Chapter 391: Poke Slowly.

In the void, a brilliant radiance illuminated heaven and earth.

The baleful aura that blotted out the sky instantly vanished like smoke and scattered to ashes under the笼罩 of this beam of light.

A white-clad figure, hands clasped behind his back, exuded an aura of dominating the world that enveloped everyone.

Even heaven and earth seemed to warmly welcome the figure in the void.

The clear sky suddenly flashed with two bolts of thunder, which intertwined like spirit snakes, dispelling the evil qi between heaven and earth.

Those dark spirits trembled under the mighty power of the thunder, as if terrified.

"Do you still want to fuck the earth?" Lin Fan glanced at Chen Xuan on the ground and said indifferently.

Lin Fan hadn't expected to encounter such a situation as soon as he arrived in the barbaric lands.

Weren't these floating figures with their feet off the ground precisely dark spirits?

Lin Fan had a vivid memory of dark spirits; he had nearly been done in by them in the Tuodi Temple.

But when he saw the figure behind those dark spirits, Lin Fan was also greatly astonished.

He never thought that a year later, he would see Chen Xuan here, the same one who had once publicly "fucked the earth."

Huang Ling'er looked at the figure in the void, a smile appearing in her heart, but then she fell into deep confusion.

She had given him the "Seed of Life" because she had seen that he would come to the barbaric lands in the future, but the scene of their reunion now was different from what she had foreseen.

Huang Ling'er stared intently, her expression gradually turning grave.

She could no longer see his future—how was that possible?

A year ago, she had been able to see his future, but now the picture was a blur of gray, with thunder flashing, as if forbidden and not to be spied upon.

The barbarian tribesmen, seeing the arrival from the void, also tightened their hearts, unsure whether the newcomer was friend or foe.

"It's you..." Chen Xuan gnashed his teeth as he looked at Lin Fan, wishing he could crush him to death.

"Of course it's me, who else did you think it would be?" Lin Fan descended from the void and then looked at Chen Xuan. "You're quite something, your cultivation seems to have increased quite a bit."

Lin Fan was very happy now. This guy had been rescued by the giant void hand a year ago.

Meeting again now, in Lin Fan's view, was fate. If he let him escape again, then this year would have been wasted.

"Hmph, thanks to you..." Chen Xuan's words were dripping with sarcasm. His former contemptuous gaze that dominated the world had now turned into a fierce glare.

"No need to mind about blessings or not. Helping others is what I, Lin Fan, have always pursued. As long as you're happy, that's fine." Lin Fan couldn't help but burst out laughing at the memory of that scene.

Chen Xuan looked at Lin Fan, his hands clenched tightly. The laughter was so grating to his ears, and he knew exactly why the man was laughing.

For Chen Xuan, that incident was a lifelong humiliation. If he didn't avenge it, he would not be a man.

"Meeting today is also fate. I'll ask you again: do you still want to fuck the earth? After all, I think you quite enjoyed that feeling." Lin Fan said.

"You..." Chen Xuan looked at Lin Fan, his face red with anger. Those words had hit the mark.

Lin Fan looked at Chen Xuan's expression and smiled calmly.

"Big Bro Pill" was personally refined by him; its effects were obvious without thinking.

Taking "Big Bro Pill" brings a life of peace and carefreeness, as if entering paradise.

Forgetting pain, forgetting sorrow, finding the true meaning.

All kinds of benefits were indescribably wonderful.

After entering the Nine Nether Realm, Chen Xuan connected with its origin, greatly increasing his cultivation. In just one year, using the Nine Nether Realm's origin as a foundation, he had condensed twenty more rule chains.

This was a terrifying existence for anyone.

Who else in the world could have a condensed chain of rules faster than his own?

Of course, there was none.

Chen Xuan had always believed that he was unique in the world, a being blessed with heavenly fortune.

"Condensing sixty chains of rules is not bad at all," Lin Fan said calmly.

The moment these words were spoken, Chen Xuan's expression instantly changed, becoming extraordinarily terrifying.

"He saw through my strength?"

Doesn't that mean the other party's strength is greater than his own? But how is that possible?

He himself was a man of heavenly fortune, possessing infinite luck, which allowed him to condense sixty chains of rules so quickly. But what was he?

Chen Xuan now sensed something was wrong, a huge wave rising in his heart. He wanted to leave this place immediately, otherwise it would be too dangerous.

Huang Ling'er stood on the altar, listening to the conversation between the two. But when she heard that the other party had condensed sixty chains of rules, her heart also trembled violently.

Although Huang Ling'er was not strong herself, as the saintess of the Primitive Tribe, she knew much more than others.

Even the great sect masters had only a dozen or so chains of rules. How could anyone now possess sixty?

Impossible, absolutely impossible...

"Trying to run?" At this moment, Lin Fan noticed Chen Xuan's strange behavior; it seemed the guy was about to flee.

"Youxie, attack!" Chen Xuan roared, then immediately tore open the void, preparing to escape.

But just as Chen Xuan was about to enter the void, a scream rang out.

"Bastard, what did you do?" Chen Xuan, who had half-entered the void, suddenly fell from the rift to the ground, his face flushed red, his skin bursting open.

"Nothing much, just sealed the void with chains of rules," Lin Fan shrugged.

"Impossible..." Chen Xuan was stunned for a moment, then roared wildly.

As soon as he entered the void rift, Chen Xuan was utterly terrified by the chains of rules entwined there. With a crash, those chains struck his body, directly knocking him out.

Apart from himself, how could anyone else condense so many chains of rules?

"Nothing is impossible. Since you're here, naturally I can't let you leave empty-handed." At this moment, Lin Fan let out a sly laugh, patted his backpack, and countless "Big Fan Ge" flew through the air, enveloping Chen Xuan.

"Boom..."

In an instant, the "Big Fan Ge" exploded, and thick smoke seeped into Chen Xuan through his mouth, nose, and skin.

"No..." Chen Xuan screamed miserably, already imagining the terrifying things about to happen.

But it was all too late...

"You... you..." Chen Xuan's face was flushed, his eyes dazed, as he pointed at Lin Fan tremblingly. A fire burned fiercely inside him, as if urgently needing release.

The incorporeal Youxie rushed toward him.

Lin Fan waved his hand casually, destroying them. He still had a "Youxie Crystal" in his backpack, an item used to communicate with the Netherworld. But until now, Lin Fan didn't know what use it had.

Now that Chen Xuan could command the Youxie, could it be that this guy had been to the Netherworld?

The people of the Primitive Tribe were also dumbfounded by the scene before them.

They hadn't expected that the fierce enemy from moments ago would be destroyed in an instant. It was simply unbelievable.

And what drove them crazy was that the guy was lying on the ground, his body moving up and down—what exactly was he doing?

Even the indestructible ground of the Primitive Land had been pierced, forming a hole.

So terrifying, truly so terrifying.