Chapter 163: Seizing the Secret Keys—Shaking the Ancient Temple!
Before Shi Kun's terrified eyes, the massive pitch-black hand smashed down onto him.
BOOM!
With a deafening explosion, Shi Kun was obliterated on the spot!
RUMBLE—!
The terrifying yuan power shockwave tore through the entire hall, causing it to collapse instantly.
Everyone inside scrambled to escape.
Before leaving, Lin Fan casually swept up Shi Kun's spatial pouch—and his Earth-tier spirit blade as well.
In just moments, the grand hall had been reduced to ruins.
Hiss—!
The watching crowd all gasped, eyes full of fear as they looked at Lin Fan.
No one had imagined that Lin Fan's strength would be so overwhelming.
To destroy Shi Kun in a single strike—it was unbelievable!
"How is that even possible?"
"Shi Kun was a One Yuan Nirvana cultivator, and Lin Fan blew him up in one hit!"
"How strong is he exactly?!"
"At the very least, he has to be at the Two Yuan Nirvana stage… maybe even Three Yuan!"
"This is the end for the Mo Rock Dynasty…"
…
The remaining members of the Mo Rock Dynasty turned ghostly pale upon witnessing Shi Kun's death. Terror flooded their faces.
Taking advantage of the shock, they scattered and fled.
But within moments, they were all dead.
Lin Fan now held several more spatial pouches in his hand.
"So strong…" muttered the bare-chested man from the Desolate Dynasty, stunned as he stared in Lin Fan's direction.
Not far from him, the woman in the dark purple dress gave a slow nod.
To slay a One Yuan Nirvana expert in one blow—Lin Fan's strength was indeed terrifying.
And his methods were equally ruthless. He had wiped out the entire Mo Rock Dynasty without hesitation.
Someone like this… was definitely not an enemy to make.
Lin Fan ignored the surrounding stares. As he opened Shi Kun's spatial pouch, he found exactly what he'd expected—a second Ancient Secret Key. Satisfied, he gave a slight nod.
Then, looking at the bare-chested man and the woman in purple, he smiled faintly and said, "Well, now that the show's over, shouldn't you two pay a bit for your front-row seats?"
The expressions of both darkened.
After exchanging glances, the man asked seriously, "How much Nirvana Pills does Brother Lin Fan want?"
In the original story, this man had stepped in when Lin Dong gained the upper hand, trying to stop the conflict with Shi Kun. But this time, after witnessing Lin Fan's power and ruthlessness, he no longer had the courage.
He could only grit his teeth and accept the extortion.
But Lin Fan said lightly, "You misunderstood. I'm not asking for Nirvana Pills. I have a hobby… collecting rare things. Hand over your Ancient Secret Keys."
Shua!
The bare-chested man and the woman's faces shifted again.
They had already shown deference, yet Lin Fan was pushing his luck even further. Wasn't this too much?
After all their efforts to obtain the keys, Lin Fan was now demanding them outright. How could they just hand them over?
The gathered onlookers wore varied expressions, turning their eyes to the two—wondering how they would respond.
The man's face twisted with conflicting emotions. Finally, he said in a deep voice, "You already have two Ancient Secret Keys. And now you want ours too? Isn't that excessive?"
"The Ancient Treasury holds countless treasures. Do you intend to keep them all for yourself? Even if we agree, the other dynasties watching won't accept it!"
His words caused many in the crowd to shift uneasily, unsure how to respond.
Lin Fan chuckled coldly. "Trying to rally others to pressure me? You chose the wrong target."
"Great Wilderness Imprisoning Heaven Finger—One Finger to Imprison Heaven and Earth!"
With a low chant, Lin Fan raised a single finger and pointed toward the bare-chested man.
In an instant, an ancient, massive finger materialized out of thin air. It pierced through the clouds, roaring down from the sky like divine judgment!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
As it descended, a chain of explosions shook the heavens. Yuan power storms burst out in every direction.
BOOM!
The bare-chested man didn't even have time to defend himself. The terrifying finger struck him directly—his body exploded in a storm of blood and flesh!
RUMBLE!
The residual shockwaves blasted unlucky bystanders hundreds of meters away.
Crash—!
The onlookers from various dynasties scattered in horror, quickly distancing themselves from the man's remaining subordinates.
The woman in the purple-black dress, along with the other members of the Nether Spring Dynasty, felt a chill surge through their hearts.
"Senior Sister… just give him the key!"
Members of her dynasty hurriedly whispered.
Biting her lip, unwilling but powerless to resist, the woman finally sighed.
"Lord Lin, I'll give you the Ancient Secret Key."
She pulled it from her spatial pouch and respectfully handed it over.
Lin Fan reached out and took it, smiling.
"You made a wise choice. Truthfully, even if I didn't act, plenty of hidden experts were already eyeing your key. They wouldn't let you keep it anyway."
"But don't worry. The Ancient Secret Keys only serve to open the treasury. I'll open it on time so everyone can enter and search for treasure."
This statement was directed not only at the Nether Spring Dynasty, but at all the surrounding dynasties.
Hearing this, most of the gathered forces relaxed a bit.
There wasn't much point in fighting for the keys now. If they could still enter the treasury and hunt for treasure, that was enough.
Their gazes toward Lin Fan shifted—less hostility, more awe.
Seeing Lin Fan no longer interested in harming them, the Nether Spring Dynasty members all let out sighs of relief.
Having wiped out the Mo Rock Dynasty and now holding all four Ancient Secret Keys, Lin Fan was in high spirits.
Ignoring the murmurs from the crowd, he led Lin Dong and Xiao Yan away from the ruined battlefield to a quieter spot, waiting for the day the Ancient Treasury would open.
In the meantime, Lin Fan's name swept across the entire Ancient Temple, causing an uproar.
After all, to one-shot a One Yuan Nirvana expert—his power was undeniably at the level of a regional overlord.
In fact, many were already ranking Lin Fan as the fifth strongest overlord in the entire northwestern region of the Ancient Battlefield.
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