moment of lucidity. He slightly opened his eyes, and when he saw a figure standing there, he murmured softly, "Sect Leader..."

"Mie Qiongqi, where are they?" Lin Fan immediately stepped forward to ask, but at that moment, Mie Qiongqi fainted again.

"Brother Lin, his injuries are very severe. If not treated in time, he will die." Xin Feng stepped forward, examined him, and said.

At that moment, from the distant hall, a terrifying aura emanated.

Lin Fan gritted his teeth, his face ferocious beyond compare, a flame of rage burning fiercely in his heart.

"Brother Lin..." Xin Feng was about to say something, but when he saw Lin Fan's current state, his heart trembled violently.

It was a terrifying aura, terrifying enough to suffocate.

His already severed left arm was actually growing back continuously.

And what made Xin Feng even more horrified was that Lin Fan's aura at this moment was extremely terrifying.

"Boom..."

The entire Nameless Peak shook incessantly.

Lin Fan's right hand clenched tightly; that right hand, which had long merged with the "Arm of Eternity," erupted with infinite momentum at this moment.

Tiny chains of rules coiled around the right hand, then light burst forth, and those chains of rules eventually sank into the right arm. Black patterns entwined the entire right arm, all the way up to the shoulder.

"Bastards, I want you dead." At this moment, Lin Fan was enraged. His long hair, fluttering in the wind, emitted waves of black light, each wave chilling and terrifying.

"Boom..."

Lin Fan's figure instantly disappeared from the spot and charged directly toward the hall.

...

At that moment, Zhang Ergou tightly held the little junior sister. The aura in the void was too strong, and it seemed to have locked onto them, leaving no escape.

"Pfft..."

And just then, what made the Holy Sect disciples even more despairing was that the Sect Leader and others spat out blood, and the chains of rules凝聚 in midair completely dissipated.

"I've already said that in your weakened state, you cannot merge with the chains of rules. Just wait quietly for death." Han Yongyi looked at Yan Hongyu and the others, a cruel smile on his lips.

Yan Hongyu and the others collapsed to the ground, their auras growing even weaker.

It was over, everything was over.

"Sect Leader..." Supreme Elder Wuya looked at the Sect Leader and shook his head mournfully. There was no hope left.

The disciples of the Holy Sect broke down at this moment; they felt death drawing closer and closer.

"Little runt, time to die." Han Yongyi sneered, his palm imbued with supreme power descending from the sky.

Zhang Ergou's face turned deathly pale; he had already sensed the terror of that palm. He hugged his junior sister tightly and closed his eyes in despair.

"Sect Leader, Ergou can no longer serve you..." In that final moment, Zhang Ergou roared with grief.

"Senior Brother..." Feng Jue and the others, lying in pools of blood, tremblingly raised their hands, wanting to save him, but powerless.

The disciples of the Sacred Sect also closed their eyes in despair—this would be a massacre.

Yan Hongyu and the others were also deeply sorrowful.

"Who dares to touch my people..."

Just then, a roar came from the void, shaking the entire heaven and earth as if it were trembling.

"Boom..."

A thunderous sound rang out.

Lin Fan's speed surpassed everything; he appeared before Zhang Ergou and threw a punch, completely annihilating the descending palm.

Hearing the sound, Zhang Ergou immediately opened his eyes, and when he saw the figure before him, he roared with excitement.

"Sect Leader..."

Zhi Qiao, whose young heart had been greatly frightened, also burst into tears upon seeing the newcomer, crying out, "Master."

"It's Uncle Lin..."

"Uncle Lin has returned to save us."

"Uncle Lin..."

The disciples of the Sacred Sect, seeing that figure from behind, also roared hoarsely.

Yan Hongyu and the elders changed expression when they saw the newcomer; they couldn't believe that Lin Fan, who had been away for so long, would return at this moment.

Seeing that Zhang Ergou and Zhi Qiao were safe, Lin Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sect Leader..." Feng Jue and Tian Yu, lying in pools of blood, saw the Sect Leader return, and a glimmer of hope rose in their despairing hearts.

Lin Fan nodded. It was okay, everything was okay. That had really been terrifying.

In his heart, the Sacred Demon Sect was the most important thing to him; he would never allow anyone to destroy what he cherished most.

"Lin Fan, you..." Supreme Elder Wu Ya looked at Lin Fan, especially sensing the terrifying aura emanating from him, and was shocked to the core.

Lin Fan looked at the weakened crowd and then stepped forward.

"Leave it to me. Just watch carefully." Lin Fan said to the crowd, then fixed his gaze on the void.

At that moment, Lin Fan's figure became immensely tall in the eyes of the Sacred Sect disciples. His long hair fluttering in the wind, his towering frame standing alone against everything—so brilliant.

"Today, everyone who came must die." Lin Fan's eyes shimmered with infinite light as he stared at the figures in the void.

"Hmph, you talk big. Fine, since you've come to us, don't blame others." Han Yongyi sneered at Lin Fan, waved his hand, and an elder behind him, with murderous intent, descended from the sky and charged at Lin Fan.

"Uncle Lin, be careful..." The Sacred Sect disciples, seeing this, shouted in worry.

Yan Hongyu and the others were also deeply worried; these were all cultivators at the Great Heavenly Position Great Perfection level, formidable in strength.

Although Lin Fan's return gave them a glimmer of hope, it was only a glimmer. The enemy was numerous, and the disparity in strength was vast.

"Alas, you shouldn't have..." Wu Ya shook his head and sighed. Perhaps the Sacred Sect would be completely destroyed today. But just as Supreme Elder Wu Ya had that thought, he was instantly stunned by the scene before him.

Not only Wu Ya was stunned; everyone in the Sacred Sect was shocked speechless by what they saw.

"Boom..."

One punch, just one punch.

The Supreme Elder of the Nine Heavens Sect, who had descended from the sky, had his head blown off by Uncle Lin's punch.

At that moment, the entire world fell silent. Everyone held their breath, their hearts beating faster.

"Ah..."

After a brief silence, a thunderous cheer shook the entire sky.