Chapter 522: All Suppressed

Hearing the continuous screams, the crowd grew panicked.

"Spare us, senior! For the sake of our shared origin in the Myriad Races, please spare us," they begged, for all this was too eerie.

Yan Jingtian, a high-level Desolate Heaven cultivator, had died inexplicably, and no one understood how it was done.

They had only seen a flash of black light, and then Yan Jingtian had exploded horribly.

This was too damn bloody.

"Come back." Lin Fan waved at the Thunder Taming Dharma King. This guy's methods were even more twisted than his own, utterly devoid of humanity.

Thunder crackled and flashed, like electroshock therapy. The winged man, infected by the drug "Big Bro," had been wildly frenzied, but now, under the Thunder Taming Dharma King's discipline, he screamed in agony without a trace of aggression, and the bulge in his crotch instantly softened.

"Impressive!"

That was Lin Fan's only thought about the Thunder Taming Dharma King.

"This man was consumed by desire. I have helped him escape the sea of suffering. From now on, he will no longer be deluded by desire. This too is a merit," said the child-like, bald Thunder Taming Dharma King.

Lin Fan looked at the Thunder Taming Dharma King, then at the winged man.

This wasn't discipline; it was completely beating the man into submission. The winged man would likely become a eunuch from now on. But that was fine—Lin Fan had no intention of letting these people go.

He who kills will be killed.

In the end, everything must be repaid. Even he himself had long been prepared for that.

Lin Fan admitted he had thought the Myriad Races were too united, but now he overturned that notion. No matter the time, scheming and intrigue would never disappear.

As a human, he only needed to manage himself well. As for others, let them be.

Drawing a sword to help the wronged would not vanish, but greed was inherent in everyone. If anyone dared to covet what was his, he would chop them dead with an axe, to avoid future trouble.

"Heh, robbery? Do you even see who you're robbing? Behave yourselves and hand over all your storage rings." Lin Fan sneered. These guys dared to act recklessly before their ancestor—where did they get the nerve?

"Sister Bai, this man won't let us go. Let's fight with all we have. Those who can escape, escape. Spread the news that he has a top-grade Dao artifact and make his life a living hell," a handsome dragon clan man transmitted.

"Right. He killed Yan Jingtian, but I think it was a sneak attack. If we fight to the death, we might have a chance."

"When he announced his name, I secretly checked the bounty list. He's ranked 200,000, with a cultivation of mid-level Azure Heaven. I don't know how he got such a high rank, but if we fight, our cultivation can kill him thousands of times in an instant."

Bai Ling communicated with the others via telepathy. Her expression remained unchanged, but inside she wavered countless times before finally gritting her teeth.

"Alright, let's do as he says first and make him relax. Once he comes close, we strike instantly and kill him," Bai Ling transmitted, a cold sneer in her heart.

Mid-level Azure Heaven—such cultivation was like an ant in their eyes. But to be safe, they would act at the best moment.

"Senior, please spare us," they begged, then obediently handed over their storage rings. Yet beneath their eyes, a chill flickered.

Since ascending to the Ancient Saint Realm, Lin Fan had never robbed anyone. Now, returning to his old trade, he found it endlessly satisfying.

The moment these guys obediently handed over their storage rings, Lin Fan felt a sense of fulfillment.

"Good, good. Behave and suffer less," Lin Fan sneered. These guys' telepathy couldn't escape his detection.

The crowd watched Lin Fan approach step by step, their palms slick with sweat.

Yan Jingtian's death had put immense pressure on them. He was a high-level Desolate Heaven expert, yet he died so miserably.

If not for the cultivation level listed on the bounty board, they might have lost all will to resist.

But now, they wanted to take a gamble.

Mid-level Azure Heaven—such cultivation wasn't high. They clung to the hope that this guy had killed so many experts only through sneak attacks.

Now, if they moved cautiously and struck first, they could surely kill him.

The moment Lin Fan took a step, their expressions changed sharply. "Now!"

"Allure of Sentient Beings."

Bai Ling's figure flickered, surrounded by a red mist. Within the mist, seductive demons danced naked, tempting all beings with their beauty, luring them into indulgence.

"Demon God Wheel!"

A demon clan member erupted with demonic energy. With a wave of his hand, hundreds, thousands of palms shattered the void. A demon god stood between heaven and earth, raising a demon wheel to smash down on Lin Fan's head.

"Die!" The many experts struck simultaneously, sealing off Lin Fan's escape. Power surged from all directions as they unleashed their ultimate moves.

For them, this was the last chance. If they gave up this opportunity, there would be no hope.

"Haha, I knew you wouldn't submit obediently. But do you think you can kill me? What a pipe dream."

"Doomsday Cataclysm Divine Fist."

A brilliant light flashed in Lin Fan's eyes. He threw an ordinary-looking punch, but the moment it was unleashed, doomsday cataclysm swept across the land. A doomsday cataclysm deity erupted with terrifying might, enveloping all beings in fear, piercing time, space, and everything.

Future, present, and past were all destroyed by this devastating power, leaving no trace of life.

"How is this possible..." The crowd was horrified by the terrifying force.

"A True Dharma Seed? You're only at Azure Heaven—how could you have condensed a True Dharma Seed? Impossible!" they shouted in shock as they saw the True Dharma Seed in operation.

"Hmph, frogs at the bottom of a well. My power is beyond your comprehension." Lin Fan snorted coldly, killing intent surging.

From now on, Lin Fan would show no mercy to the Myriad Races. If they wanted to kill him, they'd better have real skills.

The seductive demons tried to confuse Lin Fan's mind, but under the might of his fist, they instantly shattered. The demon wheel crashed down but was also reduced to ashes.

"Even if you've condensed a True Dharma Seed, you can't be this strong!" Bai Ling shrieked, her alluring face filled with terror.

"Boom!"

One by one, they were destroyed under the fist, with no chance to resist.

"No, you can't kill me! I am the princess of the Fox Clan. If you kill me, you will face endless pursuit from the Fox Clan!" Bai Ling's face turned pale, her heart filled with fear.

"Hmph, even if you were the son of the heavens, I would kill you today!" Lin Fan roared, unfazed by the threat.

"Please, don't kill me! I am willing to be your slave!" Bai Ling begged, the terror in her eyes growing deeper.

"You're not worthy." Lin Fan struck out with a palm, indifferent to her allure or beauty. He wasn't swayed by such tricks.

"No..."

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