Chapter 469: With Me Here, No One Can Hurt You!
Whoosh!
Just then, a piercing sound tore through the air as a figure flew in at lightning speed, distorting space with his momentum.
The stunned crowd looked up and saw a silhouette approaching like a streak of light, almost as if teleporting.
BOOM!
At that same moment, the massive demonic blade came crashing down, splitting the earth open with deep cracks like a spider web.
Countless horrified gazes stared at the explosion. The disciples of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, feeling their last shred of hope crushed, sank into despair.
"Senior Sister…"
Su Rou dropped to her knees, her eyes blankly watching the area consumed by dust and rubble. But just as her vision blurred with grief, the dust cleared—and revealed an untouched piece of land.
There, a tall figure in green stood firm, one arm wrapped protectively around Ling Qingzhu's waist.
A nearly invisible spatial barrier surrounded them, shielding them completely from harm.
"That's… Big Brother… Lin Fan?"
Su Rou stared blankly at the figure. The next moment, an expression of utter disbelief and overwhelming joy surged across her face.
Ling Qingzhu's beautiful eyes locked onto the man beside her. Her teeth bit gently into her lip, drawing a thin trail of blood. The warmth of the hand on her waist made her heart waver.
"Leave the rest to me. As long as I'm here, no one will hurt you."
Lin Fan turned slightly to her and spoke in a gentle tone.
At that moment, even someone as composed and cold as Ling Qingzhu couldn't help but feel her nose sting with emotion. Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears.
She looked at him, their complicated past and countless memories flooding back, leaving her heart in turmoil.
Before she could say anything, Lin Fan bent down and scooped her into his arms.
The sudden lift left Ling Qingzhu momentarily dazed. When she came to her senses, she began to struggle fiercely.
"Don't move," Lin Fan said firmly, exerting a bit of pressure. His tone brooked no refusal.
Ling Qingzhu's body stiffened slightly. She tilted her head back and stared at his now more mature face. Biting her lip, she eventually stopped resisting—only her clenched fists revealed the inner turmoil in her heart.
"Big Brother Lin Fan, it really is you! You came back! I knew you would!"
Su Rou and the other Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace disciples watched in stunned silence. Then, seeing Lin Fan walking toward them with Ling Qingzhu in his arms, Su Rou broke into a radiant smile.
Lin Fan gently placed Ling Qingzhu down in front of Su Rou. Seeing the worry on the young girl's face, he smiled. "You did well."
The next moments were filled with greetings and catching up. The disciples quickly gathered around Ling Qingzhu, deeply concerned about her injuries.
"Take care of your Senior Sister Qingzhu," Lin Fan said softly to Su Rou as Yuan Gate's forces drew near.
"Be careful, Big Brother Lin Fan. That Yuan Gate Grand Elder is really strong," Su Rou said, biting her lip.
Ling Qingzhu, too, looked at Lin Fan and after a brief hesitation, softly whispered, "Be careful."
Lin Fan nodded. Under countless nervous gazes, he walked calmly toward the enemy.
Raising his head, he looked directly at Lu Feng, the Grand Elder of Yuan Gate. A sharp killing intent flickered in his eyes.
"And who might you be? You think you can meddle in Yuan Gate's affairs?" Lu Feng asked coldly, glaring down at Lin Fan.
"I won't just meddle," Lin Fan said with a faint smile, "I'll destroy Yuan Gate."
Lu Feng's eyes gleamed coldly. Just as he was about to reply, several Yuan Gate elders appeared beside him.
"Grand Elder, this must be Lin Fan from Dao Sect!" one said urgently.
"Oh?" Lu Feng was mildly surprised. His gaze swept over Lin Fan. "So, it's you—the savage brat who fled the Eastern Xuan Region three years ago. Now you dare crawl back? Perfect. I'll eliminate you myself!"
Lin Fan's voice was calm. "And I'll collect some interest from Yuan Gate, starting with you."
"Courting death!"
A Yuan Gate elder roared, his killing intent surging as he lunged forward, yuan power bursting in a devastating punch that ripped through the air toward Lin Fan.
The blow struck with such force that the earth split apart in a massive trench.
But Lin Fan didn't even glance at him. His eyes remained on Lu Feng.
As the punch neared, Lin Fan finally raised his hand—and gently clenched it.
In an instant, a flaming spear materialized, swirling with a fiery vortex at its tip.
With a flick of his wrist, the spear thrust forward!
BOOM!
The spear cut through the air, trailing a blazing tail. It collided with the elder's punch and shattered it completely.
Before the elder could react, the spear pierced through his chest.
BOOM!
With a thunderous explosion, the elder's body erupted into flames—consumed entirely. Even his soul was reduced to ash.
In just a few breaths, a Reincarnation Stage powerhouse was annihilated.
His execution was even swifter and more decisive than Ling Qingzhu's earlier display.
"…What…"
The disciples of Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, who had been watching with wide eyes, now stared at Lin Fan like they had seen a ghost.
Ling Qingzhu's strength had come from a full cultivation inheritance—yet Lin Fan, after vanishing for three years, had returned this terrifyingly strong?
"Big Brother Lin Fan is amazing!" Su Rou clung to Ling Qingzhu's arm, her face glowing with excitement.
Ling Qingzhu, for her part, looked at Lin Fan with complicated eyes. A sigh escaped her lips.
After all these years… he's finally surpassed me.
"Now then… it's your turn."
Lin Fan clapped his hands, smiling as he looked up at the stunned Yuan Gate elders in the sky.
Lu Feng's cold smile finally faded. His eyes narrowed.
The boy was no longer one to be underestimated.
"It seems you've improved a lot in three years," Lu Feng said coldly. "But if you think that's enough to destroy Yuan Gate… you're still just a child."
A terrifying killing intent erupted from his body. Waves of demonic energy mixed with yuan power surged behind him like a sea.
Then, with a swing of his hand, that energy formed into a thousand-foot-long blade of demonic power, which slashed down toward Lin Fan.
"Heavenly Yuan Slash!"
From the very first strike, Lu Feng demonstrated strength far beyond any other Yuan Gate elder. Even the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace disciples gasped in fear—their hearts pounding wildly.
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