Chapter 122: Crushing the Enemy with One Hand, Dominant Return!
Lin Fan's eyes glinted coldly. "You're from the Wang Clan?"
Three Manifestation Stage cultivators, seven or eight at the Spirit Creation Stage—and the white-haired elder in the lead was at the advanced Manifestation Stage.
This lineup was no ordinary force.
And with one of them holding a portrait clearly meant to identify him, it was obvious why they were here. Lin Fan immediately understood who they were.
The white-haired elder's voice was deep. "Indeed. Where is our young master?"
Lin Fan said casually, "You mean Wang Zhong? Sorry, you're too late. I already killed him."
"What?! You brat, you're courting death!"
Their expressions twisted at once, shouting in fury.
The white-haired elder inhaled deeply, restraining his rage. "Lin Fan, I advise you not to act rashly."
"Surrender Young Master Wang Zhong, or not only you, but your entire Lin Family in Flame City… will be buried with him!"
They had received word that Lin Fan didn't kill Wang Zhong in the Ancient Monument Space and even took him along afterward.
The elder believed Lin Fan must have been afraid of the Wang Clan and kept Wang Zhong alive as leverage.
He assumed Lin Fan was lying just to provoke them.
"You sent people to Flame City?" Lin Fan's expression darkened, his tone icy.
"That's right. If you want them to live, hand over Young Master Wang Zhong and come with us to the Wang Clan to admit your crimes!" the elder threatened coldly.
"Great Wilderness Heaven-Covering Hand!"
Lin Fan had no patience for nonsense. With a low shout, he raised his right hand.
In an instant, a colossal black hand materialized in the air.
The world within a thousand meters instantly dimmed—only darkness remained!
The Wang Clan cultivators turned pale.
It was as if the heavens themselves were collapsing!
One hand to cover the heavens—heaven and earth eclipsed.
"Run!!"
That was the only thought in the minds of everyone from the Wang Clan.
Even the advanced Manifestation Stage elder felt terror grip his soul.
But… no one could escape.
They quickly realized that they were completely locked down by the Heaven-Covering Hand—they couldn't flee at all!
BOOM!
The giant hand smashed downward.
The air trembled, and the sound of impact was deafening.
BANG!
In just a moment, the hand crashed down on all eleven Wang Clan cultivators with overwhelming force.
The entire earth quaked as a crater dozens of meters deep was gouged out of the ground.
Water began to pour up from below.
Lin Fan waved his hand, collecting all of their spatial pouches.
Then he turned to Qing Tan. "Have Xiao Huo'er shrink down. I'll take us the rest of the way."
Qing Tan, having heard everything, was now extremely worried about the Lin Family—especially Lin Xiao and his wife.
Naturally, she had no objections.
Xiao Huo'er transformed into his kitten-sized form and curled up in Qing Tan's arms.
Lin Fan wrapped an arm around her waist and launched into the sky using his Taiqing Soaring Steps, flying swiftly toward Flame City.
In less than a month, Lin Fan arrived and descended directly above the Lin Family estate.
He immediately noticed a fierce battle underway.
On the Lin Family's side, apart from a mid-tier puppet, there were Grandmaster Yan from the Talisman Master Guild and City Lord Shi—both Spirit Formation Stage experts.
But the Wang Clan had sent four Spirit Formation Stage experts, and over a dozen Yuan Dan realm fighters.
Clearly, the Wang Clan had underestimated the Lin Family and thought four Spirit Formation experts would be enough.
Besides, three Manifestation Stage experts and eight Spirit Creation cultivators had already gone to the Great Wilderness to hunt Lin Fan down.
"You dare stand against the Wang Clan? City Lord's Manor, Talisman Guild, Myriad Gold Association—you're all courting death!"
A Wang Clan Spirit Formation expert shouted furiously at Yan and Shi.
"The ones courting death are your Wang Clan!"
Just as Master Yan and City Lord Shi were about to respond, a chilling voice echoed from above.
Then, Lin Fan channeled his Yuan Power—
And in an instant, a massive hand of energy, hundreds of meters wide, descended from the sky, grabbing at the Wang Clan fighters!
It wasn't even a martial technique—just raw Yuan Power.
But none of them could resist.
In a flash, the entire Wang Clan attack force was gripped by the massive hand!
"Die."
With a cold voice, Lin Fan clenched his fist.
BOOM BOOM BOOM!
A series of explosions rang out.
Chunks of blood and flesh rained down from the sky!
Hiss—
Everyone inside the Lin Family estate—Master Yan, City Lord Shi, Xia Wanjin, Lin Zhentian—all gasped in shock.
These Wang Clan fighters had been pushing them to the brink—
Yet Lin Fan had annihilated them with a single casual strike!
Just how strong had he become?
As the estate reeled in awe, Lin Fan landed with Qing Tan in his arms.
"Lin Fan!"
"Fanfan!"
"Brother Lin Fan!"
…
Once everyone recognized him, the estate erupted in cheers!
"Third Uncle, Third Aunt, Grandpa… everyone, I'm back."
Lin Fan released Qing Tan and greeted them with a calm smile.
"Father, Mother, Grandpa!"
Qing Tan beamed with joy and ran forward to embrace her family.
Lin Zhentian swallowed hard and asked in disbelief,
"Fanfan… was that you? The giant hand that wiped out all those Wang Clan members in a single blow?"
"It was me." Lin Fan nodded casually. He had nothing to hide.
Hiss—
Everyone gasped again.
When Lin Fan left, he had only just defeated City Lord Shi.
Back then, they'd assumed he had just reached Spirit Formation.
Now, just a few months later, he'd destroyed a dozen powerful enemies, including four Spirit Formation cultivators—with ease?!
That was simply absurd!
"Little friend Lin Fan, your growth is… staggering," Master Yan said, full of awe.
City Lord Shi added, "Yes, just months ago, you and I were evenly matched. Now, I can't even imagine resisting you."
Xuan Su's eyes sparkled as she chimed in sweetly, "I knew I didn't pick wrong—Little Brother Lin Fan, you're truly full of surprises!"
Everyone else stood speechless, overwhelmed by Lin Fan's return.
Qing Tan smiled proudly. "That's nothing. On the way back, Brother Lin Fan crushed three Manifestation Stage experts and eight Spirit Creation cultivators in one strike!"
Boom—!
The crowd erupted again as her words rang out.
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