Chapter 243: The World of Swords

Lin Fan flew through the air, heading toward the Burial Sea of Demons. Originally, he had planned to crush the demon beasts along the way, raising the level of his Blood Sea Demon Art. But to his confusion, the demon beasts seemed to have vanished, leaving only a few small fry behind.

Lin Fan figured that perhaps he had hunted too many, and the fierce beasts, realizing he was their natural enemy, had gone into hiding.

But just then, bursts of beast roars shook the heavens and earth, deafening. Red light flashed in the distance, and the entire sky turned gray and hazy.

Lin Fan took a look and was stunned.

This was a beast tide.

Lin Fan knew what a beast tide was; the sect had records of them. Every dynasty, once every ten years, would face a wave of beast tides. The exact reason was unknown to anyone.

However, in the Eastern Spirit Continent, hundreds of dynasties had been destroyed by beast tides, and human casualties were extremely惨烈. But compared to the entire Eastern Spirit Continent, it was just a drop in the bucket, and few people paid it much mind.

Lin Fan gazed intently, his brow slightly furrowed.

Every dynasty facing a beast tide would have sect martial artists come to help defend. How come this city seemed to have none?

Strange, truly strange.

At this moment, the cries of the people merged into a single sound, piercing the clouds and reaching Lin Fan's ears.

Lin Fan hesitated. With so many fierce beasts, he probably couldn't handle them alone.

Especially that humanoid beast burning with flames and sporting eight tails—it looked particularly tough to deal with.

Ants gnawing at an elephant—even if he were a thick, sturdy elephant, he wouldn't dare claim he could survive among so many ants.

Although demon beast blood essence was somewhat useful to him now, the situation wasn't worth the risk. Charging into a beast tide like a wave would mean being instantly overwhelmed.

Forget it, I'll pretend I didn't see anything.

Lin Fan prepared to change course. This small dynasty had no connection to him; there was no need to risk his life for it.

But after flying a short distance, he stopped.

The sounds of desperate pleas lingered in his ears, and his gaze pierced through layers of void, imprinting the faces of those people in his eyes.

The despair on the people's faces, the fearless expressions of the city guards—he saw them all.

Looking over the landscape, this was a city with tens of millions of people. If the beast tide broke through, not a single soul would survive.

Seeing this scene, Lin Fan couldn't help but think of the day the Holy Demon Sect was destroyed. His fellow disciples, hearing of the sect's impending doom, had refused to leave despite the danger—wasn't that just like those city guards?

The despair on the people's faces was like the Holy Demon Sect's final collapse—without any rescue, utterly helpless.

Damn it...

Lin Fan cursed under his breath, then took Chick out of his backpack.

Cock-a-doodle-doo...

Chick crowed again as soon as he came out, but this time Lin Fan directly patted his head.

"Chick, stop messing around. I know you're not stupid. Look at this scene—I want to save the people of this city. Are you in?" Lin Fan said.

Chick, mid-crow, looked at Lin Fan with his big, adorable eyes, then at the crumbling city, then at the beast tide.

"Cock-a-doodle-doo..." At this moment, Chick stood on Lin Fan's shoulder, stretched out one featherless wing, his eyes flashing with boundless brilliance, then raised his head and crowed, as if saying, "Let's go, crush them."

"Good, you've got guts." Lin Fan laughed loudly and flew back.

But even at this moment, Lin Fan wanted to make a grand entrance, to be remembered by the world.

Activated: Formless Heavenly Demon.

Activated: Sword Canon.

Activated: Azure Heaven Sword.

Activated: Dragon Emperor Overlords the World.

...

At this moment, Lin Fan went all out again. The three-headed, six-armed dharma body manifested behind him, emitting chilling black light. The sword intent that tore through the void condensed into a massive, towering sword, swirling around Lin Fan.

With the combat boost, a golden dragon coiled around Lin Fan's body from top to bottom, radiating dazzling golden light.

...

"Look, a god..." At this moment, the people of Qingling Prefecture pointed at the void radiating dazzling light and shouted.

Hope—they saw hope. The moment the water route was cut off by the fierce beasts, they had lost all hope. But in that instant, hope appeared again.

"Sir, what is that?" The aura in the void blotted out the sky and illuminated all directions. Xiao Lie's body trembled incessantly—not from fear, but from excitement.

"Is it a god?" Xiao Lihai murmured. The light in the void was so bright that he couldn't make out who it was.

Just then, a dragon's roar resounded across the sky. Under the stunned gaze of the crowd, a golden dragon radiating infinite light descended from the heavens and plunged into the void.

At that moment, the light dissipated, and the figure in the void was revealed.

"Ah... that's a god, that really is a god." The ordinary people, seeing the figure in the void, fell to their knees in excitement one after another.

They knew about martial artists, but when had they ever seen a sight like this?

The three-headed, six-armed dharma body had an impressive appearance. Its fearsome form struck terror into everyone's hearts.

At the same time, the sword condensed from sword intent seemed to stir the winds and clouds of heaven and earth.

Sacred, majestic, like a divine being from the nine heavens.

Lin Fan was very satisfied with his appearance. Techniques weren't just about strength; appearance mattered too.

He dared to claim that the appearance of these techniques was number one in the Eastern Spirit Continent.

Xiao Lihai trembled, then knelt on the ground and roared, "I beg you, sir, to take action and save the people of the entire city."

Xiao Lihai knew that the person before him was a martial artist, and an extremely powerful one at that. Whether Qingling Prefecture would survive depended on the thought of the person in the void.

Xiao Lihai's roar, exhausting all his true essence, resounded across the entire sky.

And the despairing people in the city also knelt and cried out, "We beg the god, save us..."

"Save us..."

...

"Condense..."

In an instant, the winds and clouds of heaven and earth changed color. A voice, like that from the nine heavens, shook everyone's minds.

At this moment, an unbelievable scene occurred.

That towering sword stirring heaven and earth in the void instantly transformed, splitting into two, then four, then eight—dividing endlessly.

The entire void was filled with countless swords, as if covering the whole sky, floating there silently.

Everyone in the city was stunned by the scene in the void.

It was a world of swords.

The soldiers guarding the city found that the swords in their hands trembled incessantly, then broke free from their grip and flew into the void.

"Sir, this... this." Xiao Lie looked at the scene before him, too shocked to speak.

"Buzz..."

At this moment, the entire Qingling Prefecture trembled.

In every corner of the city, the swords lying quietly all trembled, then shot into the air, flying toward the void.

At this moment, Qingling Prefecture became a world of swords. The rising swords left everyone dumbfounded.