Lin Fan ignored Qin Yang.
He continued to slaughter the members of the Sky Demon Sect, hoping that something he wanted would drop. If that happened, this whole ordeal would definitely be worth it.
"I don’t want to die yet."
The people of the Sky Demon Sect wailed miserably. They desperately wanted to resist, but their struggles were futile, completely useless.
Lin Fan paid them no heed.
He found them quite amusing.
They actually called him a devil. The divine skill that the Immortal Monarch Elder had just displayed was outrageously tyrannical, likely refining countless vengeful souls. Lin Fan prided himself on upholding justice, standing firm against wrongdoing wherever he found it. How could he let mere words throw him off balance?
[Mana gained: Six hundred thousand years.]
It seems ordinary disciples are actually quite useful.
An item actually dropped, which is indeed pretty good.
His current mana accumulation had already reached seven million.
What terrifying mana was this.
Just thinking about it was enough to feel the terror.
He continued slaughtering.
Unfortunately, nothing else dropped. Sometimes getting one or two drops was the most one could hope for.
Thinking too much about it would only lead to despair.
The number of people in the Universe Tripod was getting smaller and smaller.
Those who had developed divine skills were dwindling. If nothing else dropped, this would truly be a waste.
A divine skill he had been hoping for finally dropped.
[Divine Skill obtained: Burning Sky Destruction.]
It was a genuine heavenly law-level divine skill.
[Burning Sky Destruction: A heavenly law-level divine skill birthed by the heavens and earth. It manifests as the fire of world annihilation, igniting the heavenly vault, with terrifying might.]
"Finally, it dropped."
He was now satisfied. Even if nothing dropped later, he wouldn’t be upset in the slightest.
He wouldn’t mind if a few meaningless items still dropped.
One heavenly law-level divine skill in hand, cultivated to the highest realm—this was something no one, not even an Immortal Emperor or Immortal Venerable, would dare to imagine.
Moreover, he discovered something terrifying.
The treasures he had scavenged from the Sky Demon Sect members were somewhat more valuable than the immortal treasures he had given away in the secret realm.
After fiddling around, this venture turned out to be quite profitable.
It was hard to make a loss.
Lin Fan swiftly killed the last disciple.
Mission accomplished.
What surprised Lin Fan the most was that mana dropped once again.
He didn’t even know whose it was.
Two million years of mana was now his.
Having just stepped into the Immortal Monarch Realm, this current situation seemed to suggest that his path to becoming an Immortal King Realm powerhouse wasn’t too far off.
The gap in mana between an Immortal King and an Immortal Monarch was indeed significant.
With his current accumulated mana, if he were to break through now, he was confident he could become an Immortal King Realm powerhouse.
But upon reflection, he decided to hold off.
A robust accumulation of mana was never a bad thing.
He retracted the Universe Tripod.
Lin Fan saw Qin Yang pale and curious, wondering what had scared Qin Yang so badly. It seemed unimaginable.
"What’s wrong with Qin Yang?" Lin Fan asked.
Qin Yang didn’t respond, his body trembling uncontrollably. He raised his hand, pointing at the screen, his expression akin to having seen a ghost.
Lin Fan glanced at Xiang Fei.
Xiang Fei’s expression was the same.
Had they both seen a ghost?
Lin Fan turned his gaze to the screen, and upon seeing it, he was momentarily stunned, as if he couldn’t believe it. He then said slowly:
"Why is your father here?"
Indeed, this was something unimaginable.
They had been hiding well, and no one knew where they were. But now Qin Yang’s father, Emperor Qin, was just outside the secret realm. This was something they could barely wrap their heads around.
"I... how would I know?" Qin Yang stammered, then seemed to have an idea. "Brother Lin, what should we do? Maybe we should hide here and wait."
Lin Fan replied, "How about you go back with your father?" ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel·fiɾe·net
Qin Yang gaped at Lin Fan, flabbergasted, exclaiming, "Brother Lin, this is too heartless! We’ve gone through life and death together, you can’t abandon me now!"
Lin Fan patted Qin Yang’s shoulder and said, "Don’t panic. Let’s see what happens. Maybe you’re right, your father might not know we’re here, he could just be passing by."
He reassured Qin Yang.
But he knew this was impossible.
The fact that Qin Yang’s father managed to find this place proved that they must have been discovered. Otherwise, how could such a coincidence happen in such a vast world?
Qin Yang clung to a shred of hope and said, "Brother Lin, you’re right. Maybe my father really is just passing by."
The Chaos Secret Realm began to quake violently.
Outside, Emperor Qin extended a massive hand. The winds shifted, the heavenly vault trembled, and a horrifying force pierced through dimensions, landing directly on the secret realm.
"Qin Yang, your father’s quite overwhelming. He’s trying to force us out of the secret realm," Lin Fan said with a serious expression.
Qin Yang exclaimed, "How’s that possible? Didn’t you just say my father might be passing by?"
"You also know I said ’might,’" Lin Fan responded. "What if it’s not true?"
If their position in the secret realm were exposed, especially under the immense power of a supreme figure, there was no doubt that hiding would be futile.
Immortal Venerables had vanished.
And Qin Yang’s father was a supremely strong Immortal Emperor, wielding extraordinary power.
Such Immortal Emperor-level figures were already brushing against the boundaries of astonishing laws: future, past, present, time—all those laws only Immortal Venerables could fully grasp, they had begun to touch.
The Chaos Secret Realm shook.
No one knew how long it could endure.
Lin Fan said seriously, "There’s no avoiding this. We need to go out to prevent the secrets of the Chaos Secret Realm from being exposed to your father."
Emperor Qin’s strike unleashed a formidable might that shook the entire landscape. Mountains and rivers trembled as Immortal King powerhouses shivered in fear, incomparable to him in strength.
Even compared to Qin Xiangtian.
These Immortal King Sect Leaders were insignificant.
"Father! I’m coming out! Please stop attacking." Qin Yang’s voice echoed from within the secret realm.
Hearing the voice, Emperor Qin promptly ceased his actions. With hands behind his back and eyes sharp, he gazed deeply at the secret realm entrance.
Soon, three figures emerged.
Standing beside Emperor Qin, Qin Xiangtian looked somewhat helpless. He hadn’t expected his elder brother to pinpoint Qin Yang’s exact location.
Seeing Qin Yang alive and well, Qin Xiangtian breathed a sigh of relief.
At least this meant Qin Yang hadn’t suffered too much outside.
"Father, let’s calm down and talk, but can you first tell me how you managed to find me? I ran pretty far away," Qin Yang said, wishing he could bury his face in shame. He had thought he was safe, but clearly, he had been overly confident.
"Ungrateful son, kneel before me!"
Emperor Qin boomed with anger.
The sight of his wayward son ignited his fury.
And now this unfilial wretch dared ask how he was found.
He wouldn’t let him off so easily this time.