Chapter 219 (2/2)
Although the mysterious black-robed figure was a Pseudo-True Stage cultivator, Lin Fan didn’t panic at all. It looked like this mysterious black-robed figure had been seriously injured as well, hence the ‘pseudo’ word.
But this wasn’t important for Lin Fan.
Lin Fan looked at the mysterious figure hiding behind a black robe with black mist on his hands, feet, heels, and face; he couldn’t help but laugh, “Hey! Why disguise yourself, are you afraid to show your true face?”
“Or are you afraid of something else?”
The mysterious black-robed figure let out a cold laugh, “Kid, it’s surprising that you’re still calm in this situation. It’s really unexpected knowing that I don’t know what you are capable of.”
Lin Fan sighed.
“Why bother?”
“Aren’t you Luo Baiying? Why are you still pretending to be a ghost and wrapped black mist around yourself? I don’t understand why you do that?”
The voice just fell.
The mysterious figure, also known as Luo Baiying, trembled slightly; the face under the black mist showed a horror look.
He didn’t know how Lin Fan knew who he was.
Impossible.
It’s absolutely impossible.
“I have to go.”
Luo Baiying already had an idea in his mind; he directly stretched out his palm towards Lin Fan. The palm was terrifying and astonishing as if it trapped the world inside it.
The place where Lin Fan was standing couldn’t bear this power. The ground gradually crumbled, and Wen Xian, who was already heavily injured, puffed out and fainted. He was unable to hold it anymore.
“What a weak junior brother.”
Lin Fan sighed, and with a flicked of his sleeve, he put Wen Xian inside the Heaven’s Tripod.
“Are you trying to kill someone to silence him? Well then, I’d really like to see how terrifying the strength of the Pseudo-True Stage cultivator is.
The voice just fell.
Lin Fan cast his mystic arts.
Yellow Spring Hell and Demon Devouring Technique, both had been cultivated to the highest level. Unfortunately, even with those mystic arts, the gap between Lin Fan and Luo Baiying was still too big.
When Luo Baiying saw Lin Fan’s mystic art, he already knew that he couldn’t stay.
His palm crushed down, and the powerful pressure was crushing everything.
Bang!
Bang!
This palm directly crushed the power that erupted from the two mystic arts.
With such a huge difference in the cultivation stage, it was impossible to make up for it even with strong mystic arts.
“Highest Spirit Rune!”
Lin Fan cast the Highest Spirit Rune, and an ancient atmosphere erupted from the rune, its light flickered and overwhelmed the sky. When this rune was released, the crazy old man who was far away at the Greatest Martial Sect suddenly stopped playing, his eyes gazing into the distance, before turning into a stream of light that broke through the sky.
The speed was extremely fast and had reached a point where others couldn’t believe how fast it was.
“What kind of rune is this?” Luo Baiying was surprised, his eyes covered in black mist glittered, and a golden light burst out, “Good stuff, I’ll take it.”
The giant palm came directly towards the rune.
Swoosh!
Under Lin Fan’s control, the Highest Spirit Rune erupted with light. It was enough to penetrate through, and fiercely blasted the giant palm.
Bang!
Bang!
A violent vibration resounded.
“What kind of power is this.”
Luo Baiying cried out in his heart, the power of the giant palm and the rune clashed together, fighting against each other, vaguely the rune seemed to be better, but for Lin Fan who was controlling the rune, he felt so much pressure and his qi was depleting extremely fast.
This wasn’t exactly a treasure from the Immortal Realm, so, if it’s broken, he won’t be able to use it freely.
Boom!
The giant palm shattered.
The rune turned into a stream of light and returned to Lin Fan’s side. Lin Fan put the rune away, his face was slightly pale. This collision made him understand one thing, in front of the enemy with much higher cultivation, some powerful treasures could indeed help, but if you wanted to defeat the enemy, it was simply impossible.
Luo Baiying wanted to obtain this powerful treasure. The moment the giant palm shattered, he didn’t stop, nor did he say anything, he fiercely swung his fist, which seemed to contain powerful qi.
Even though it was powerful, Lin Fan still remained motionless; therefore, a faint smile appeared on his face.
“Huh?”
Luo Baiying was surprised, was he given up already?
Or was there some kind of conspiracy scheme.
But none of that mattered now, in front of absolute cultivation, all plots and tricks were nothing.
Just as the punch came, Lin Fan shouted loudly.
“Mother, come to the rescue.”
Boom!
The light burst from the Sacred Beast Robe, and the laws of the immortal were intertwined together to form a huge canopy that directly deflected the punch.
Lin Fan sensed a slight change in the Sacred Beast Robe.
It seemed that his opponent’s cultivation was already able to threaten the Sacred Beast Robe.
Wei You, who was far away at the Greatest Martial Sect, suddenly turned pale in shock as she felt that the Sacred Beast Robe received some sort of vibration that only a True Stage cultivator could cause.
“My son is in danger.”
Suddenly, she turned into a stream of light that tore the void and penetrated into it.
Luo Baiying was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him, “This treasure, this is…”
He just saw the Sacred Beast Robe roaring.
If he wasn’t mistaken, this should be the reverse Sacred Beast Robe, this dao artifact belonged to Wei You, but how could it be here.
Click!
He was stunned for a moment.
The emptiness cracked open.
“Father… I’m afraid.”
The crazy old man fell down from the crack and swung the pool of blood in his hand towards Luo Baiying.