Chapter 320: Lin Fan, the Perfectionist

The humanoid beast was burning with rage. He was a king, and coming here to destroy a so-called imperial city should have been a trivial task, easily accomplished. He had wanted to drench himself in human blood and return to his fief in glory, yet he never expected to be thwarted by a mere human.

What made it even more unbearable for the humanoid beast was that, despite his furious glare, this human actually looked at him with a smile—a smile that somehow made him feel a tightening in his rear.

By now, Old Man Mo and the others had gone from shock to collapse and back to shock. This rollercoaster of emotional upheaval had already forged in them a resilient heart, allowing them to face whatever was coming with calm.

But what the hell was this scene before them now?

Master, even if your strength is heaven-defying, you still have to look at that beast tide! Your sword intent is almost gone, and the beasts are still surging in endlessly!

The humanoid beast did not move. His flame-flickering eyes swept over the beast tide, and a faint smile twisted his hideous demonic maw.

It was as if he were saying, your sword intent and dharma manifestation are about to be drowned by the beast tide.

On the city wall, Chick plopped down on the battlements, flapping his wings and crowing, completely unconcerned about the situation with the beast tide.

Longyuan Princess, her face still bearing the marks of shock, now showed a look of worry. "Father, hurry and order the soldiers to defend—the beast tide is about to arrive."

As for the figure floating in the void, Longyuan Princess had long run out of words to describe him.

With just one move, he had piled the beast tide with corpses. Such power was utterly unprecedented.

"Old brother, how's the battle going?" At that moment, a group of rogue cultivators ran up to the city wall from afar, asking excitedly.

"Wow... the master's back view is just domineering." Zhao Xiaoliu gazed at the master in the void and sighed.

Old Man Mo snapped back to reality and grabbed Zhao Xiaoliu's arm. "You've come just in time. The void is sealed now; no one can leave. The humanoid beast will be handled by the master, but we must hold back this beast tide."

Wang Wu, standing nearby, looked at the vast, ocean-like beast tide and swallowed hard. "Old brother, can we hold out?"

"Ha, Old Wang, even if we can't hold out, we have to. I, Zhao Xiaoliu, will thrust my spear like a dragon and kill my way to a godlike level." Zhao Xiaoliu twirled his spear, sending a few blossoms of spear flowers, his face full of confidence.

"I think you're more likely to reach ghostlike level."

"Trust me. We agreed—later, I'll take my wife and live in seclusion in the mountains, and you'll live next door to me." Zhao Xiaoliu yearned for that future life; how could he die here now?

Everyone was full of confidence. With the powerful beast held back by the master, Old Man Mo was free to deal with these ordinary beasts, which shouldn't be too much of a problem.

But they knew that this beast tide would surely cause heavy losses, and they had no idea how many would die.

Old Man Mo was recovering his breath and healing his injuries. Fortunately, the beast's earlier strike hadn't been too heavy; otherwise, under that claw, he would have been reduced to ashes.

"Master, the beast tide is coming. Leave this to us." Old Man Mo fell silent for a moment. Cooperation like this, facing danger together, had become rare.

At that moment, Old Man Mo seemed to recall the days of his youth.

It was a...

Lin Fan, floating in the void, heard Old Man Mo's voice and felt a bit embarrassed.

He had just wanted to pull off a perfect act, but something had gone wrong.

He had underestimated the number of beasts in the tide, so his sword intent and the Three Heads Six Arms Dharmic Demon Form weren't enough to slaughter them all.

But for a perfectionist who strived to make every act flawless, how could he tolerate such a situation?

Even if a real problem had arisen, he had to find a way to fix it quickly.

Old Man Mo snapped out of his memories and pointed at the others. "Old Wang, you go over there and coordinate with the princess. Xiaoliu, take some men and join the soldiers."

"Old brother, what about you?"

"I have the highest cultivation here, so naturally I'll hold a front alone. Remember, the master is strong, but that beast is no ordinary one. We must not distract the master." Old Man Mo said.

"Alright, old brother. Once we get through this, I'll treat everyone to a drink."

"Good. Fighting side by side with the master—this will become a legend." Old Man Mo was in high spirits, feeling decades younger.

To fight alongside the master—even in future boasts, they'd have a story to tell.

Lin Fan, floating in the void, suddenly felt utterly disgraced. He glared displeasedly at the horde of beasts. He had wanted to leave them whole corpses, but now they forced him to annihilate them completely.

"Brothers... let's..." Just as Old Man Mo was about to boost morale, a voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Hmph, I wanted to leave you whole corpses, but since you don't appreciate it, then be utterly annihilated." Lin Fan was now angry. He raised a hand.

Instantly, the heavens and earth changed color, and a powerful aura suffocated all.

"Perish."

"Boom."

A majestic palm descended from the sky, tearing the entire void apart. That palm was too dazzling, blotting out the sun. Even a single glance seared it deep into the heart.

"Boom."

The earth shook and mountains trembled. The entire Longyuan Dynasty began to quake, and not just the dynasty—it felt as if the whole world was shaking.

That palm covered tens of miles. Everyone on the Longyuan Dynasty's city wall was utterly terrified.

Old Man Mo, who had been in high spirits, was completely dumbfounded at the sight of that palm. He gripped the city wall railing tightly, his body trembling violently, the scene before his eyes frozen in time.

"Hmph, you deserved to die." Lin Fan flicked his sleeve and clasped his hands behind his back.

The humanoid beast watched the scene before him, his massive body shuddering. The flames in his terrifying eyes flickered wildly.

At that moment, Lin Fan noticed the humanoid beast trying to flee and let out a furious roar.

"Chick, follow me. Kill him." Lin Fan chased into the dense forest.

"Cock-a-doodle-doo."

Chick leaped up, jumped off the city wall, and in midair, suddenly blazed with red light. Wings covered in red light tore across the sky, chasing into the dense forest.

...

"I... I." Old Man Mo's voice trembled as he spoke. Especially after seeing Chick's form, he thudded to the ground, collapsing in a sitting position.

Zhao Xiaoliu stood woodenly, spear in hand, his mouth wide open.

Big Blade Wang Wu had just been about to draw his blade and let out a fierce roar, but now he stood frozen, his blade half-drawn, staring blankly.

Longyuan Princess and the Longyuan Emperor were the same, standing motionless in place.

After a long while.

"Can someone tell me what just happened?" Old Man Mo spoke. His mind was a complete mess.

"And that chicken—was it really a chicken?"

...

"Old brother, the master just raised his hand and then slapped down..." Zhao Xiaoliu said.

"After he slapped down... the earthquake came." Big Blade Wang Wu said.

"After the earthquake... the beast tide was gone..." Zhao Xiaoliu said.

...

At that moment, everyone finally snapped out of it. Their eyes bulged as they roared in disbelief.

"Holy shit."

"Master, I only wanted to fight alongside you, but why didn't you give me the chance?" Old Man Mo, like a resentful wife, stared with a plaintive gaze at the fading figure.