Chapter 482: Too Despicable and Shameless

Now, the situation was fraught with danger; the slightest carelessness could get one killed.

This ancient clan of the Desolate Heaven rank could, with a single strike, cut him into seven or eight pieces, but to kill him, they would need some real skill.

The Blood Sea Demon Art's rebirth from a single drop of blood was no joke—as long as a single drop of blood remained and enough vitality existed, one could be resurrected infinitely.

Although the Parasol Divine Tree had not yet reached maturity, its current vitality alone could allow him to revive several times.

"Brother Lin, what are you trying to do?" At this moment, Xia Zehua noticed something off about Lin Fan and couldn't help but ask nervously.

"Brother Lin, don't tell me you're going to save them. That's suicide."

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"Brother Xia, let me ask you: the ancient clans have a natural suppression over ancient beasts. Does that mean no ancient beast dares to attack the ancient clans?" Lin Fan asked.

"No. If it's a high-level ancient beast, the ancient clan's natural suppression becomes useless. What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Xia Zehua asked.

Lin Fan breathed a sigh of relief. If that was the case, then good.

If he hadn't asked clearly and ended up staring blankly, that would have been a tragedy.

"Brother Lin, what exactly are you going to do? Listen to me, don't act impulsively," Xia Zehua said.

At that moment, Lin Fan waved his hand and said with righteous indignation, "Brother Xia, say no more. Everyone dies in the end; I wish to leave a loyal heart shining in the annals of history. These people need help now, and I must go help them."

"Brother Lin, I don't understand what you're saying. What annals of history?" Xia Zehua said frantically.

Going up there was certain death.

Just then, Mu Liang, who had been bowing his head in thought, suddenly looked up with a righteous expression. "Captain, I understand Brother Lin's meaning. Brother Lin is right. I'll go with you."

"Enough, don't cause trouble. I just thought of a plan. All of you stay put here." Lin Fan didn't want to say more to these goofballs.

Saying more would be like casting pearls before swine.

If they kept wasting time, it was questionable whether those people could hold on.

"No more talking. Follow my orders." Lin Fan waved his hand, and seeing that the situation ahead was turning grim, he suddenly dashed out.

"Brother Lin..."

"Brother Lin..."

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On the field, Bai Yichen was covered in wounds, but thanks to his marvelous footwork, he had managed to dodge several killing blows.

To have held out this long against an ancient clan member at the early Desolate Heaven rank with his own peak Azure Heaven rank was something to be proud of.

The Sword Clan members were fierce in attack but weak in defense, yet Bai Yichen had integrated attack and defense, allowing him to hold out against the Desolate Heaven ancient clan member until now.

But now, the situation had turned against him.

"Bai Yichen, opposing the ancient clans will lead to your death," the Desolate Heaven ancient clan member said with a laugh, his palm shattering everything as he looked at the heavily wounded Bai Yichen.

Bai Yichen glared coldly at the ancient clan's chiliarch. "Hmph, even if you kill us, there will still be countless compatriots fighting you ancient clans to the end."

The myriad races who had followed Bai Yichen were now also being suppressed by the ancient clans in one place.

The ascenders imprisoned in the cages had completely lost hope. Everything was over; there was no room for redemption.

They now understood what was really going on.

In the lower realm, they had been powerful, able to cover the sky with one hand, but after ascending, they realized it was only the beginning of terror.

"Bai Yichen, I will hang your corpses above the ancient clan camp so that everyone knows the consequences of opposing the ancient clans." The ancient clan chiliarch's eyes flashed with cruelty, his aura sweeping through the void like a storm.

Bai Yichen forced himself to stand. Even knowing death was certain, he showed no fear. Even if he shed his last drop of blood, he would fight to the end.

"Stop!"

Just then, Lin Fan's figure appeared in the distance, running toward the ancient clan chiliarch.

Lin Fan carried the corpse of the Three-Headed Giant King. All his hopes now rested on this; whether it would work depended on it.

"Hmm?" The ancient clan chiliarch saw someone approaching and wondered what this fellow was up to. Could he be an accomplice of Bai Yichen?

But it didn't matter anymore. Whether accomplice or not, anyone who came would meet only one fate: death.

Bai Yichen and the others looked at the figure, frowning slightly, wondering who this was.

"Who are you?" The ancient clan chiliarch looked at the man before him, somewhat puzzled.

Lin Fan looked into the distance. The world was peaceful, with no ripples. He couldn't help but feel anxious. Could this so-called blood connection be false?

But at this moment, he had to stay calm and not panic.

"I'm a cook," Lin Fan said calmly, but his mind was focused on the distant sky.

"A cook?" The ancient clan chiliarch frowned, not understanding what he meant.

"Yes. I figured you must be hungry, so I brought you some food." Lin Fan threw the Three-Headed Giant King's corpse over.

Bang!

The huge corpse hit the ground with a thunderous roar.

The ancient clan chiliarch looked at the ancient beast corpse and then asked sternly, "Who exactly are you?"

Seeing that the ancient clan chiliarch seemed ready to strike at any moment, Lin Fan quickly said, "I'm a young man who greatly admires the ancient clans. My greatest wish is to become a member of the ancient clans, especially to follow one as distinguished as you."

Lin Fan was getting anxious inside. Three-Headed Giant King's old dad, old mom, please, one of you come.

"Haha..." The ancient clan chiliarch burst into laughter upon hearing this.

"Traitor!" Bai Yichen looked at Lin Fan with anger on his face.

He hadn't expected to see someone here betray their own kind and join the ancient clans.

"A wise man submits to circumstances. Following such a domineering and charismatic ancient clan lord is so glorious, so splendid..." Lin Fan recited these disgusting words with a pained heart, but all this was to save them.

"Haha... Good, go on, keep talking..." The ancient clan chiliarch, hearing such praise for the first time, was overjoyed. "Say more, and I will surely take you under my command."

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Just then, the distant sky gradually darkened, and a rumbling sound came fiercely, like thousands of beasts stampeding.

"Who... killed my child?" In an instant, a giant figure descended from the sky. A hundred-zhang-tall Three-Headed Giant King appeared before Lin Fan.

Its imposing body left Lin Fan dumbfounded.

This was way too powerful.

"Who killed my child?" the Three-Headed Giant King roared.

"It was him! This ancient clan killed your son!" At that moment, Lin Fan pointed at the ancient clan chiliarch and shouted.

"Hmm?" The giant Three-Headed Giant King's six huge golden eyes looked at the human.

"Great Three-Headed Giant King, my compatriots and I chased him all the way here to avenge your son. This ancient clan is utterly despicable. He cut off all three of your son's heads, and now he plans to roast and eat your son's body. Your son's dying screams were unbearable; our hearts shattered at that moment." Lin Fan wiped the corner of his eye, speaking with great grief and indignation.

"You..." The ancient clan chiliarch saw the man who had been praising him moments ago suddenly turn hostile, and his expression changed.

"Don't try to deny it, Great Three-Headed Giant King. This vile ancient clan is worse than a beast. He said he would not only eat your son but also your elderly parents, and have the ancient clan soldiers rape your beautiful wife..."

"Shut up!" The Three-Headed Giant King roared in fury, its golden eyes blazing with anger.

"Ancient clan! Our Three-Headed Giant King clan has never interfered with you, yet you slaughter my son and insult my wife. I'll fight you to the death!" The Three-Headed Giant King howled and charged at the ancient clan chiliarch.

"This is a misunderstanding..." The ancient clan chiliarch was dumbfounded. When had he ever killed your son?

But there was no chance to explain now, for the Three-Headed Giant King's claws were already swinging down.