Chapter 322: This Is a Tragic Story

Ancient battlefield.

A cold, harsh wind swept across the entire land.

The ancient battlefield was an old battleground in East Spirit Continent, vast and empty, filled with a murderous aura.

At this moment, two groups of people faced off on the ancient battlefield, the atmosphere oppressive, as if a war could break out at any moment.

“Old Dog Song, your disciples killed my disciples. I summoned you here today to settle this once and for all.” On the high slope, an old man’s aura stretched like a long river, vast and boundless.

“Hmph, Old Dog Yang, your disciples spoke rudely to me. My disciples killed them—what of it? They deserved to die.”

“Fine. Today, we fight to the death.”

These two were the leaders of small sects, their conflict escalating over a disciple dispute until it came to this life-or-death battle.

“All disciples, hear my command.”

“All disciples, hear my command.”

“Attack—”

“Boom—”

Just as the two sides were about to engage, the earth suddenly trembled, and a terrifying aura approached from afar.

“Look, what is that?”

Everyone turned to look, and their faces turned pale. A massive figure was charging toward them.

“Old Dog Song, you brought reinforcements!”

“Old Dog Yang, you brought reinforcements!”

The two sect leaders shouted in unison, but then their expressions changed instantly as they stared ahead. The sky and earth in the distance had changed color; chains of law intertwined in the void, and a terrifying aura rushed toward them.

“That’s a fearsome beast with sixteen condensed chains of law!” The two were utterly dumbfounded.

They themselves were only at the mid-stage of the Great Heavenly Position with two condensed chains of law. If they encountered this, they’d be no better than ants, crushed in an instant.

They exchanged a glance and immediately waved their hands. “Hide quickly!”

“Thump... thump...”

The earth trembled as the fearsome beast drew closer. They looked at each other again. “We’re doomed...”

The disciples of both sects, feeling the aura, prostrated themselves trembling. Some were so stiff-legged they couldn’t even move.

At that moment, a terrifying scene unfolded. The beast’s enormous foot descended from the sky, as if about to crush them flat.

Death drew nearer. They could only close their eyes, waiting for the end.

In that moment, they regretted coming to this godforsaken place for a deathmatch. Before they could even fight, they encountered such a fearsome beast.

“Jump over them! If you dare crush them, I’ll flay you alive!”

Just as despair set in, a voice reached their ears. But to them, it sounded ridiculous—how could such a fearsome beast obey so obediently?

Yet at that moment, a stunning scene unfolded.

The fearsome beast actually leaped into the air and jumped over them.

Everyone stood frozen, unable to believe their eyes. Then they finally saw a figure following close behind the beast, and what was even more unbelievable—the person held a whip, lashing the fearsome beast.

Sect Leader Song and Sect Leader Yang’s eyes bulged. How was this possible? A beast with sixteen condensed chains of law was being whipped from behind.

“What are you people doing? Get lost!” Lin Fan lashed his whip, glanced at them, and then charged off into the distance.

Sect Leader Song and Sect Leader Yang exchanged a look, then collapsed to the ground, drenched in sweat.

Terrifying... absolutely terrifying.

Who was that person? A fearsome beast with sixteen condensed chains of law was being beaten into fleeing.

This... this...

...

Lin Fan was furious. This Flame Lord was a complete coward. He had hoped to use it to level up, but the creature just kept running away.

Finally, in anger, Lin Fan pulled out a whip he had made and chased after it, lashing it fiercely while urging the Flame Lord to condense a whip and strike him.

The Flame Lord was crying inside. What kind of human was this? Why was he so terrifying? Even more terrifying than a beast.

Two days and two nights!

What did that mean? He, a proud domain overlord, had been chased by a human for two days and two nights without even a chance to fight back.

As for condensing a whip, the Flame Lord had tried his best. He had lashed for an entire day. Even as a beast, he was exhausted.

Just now, a group of tiny humans had blocked his path. He had wanted to crush them all, but one word from the human behind him had scared him out of his wits, and he had jumped over them.

“You useless thing! You stopped lashing after one night? Trying to slack off? I’ll tell you, no way!” Lin Fan chased behind, lashing again and again.

The Flame Lord was truly crying now. The first time he led a beast tide to destroy a human empire, he had to encounter such a terrifying existence.

All he wanted now was to go back and never come here again.

Lin Fan was speechless. His Eternal Imperishability was only at the fourth level, still a bit short of his goal. How could he stop now?

...

Another day passed.

The Flame Lord’s speed slowed more and more, until finally, unable to run any longer, he stopped.

Lin Fan, chasing behind, also halted midair, staring at the Flame Lord.

The Flame Lord’s massive body trembled continuously. He raised a giant hand, signaling a pause, and panted heavily.

His fierce, flaming eyes no longer held any menace—only pleading.

“I really can’t run anymore. What do you want?” the Flame Lord finally spoke.

“You can speak human language?” Lin Fan was startled. He hadn’t expected a beast to talk.

“I can speak human language, and I can even take human form.” The Flame Lord was now utterly terrified of this fearsome human.

Lin Fan was stunned. Beasts could take human form? But the sect records said beasts couldn’t speak human language.

“Show me,” Lin Fan said, intrigued.

The Flame Lord looked at Lin Fan, then flashed with light and gradually shrank.

“What the—” Lin Fan was dumbfounded when he saw the Flame Lord.

The Flame Lord had turned into a child—a chubby, round little fatty. Apart from the four wings on his back, he looked exactly like a human.

“How can you beasts take human form?” Lin Fan felt like he had discovered a new continent.

The Flame Lord, now a fat little boy, was contemptuous inside but dared not show it. “My mother was human, my father a beast, so I can take human form. Other beasts don’t know how.”

The Flame Lord answered honestly, but his mind was racing, thinking of how to escape.

“How old are you?”

“Six hundred years old,” said the Flame Lord.

“Slap—”

Lin Fan lashed the whip beside the Flame Lord. “What, thinking of running away?”

“No... no, big brother, just tell me what I have to do for you to let me go. I’m still a child...”

“Six hundred years old and still a child? You... you—”

“For us beasts, a hundred years counts as one year. I’m only six now.” The Flame Lord, in human form, begged and pleaded.

“Fine. Now I’ll ask you questions, and you answer honestly. Otherwise, you know the consequences.” Lin Fan sneered.