Chapter 470: Slaying Reincarnation Experts, Shocking the World!
The blade light fell like a guillotine, splitting even space itself!
Facing the terrifying thousand-foot blade slash, Lin Fan's expression remained calm—completely unshaken. Just as the strike was about to land, a massive black hole suddenly materialized above his head.
Shhhh!
The blade plunged into the black hole with a faint rumble, and then—silence. The black hole spun a few times, then vanished as if it had never been there.
The surroundings returned to calm. It was as if the previous scene had been nothing but a dream.
"You can take one from me now," Lin Fan said with a faint smile, clenching his hands. The space around him instantly began to distort.
In the blink of an eye, space itself condensed into a massive thousand-foot spatial greatsword.
BOOM!
Gripping the sword, Lin Fan slashed it down toward Lu Feng without hesitation.
"You think I'm afraid of you?"
Lu Feng's expression turned serious, but he still put on a tough front.
Black light surged in his eyes, and his face twisted with violent, wicked energy. With a single step forward, a monstrous aura surged behind him, condensing into a massive demonic figure thousands of feet tall.
"Heavenly Yuan Demon Fist!"
His low growl shook the air. Clearly, Lu Feng was using his full strength—because Lin Fan made him feel a true sense of danger.
Lu Feng retreated into the giant demonic projection. Red beams shot from its eyes, and its colossal fist swung down with world-shattering force.
BOOM! BOOM!
Even before the punch landed, its pressure distorted the surrounding space. The entire floating island was shaken violently and began to collapse.
Whoosh!
Two dazzling lights streaked across the sky—Lin Fan's spatial blade and Lu Feng's demonic fist. Within seconds, they collided under countless gazes.
For a moment, even heaven and earth trembled.
BOOM!
A surge of indescribable energy exploded like ripples across the sky. The entire space was warped by the impact.
Countless eyes focused on the source of the collision. The disciples of Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace clenched their fists, sweat dripping from their palms.
Ling Qingzhu's gaze was locked on the sky. Her pupils suddenly contracted.
From the epicenter of the collision, a silver streak of light burst out—it was the spatial greatsword. Lu Feng's demonic punch shattered instantly under its assault!
The silver blade didn't stop—it continued upward, tearing space as it charged straight at the massive demonic projection.
ROAR!
The demon roared in defiance, sensing the danger. Its magic surged and formed a massive demonic barrier filled with oppressive evil energy.
But it barely delayed the sword for a breath.
BOOM!
The barrier shattered.
Before the demonic figure could react, the spatial blade cleaved directly into its chest.
"AAAHHHH!"
A blood-curdling scream rang out.
Endless demonic energy erupted from the projection as it faded rapidly—until it vanished completely.
Lu Feng reappeared, his chest marred by a deep, gruesome gash. His once fierce expression was now pale with fear.
"Y-You…"
Lu Feng stared at Lin Fan, unable to believe he had been defeated so quickly—even while using his full strength.
"Yuan Gate… won't let you live…"
He barely got the words out before his body split in two from the waist down, clean as glass.
THUD! THUD!
His two halves hit the ground with heavy thumps. Strangely, no blood spilled—his body had been cut too cleanly.
A streak of gold shot out from the remains—it was Lu Feng's soul attempting to flee.
Whoosh!
A golden flying dagger shot out of Lin Fan's body like lightning. In an instant, it caught up to the soul and—
Shlick!
—destroyed it completely.
The Grand Elder of Yuan Gate, Lu Feng, was dead.
All fell silent.
"…Big Brother Lin Fan won!"
After a long pause, Su Rou finally cried out, overjoyed.
The disciples of Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace were in disbelief. They had witnessed Lu Feng's terrifying strength—he had even defeated their Palace Master.
And yet, Lin Fan had killed him easily.
Their crisis… was finally over.
Beside them, Ling Qingzhu silently relaxed her tightly clenched fists. Her palm was slightly damp with sweat.
On the Yuan Gate side, the three remaining elders and the rest of their forces were frozen with fear, gazing at Lin Fan with expressions of pure terror.
"Attack together! Kill him! Avenge the Grand Elder!"
One of the elders shouted, his voice trembling with rage and fear.
"Yes!"
The disciples of Yuan Gate responded, their eyes glowing with demonic light. They roared, charging toward Lin Fan in madness—forgetting their fear.
But the three elders?
They turned and fled.
"…Cowards."
Lin Fan chuckled and shook his head, his voice filled with mockery.
Then—boom—two identical figures stepped out from his body.
What…?
Everyone watched in stunned silence.
In the next instant, all three Lin Fans vanished into spatial distortion.
It was One Qi Splits Into Three Pure Ones, one of Lin Fan's trump cards.
Using Spatial Traversal, the three Lin Fans split up instantly, each intercepting one fleeing elder.
Lin Fan raised his hand, gathering spatial power. Countless spatial blades surged forth, slicing one of the elders to pieces. His soul had no time to escape—he was gone.
At the same time, the other two Lin Fans executed their targets with the same ruthless efficiency.
With all three elders slain, Lin Fan merged his clones and returned to the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace.
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