Chapter 487: Chapter 487

Qin Yang looked up at the situation in the sky and said softly, "Do you think perhaps we’re just being too timid, imagining everything in the worst way? The treasure is right in front of us, yet we’re so scared we don’t even dare to move."

Xiang Fei remained silent for a long while before finally speaking.

"If it were in the past, I wouldn’t agree with you. But now, I think you’re right—we are indeed being a bit cowardly."

Perhaps Qin Yang was correct.

They really were too frightened to take action. While other prodigies passing by had no fear and directly snatched at the treasure, when those people safely made off with it, they immediately struck and killed them afterwards.

What was the point of that?

Mie Sheng’s aura was sharp and unstoppable. The ancient sword they were all vying for was embedded in the ground, and no one had dared to take it yet. At this point, it was no longer about the sword but rather about who could remain standing. Whomever could still stand, the ancient immortal sword would belong to them.

"You’re strong, but I strongly advise you to stop here and leave this place. Otherwise, in the end, not only will you fail to obtain the ancient sword, but you’ll lose your life over it."

Those with power always speak with such arrogance.

When encountering treasure, they simply tell you, "Don’t dig your own grave. If you want to live, you need to know when to give up."

Lin Fan said, "I see that your cultivation wasn’t easy. To have reached your current level of capability, you should feel content. Do you know what happens to the pigs raised in my pig farm?"

"If you’ve got any sense, why not go back to wherever you came from? I can promise not to make a move against you."

If it’s about talking big, anyone can do that.

Even if you’re arrogant, so what? I’m more arrogant than you—what can you do about it?

"Interesting. I’ve roamed the Immortal Realm, cutting down so-called prodigies—if not fifty, then at least thirty of them. You’re the first I’ve wanted to give a chance to, but you’re so unappreciative of it."

"Since that’s the case, you’re asking for death."

As soon as he finished speaking.

A murderous intent surged forth. Mie Sheng’s killing aura was direct, with no concealment whatsoever. When he said he would kill you, he made sure you felt it clearly.

In an instant, massive changes occurred above Lin Fan’s head. A ferocious eyeball appeared, emitting a bizarre beam of light that enveloped Lin Fan.

"This feeling... something’s not quite right."

He realized his mana was no longer flowing smoothly, his strength had been suppressed, and even his physical body seemed to be eroding.

To think that this guy, who looked kind of slow and foolish, had actually mastered a Tao Level Divine Power. Although it currently lacked any lethal force, it was a powerful auxiliary skill.

A loud, thunderous sound reverberated throughout.

Mie Sheng unleashed another awe-inspiring divine skill. The ground beneath him caved in instantly, cracks spreading through the void as it shattered entirely. His speed was so astonishing it reached an extreme limit.

By the time anyone reacted, only Lin Fan had discerned Mie Sheng’s movements.

He soared into the air, slashing downward with his sword.

The momentum was overwhelming, carrying the force to split heaven and earth.

The deafening collision shook the heavens and the earth.

Countless strands of scripture floated out of Lin Fan’s body. Faced with this Killing Divine Ability, Lin Fan was forced to use his Heavenly Dao level Demon Crossing Scripture; otherwise, that earlier strike might not have left him unscathed.

Mie Sheng frowned slightly.

But his onslaught didn’t stop. He tapped lightly into the void with his sword, and with each tap, the void collapsed dramatically. Suddenly, Mie Sheng seized the opportunity, wielding the sword in his hand. The sword’s light aimed directly for Lin Fan’s throat.

"Damn it. I was playing around, but now you’re going for the kill? Fine, no more holding back." Lin Fan noticed Mie Sheng’s ruthlessness, each move one designed to kill, showing no intention to spare.

Lin Fan’s five fingers formed into a blade and swung fiercely.

Sharp and radiant, his attack swept outward. The void and space tore as though they were made of paper.

Mie Sheng’s previously calm demeanor twisted drastically as he sensed danger, raising his sword to parry.

Mie Sheng’s body was hurled backward, smashing into the cliffs of a nearby abyss, sending clouds of thick dust billowing into the air.

"Was it necessary?" Lin Fan asked.

Qin Yang clapped and cheered, "Well done! That’s the way to deal with this guy. Acting all cold and aloof—who does he think he’s impressing? What’s with that smug attitude!"

Xiang Fei glanced at Qin Yang, feeling utterly helpless. Why are you acting so cocky?

The guy couldn’t defeat Brother Lin, but do you really think he couldn’t deal with you?

Someday, when your luck turns for the worse and you run into him, you’ll probably end up kneeling and calling him daddy.

"Brother Xiang, from the look in your eyes, it seems like you’re feeling pity. Are you feeling bad for that cold-hearted guy?"

"You really don’t need to."

"Brother Lin already gave him a chance. The pity is, he didn’t appreciate it."

Xiang Fei didn’t want to say another word. Talking with Qin Yang was exhausting, and trying to make him understand the reality of things was an even more insurmountable challenge.

Han Li, on the other hand, was utterly shocked.

When he had fought with Lin Fan and lost, he had thought that with the power of his fused dragon bone, he wouldn’t lose to any other prodigies. But now, seeing Lin Fan fight against someone else...

The gap between them was enormous.

If Lin Fan had intended to kill him back then, it wouldn’t have taken much effort—just one move would have been enough.

The sound of falling rubble filled the air.

The dust slowly dispersed.

A figure rose from the deep pit.

Mie Sheng looked at the Immortal Sword in his hand, which had a crack running through it. Meanwhile, his arm bore a deep wound, exposing the bone, and even the bone itself had a visible fracture.

He hadn’t expected the opponent to be this strong.

This was the first time in a long while he had encountered such a powerful opponent.

"Come on, the two Divine Skills you used earlier were quite good, especially the one where you appeared quickly in front of me. It reminded me of a skill I practiced long ago. Let’s exchange some pointers," Lin Fan said.

He recalled a skill he had once picked up by chance.

The Sound-breaking Demon Saber Technique.

In the past, this Divine Skill had earned him great merit, cutting down countless powerful foes. Later, as his strength grew and stronger Divine Skills fell into his hands, he rarely used it anymore.

But a minor Divine Skill still had its uses.

As long as one’s own power was strong enough.

Even small things could make a big impact.

"Watch closely. Now, I’m gathering my fingers into a blade—this is the Sound-breaking Demon Saber Technique. Let’s see how its power compares to the techniques you’ve just displayed." Lin Fan raised his hand. Having not used this skill in ages, he felt a bit nervous.

What if it underperformed?

Lin Fan vanished from where he stood. The Sound-breaking Demon Saber Technique might have held a place in the cultivation world, but in the Immortal Realm, it was somewhat lacking.

Mie Sheng’s gaze locked on Lin Fan’s figure. Though his opponent’s speed was tremendous, it was still within his control. In that split second, Mie Sheng swung his sword.

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The sound of metal clashing echoed.

Shockwaves rippled out, countless sword lights scattering in all directions, carving marks into the once-smooth cliff face.

"Fellow cultivator, what do you think of my speed?" Lin Fan asked as he attacked.

Mie Sheng, unperturbed, replied, "Mediocre. Too slow, unbearably slow—like a crawling snail."

"Hahaha, I didn’t expect you to be this arrogant. Since that’s the case, I’ll speed up a bit." Lin Fan laughed, surprised at how proud this guy was.

Unleashing his Innate Divine Ability.

His speed increased dramatically.

Mie Sheng hadn’t anticipated that his opponent’s speed could still improve, catching him off guard. However, was such speed enough to overwhelm him? Absolutely not.

The shockwaves roared.

Shaking heaven and earth.

The tomb of a nearby mighty figure was caught in the aftermath, its mound flattened. A dim, lifeless skeleton was unearthed, spinning through the air before falling to the side—no one cared to notice.

Humans are such cold creatures.

Not only was the three-meter-high mound dashed to the ground, but even the remains within were flung out. Was this something people should do?

"Still slow, far too slow." Mie Sheng furrowed his brows, his mind tense to its limit, wary of any major mishaps. Yet his words continued to downplay his opponent.

Lin Fan smiled, accelerating even further. The sharpness of his attacks became increasingly terrifying, even utilizing the cutting-edge prowess of his Innate Divine Ability.

What Mie Sheng found unacceptable was—

This guy’s physical body. How the hell was he using his raw flesh to contend with him? Even his iron-tough sword fingers clashed forcefully with Mie Sheng’s Immortal Sword.

Lin Fan unleashed a strike, channeling power into the Sound-breaking Demon Saber Technique. The blow came down hard. Mie Sheng blocked it, his body forced to retreat. When his feet hit the ground, the earth cracked, and half his body sank into it.

"Heh." Lin Fan didn’t press the attack but stood silently.

He didn’t think lowly of his opponent in the slightest.

Their strength was evident for all to see.

They were far superior to anyone he had fought before.

"What do you think? Not bad for a minor Divine Skill I practiced long ago, right?" Lin Fan said.

Qin Yang clapped. "Amazing, absolutely amazing! Such power from a minor Divine Skill—surely only Brother Lin could unleash it . Anyone else would be hopeless!"

The flattery was spot on.

Xiang Fei didn’t say anything outwardly but inwardly agreed with Qin Yang. Not because the Divine Skill itself was extraordinary, but because the one using it was simply too domineering.

Han Li stood dumbfounded.

Was this really a "minor" Divine Skill?

Mie Sheng was half-buried, his body steaming. The power transmitted by that last attack was so overwhelmingly strong that he had to use a Divine Skill to divert it.

His long hair flowed as his gaze locked onto Lin Fan.

"Impressive, truly impressive."

"But if this is all you’ve got, do you really think it’s enough?"

Mie Sheng was someone supremely confident. Even knowing he might not win, he would never admit inferiority.

"Come, fight me again."

As Mie Sheng leapt forth from his deep embedment in the ground, a crisp cracking sound echoed.

The Immortal Sword in his hand, as though pushed to its limit...

Showed numerous cracks.

Soon after, it shattered, breaking into countless fragments that scattered across the ground.

PS: Taking leave today to adjust my schedule. Starting tomorrow, new Chapters for the new novel will update in the morning, while this novel will update in the afternoon. Two Chapters for the new book, four for the old one. If I miss even one, I’ll livestream myself eating shit.