Chapter 514: Didn't Expect Such Power

"Ding, congratulations on killing the high-level Desolate Heaven rank ancient clan ancient demon."

"Ding, congratulations on gaining 60,000 experience."

"Ding, congratulations on obtaining the damaged top-grade spiritual artifact, Black Heaven Demon Armor."

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"How is this possible…" Mu Tian, entangled by Big Fan Ge, stared at the scene before him, instantly stunned.

A dignified ancient clan expert, killed just like that—how could this be?

Who exactly was this guy, and how did he sneak into this secret realm?

"Impossible. I, Mu Tian, endured countless trials and生死 crises in the ghost realm, finally reaching this point step by step. How could I die here?"

In an instant, Mu Tian attacked wildly, but the hundred-zhang-long dragon formed by these "Big Fan Ge" roared ferociously. Even if shattered by a palm, it instantly merged and restored itself.

Lin Fan laughed heartily. Killing a Desolate Heaven rank expert, even if it was while he was weakened, was still an opportunity.

So-called opportunities are not just about finding treasures, but also about striking with thunderous means when others are in crisis, eliminating them to strengthen oneself.

Sixty thousand experience—a massive number, just a step away from leveling up.

So what if it was a high-level Desolate Heaven rank? He would surely slay him.

Even if he encountered Long Xuan now, Lin Fan would not be as helpless as before, forced to flee desperately.

"Who exactly are you?" Mu Tian eyed Lin Fan warily, not stopping his actions, still frantically striking.

But for the dragon transformed from "Big Fan Ge," these attacks were utterly useless.

Although Lin Fan's cultivation was not as high as Mu Tian's, his condensed True Dharma Seed was something Mu Tian could not match, let alone the fact that Mu Tian was now severely injured and on the verge of collapse.

"Lin Fan, human race, Xuanhuang Realm." Lin Fan flicked his sleeve, exuding dominance as he looked at Mu Tian. "You offered a hundred beings of the myriad races to the ancient clan for slaughter just to enter the secret realm—your crime deserves death."

Murderous intent flickered in Lin Fan's eyes. This Mu Tian must be killed.

Upon hearing the name, Mu Tian quickly checked the wanted list, and his expression froze.

"How is this possible? Ranked 200,000, mid-level Cyan Heaven rank—how could he have condensed a True Dharma Seed?" Mu Tian stared at the wanted list in terror, disbelief on his face.

When he saw Lin Fan execute his technique, with the True Dharma Seed swirling, he thought he was a Desolate Heaven rank expert.

But after checking the wanted list, he realized this guy's cultivation was only mid-level Cyan Heaven rank.

On the wanted list, anyone within the top 300,000 would be sensed by the will of the Ancient Saint Realm, and even their cultivation would appear on the list.

This was an unfair act by the will of the Ancient Saint Realm to prevent the myriad races from dying in vain when killing ancient clan members.

But now, what fairness could the will of the Ancient Saint Realm offer?

The only fairness was that the will of the Ancient Saint Realm had not personally intervened.

"Hmph, how could a beast like you understand my life? No need for more words—your time is up." Lin Fan sneered.

If he had known earlier that Lin Fan's cultivation was mid-level Cyan Heaven rank, he might not have believed that the other could kill him.

But after seeing him kill the ancient demon, he understood that Lin Fan's words were not false.

He and the ancient demon were of similar cultivation, and his injuries were even more severe. For Lin Fan to kill him would not be difficult.

"Why do you want to kill me? We are both beings of the myriad races, both fighting against the ancient clan!" Mu Tian roared, grasping at his last hope.

"Don't talk to me about that. When you offered a hundred beings of the myriad races to the ancient clan, your fate was sealed." Lin Fan sneered.

"Haha, you mean those trash?" Mu Tian laughed wildly, his expression turning ferocious.

"You don't understand how pitiful our survival is. The only secret realm that can resist the ancient clan is controlled by them. What else do we have to quickly grow stronger?"

"What does sacrificing these people matter? As long as we can overthrow the ancient clan, it's all worth it."

"If you say that killing me will make you stronger and overthrow the ancient clan, then I, Mu Tian, willingly let you kill me."

"Besides, what are those people? They are native beings of the Ancient Saint Realm—cowardly, spineless, cowering before the ancient clan like turtles. What does killing them matter?"

Mu Tian roared, shouting these words at Lin Fan.

"You have your will, and my will is to kill you." Lin Fan's face turned cold. He struck instantly, a palm blow causing the void to collapse, torrents surging, tearing everything apart.

"You want to kill me, Mu Tian? Dream on!" Mu Tian shrieked. His path was not yet complete—how could he die here?

"You simply don't understand how cruel the Ancient Saint Realm is. With your mindset, the myriad races will never rise again."

"That is not for you to decide." Lin Fan turned his palm and pressed down toward Mu Tian.

The True Dharma Seed within him instantly activated, determined to kill Mu Tian.

The void shook, the power vast.

Mu Tian coughed blood repeatedly, showing terror at Lin Fan's formidable strength.

"Want to kill me? How could I allow that? I will remember today's grudge. From now on, only one of us can survive." Mu Tian roared, striking out with the "Burial Heaven Great Tomb."

"Explode for me!"

Mu Tian's heart bled. This was a top-grade spiritual artifact, his only one, but to survive, he could not care anymore.

As long as he could refine the spirit vein he had obtained, everything he lost would return.

Lin Fan had not expected Mu Tian to self-destruct a top-grade spiritual artifact.

"Demon City."

Lin Fan struck out with a palm. "Demon City" shot forth instantly. Ancient great demons roared repeatedly, their giant palms reaching for the self-destructing "Burial Heaven Great Tomb."

Boom!

A dazzling light burst forth violently. The self-destruction of a top-grade spiritual artifact was extraordinary, its immense power annihilating everything.

The hundred-zhang-long dragon of "Big Fan Ge" shattered inch by inch, turning to ashes.

"Lin Fan, I remember you. Today's grudge, I, Mu Tian, will repay in the future."

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Lin Fan's figure flickered as he looked around, his expression凝重的.

"Damn, that bastard got away."

Lin Fan had not expected that guy to self-destruct a top-grade spiritual artifact, and its power was so great that it blasted a hole in the barrier of the Ten Thousand Kill Ancient Domain.

As for where Mu Tian went, Lin Fan had no idea.

After a moment of silence, Lin Fan sighed.

This time, he had taken a big loss. He hadn't expected Mu Tian to have such a trick up his sleeve.

But never mind; consider this a lesson. Next time he encountered such a situation, he would know how to deal with it.

Lin Fan looked at the Ten Thousand Kill Ancient Domain but did not rush to leave.

He was no longer very interested in whether treasures were hidden here.

He wouldn't believe his luck was good enough to find any treasures in this secret realm, which had been swept clean by the ancient clan thousands of times.

However, the killing aura here was somewhat useful; it could just enhance the "War King World-Destroying Fist."

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