Chapter 396 Grant You Eternal Life

Chapter 396: I Grant You Eternal Life

At these words, Lan Xian’s already pale face grew even whiter, and a chill ran down her spine.

Sure enough, the worst had happened; the other party coveted her Physical Body and intended to use her as a ‘breeding sow.’

“You and I are both descendants of the Chang Sheng Family, with Immortal Blood flowing within us. Our union will surely produce children with the strongest Bloodline.”

Feng Yan smiled sinisterly, examining Lan Xian as if she were a commodity, her life and death entirely within his control.

Then, he glanced at Lin Fan and nodded, “Not bad. This one is also a Prodigy of the Immortal Academy, carrying Immortal Qi and overflowing with vigorous Qi. He is a good treasure body.”

Clearly, Lin Fan was also considered prey, destined for the same fate: having his Dao Fruit seized and Soul replaced.

Lan Xian, being from a major clan, was not unfamiliar with this; some ancient demonic Legacies used others’ Physical Bodies to achieve their own goals.

“Feng Yan, a great catastrophe is approaching. By persecuting future seeds like this, are you declaring endless war against my Lan Family and the Immortal Academy?” Lan Xian rebuked.

“Heaven and Earth are destined for great Chaos. Even the Immortals of the Immortal Ancient Era couldn’t escape their fate, so who can stop it? Ultimately, all will fail, and blood will stain the wasteland.

I only need to use you two to cultivate a few peerless Masters to protect the Feng Clan, and nothing else matters.” Feng Yan said coldly.

“You are too despicable, selfish, heartless, and disregard the bigger picture! You will suffer divine retribution!”

Lan Xian cursed, her elegant image abandoned, knowing her impending fate.

While they conversed, Lin Fan remained calm. This wasn't the first time he had encountered such a situation, and he quietly moved his hand behind his back.

“Hmm, this is enough. I don’t have the patience to talk to you any longer. What resistance, what righteousness—in the face of another Realm, it’s all destined to be futile. It’s better to be selfish; only by surviving yourself is true.”

Feng Yan walked towards the two, his gaze profound and full of confidence. They were merely two Heavenly Gods, ants, how could they possibly resist?

“Don’t forget, my Master is still on the island. If something happens, he will surely sense it, and then you won’t be able to leave either.”

“You don’t need to worry about that. Since I dare to act, I naturally have a way to avoid the scrutiny of those old geezers.”

Feng Yan was calm and didn't take the threat to heart.

“Junior Brother, quickly kill me! Remember to strike hard and leave no Physical Body. I don’t want to be licked by a dog.”

Lan Xian transmitted her voice. At this point, she felt a sense of despair. Her prime years, yet to blossom, were about to end here.

“By the way, are all of your Feng Clan like dogs, so shameless?”

Lin Fan was indifferent. This was clearly a renowned senior, a super Master, yet he shamelessly harmed juniors.

At this moment, he somewhat understood why the Feng Clan was the first to betray during the war between the two Realms; it seemed there were early signs.

They were even more ruthless than Golden Grand Empress, and more detestable, because they had been secretly stabbing Nine Heavens in the back, harming Prodigies, making it impossible to guard against them.

“Haha, it’s been a long time since anyone dared to speak to me like that. Young man, your backbone is very stiff, but I like to reshape.” Feng Yan chuckled.

At this moment, whether it was Lin Fan or Lan Xian, they were merely two objects in his eyes, and he wasn't worried about any unforeseen circumstances.

“Hypocrite, disgraceful!” Lan Xian cursed wildly, filled with indignation.

“Curse away, curse away. Soon, you won’t be able to curse anymore.” Feng Yan’s face showed disdain, as if everything was within his grasp.

“Hey, do you know how miserable Feng Xinglie was when he died, how he knelt before me begging for mercy?” Lin Fan roared.

“You killed Lie’er?” Feng Yan’s eyes widened, a fierce glint flashing through them.

He raised his hand and grabbed at Lin Fan, intending to pull him over for further questioning, or perhaps to directly search his Soul.

However, at this very moment, a black long banner rose from behind Lin Fan, enveloped in Chaos Qi, its pressure filling the Heaven and Earth.

“Chii!”

A chaotic sword light swept out, striking the large hand with incredible speed, happening in a flash.

With a loud boom, before Feng Yan could react, his hand exploded, shattered into a mist of blood.

This change was too astonishing; even Lan Xian was dumbfounded.

As for Feng Yan, his face was ashen. He glanced at his severed wrist, which was bleeding profusely, unable to believe what had just happened.

For so many years, his cultivation had approached the Supreme Realm, reaching the heavens and earth, holding a revered position. Who could injure him like this?

Feng Yan looked deeply at the black long banner, his pupils contracting as he said, “A Supreme Magical Artifact!”

“Kacha!”

The next moment, bones reformed at his severed wrist, and flesh regenerated. When cultivation reached such a Realm, as long as one wasn't dead, this was naturally possible.

At the same time, he quickly retreated, putting some distance between them. This sudden change truly startled him.

“It’s just a weapon. How many times can you use it? You don’t know your place!” Feng Yan’s face was grim. His injury just now was completely unexpected.

If he didn't confront it head-on and focused on dodging, even a Supreme Magical Artifact wouldn't hit him, and he could easily wear the opponent down.

“Not killing you with one strike, and yet you’re not thinking of running, that’s your biggest mistake!” Lin Fan said.

As his words fell, another startling change occurred: around Feng Yan, one Divine Demon phantom after another appeared, emanating terrifying aura.

“When did they appear? Those old men are clearly not here, so how do you still have people protecting your Dao?”

Feng Yan was alarmed. Even as strong as he was, he retreated, feeling uneasy. Each of those phantoms was no weaker than him.

“Boom!”

At this moment, the Human Emperor Banner flew into the sky, shaking gently, causing the universe to collapse and black mist to descend, forming a gravitational vortex.

Feng Yan’s expression changed. He felt a huge suction force pulling at his Soul, trying to separate it from his body and drag it into the Nine Hells.

At the same time, those Divine Demon phantoms also moved. They had no Physical Bodies, like Yin spirits, helping to pull Feng Yan’s Soul.

“Not good!” Feng Yan cried out. This was too terrifying, too supernatural.

That black long banner could actually summon dead powerhouses to fight, harvesting the Primordial Spirits of living beings and turning them into Puppets.

It was truly too strange. He had never seen such a bizarre Chaos Magical Artifact. Even he, a powerful being, trembled and felt fear.

“Ah…”

Feng Yan shrieked, blood flowing from his brow, his forehead bone cracking. His Primordial Spirit was being forcibly pulled from his Physical Body.

He tried to stop it, using various Divine Abilities to shake off the ghostly entities缠绕 on him and escape the suction, but it was futile.

Most terrifyingly, as the black mist descended, his Primordial Spirit began to become muddled, turning sluggish and uncontrollable.

“…I remember now, it’s that demonic weapon, Saint…”

This was Feng Yan’s last unwilling cry. His Primordial Spirit completely left his body, covered by the black mist, and was absorbed into the black long banner.

Finally, only a complete corpse remained, motionless, lying on the ground.

At this scene, Lan Xian was petrified. The domineering Feng Yan, who had just been so powerful, was dead in an instant, it felt somewhat unreal.

She went limp, collapsing into Lin Fan’s arms, bewildered, “Is he really dead?”

“No, I granted him eternal life!” Lin Fan shook the long banner in his hand, and Feng Yan’s Soul flashed past.

In a sense, as long as the Human Emperor Banner remained, he had indeed achieved the eternal life everyone dreamed of.