Chapter 638: The Opportunity Was Simply Too Heaven-Defying

"What are you going to do?" Chi Hong Demon Lord, seeing this figure with his back to them, felt fear in his heart.

"Young friend, what are you going to do? Can't we talk things out?"

"I have a unique technique that I didn't take out earlier. I'm willing to offer it now."

...

At this moment, these old men were all terrified. They suddenly realized that this being was a pervert, a beast.

"Hmph, you old man, were you hiding something just now?" Lin Fan's face hardened as he questioned sternly.

"No, no."

"Hmph, don't make excuses. You're the first one. For someone as righteous as me, you can't even be sincere. It's unforgivable by heaven and earth. Off with your head, off with your head." Lin Fan waved his sleeve, not wanting to say more.

"No, spare me!"

"Begging for mercy is useless. You're too dishonest." Lin Fan said.

"Ah! I, the Heaven-Tearing Venerable, have roamed through the ages. How could I meet such a miserable end? I won't accept this! You little beast, I curse you to die a horrible death!" The Heaven-Tearing Venerable roared in fury, his heart filled with grief and indignation.

He never imagined that one day he would end up like this—a scene he had never envisioned.

The other old men, seeing this, breathed a sigh of relief. Good, good.

As for the fate of the Heaven-Tearing Venerable, they couldn't help but feel sorrow, but more than that, they felt fortunate.

Then their chances of survival increased. But who would be the next unlucky one?

With a wave of his hand, Lin Fan cast the Heaven-Tearing Venerable into his cave heaven.

"Alright, from now on it will be fair. Life or death is up to fate." Lin Fan turned his back to them, holding the Eternal Axe with both hands, then took a deep breath.

"Everyone, stand still and don't move. Here I come." Lin Fan was playing this interesting game for the first time.

...

"Here it goes."

At this moment, everyone watched nervously as the axe was tossed into the air.

The Eternal Axe flashed with dazzling light in the air, but to these old men, the light was no longer beautiful; it was more like the light of death.

If this light fell on anyone, that person would be doomed.

"Don't come here, don't come here."

"Don't land on me, please no."

...

At this moment, the old men prayed and begged in their hearts.

In an instant, a sound rang out.

"How can it be me? How could I, Chi Hong Demon Lord, die? Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Chi Hong Demon Lord stared in disbelief at the scene before him. The Eternal Axe lying beside him was so glaring, so chilling.

"It seems the result is clear. This is fate; no one else is to blame." Lin Fan shrugged helplessly.

Then he waved his hand and directly collected them into his cave heaven.

"Master, I'll take these people for training." Thunder Training Dharma King said excitedly.

"Mm." Lin Fan nodded.

"Follow me. I will lead you to the peak and let you enjoy pleasures you've never experienced before." Thunder Training Dharma King said with a kind face, but to these old men, it was terrifying and unsettling, as if something horrible was about to happen.

But at this point, thinking too much was useless.

Lin Fan felt deep sympathy for the old men taken away by Thunder Training Dharma King.

Having cultivated to such a level, they were still afraid of death. To survive, they had lost all dignity.

It seemed that the more one possessed, the more one feared death.

At the Tenth Level of the Divine Heaven Stage, the Eternal Divine Throne, they were true powerhouses even in the Ancient Saint Realm, enjoying wealth, status, dignity, and authority. Thus, they feared death.

But for Chi Hong Demon Lord and the others, death was now a release—an end to it all, free from torment and servitude.

The branches of the Parasol Tree entwined Chi Hong Demon Lord and the Heaven-Tearing Venerable, beginning to absorb the power within them.

Although these two had been worn down by tens of thousands of years of torment and were mere shells of their former selves, they were still Eternal Throne powerhouses, and their foundation remained.

"Ding, congratulations on killing a Divine Heaven rank ten Eternal Divine rank powerhouse."

"Ding, congratulations on gaining 1,000,000 experience."

"Ding, congratulations on killing a Divine Heaven rank ten Eternal Divine rank powerhouse."

"Ding, congratulations on gaining 1,200,000 experience."

"Ding, congratulations on leveling up."

"Cultivation: Divine Heaven rank five Primordial Spirit realm."

In an instant, Lin Fan felt his mana surging like a rushing river, rising steadily until it reached a new peak.

And within his inner world, Lin Fan sensed a strange feeling.

It was as if a second self lived inside his body.

In the inner world, the nascent spirit that had been nurtured sat cross-legged, its cultivation identical to his own, with a close connection between them.

It seemed that even if they were at opposite ends of the earth, this bond could still be felt.

The nascent spirit was himself, and he was the nascent spirit.

"So this is the nascent spirit avatar," Lin Fan said, feeling this奇妙 sensation, connecting and communicating with it.

With a thought from Lin Fan, a figure appeared before him.

Lin Fan curiously examined the nascent spirit avatar, but in his mind, he felt as if someone was examining him.

This feeling was very strange.

Indescribably wonderful!

All the good things from Crimson Rainbow Demon Lord and Tear Heaven Venerable—their cave heavens, nascent spirits, laws, and so on—were fully integrated into his cave heaven.

But the only regret for Lin Fan was that Crimson Rainbow Demon Lord and Tear Heaven Venerable had been crushed and crippled by "Jie"; otherwise, true Divine Heaven rank ten Eternal Divine rank powerhouses would never have yielded only this much benefit.

Ah, forget it. Today's gains were already plenty. He definitely couldn't defeat Jie himself. Once Jie shattered the Water-Fire Emperor's power, he would surely come to crush him. Although he would die, he would definitely be tortured by this guy before death.

Since that was the case, he might as well commit suicide.

Lin Fan looked into the distant darkness; this place was like a world, vast and boundless.

The inside of a powerhouse was indeed not as simple as he had imagined.

It seemed he would have to raise his cultivation to the corresponding realm to understand what kind of existence this realm truly was.

He just wondered how the Water-Fire Emperor and Jie were doing.

In Lin Fan's view, although this was only a clone of Jie, it was no small fry. No matter how strong the Water-Fire Emperor was, a wisp of his power could never be a match for Jie.

"Hey, this time I've made a huge profit anyway. Even if I die, I won't lose out. I didn't expect my fortune to be so deep. To gain such boundless benefits in such a perilous situation—truly awesome."

In an instant, Lin Fan's power burst forth violently.

"Today, I'll try self-destructing and see if I can cause Jie some trouble," Lin Fan thought expectantly.

In this world, if anyone was the most ruthless to themselves, it was none other than Lin Fan.

He had once dared to steal his own balls, and now he dared to commit suicide.

Such courage—who could deny it?

"Explode for me!" Lin Fan shouted, spreading his arms, ready to embrace a new future. But just as he prepared everything and was about to self-destruct, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Oh, come on! The Water-Fire Emperor actually killed Jie's nascent spirit clone. Stop... stop, can't explode." Lin Fan was dumbfounded. Just now, his power had overflowed, causing his arm to explode. Just as he was about to go for a big explosion, he noticed changes in his surroundings.

It seemed he had come out of Jie's body.

Lin Fan, his face flushed, forcefully retracted his power and wiped his sweat.

"That was close. I almost died for nothing," Lin Fan said with a pained expression. If he had been a second later, he would have really become fragments.

Just as Lin Fan was about to roar, he saw something not far away.

A light screen had appeared there for some reason.

And Lin Fan knew that this light screen was a talent of the Charm race. He hadn't expected it to appear again.

Didn't that mean he was once again appearing before the myriad races?

No, no, stay calm. Must stay calm.

At this moment, Lin Fan flicked his sleeve, ignoring his left arm lost in the self-destruction, then slightly raised his head, his gaze domineering, one hand behind his back, and said calmly,

"The ancient race's supreme Jie is nothing special. In the hands of our human emperor, he has been reduced to ashes."

And the moment these words were spoken, the entire Ancient Saint Realm fell silent.