Chapter 301: We Won

"Did you see that? Uncle Lin is too strong," a disciple said with an excited expression.

"I saw it, I saw it." The disciples beside him stared in disbelief at everything before them.

"Uncle Lin is invincible..."

"Long live Uncle Lin..."

For these disciples who had just brushed past death, Lin Fan's thunderous punch gave them a glimmer of hope for survival.

Zhang Ergou and the others were also completely dumbfounded. When had the Sect Master become so powerful? With just one punch, he had blown off the head of that Great Heavenly Position Great Perfection expert. To them, this was utterly terrifying.

"When did this kid become so terrifying?" Supreme Elder Wuya said in disbelief.

Sect Master Yan looked at Lin Fan. That single punch just now filled him with dread; even he would probably have ended up like that man.

Then Sect Master Yan became somewhat dazed. If only Lin Fan had come back earlier...

Sigh.

Yan Hongyu shook his head. How could things in this world always go as one wished?

"Ding, congratulations on killing a Great Heavenly Position Great Perfection expert."

"Ding, congratulations on gaining 800 million experience."

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Lin Fan put the corpse into his backpack, then looked up into the void.

Han Yongyi was also frowning slightly. What had just happened was beyond his expectations, and the elders behind him trembled slightly. They sensed terror; that punch seemed ordinary, yet its power was boundless and irresistible.

Lin Fan could see through Han Yongyi completely. His body, shrouded in black mist like Liang Yichu's, had been replaced by something. Though he didn't know exactly what it was.

But to Lin Fan, it no longer mattered, because they all had to die.

"Kid, not bad..." Han Yongyi sneered, seemingly unafraid. But just then, a shocking scene occurred.

"I don't want to waste words with you. You can die now." Lin Fan glared coldly at Han Yongyi, then threw a punch.

Instantly, a majestic aura burst from Lin Fan's body. The power in his right arm clashed continuously, causing the void around his arm to explode. The black lines emitted a dazzling light.

"Die!" Lin Fan roared, his punch destroying heaven and earth, shattering the void.

The Supreme Elders behind Han Yongyi felt that power and their expressions changed.

"How dare you!" Han Yongyi roared, the black mist that had been restrained on his body erupted violently, exuding a fearsome aura.

In an instant, a punch was thrown, blotting out the sky. Golden light flickered—a fist formed from true essence and rules, enough to destroy heaven and earth.

Han Yongyi roared and pressed down with both hands, but to his horror, he found that punch irresistible.

"Boom..."

That majestic punch was unstoppable, instantly enveloping Han Yongyi.

"Ah..."

A scream rang out.

The disciples of the Sacred Sect looked into the void, not knowing what had happened.

Yan Hongyu and the others were also dumbfounded by the scene before them. They were shaken by that punch; its overwhelming power made their hearts tremble violently.

Lin Fan stood there, looking on coldly. He had to admit that Han Yongyi's strength was somewhat impressive.

After that punch, he hadn't died.

"Ah... impossible..." Han Yongyi's hoarse voice resounded through heaven and earth.

Then the light dissipated. All the disciples who looked into the void couldn't help but gasp.

Han Yongyi, who had been like a peerless demonic fiend moments ago, now had half his body blown away by that punch.

Blood sprayed in the air, gruesome and unbelievable.

Lin Fan frowned slightly. He would have to be careful with his strength next time; he absolutely must not blow away the other half, or there would be nothing left to refine.

Yan Hongyu and the others were stunned by the sight. They never imagined Lin Fan could be so powerful.

"Ah, Uncle Lin is too strong."

"Uncle Lin, kill him."

"Long live Uncle Lin."

"Thank goodness we still have Uncle Lin, or we'd be doomed."

The disciples of the Sacred Sect cheered, inwardly relieved. Close call, close call.

"Sect Master..." The many Supreme Elders of the Nine Heavens Sect watched in terror, their expressions shifting rapidly. Their invincible Sect Master had half his body blown off by a single punch—how was that possible?

They wanted to flee, but in that instant, a horrifying scene unfolded.

Lin Fan leaped up and appeared before them in an instant.

"Hmph, since you're here, stay here today."

"Boom..."

Lin Fan struck out with a palm. A Supreme Elder of the Nine Heavens Sect cried out in terror and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ding, congratulations on killing a Great Heavenly Position Great Perfection expert."

"Ding, congratulations on gaining 800 million experience."

"Ding, congratulations on leveling up."

"Small Heavenly Position Mid-Grade (10 million/3 billion)."

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"Wow, look, Uncle Lin killed one with a single palm strike."

"Uncle Lin is so domineering."

"Haha, you want to destroy our Sacred Sect? With Uncle Lin here, do you have what it takes?"

The disciples of the Sacred Sect watched the corpses falling from the void, too excited to speak coherently, their hearts feeling like they were about to explode.

"Uncle Lin... he's become this strong?" Zong Hentian stared blankly at the corpses falling from the void, completely dumbfounded.

Lu Yan clenched his fists. He had wanted to prove to the other party that not choosing him was their loss. But now, seeing this scene, he suddenly realized how ridiculous that motivation was.

The disciples of Jialan Peak were both sorrowful and excited. Their Peak Master was dead, but now those who killed him were dying one by one. Their hearts cried out.

"Don't kill me..." A Supreme Elder of the Nine Heavens Sect, seeing the figure more terrifying than a god of death, trembled all over in fear.

"Hmph, and you call yourself a Great Heavenly Position expert? Worse than a sect disciple. Deserving of death." Lin Fan said disdainfully.

"Bam..."

Another palm strike, and those Nine Heavens Sect elders fell like kites with broken strings to the ground.

"Ding, congratulations on leveling up."

"Small Heavenly Position High-Grade (100 million/4 billion)."

After slaughtering these Supreme Elders, Lin Fan turned and stared straight at Han Yongyi.

"Now it's just you. Let's see what ability you have left to destroy my Sacred Sect." Lin Fan roared, his domineering figure pressing down on Han Yongyi, who was greatly alarmed.

"Sect Master..." At that moment, Xin Feng ran over from afar. Seeing the figure in the void, he looked at a loss.

"Haha... you think killing me is that easy? Today, I'll make the Sacred Sect be buried with me!" Han Yongyi roared, black mist surging into the sky, and a terrifying aura suddenly erupted.

"He's going to self-destruct!" Supreme Elder Wuya, seeing the scene in the void, shouted in alarm.

"Haha... don't think you've won. Everyone in the Xuanhuang Realm will die." Han Yongyi roared, his aura exploding to a critical point, ready to burst at any moment.

"Hmph, idiot..." Lin Fan snorted coldly and instantly flashed to Han Yongyi's side.

"You..." Han Yongyi glared at Lin Fan.

"Go self-destruct alone." Lin Fan touched Han Yongyi's half-body and then roared.

"Get into the Heavenly Furnace!"

In an instant, Han Yongyi's figure vanished, disappearing inexplicably from the void.

Lin Fan stood in the void, looking at the entire Sacred Sect, and spread his arms.

"We won..."

These words echoed in the ears of the disciples, and then everyone cheered.

"We won..."

Many disciples embraced and wept. They had thought they would die, but Uncle Lin's arrival had turned the tide in an instant.

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