Chapter 986: A Savage Beating

Spirit Martial Venerable made his move, condensing a thick stream of divine power into a finger that shot straight at Lin Fan's back.

His target was the Blood Demon Blade in Lin Fan's hand.

If it were an ordinary person, they would have been done for today.

But for Lin Fan, this was nothing short of suicide.

Lin Fan spun around, slashing out with the Blood Demon Blade. Surging blood energy roiled up as his body shot forward in a straight line, charging straight at Spirit Martial Venerable.

"Junior Brother, don't be impulsive!" Su Hongchen was stunned at the sight.

She hadn't expected things to escalate to this point.

This Spirit Martial Venerable was a Divine Son, and his cultivation was profound—even Blood Son was no match for him.

"Hmph, an inner disciple dares to lay hands on me? Who gave you the nerve?" Spirit Martial Venerable was enraged. He struck out with a palm, and the surrounding void, squeezed by a force, began to crack continuously.

The disciples around gasped.

"Senior Brother Ling is getting serious. Looks like this guy is about to be crippled."

"Senior Brother won't kill him, but he'll definitely teach him how to be a proper disciple."

"The Blood Demon Blade is full of demonic nature. What ability does an inner disciple have to resist its demonic influence? If it stays with him, the Heavenly Earth Sect will surely spawn a bloodthirsty madman." said Jian Fengchen.

Lin Fan didn't take Spirit Martial Venerable's strength seriously at all.

With that level of cultivation, he wasn't even as formidable as the people he'd encountered in the secret realm eleven years ago.

Clang!

Although the Blood Demon Blade was Blood Son's treasure and had a connection with him, after Lin Fan killed Blood Son, the precious weapon had already been subdued by Lin Fan.

Pfft!

Spirit Martial Venerable had overestimated himself. He thought Lin Fan's strength was nothing special, but when the blade light clashed with his palm, his expression changed drastically.

How is this possible?

Irresistible, destroying everything.

The blade light was sharp, cutting through anything. Spirit Martial Venerable's palm was directly severed by Lin Fan.

Spirit Martial Venerable's pupils contracted. The blood light was getting closer, and at the same time, a sharp blade aura sliced toward him. The blade hadn't arrived, but the aura had already struck.

The sharp blade aura cut into Spirit Martial Venerable's face, causing sharp pain, as if his skin had split open.

A cold smile curled at the corner of Lin Fan's mouth. This kind of existence could be suppressed with one hand.

Hu Qing was shocked at the sight. If Junior Brother Lin killed Spirit Martial Venerable, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Junior Brother Lin, stop!" Hu Qing roared.

Hum!

By the time Spirit Martial Venerable reacted, the blade light was already at his throat.

The blood-colored sharpness was icy cold, and Spirit Martial Venerable felt a chill from it.

"Uh!"

Spirit Martial Venerable's throat bobbed, and a bead of sweat slowly trickled down his forehead.

He was starting to feel afraid.

Jian Fengchen was horrified at the sight. He hadn't expected Senior Brother Ling to be no match for this guy, and even to have a blade pressed to his throat.

"What do you think you're doing? This is Divine Son Senior Brother Ling. As an inner disciple, what are you trying to do?" Jian Fengchen said in a trembling, stern voice.

"Hm?" Lin Fan frowned and glanced at Jian Fengchen.

Jian Fengchen was intimidated by Lin Fan and quickly stepped back a few paces.

In his eyes, this person was simply terrifying.

The surrounding disciples were also shocked, hardly believing their eyes.

Senior Brother Ling was a Divine Son—how could he lose so easily?

"You..."

Just then, Spirit Martial Venerable tried to speak, but Lin Fan cut him off.

"Don't talk." Lin Fan said.

At that moment, Hu Qing immediately stepped forward to Lin Fan's side.

"Junior Brother Lin, you can't kill him, or there will be big trouble." Hu Qing said.

"Oh? What big trouble would come from killing him?" Lin Fan said with a smile.

"Junior Brother Lin, the sect rules state that fellow disciples cannot harm each other's lives. If there is a deep grudge, it can be settled through a duel, as long as no lives are taken." Hu Qing said.

"Oh, I see." Lin Fan nodded, a bit puzzled.

"What are you going to do?" Spirit Martial Venerable was terrified, his expression tightening.

If there were no one around, Lin Fan would have decisively killed this guy.

But the current situation was a bit troublesome.

"Forty-eighth on the True Immortal Candidate List, and that's all you've got?" Lin Fan sneered. Then he raised his hand and suddenly slapped Spirit Martial Venerable.

Bang!

"How dare you!" Spirit Martial Venerable didn't expect the other party to actually hit him.

"What's there to fear? Trying to rob me of the Blood Demon Blade? That's asking for death." Lin Fan suddenly lifted his foot and kicked Spirit Martial Venerable square in the face.

A series of screams rang out.

The surrounding disciples, seeing the scene, turned pale with fright. Was this guy looking for death?

This was a Divine Son! To treat him like this, wasn't he afraid of the consequences?

Although Spirit Martial Venerable was the weakest among the Divine Sons, he was still a Divine Son, far superior to inner disciples.

Those who made it onto the True Immortal Candidate List were geniuses among geniuses, not comparable to ordinary people.

Even Hu Qing and all the disciples present were no match for Spirit Martial Venerable.

That Lin Fan could suppress him was entirely due to his own strength, which had reached a very high level.

Even True Immortal realm experts could fall at Lin Fan's hands, let alone those still lingering in the Ancient Realm.

However, on the True Immortal Candidate List, the former number one, Qin Shengjun, made Lin Fan very cautious.

But since Lin Fan had come to the Endless Continent eleven years ago, Qin Shengjun had long broken through and was no longer on the True Immortal Candidate List.

Just what level Qin Shengjun was at now was still a mystery to Lin Fan.

And the current number one on the True Immortal Candidate List was not in the Heavenly Earth Sect but in another sect.

If he had the chance, he'd like to cross swords with that kind of guy.

But compared to Qin Shengjun, he really didn't know how much difference there was.

...

At this moment, Lin Fan didn't hesitate. He stomped Spirit Martial Venerable until his face was swollen and bruised before stopping.

"Junior Brother Lin, that's enough." Hu Qing looked at the once imposing Spirit Martial Venerable and couldn't help but draw a cold breath.

What was Junior Brother Lin's background, to be so domineering? Wasn't he afraid of trouble from Spirit Martial Venerable after returning?

But in Hu Qing's view, within the sect, nothing major would happen, and Spirit Martial Venerable knew he was no match for Junior Brother Lin, so he wouldn't seek trouble.

Still, one had to be cautious, or else suffer a hidden loss one day.

"Alright, let's go back."

During this time in the Abyssal Demon Cave, Lin Fan had gained quite a bit and felt it was time to return.

Then he glanced at Spirit Martial Venerable, who had been stomped beyond recognition, and let out a cold laugh.