Escape

Chapter 656: Fleeing in Panic

“Clang, clang, clang…”

At this moment, the clashing of weapons was ear-piercing, shaking the Time River, with large cracks appearing everywhere and symbols blooming in vast swathes.

The great Immortal Cauldron propelled by Lin Fan was like the greatest mountain from ancient times, heavier than a sea of stars, suppressing all things in the heavens and earth with billions of strands of Immortal light.

The Gray-haired Being was similar; although he had put away the golden gourd, the great halberd he had newly taken out was also extraordinary, a King's Magical Artifact.

It was clear that for such a master, who had killed countless enemies in the Boundary Sea and accumulated vast resources, there was never a shortage of supreme Magical Artifacts.

“Boom!”

Another Peak collision occurred, and immortal radiance illuminated the Boundary Sea, illuminating ancient and modern times, as a Time River surged between the two.

This was not a cross-temporal battle, but a terrifying phenomenon caused by the overwhelming power unleashed!

Lin Fan frowned; since his Cultivation had reached the pinnacle, this was the first time he had encountered such a tough battle, which instantly shocked all beings in the Boundary Sea.

“Pfft!”

The great halberd continuously cleaved out cross-shaped rifts, as if it wanted to split open the Boundary Sea. Lin Fan took a hit on his shoulder, and blood splattered.

If he hadn't Cultivated the Undying Scripture, making his Physical Body as solid as a divine weapon, any other Immortal King would have had half his body severed.

“Collect!” the Gray-haired Being lightly shouted.

The golden gourd on his back glowed, permeated with Chaos, and began to snatch Lin Fan's spilled essence blood, intending to refine it to repair his Magical Artifact.

“Get lost!”

Lin Fan roared, and all the essence blood flowed back. He then waved his long banner, sending out billions of strands of thunder light, striking towards the cracks on the gourd.

“Crack!”

Although the golden gourd was strong and not indestructible, it was, after all, damaged. How could it withstand such an attack? More cracks appeared on it.

One of the larger cracks, under Lin Fan's fierce bombardment, continuously expanded, with fragments flying off as if it was about to explode.

“Damn it, if it weren't for the battle with that woman from the burial ground years ago, which damaged my Magical Artifact, how could this be!”

The Gray-haired Being raged, feeling a pang of heartache for his supreme Treasure. He had refined it for a long time, and it had just begun to recover, but now the damage was even more severe.

However, Lin Fan didn't care about any of that. He counterattacked immediately, swift as a ghost, entangling the golden gourd, vowing to shatter it.

The Gray-haired Being felt distressed and retreated a few steps, not wanting his Magical Artifact to be destroyed by a direct clash, but instead, the attack landed on him.

“Boom!”

Lin Fan's punch, unstoppable, slammed into the opponent's chest, causing it to collapse and bones to snap.

With a 'pfft', the Gray-haired Being coughed up a mouthful of blood, his chest exploded, and he staggered backward, his face filled with surprise.

In this era, who could be stronger than Lin Fan in terms of Physical Body? After all, he used his body as a seed, integrating the Undying Scripture, continuously developing the Treasure Trove within him.

Such a major collision, such a hard clash, would only make him fight with more vigor.

“Hiss!”

At the same time, Lin Fan waved the black long banner, emitting an eerie dark light. Wherever it passed, it devoured the essence blood dropped by the opponent.

Furthermore, the long banner rolled with dark mist, and the roars of Immortals and Devils emanated from it, as if the gates of Hell had opened, a terrifying sight!

This was very unusual; clearly, the same person had forged both Magical Artifacts, the great Immortal Cauldron was sacred, yet the long banner possessed a demonic nature.

One righteous, one evil, their combination was truly inconceivable.

“Old scoundrel, die!” Lin Fan roared, controlling myriad souls, as one Immortal King Primordial Spirit after another flew out, assisting him in the attack.

The Gray-haired Being was astonished; at a glance, there were actually over a dozen Immortal King Primordial Spirits, and it seemed he had even met some of them.

What did this represent? Lin Fan's glorious battle record.

How many ancient Kings were there? They could be counted. He alone had killed over a dozen of them, truly shocking!

The most terrifying thing was that he refined his defeated foes into Puppets, weapons of war. If unleashed, others would be subjected to a siege by multiple Kings.

One might ask, how could anyone fight against that?

“Whoosh!”

Finally, the Gray-haired Being turned and fled, not wanting to entangle himself further.

He felt that this young man was too strange; he didn't know where this Giant had emerged from, and the fight had truly bewildered him.

In this battle, he could be said to have overextended himself; not only did he fail to collect essence blood to repair his Magical Artifact, but his supreme Treasure was also damaged even more severely.

“Where do you think you're going?!”

Lin Fan pursued, his hair disheveled, covered in blood, yet possessing a wildness, with the Immortal Cauldron above his head and the Soul Banner in his hand.

“Oh my heavens, the Giant Qu Chong, who roamed the Boundary Sea, is being chased! What happened? And who is this young man?”

In the Boundary Sea, many beings who witnessed this scene were immensely shocked and recognized one of the combatants.

For a time, the Giant named Qu Chong fled ahead, with Lin Fan in hot pursuit, their battle shaking the heavens and earth, and making ghosts weep!

Between them, Immortal King beams boiled, and immortal Qi surged. With each strike, the waves in the sea crashed against the sky.

The Boundary Sea was vast and boundless; a single step could traverse many shattered Realms. Thus, what seemed close was actually very far apart.

Coupled with the hazy gray mist in the sea, it was easy for people to lose their bearings, making it difficult to find someone.

However, Lin Fan pursued too closely; no matter how fast the opponent ran, even across hundreds of millions of miles, his Divine Thought remained locked on.

This enraged Qu Chong. As a Giant, when had he ever been so disheveled? He roared, “Young man, do you think I am easily bullied?!”

“Ridiculous, didn't you make the first move, trying to kill me for my blood?” Lin Fan sneered.

During this period, the two continuously engaged in battles, terrifying beyond measure, with blood splattering—their supreme essence blood.

Qu Chong tried to shake him off, his face grim, but Lin Fan never gave up, chasing him all the way, vowing to chop him down.

After all, this was a Giant. Since they were enemies, letting him escape would be tantamount to letting a tiger return to the mountains, with endless future troubles.

Therefore, Lin Fan was determined to slay the opponent.

“Hiss!”

Above Lin Fan's head, a Universe appeared, within which a Law battle spear condensed, resplendent and dazzling, reflecting all heavens.

This was an Immortal spear, composed of the essence sublimated from his various Realms of the Physical Body, representing his entire Dao Cultivation.

“Hiss!”

The next moment, he gripped the long spear and hurled it with immense force. Like an arrow leaving the bowstring, it streaked across the sky, piercing through myriad domains.

It was incredibly fast, flying out like that, transcending the constraints of time, breaking the rules of space, shattering all, and crushing all.

“Pfft!”

The Immortal spear, arriving later, struck first, as if carrying the power of a great Universe, piercing through the abdomen of the fleeing Qu Chong.

“Ah…”

Immediately, a tragic cry rang out. Qu Chong's body separated, turning into a bloody mist.

But he was decisive; he directly abandoned a part of his Physical Body, carrying a mass of essence blood, and continued to flee forward.

As he passed an island, he even activated an ancient formation, directly teleporting away from that place and disappearing.

Lin Fan frowned. He chose to follow, traversing the Boundary Sea for an unknown distance. When he reappeared, he was already near the Dam.

This greatly surprised him; the opponent actually controlled an ancient path of return, indicating his background was absolutely profound, and he knew many secrets.

Subsequently, Lin Fan continued his pursuit, ascending the Dam, until he saw a city and stopped. That was one of the portals to the foreign Realm.

He saw a blood-stained figure, dragging a broken body, directly entering without obstruction.

“He entered the foreign Realm?”

Lin Fan sighed softly, realizing that he probably couldn't kill the opponent, so he stopped and did not pursue again.

“Now that I'm ashore, I might as well go back to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths to take a look…”