Chapter 307: A Peculiar Smile

"What are you? Do you think you deserve me to give you Face? It would be more appropriate if your Ancestral Master came instead!"

Lin Fan glanced at him, a cold smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

Upon hearing this, the Immortal Palace Successor's Face turned gloomy, and a fierce, scorching rage welled up in his heart. He had actually been looked down upon; he gritted his teeth in secret.

One had to know that wherever he went, people from all sides would treat him with great respect. He had never been treated like this before; it was truly hateful.

Furthermore, his Ancestral Master was a Supreme, high above, looking down upon the world. How could this person dare to speak such wild words, putting himself on equal footing with his Ancestral Master?

As for Yao Kun, although his strength was lacking, he had spoken up for him after all. If he allowed him to be beaten to death, he would be losing his own Face.

"Release him, come over, and beg for forgiveness from my Immortal Palace, and I might spare your life!"

The Immortal Palace Successor's tone changed; it was no longer gentle but commanding, and it faintly revealed a sense of Killing Intent.

At the same time, he felt that it should have been like this from the beginning—to execute one as a warning to the hundred, and to let these people see that he was still invincible among his peers and that no one could offend him.

"Little chick, you want to try to fight me?" Lin Fan laughed loudly.

He stomped his foot, and the entire palace trembled. Behind him, the image of a massive Golden Winged Roc emerged, radiating ten thousand layers of golden light.

Then, a force of solar power permeated the air—extremely Yang and rigid, incomparably domineering—rushing toward Emperor Chong with a force that could crush anything in its path.

People gasped and all retreated, even exiting the great hall.

Because this person's Roc technique was too powerful; it formed in an instant, reaching a level of divine perfection. They estimated that he was likely a Primordial!

"Hmph, even if you come from the Golden Winged Roc race, it won't save you. Offend my Immortal Palace, and your end will only be the same as your ancestors!"

Emperor Chong was cold and ruthless. He formed a peerless hand seal, manifesting a Human Immortal with a solemn appearance, and struck forward.

"Boom!"

However, something unexpected happened. The solar power, which could break all laws, shattered the Human Immortal in an instant, as if it were made of paper.

"What?!" The Immortal Palace Successor was astonished.

"Bang!"

The next moment, before he could react, a slap landed, sending him flying and coughing up blood.

This scene made everyone tremble in their hearts, wondering if their eyes were deceiving them. Was the winner decided in just one blow?

Suddenly, it gave people a feeling of "I could do that too." The so-called Immortal Palace Successor was nothing more than this!

"Trash, do you think you're something just because you killed a successor of a Demonic Technique? You want to eliminate demons? I think your Immortal Palace is the real tumor of the Upper Realm." Lin Fan scolded.

"You are courting death…" Emperor Chong was burning with rage. He had been despised and lectured by someone; it was very ironic.

"What 'you' what? Has the Immortal Palace done few disgraceful things over the years? When you get beaten, stand still and take it!"

With a "slap," this time Lin Fan swatted him out of the great hall. His Face cracked, and he fell straight into the ground, unable to dodge even if he wanted to.

"Pfft!"

Emperor Chong spat out blood, his Face flushed red. This was not just because of his injuries, but more so from anger; his entire body was trembling.

At the same time, Lin Fan walked out of the great hall, came to the outside, and looked at the person lying on the ground in a sorry state. He felt a strange sense of satisfaction.

"The feeling of slapping people in the Face is really good!" He smiled slightly, as if he had found some amusement.

"Pfft!"

At this moment, the others also laughed. Seeing the arrogant Immortal Palace Successor fall from his pedestal, they could no longer hold it in.

"This guy is truly the same as always…"

Beside her, Qing Yi also smiled gently, her beautiful eyes sparkling with brilliance; she had already guessed who the man was.

In this Three Thousand Provinces, among the younger generation of Primordials, only he acted in such an unconventional and uninhibited way.

"Junior Sister Qing Yi, do you know him?" Phoenix Dance asked.

"No, I don't know him!" Qing Yi denied. Since the other party had not revealed his identity, she naturally had no need to say it.

"Uh…" Phoenix Dance was suspicious, feeling that there was something fishy going on.

"Ah… this is bullying too much!" Emperor Chong roared, his eyes fierce, and he wanted to sacrifice his Supreme treasure.

As a result, with a "bang," he was slapped again. His whole body flew sideways, his teeth fell out, and his mouth was full of blood; he didn't even have time to use his Magical Artifact.

His eyes were split with rage, but he was helpless. This person's strength and speed far exceeded his own; he didn't look like a Venerable Realm Cultivator at all, and he wasn't even at the Divine Fire Realm.

Thinking of this, he quickly suppressed his indignation, calmed down, and stopped moving. He said, "You are not in the Venerable Realm!"

Lin Fan was unfazed and said with a chuckle, "Did I ever say I was a Venerable?"

A group of people were stunned, and the Immortal Palace Successor was dumbfounded, unable to refute this because the person had never revealed his own information from the very beginning.

Moreover, they were the ones who attacked first; that person was only defending himself.

"This is a grand gathering prepared for the younger generation. Coming here with the status of a Senior is not appropriate, is it?" Emperor Chong questioned, his tone fierce but his heart weak.

Lin Fan was slightly startled upon hearing this, then smiled with a hint of peculiarity, saying, "Am I not young? I have only been cultivating for fourteen years."

For a moment, Emperor Chong was left speechless. Theoretically, the other party was indeed qualified to participate and belonged to the younger generation.

However, this person had not suppressed his cultivation for the sake of the Immortal Ancient, but had chosen to make a direct Breakthrough and ascend to the next realm.

It was just unknown… whether he had improved his cultivation relying on some kind of divine medicine or if he had cultivated up there himself. If it was the latter, that would be too astonishing.

Because they speculated that this person was likely a True God. To have such cultivation after only fourteen years of cultivation was truly shocking.

But some were disdainful, thinking that this was just a greenhorn who had just emerged, understood nothing, and was wasting his own talent.

If he entered the Immortal Ancient, participated in the Three Thousand Provinces war, fought for fortunes, and managed to survive in the end, his future achievements would be unimaginable.

"Swish!"

Lin Fan raised his hand and reached toward Emperor Chong. It was slow but powerful; his large palm covered the heaven and earth, making people tremble and unable to resist.

"Wait, Sen…ior, I am not convinced!" Divine light exploded in Emperor Chong's eyes as he said this to stop the other party from killing him.

"Oh, what are you not convinced about?" Lin Fan asked with interest.

Emperor Chong took a deep breath, stepped forward, and said, "You are a True God. Do you dare to give me a chance to fight at the same level? I only ask for fairness!"

At this moment, Emperor Chong could be considered courageous, thinking of ways to delay time, or rather, to escape.

"Hmm?"

Lin Fan was a bit surprised that he was called Senior by Emperor Chong and was asked for a fight at the same level, to be given a fair chance.

"Could it be that you, Senior, are afraid?" The Immortal Palace Successor shouted, using a provocation tactic.

"Good, then I will give you, this junior, a chance!" Lin Fan laughed loudly, feeling it was extremely interesting, which made people feel somewhat strange.

Although he knew the other party was delaying time and playing some small tricks, he didn't care; he was just a defeated opponent.

Furthermore, with his current strength and confidence, the world was vast—where could he not go? Would he be afraid of a small Venerable?

In fact, he also wanted to see what kind of expression Emperor Chong would have when he found out the truth after calling him Senior.

However, he imagined it would be very interesting; he might even be angered to death.