Lin Fan's words, upon reaching the ears of the crowd, were met with a moment of silence, followed by bursts of laughter.
To them, Lin Fan was merely boasting, courting death.
If that was the case, they would oblige him!
The crowd looked down upon Lin Fan, intending to annihilate him and serve as a deterrent to others.
The Great Elder sighed, lamenting, "What a pity. It wasn't easy for you to cultivate to the Tribulation Transcension realm, only to perish here. Why must you?"
The Second Elder scoffed, "Great Elder, why feign sympathy? Let's just kill him!"
The Third Elder concurred, "The Second Elder is right. How can the reputation of our sect be insulted by him? Let's just kill him!"
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
The crowd shouted in unison.
This scene, witnessed by onlookers from afar, caused them to hold their breath. For what was about to unfold was a battle of Tribulation Transcension realm cultivators. They might not even witness such a level of combat once in their lifetime. Each of them widened their eyes, unwilling to miss this rare opportunity.
Many also felt a pang of regret. It had taken such effort for this person to reach the Tribulation Transcension realm, only to meet his end here. Alas.
Others gloated, especially Li Qin's cousin. Initially, upon learning of Lin Fan's strength, he had been extremely envious of Li Qin, believing Li Qin had stumbled upon immense luck. But now, he felt at ease.
Li Qin was still as unlucky as ever.
However, in the next moment, everyone's eyes widened, revealing expressions of utter disbelief.
"How is this possible..."
As if he couldn't wait any longer, Lin Fan stepped into the air and lightly raised his arm.
Boom!
The void trembled, and weapons, each at the Pseudo-Divine level, emerged from the void.
Each of these weapons exuded immense power, so much so that the void itself could not contain it. The edges of the weapons sliced through the air, revealing streaks of spatial rifts.
This spectacle filled the onlookers with awe.
The Great Elder pointed at the myriad of weapons, his eyes wide. "What are these?"
Lin Fan sighed, "These countless weapons are all Pseudo-Immortal artifacts! It is indeed fitting that you die under Pseudo-Immortal artifacts. You have no regrets!"
"Die!"
With a command, the sky full of weapons descended.
Boom!
Endless radiance erupted. Wherever the weapons passed, space shattered, the void trembled, the earth cracked, and the sheer power of the light blinded all.
Within a radius of a hundred miles, the area was engulfed in tremors.
The onlookers were immediately caught in the aftermath, their horses stumbling, making it impossible for them to stand.
"This is bad! The light from this power is too immense! Let's flee!"
The crowd dared not linger and fled with great haste.
They were merely affected by the periphery; at most, they sustained minor injuries. However, the Great Elder and the others, who bore the brunt of the attack, were not so fortunate.
Lin Fan commanded, "Slash!"
A series of swords struck out.
With a thunderous roar.
All ten elders clutched their throats simultaneously, blood seeping from between their fingers as they stared with wide, terrified eyes.
"You... you are not in the Tribulation Transcension realm..." the Great Elder stammered, pointing at Lin Fan as he drew his last breath.
Lin Fan smiled. "When did I ever say I was in the Tribulation Transcension realm? How amusing! You paid the price of your lives for your arrogance. This is karma! Be more careful in your next life. Don't be so arrogant, because arrogance can kill."
With a few clatters, they died, filled with endless regret.
Lin Fan glanced at their corpses, waved his hand, and grey winds appeared from nowhere, sweeping over them.
In the next moment, their bodies turned to dust and scattered with the wind.
This scene, witnessed by the onlookers from afar, filled them with utter shock.
"Who exactly is he?"
"With a single blow, ten elders of the Tribulation Transcension realm are dead. This..."
"Even our Sect Master and the Grand Elder couldn't achieve this."
"Could he be the legendary Mahayana realm cultivator?"
"Impossible! The Mahayana realm hasn't appeared for tens of thousands of years."
"What if he's a remnant of a previous era?"
"But the lifespan of a Mahayana realm cultivator is at most thirty thousand years, and our world has been unable to nurture Mahayana realm cultivators for over fifty thousand years."
"So, he has broken through the limitations of heaven and earth, ascending to the Mahayana realm. Is the world about to change?"
"Look, the Grand Elder has appeared."
"..."
At this moment.
The Grand Elder, who was in seclusion comprehending the Mahayana realm, suddenly heard the commotion and hurried to look outside.
Upon seeing the situation, he was furious.
"A bunch of useless disciples! Why did you provoke someone unnecessarily?"
"You're dead, so be it. We can train another batch. But you must not let my Fuyao Sect be destroyed."
"Who is this person? Why is he so powerful?"
He was filled with anger and confusion.
Seeing Lin Fan about to destroy the Fuyao Sect, he could no longer restrain himself and appeared.
As soon as he appeared, Lin Fan moved to strike him down casually. After all, in Lin Fan's eyes, no one in this sect was good.
The Grand Elder was greatly alarmed and shouted, "Senior, please stop!"
Lin Fan paused in surprise, halting his action. However, the power he had gathered in his hand did not dissipate. He wanted to see what this person had to say. If his words were not to his liking, he would continue to destroy the Fuyao Sect.
"Senior, I am the Grand Elder of the Fuyao Sect. Those ten elders' arrogance led to their deaths. They deserved it. You did well to kill them!"
Lin Fan smiled. "Indeed. Is there anything else you wish to say?"
The Grand Elder wiped the sweat from his brow and continued, "They offended Senior. I wish to present our sect's most prized treasure: the Fuyao Wings, to you as an apology! I hope you will not disdain it."
"Oh? Bring it here!" Lin Fan extended his hand.
The Grand Elder breathed a sigh of relief.
His heart ached. This was the sect's most prized treasure! But now, to save the sect, he had to part with it with great reluctance.
He recited a spell, and a pair of wings flew out from within the sect.
As soon as the wings appeared, Lin Fan's eyes lit up, and he smiled. "Not bad, still an Immortal artifact!"
He beckoned, and the Fuyao Wings came into his hand. Soon, he frowned. "This Immortal artifact has lost its core, leaving only the shell. Its power is less than a tenth of what it was. Ah, never mind. The materials are still usable. I'll refine it again when I have the chance."
Having obtained the Fuyao Wings, Lin Fan's anger subsided.
"Li Qin, come with your master!" Lin Fan said.
Li Qin was thrilled. "Yes! Master!"
The person before him was a legendary Mahayana realm cultivator. With such a powerful master, he was sure to be able to cure his physical problems and embark on the path of cultivation.
At this moment, a beam of light streaked across the sky.
The Grand Elder looked up and saw a familiar figure appear before him.
"Sect Master? Why is she back?"
The Fuyao Sect Master descended with a puzzled expression. She surveyed her surroundings and soon spotted Lin Fan, her face instantly paling with shock.
She quickly flew over and bowed respectfully, "Senior! Thank you for saving my life. I, your junior, have no way to repay you!"
Lin Fan heard this and quickly understood.
"The one who saved you should be my elder brother. How interesting. My elder brother saved you, and yet I almost destroyed your sect. How interesting, how interesting!"
The Fuyao Sect Master was bewildered. When she learned the reason, she was utterly stunned. It had been so close; the sect had almost ceased to exist!
As for the loss of the Fuyao Wings, she could only sigh.
The Grand Elder was puzzled, but when he learned the truth from the Fuyao Sect Master, he too stood frozen.
"... Who exactly are these divine beings?"