Chapter 102: Why Rush to Your Death?
Blocking their path was a group of about a dozen people. Lin Fan could sense strong fluctuations of spiritual energy from them.
Clearly, these people specialized in spiritual cultivation.
Unsurprisingly, they were likely from the Yin Puppet Sect.
"What is your relationship with Lin Dong? And why is his beast companion with you?"
The leader, an elderly man with a gaunt face and a sinister expression, looked at Lin Fan and Qing Tan and asked in a deep voice.
As he spoke, the elder suddenly released a powerful aura that surged toward Lin Fan and Qing Tan, attempting to suppress them.
Judging from his aura, he was clearly a peak Spirit Creation stage expert.
A cultivator at the peak of the Spirit Creation stage was considered a formidable figure even in the entire Great Wilderness Province.
"Another one mistaking me for someone else."
Lin Fan glanced at Qing Tan, shrugged with a smile, and didn't take the group seriously at all.
Qing Tan also stuck out her tongue playfully.
Just over ten days ago, the people from the Ancient Sword Sect had also mistaken Qing Tan for Lin Dong's companion because of Huo'er, and eventually even mistook Lin Fan for Lin Dong.
The result? The Ancient Sword Sect was completely wiped out!
"Brat, answer me!"
The sinister elder, enraged by Lin Fan's nonchalant attitude, bellowed angrily.
Lin Fan replied with a faint smile, "Lin Dong is my younger brother. Why?"
"Haha! What a stroke of luck! We've searched high and low with no success, only to have you walk right into our hands!"
The sinister elder laughed out loud. "Since you're Lin Dong's brother, don't blame us. Blame your brother for offending someone he shouldn't have!"
As he finished speaking, the elder's powerful Yuan Power condensed into a massive palm imprint, which slammed down toward Lin Fan's shoulder.
The Yin Puppet Sect had been searching everywhere for Lin Dong without success.
So this elder had decided to capture Lin Fan and Qing Tan to lure Lin Dong out.
Lin Fan shook his head slightly. "You're already so old—how many years do you have left to live? Why rush to your death?"
As the last word fell, his right hand moved slightly, and brilliant Yuan Power rapidly condensed in his palm!
A blinding golden light burst from the sky!
The golden light condensed into a massive, square golden platform, dozens of meters wide, which came crashing down on the elder's Yuan Power palm imprint with a thunderous boom.
Boom!
The golden platform struck the palm imprint with a deafening sound.
The sinister elder's attack shattered on the spot!
Rumble!
Golden light exploded into thousands of beams, rumbling like thunder as it echoed through the sky!
Bang!
In the blink of an eye, the terrifying golden platform smashed into the elder's chest, slamming him into the ground!
He was embedded into the earth like a human-shaped relief sculpture.
Hiss!
The group of Yin Puppet Sect disciples behind him gasped in horror, unable to contain the rising fear in their hearts.
And not just them—Wanbao Pavilion was a well-known trading hub in Da Kui City, and the entrance was always bustling with people.
That display just now didn't only terrify the Yin Puppet Sect disciples but also stunned countless bystanders nearby!
From the elder's previous attack, it was clear he was a peak Spirit Creation stage expert!
Yet such a powerful cultivator had been slapped into the ground by a young man who didn't even look twenty—his life snuffed out instantly!
How could that not shock people?
"Quick, send the signal!"
Suddenly, one of the Yin Puppet Sect disciples snapped out of it and shouted.
The dozen or so disciples immediately launched distress signals into the sky.
Lin Fan watched their actions but didn't interfere.
By now, Lin Fan was already an unmatched force within the Great Wilderness Province!
Even if the Yin Puppet Sect came at him with their full strength, he had no fear.
"Finished sending the signal? Good. Then it's your turn to hit the road."
Lin Fan smiled, forming a complicated hand seal with both hands.
In an instant, dozens of blue talismanic imprints appeared in front of him.
"Run!"
Seeing Lin Fan take action, the disciples' expressions changed drastically as they screamed and scattered in all directions!
"Go!"
Lin Fan uttered a light command. The dozens of blue talismans seemed to have eyes, striking each target with perfect accuracy.
Thud!
Thud!
...
The sounds of heavy objects hitting the ground followed.
Each one of the Yin Puppet Sect disciples was struck down, their bodies falling lifelessly to the ground.
Whoa!
The onlookers gasped and backed away, distancing themselves from the corpses—and from Lin Fan.
Whispers quickly spread among the crowd.
"Damn, that young guy is insanely strong!"
"Who is he? Not only is he powerful, but he's also ruthless—he kills without hesitation!"
"Those people he just killed were all from the Yin Puppet Sect. Isn't he afraid of retaliation?"
"I heard a while ago that a guy named Lin Dong killed Yin Puppet Sect's Protector Hua Zong, and they still haven't found him!"
"The Yin Puppet Sect has ruled the Great Wilderness for so long, but lately their luck's been terrible—people just keep showing up to challenge them!"
"I heard this guy is Lin Dong's brother!"
"He's Lin Dong's brother? No wonder he killed those Yin Puppet Sect disciples without a second thought!"
…
Lin Fan ignored the murmurs around him. With a wave of his hand, he collected the spatial bags from the fallen Yin Puppet Sect members, then left the city with Qing Tan.
The day when the seal on the Great Wilderness Ancient Monument would be at its weakest was near. Lin Fan intended to head straight there with Qing Tan, just in case they missed the opportunity.
Once outside Da Kui City, Lin Fan had Huo'er resume its larger form and carried the two of them toward the Great Wilderness Ancient Plain.
On the way, they encountered another group from the Yin Puppet Sect trying to ambush Lin Fan.
Unfortunately for them, they ended up as prey, contributing another hundred thousand Pure Yuan Pills to Lin Fan. It barely slowed him down.
If the seal's weakening wasn't so imminent, Lin Fan would have considered storming the Yin Puppet Sect directly and wiping them out entirely.
But he had already made up his mind—once he came out of the Ancient Monument's spatial realm, the Yin Puppet Sect would be no more!
The Great Wilderness Ancient Monument was the oldest known relic in the Great Wilderness Province, its exact age unknown.
Yet no one had ever managed to fully unseal it.
They could only wait for the days when the seal naturally weakened to seek out the fortunes hidden within.
Because of its existence, the Great Wilderness Ancient Plain had become one of the most famous places not only in the province but across the entire Great Yan Dynasty.
Every time the seal weakened, countless powerful cultivators from all directions would converge on the area!
When Lin Fan reached the edge of the Great Wilderness Ancient Plain, the vast plains below were already packed with countless black figures swarming like ants.
Lin Fan wasn't interested in wasting time. He released his Manifestation stage aura and charged forward atop Huo'er, pushing through the crowd directly toward the Ancient Monument.
Those who were shoved aside initially looked ready to snap, but the moment they sensed Lin Fan's terrifying presence, they shut their mouths in silence.
Before long, Lin Fan reached the central area near the monument.
"What a sharp-tongued brat. Today, I'll capture you and bring you back to the clan's punishment hall. We'll see who really deserves to be punished!"
Just as he arrived, Lin Fan heard a cold and familiar voice.
Wasn't that Lin Langtian's voice?
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