Chapter 432: The Xiao Symbol Master — Blood Dragon Hall Retreats!
"Ahhh!"
A sharp, agonized scream echoed across the skies of Thunder Abyss Mountain.
The blue-robed man struck by the silver-white pillar of light instantly lost the glow in his eyes, crashing to the ground—dead on the spot.
His companion, though not hit directly, was caught in the edge of the spiritual storm. A searing pain lanced through his head, and his body wavered in midair, nearly falling.
Hiss—!
Chen Tong, Huo Miao, and the other Thunder Abyss cultivators all gasped in unison, their hearts shaking.
"That's… where Lord Lin Fan is in seclusion!"
"That seemed like a spiritual technique. I never imagined Lord Lin Fan's spiritual power would be even more terrifying than his yuan power!"
"He just instant-killed a peak Death Profound Realm expert… That's insane!"
"What if the Blood Dragon Hall retaliates?"
…
Inside the secluded stone chamber on Thunder Abyss Mountain.
Lin Fan's eyes slowly opened after over a month of meditation. Within his dark pupils was the vast depth of the night sky, and for a moment, a trace of disorientation flickered in them.
But it quickly passed. Lin Fan stood from the Yuan-Gathering Mat with a satisfied smile.
"Finally broke into the Xiao Symbol Master realm. Though… looks like there's a small disturbance outside."
With a soft murmur, he casually stored the mat away. The space around him rippled—and in the blink of an eye, he appeared high in the skies above Thunder Abyss Mountain.
The surviving Blood Dragon Hall commander was attempting to flee—only to find a green-robed figure silently appear in his path, making him freeze in panic.
Lin Fan looked at him with a calm smile. "Since you came all this way, why rush to leave?"
"You must be Thunder Abyss Mountain's new Beast Marshal… That earlier attack was just a misunderstanding…" the blue-robed man said cautiously.
Though Lin Fan's yuan power was only at Major Completion of the Death Profound Realm, that spiritual might just now had left a deep impression on him.
It wasn't just spiritual power—Lin Fan had clearly entered the level of a true Symbol Master. He might even rival Reincarnation-level experts. As someone at Full Completion, the commander knew he had to tread carefully.
"My brother is the new Marshal. He's still in seclusion," Lin Fan said flatly. "So who are you, and why did you come? If it concerns Thunder Abyss Mountain, I can make the decisions."
"We're from the Blood Dragon Hall, here on behalf of Lord Blood Dragon," the blue-robed man replied. "He's already been informed of what happened to Xu Zhong."
"And?" Lin Fan asked with a faint smile.
"Lord Blood Dragon wants to know… whether Thunder Abyss Mountain still wishes to remain under the Hall's leadership?" the man said after some hesitation.
With the name of the Blood Dragon backing him, he regained a bit of confidence—but not enough to be arrogant before Lin Fan.
"And if we agree… what does that mean? What do we gain?" Lin Fan asked casually.
"You'll need to offer three hundred million Xuan Yuan Pills annually. Also, in about a month, the Ancient Divine Treasure Vault will open. By rule, any divine artifacts found by Thunder Abyss Mountain in the past ten years must be turned over to the Hall…"
"That's the same for all subordinate forces," the man added. "In return, Blood Dragon Hall will… offer protection."
"We don't need Blood Dragon Hall's protection," Lin Fan said coldly. "So no Xuan Yuan Pills. And divine treasures? We're not done collecting them for ourselves—so nothing for you either."
"Stay out of our way. If you want to play 'leader,' fine. Just don't get in our way."
Lin Fan wasn't ready to fully declare war on Blood Dragon Hall. Not yet.
He planned to wait for the Divine Treasure Vault to open—and only after that would it be time to act.
With time so short, he had no interest in stirring up more trouble.
"I… see." The blue-robed commander's expression twisted. In the end, he swallowed his pride and held back his anger.
"Go on. Leave," Lin Fan said casually with a wave of his hand.
The man gave a silent bow, then quickly turned and fled.
Lin Fan glanced at a corner of the sky. He could faintly sense the presence of a powerful soul—likely the Blood Dragon Beast Marshal himself.
Apparently, the man hadn't dared show himself after sensing Lin Fan's spiritual strength.
Lin Fan didn't mind. Less hassle for him.
Not long after the commander left, Xiao Yan and Lin Dong emerged from seclusion, and the three brothers convened again to discuss the matter.
Chen Tong and the others were nervous—but Lin Fan's trio was completely unconcerned.
…
In a space shrouded in black light…
The void was dark, yet an ocean of energy surged silently.
From the depths of that darkness, a horrifying pressure slowly leaked into the void.
Buzz…
The silence stretched endlessly—until a faint golden light flickered into the space. It floated deeper in, but halfway through, its energy ran out and it vanished completely.
But before it disappeared, a faint sonic pulse rippled outward.
From the depths of the void… something stirred.
The black sea of energy suddenly roared to life like crashing waves.
Then—whoosh!
Two massive bat wings, thousands of feet long, unfurled from the shadows, blotting out the void itself.
Across the wings were ancient, intricate purple-gold patterns. Along the edges, icy gleams sparkled—sharp enough to tear space itself.
A dreadful aura surged outward—one that could devour the heavens.
"This fluctuation…"
Between the bat wings, two enormous dark-gold eyes opened, radiating unrestrained savagery.
The eyes locked onto the point where the pulse had vanished.
Then, with a twitch of the bat wings, the scattered fragments of the sound wave were drawn back—absorbed.
The creature absorbed the pulse silently.
Moments later, those dark-gold eyes widened—this time not with rage, but with a rare surge of excitement that even suppressed their innate violence.
"They've all arrived in the Demon Domain… Beast Domain, huh… Fine. I'll wait a little longer…"
"When Marten Lord finishes seclusion… I'll come find you."
"That stupid tiger… and Big Brother, Second Brother… the four of us… we'll finally be together again."
The voice slowly faded. The turbulent energy gradually settled.
And those massive, dark-gold eyes closed once more… disappearing into the depths of the void.
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