Chapter 688: Blood Radiance Demon Lord

"Damn, I've been keeping such a low profile lately, and someone still comes knocking at my door. That's a bit unreasonable." Lin Fan was somewhat resigned. From the tone, it was clear they were here for him.

"Hmph, who do you think you are, daring to cause trouble for this emperor? Don't you see the underlings behind me? Every single one of them is an existence of heaven-defying cultivation. If you dare act rashly, I'll have them skewer your ass." Lin Fan flicked his sleeves, exuding an air of dominance, but inwardly he was already plotting how to retreat.

As things stood, anyone with eyes could see that trouble was brewing.

A boss ahead, elite minions behind—this was a situation he had never experienced before.

Divine Heaven Rank, Ninefold Unity of All Directions.

"This cultivation level should be manageable, right?" Lin Fan's mind churned as he sized up the figure before him. The ninefold realm was both high and not so high; with his current strength, he might be able to hold his own in a fight.

Yet the other's aura gave Lin Fan a strange feeling, as if something was very wrong.

"With just these pieces of trash, I can suppress them all with a flip of my hand." The figure wore a mask, red in color, revealing only a pair of eyes, while the rest was covered in dense runes.

Hearing Lin Fan's words, the figure spoke with disdain.

The experts who had been chasing Lin Fan all turned pale at these words.

"Who are you?"

"How dare you call us trash? You're asking for death!"

"Hmph, with so many of us here today, even if you have heaven-defying skills, you won't escape."

These experts were all proud individuals; being called trash was unbearable.

"Right, that's absolutely intolerable. This masked man calling you trash—even I can't stand it." Lin Fan fanned the flames from the side.

"In my opinion, we should all attack together and kill this bastard."

Lin Fan had no confidence in dealing with the masked man before him. The guy gave off an eerie vibe, and if it came to a fight, he might not be a match.

With a wolf ahead and dogs behind, if the wolf and dogs joined forces, he would be the one to suffer in the end.

"Hmph, shut up! You think you can use us as pawns? You underestimate us."

"That's right, you're all going to die today."

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Lin Fan watched as the experts roared in anger, feeling helpless. His little scheme had been seen through—how sad.

"You're all wrong. This masked man is sent by the Ancient Clan's Supreme. Don't you think if we don't join forces, none of us will leave here alive?" Lin Fan said.

"What? Sent by the Ancient Clan's Supreme?"

The experts were all shocked, their minds reeling in disbelief.

To these experts, the Ancient Clan was a sensitive topic, and the name of the Ancient Clan's Supreme weighed on them like a mountain.

The masked man stood motionless. To him, these people were nothing but ants.

Suddenly, the masked man raised a finger, and a red light burst forth. In an instant, a scream rang out.

"Ah!"

Among the group of experts, one swelled up and exploded, turning into chunks of flesh.

"Damn it!"

The clumps of flesh writhed, trying to reform, but suddenly a vast, overwhelming force descended from the sky, obliterating them all.

"You all must die." The masked man's voice was icy, showing no regard for the experts.

"Fuck, what are you waiting for? He's already killing you. If you hesitate any longer, you'll all die!" Lin Fan was shocked. This masked man was so ruthless—killing without a word, even more domineering than himself.

Before killing, Lin Fan would at least exchange a few words, but this guy just pointed a finger, unleashing supreme power to crush everything into pieces.

This was true suppression through strength, formidable indeed.

Lin Fan didn't want to fight now; he just wanted to escape. He was truly afraid of that bald monk—too annoying.

Now that he had a chance to run, he wanted to get as far away as possible.

"Everyone, attack together!" The experts, though shaken, glared fiercely and charged at the masked man.

"Hmph, mere ants." The masked man snorted. A giant blood-red hand descended from the sky, sweeping all before it with irresistible force.

"Ah! That's the Blood Demon Handprint of the Blood Radiance Demon Lord!"

"He's the Blood Radiance Demon Lord!"

"The Blood Radiance Demon Lord isn't dead! Everyone run!"

At that moment, some experts familiar with the Blood Radiance Demon Lord screamed in panic at the sight of the blood-red hand.

Wherever the blood-red hand passed, not a blade of grass grew. Its five fingers pulled, and everyone felt their essence, energy, and spirit being drained.

Legend had it that the Blood Radiance Demon Lord was a being who cultivated from a mass of filthy blood, capable of devouring all essence, energy, and spirit to strengthen himself.

A thousand years ago, the Blood Radiance Demon Lord was besieged by a group of great beings from the myriad races. Though he escaped, he was gravely wounded, his primordial spirit nearly shattered and his aura fading.

To the beings of the myriad races, the Blood Radiance Demon Lord was a truly heaven-defying powerhouse; anyone who encountered him was doomed.

"Lord Blood Radiance Demon, spare me!"

"Ah!"

One expert begged for mercy, but in an instant, he was crushed into pulp by a palm strike.

"Run! Everyone run!" The experts were utterly terrified. Their hearts screamed, and a deep fear surged within them.

This fear pressed down on them, making it hard to breathe.

The Blood Radiance Demon Lord's ferocious might was unmatched; even after a thousand years, it remained an indelible shadow for many experts.

"I am a prodigy of the Jade Divine Palace. Blood Radiance Demon Lord, you cannot kill me!" Yu Liutian screamed in terror.

"Ah!"

But in an instant, Yu Liutian was reduced to ashes.

Xing Wangong and Jia Yongye's faces were also pale. They never expected to encounter such a fearsome powerhouse in this secret realm.

"Run! We're no match for the Blood Radiance Demon Lord!" The two, pale with fright, fled into the distant sky without a second thought.

But as they fled, a blood-red ribbon descended from the sky, wrapping around them.

"Ah! I won't accept this!"

They struggled within the blood-red ribbon, but it tightened. With a creak, drops of fresh blood dripped from the ribbon.

When the blood-red ribbon opened, only two skeletons fell out.

Xing Wangong and Jia Yongye's essence, energy, spirit, and flesh had all been devoured by the Blood Radiance Demon Lord in that instant.

"Such a vicious demonic art." Lin Fan was shaken by the sight.

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