Chapter 88: The Formal Fusion

At this moment, Lin Fan sat on the bed. The deaths of his senior brothers pained his heart deeply. As he thought about it, tears streamed down his face.

"Since you've survived, you should face the future properly. Wallowing in pain is the behavior of the weak." At that moment, two people walked in from outside.

Wuya and Yan Zhanwen looked at this disciple and sighed.

"Who are you? Where is this? I..." Lin Fan asked urgently when he saw someone enter.

"Alright, one question at a time."

"This is the Holy Sect, the main sect of the Holy Demon Sect. The Holy Demon Ancestor exhausted his vital energy to activate the token and send you back to the main sect," Wuya said.

Lin Fan was stunned upon hearing this. This was the main sect, the one the Sect Master had always spoken of. He hadn't expected the Sect Master to sacrifice himself to send him back.

"Then is this still the Xuanhuang Realm? Do I have a chance to go back?" Lin Fan asked.

"It is the Xuanhuang Realm, but this is Donglingzhou, separated from Canglingzhou by an insurmountable Abyssal Demon Sea. It's extremely difficult for you to return, even we don't have that ability," Wuya said.

After hearing this, Lin Fan clenched his fists. As long as there was a possibility of returning, that was enough.

"Who are you?" Lin Fan looked at the two with burning eyes. If this was the main sect, there must be a way to send him back.

"I am Wuya, Supreme Elder of the Holy Sect."

"Supreme Elder Yan Zhanwen."

"Are you thinking of using the power of the main sect to return to Canglingzhou? It's impossible. Even the Sect Master of the main sect doesn't have that ability." Wuya saw through Lin Fan's intention and shook his head.

"Why?" Lin Fan asked urgently.

"A long, long time ago, it is said that a Supreme Being split the Xuanhuang Realm in two to prevent civil war. There is no way to cross except by finding the cross-realm token left by that Supreme Being. Two such tokens have already been used; whether there are more is unknown," Wuya said.

"From now on, you can stay in the sect. The Sect Master gives you two choices: one, return to the main sect as a disciple; two, grant you Wuming Peak and appoint you as the sixth-generation Sect Master of the Holy Demon Sect to carry on its legacy."

Lin Fan looked at Supreme Elder Wuya and said without hesitation, "I want to carry on the legacy of the Holy Demon Sect."

"Are you sure?" Wuya asked repeatedly.

"I'm sure. The Sect Master sacrificed his life to send me here; I cannot forget this hatred. In the future, I will find the cross-realm token and return to Canglingzhou to avenge the tens of thousands of sect members." Lin Fan said grimly. This was a blood debt that could not be forgotten.

"Good. In that case, once you've recovered from your injuries, I'll take you to Wuming Peak. But be prepared: Wuming Peak has nothing; everything depends on yourself," Wuya said.

"Thank you, Supreme Elder," Lin Fan said gratefully.

...

After giving some instructions, the two left the room.

"Brother, why did you tell him about the cross-realm token? It only gives him false hope," Supreme Elder Yan said.

"Junior Brother, having hope is a kind of expectation. Maybe a miracle will happen." Wuya smiled and then left without saying more.

...

Over the next few days, Lin Fan rested and recuperated. He had been severely injured this time. Most of the time, he was asleep, allowing his body to recover slowly. Today, he felt that his body should have healed.

Lin Fan opened his panel to check his specific condition, but when he did, he was stunned.

No matter how he called for the panel, it was useless.

How could this be?

In an instant, Lin Fan's face turned pale.

His only hope for revenge was this system, but how could it suddenly disappear?

"Ding, the strongest system has formally fused."

Just then, a sound came, and Lin Fan's heart leaped with joy. It was the system's voice.

But just as he was about to say something, he fell into a deep coma.

When he opened his eyes, the sky outside had long since darkened. Lin Fan immediately checked his condition.

What did this formal fusion mean? How had the system changed? Lin Fan quickly opened the panel and examined it carefully.

Name: Lin Fan.

Cultivation: Xiantian Initial Stage.

Physique: Rushen Initial Stage.

Talent: Infinite Advancement.

Bloodline: None.

Divine Abilities: Yin-Yang, Amplification, Invisibility.

Mastery: Artifact Refining, Transmission.

Inventory: 95 Red Brick, Seven Sacred Treasures Map.

...

The previous template was gone, replaced by this new one. Lin Fan could feel that all the techniques he knew were deeply imprinted in his mind.

There was even a feeling that moves followed his thoughts, as if everything had become a part of him, more comfortable than before.

Although the previous panel seemed high-end, Lin Fan felt that this one was stronger.

There were several new functions, but Lin Fan couldn't quite grasp their meaning. Especially his cultivation—why was it Xiantian Initial Stage?

He had been just a step away from the Rushen realm.

But Lin Fan didn't feel weaker.

He would need to study the changes carefully; guessing wouldn't get him far.

Having not gone out for many days, Lin Fan wanted to take a look around and find Supreme Elder Wuya to take him to Wuming Peak.

Lin Fan pushed open the door, and a ray of sunlight fell on his face, making him feel warm.

He looked ahead—endless, with buildings standing in rows, full of vitality.

This was the Holy Sect, a sect even more powerful and prosperous than the Holy Demon Sect.

Along the way, Lin Fan saw many disciples of the Holy Sect and many novel things.

The Holy Sect was larger than Lin Fan had imagined. After walking some distance, he encountered Grand Elder Wuya.

"You seem to have recovered well. Then it's time for me to take you to Wuming Peak." Grand Elder Wuya had known Lin Fan had left his room and came to take him to the peak.

That was a long-empty peak, located in the northwest of the Holy Sect, in the rear part of the sect. It had been untouched for years and was a peak forgotten by the disciples.

"Thank you, Supreme Elder." Lin Fan glanced at Wuya and saw his cultivation level clearly.

Great Heavenly Realm Great Perfection.

Although ranks were no longer distinguished, Lin Fan knew that Supreme Elder Wuya was far stronger than the Holy Demon Ancestor.

When Lin Fan followed Supreme Elder Wuya to Wuming Peak, he was speechless at the sight.

Desolate, lonely, primitive, empty of people.

This vast, uninhabited place would be the new sect of the Holy Demon Sect.

"This is what you need to know. Take a good look. The Holy Sect can only help you this much. Since you've chosen this path, don't complain. You have the same rights as the Holy Sect's disciples. How far you go depends on yourself," Supreme Elder Wuya said.

"Thank you, main sect," Lin Fan nodded.

"Mm." Supreme Elder Wuya nodded and then left. He could only do this much; life or death was up to Lin Fan alone.