Chapter 804: Fortune's Wheel Turns

“Heaven’s Will, are you really not coming anymore?”

Lin Fan’s heart was a bit wounded. Wasn’t this just messing with him? Just when he was having fun, it stopped—how hurtful was that?

“Could it be that Heaven’s Will only awakened a little, and as it struck, it used up all its power?”

Lin Fan had some doubts, but he couldn’t be sure, not knowing the exact situation. However, given Heaven’s Will’s condition, this shouldn’t have happened.

How could it suddenly go silent just as it was about to peak?

Wasn’t this like a great sword—when it came to the final moment, the man just lost strength, couldn’t catch his breath, and said it had gone soft?

But Lin Fan had actually guessed right.

The Heaven’s Will of the Ancient Saint Realm had only awakened a little. Even if it was just a bit, the power it contained was not something ordinary people could bear. Each thunderbolt held the power to destroy heaven and earth.

Under Lin Fan’s perfect acting and taunts, the Heaven’s Will of the Ancient Saint Realm went mad.

Only after striking until the end did it realize its power had dissipated, unable to sustain itself, and finally it faded away.

“Sigh, helpless.”

Lin Fan patted his butt and walked off directly.

Between heaven and earth, calm returned once more. The place that had been struck by thunder countless times was already beyond recognition, like the end of the world, a miserable sight.

The Ancient Clan Supremes.

“How did Heaven’s Will’s power seem to dissipate?”

The Ancient Clan Supremes looked at each other, slightly puzzled. The six of them were now busy and frazzled.

With two of the eight Supremes killed, the Ancient Saint Realm was in turmoil, and the powerful beings of the myriad races wanted to rise up.

At this critical moment, they naturally couldn’t let these myriad race beings turn the tables.

For the Supremes, dealing with the myriad race beings meant letting the myriad race beings deal with each other.

Many myriad race beings had defected to the Ancient Clan, so some matters didn’t require the Ancient Clan to step in.

“You” looked at the other Supremes, feeling a sense of crisis in his heart for some reason. This feeling was very strange.

With their current strength and status, no existence could threaten them.

“You” swept away that sense of crisis in his heart, then looked into the distance.

For the Ancient Clan Supremes, as long as the myriad realms opened and Heaven’s Will devoured them, that would be the day of the Ancient Saint Realm’s ascension.

They had waited for this moment for a long time and absolutely would not allow any problems.

The Guardian Ground.

The moment Lin Fan stepped inside.

On the square of the Guardian Ground, there was a sudden fluctuation, and many beings turned to look.

Recently, they all knew that something big had happened.

“Hey, everyone, I’m back again.” Lin Fan saw the familiar surroundings and couldn’t help but smile.

Some of the people in the Guardian Ground looked at Lin Fan in confusion; others knew his name but had never seen him in person.

But for more people, when they saw that figure, they exclaimed one after another.

“This is the leader of the Uprising Army.”

“How did he come back?”

“The Uprising Army was already terrifying enough. Now that their leader is back, won’t it be even more terrifying?”

A commotion!

A stir arose among the crowd, and they began to talk. Some even left directly to report the news.

For many teams, the Uprising Army was just too damn terrifying—completely a bunch of beasts.

“Leader…”

Just then, a group of figures hurried over from a distance.

Lin Fan saw them and smiled, calling out loudly, “Bald donkey, how have you been lately?”

“Leader, you should address me as ‘this humble monk,’” said the Venerable Shakyamuni. He had recently taken over the Uprising Army on Lin Fan’s behalf, and life had been quite carefree.

Every day, he slacked off and took on tasks—life was incredibly comfortable.

His old clothes had been replaced, naturally with the best ones.

“Leader!”

For the members of the Uprising Army, Lin Fan was their idol. Since joining the Uprising Army, they had found their life’s goal.

The newest members of the Uprising Army didn’t know what the leader looked like, but they were very curious about this mysterious leader.

Now that they saw him, he was truly extraordinary. They looked at Lin Fan with admiration, their eyes almost sparkling with light.

“Bald donkey, look at this,” Lin Fan said with a smile. He raised a finger, and a ray of Conversion Buddha Light coiled around it.

Within this Buddha light, thousands of Buddhas chanted scriptures. The powerful Conversion Buddha Light left the Venerable Shakyamuni dumbfounded.

“Benefactor, you didn’t… didn’t…”

The Venerable Shakyamuni was already stunned. He couldn’t be mistaken—this was actually the Great Conversion Buddha Light.

This was the divine ability that the Buddha clan dreamed of, the supreme divine ability countless Buddha clan members yearned for.

“Haha! How about it? Envious? Jealous?” As soon as he returned, Lin Fan showed off in front of the Venerable Shakyamuni, expressing his delight.

At this moment, in the eyes of the Venerable Shakyamuni, Lin Fan was the most worthy person to curry favor with.

“Benefactor, teach it to me, please.” The Venerable Shakyamuni immediately came before Lin Fan, pleading bitterly.

If he could learn the Great Conversion Buddha Light, wouldn’t that be heaven-defying?

If he returned to the Buddha clan, wouldn’t he be the center of attention, the true Buddha in the hearts of countless Buddha clan members?

“Hehe, no way.” Lin Fan smiled and said slyly.

“Benefactor, look, while you were away, I managed the Uprising Army so well. Just teach it to me.” The Venerable Shakyamuni genuinely wanted to learn. This was the supreme divine ability of the Buddha clan; mastering it would lead to limitless achievements.

“Sigh, bald donkey, as they say, fortune’s wheel turns. For this Emperor, deriving the Great Conversion Buddha Light from the Conversion Art is a piece of cake. You want to learn? It’s not impossible, but it depends on your recent performance.”

When Lin Fan first saw the Conversion Art, he really wanted to learn it, but this bald donkey had the nerve to show off and not tell him.

Now the wheel had turned, and it was his turn. Naturally, he had to tease him a bit.

“Ah!” The Venerable Shakyamuni was a bit helpless.

Hum!

At that moment, the void trembled, and a passage opened, connecting to the highest point of the Guardian Ground.

“Bald donkey, take your time thinking. No rush. I have some things to do now, so I’ll be off.”

Lin Fan stepped directly into the passage and waved at the Venerable Shakyamuni.

Seeing the Venerable Shakyamuni’s expression of wanting to learn but not being able to, Lin Fan laughed.

After Lin Fan left.

The Venerable Shakyamuni took a deep breath and silently encouraged himself, “In this period, I must set aside my pride. No matter what, I have to get my hands on the Great Conversion Buddha Light.”

At the same time, he was deeply unconvinced that Lin Fan could learn the Great Conversion Buddha Light. It didn’t make sense. As a prodigy of the Buddha clan, he himself hadn’t been able to derive it from the Conversion Art. How could Benefactor Lin have derived it?

“Sigh…”

The Venerable Shakyamuni couldn’t figure it out and finally stopped thinking about it.

Lin Fan’s return was deeply resented by some teams in the Guardian Ground.

But they were powerless.

That one group fight had nearly beaten the crap out of them.

Even most of the girls from their original teams had jumped ship to the Uprising Army, which was undoubtedly a disgrace for these once-powerful teams.