Chapter 316 The Hunt Begins

Chapter 316: The Hunt Begins

“Oh my god, little brother, you succeeded!”

Qing Yang Heavenly God exclaimed, utterly shocked. An eighteen-year-old Saint Offering was simply witnessing a miracle.

One must know that most geniuses and Primordials in the Three Thousand Provinces were still in the Venerable Realm at this age, a far cry from him.

“Is this Divine Rank combat power?”

Lin Fan was overjoyed. With a flip of his hand, he could grasp the clouds in the sky, as if he were omnipotent and invincible!

He could reach Nine Heavens to pluck the moon, and descend to the Nine Nether Underworld. His cultivation permeated the heavens and earth, giving him a feeling of unrivaled dominance.

Suppressing all enemies in the world!

Now, he could clearly perceive the changes in himself. Golden blood Qi surged, and his Mental Energy was terrifying, increasing by a large margin.

In a trance, Lin Fan's Primordial Spirit wandered through the Void Realm, able to enter and exit the vast Universe. The surrounding stars sparkled, all revolving around him.

This feeling was indescribable, yet incredibly beautiful. Overlooking everything above and below the heavens, all things in the world were within his grasp!

“Hmm, no!”

In an instant, Lin Fan awoke with a start, becoming vigilant and forcing himself to calm down.

“That was close, I almost got lost. Is this the after-effect of Saint Offering?” He thought to himself, the easier it was to get lost when the Dao was first formed, requiring self-vigilance.

But fortunately, he didn't fall into it and woke up in time, otherwise, his Primordial Spirit would have become muddled.

Next, he did not immediately go to kill the external enemies, but instead consolidated his cultivation, because he had just stepped into this Domain and it was not yet stable.

If his cultivation were to suddenly drop during a battle, it would undoubtedly be an extremely dangerous situation.

Subsequently, his blood Qi continued to grow, like a mighty river surging and turbulent, or like a vast ocean rising and falling with rolling waves.

Compared to earlier, his Divine Power was more abundant, and his strength had increased significantly.

“Indeed, if I had lost myself, I would have missed the opportunity for my Dao to advance, as well as the insights gained during the moment of Breakthrough.”

Lin Fan muttered to himself, sitting cross-legged on the ground, as if he had merged with heaven and earth, resonating with all things, becoming a part of them.

In the end, he was like an Innate Deity, with stars born and destroyed as his eyes opened and closed, his Divine Might astonishing the world!

Is this Divine Rank combat power? Standing at the Peak of the Mortal world, completely incomparable to previous Realms, lofty and supreme.

Unconsciously, there was already a great majesty, suppressing any lower Realm beings, insurmountable.

At this moment, even if more True Gods came, it would be useless; a single strike could wipe them all out.

Then, the sage wood glowed, gathering streaks of light that washed over Lin Fan's body as he performed his final consolidation.

Yue Chan's Uncle stood by as Protector. This young man truly surprised him; in the future, he would be his equal.

“Perhaps I can’t even defeat him anymore…” He sighed lightly, suddenly feeling old, as the younger generation pushed forward.

At the same time, he also had a sense of anticipation: a person with Three Immortal Qi, how far would he go in the future?

Undoubtedly, Lin Fan's future was destined to be glorious and brilliant, surpassing the past Sages of Butian Sect.

“Heh, no matter how powerful he is, he still has to call me 'Old Brother' and 'Uncle'!” Thinking of this, Qing Yang Heavenly God chuckled happily.

Outside the small forest.

“Is this junior really still inside?”

The Nether Tribe Celestial God began to deeply doubt. So many days had passed, and they had been continuously interfering with sound waves, yet there was no effect.

However, the Immortal Palace Celestial God, holding a secret treasure, was certain that the little bastard was in this绝地 and had not left.

On the other side, after an unknown period, Lin Fan finally consolidated his Dao, with no further increase, and a Heavenly God's Divine Might emanated from him, inspiring awe.

However, he was still observing himself, not taking action.

Because, as he knew, in the Saint Offering Domain, cultivation was very unstable, fluctuating. When strong, he could fight a Heavenly God; when weak, he was not even as good as Divine Fire.

Unless all three of his Immortal Qi formed Dao petals, only then would his cultivation not fluctuate.

Therefore, he had to understand his own situation before deciding whether to go out and spar with someone to test his combat power.

A few days later, he felt his strength change, rapidly falling from the Peak, instantly to True God, then to Divine Fire.

This change was too sudden, catching people off guard and unstoppable.

In a trance, Lin Fan had a misconception that he was about to become a Mortal; his blood Qi was receding, and his Primordial Spirit power was also weakening.

Fortunately, it stopped when it dropped to the Divine Fire Realm, so he didn't truly become a powerless ordinary person.

Afterward, he silently comprehended and observed carefully.

It wasn't until several days later that his blood Qi surged, his Dao cultivation soared, and he began to ascend again, returning to the Saint Offering Domain.

“How truly miraculous!” Qing Yang Heavenly God was quite surprised; he had never undergone Saint Offering, so he had never seen such a situation.

Clearly, such changes were immense, from Peak to valley and back to Peak, ebbing and flowing like a Reincarnation.

Lin Fan was momentarily lost in thought, but did nothing, constantly observing to determine how long the Peak and trough periods each lasted.

Half a month passed, and he finally decided to emerge from seclusion, having grasped a certain pattern: each period could be maintained for two to four days.

“The hunt begins!”

Lin Fan stood up, his black hair fluttering, his eyes like two sharp bolts of lightning, emanating waves of coldness.

At the same time, the aura of a Heavenly God permeated, and this feeling was wonderful, as if he could pluck stars and seize the moon with a raised hand, or shatter great stars.

Upon reaching the outside, he saw three Heavenly Gods: one with dense Yin Qi, another emitting Dragon Qi, and the last one with an Immortal-like demeanor.

At this moment, he instantly recognized that the three came from the Nether Tribe, Demon Dragon Dao Gate, and Immortal Palace, all Dao lineages with whom he had enmity.

Furthermore, their patience seemed quite good; he had been in seclusion for several months, yet they were still waiting here.

It was clear that their desire to kill him was extremely strong!

One must not forget that this place was the No Man's Land, extremely dangerous. Staying too long could lead to death at any time.

“Indeed, Fellow Daoist, you were right; he was inside and actually came out alive!” The Heavenly God sitting in the Void Realm was prominent and slightly astonished.

As for the Fellow Daoist he mentioned, it naturally referred to the Immortal Palace Celestial God; if not for his insistence against all objections, they would have long since given up guarding.

“What, only the three of you left?” Lin Fan scoffed, with a hint of disdain.

Hearing this, the faces of these few instantly changed, filled with rage, looking extremely angry, their Killing Intent soaring.

Clearly, when their group arrived, there were definitely more than three of them, but once they reached this place, only half remained.

Initially, a strange wind blew, turning one into a mist of blood; passing by a pile of ancient graves, another was devoured; and another, greedy, was cut down by withered grass.

Of course, those who survived were not in much better shape, covered in dust and dirt, looking disheveled and losing all their former glory.

“Junior, your death is nigh. If you hand over the secrets on your person, we can give you a swift end!” The Immortal Palace Celestial God's gaze was cold.

“Heh, big words. Your greatest mistake was staying here for so many days without giving up and leaving,” Lin Fan said calmly.

“Do you think with only him, a Heavenly God, you can protect yourself and survive?”

The Nether Tribe Celestial God stepped forward, quickly positioning himself between Lin Fan and Qing Yang Heavenly God, intending to separate them and defeat them one by one.

“No need, he won't make a move. I alone can kill all of you!” Lin Fan declared霸气ly, releasing his terrifying might.