Chapter 375: Excited to the Point of Spitting Blood

"What exactly happened?"

"That scream, what's going on?"

That flash of light covered their eyes, obscuring heaven and earth—a phenomenon when power erupted to its extreme.

And the accompanying scream was even more miserable, as if suffering some unspeakable torment.

When the light faded, the crowd looked up and saw a figure standing there.

It was Lin Fan.

What stunned them even more was that the world-destroying ancient great demon was now half-kneeling on the ground, roaring ferociously.

"Ah..."

"Ant, what have you done to me?" The ancient great demon felt a change within itself, a change hard to describe in words.

A faint melancholy swept through its heart, accompanied by a pang of pain.

"Ding, congratulations! Experience for 'Reverse the Course of Events' increased by 100 million."

"Ding, congratulations! 'Reverse the Course of Events' leveled up to level 18."

...

Lin Fan said nothing, his expression solemn.

It was indeed a bit of a stretch, but fortunately, everything succeeded.

The ancient great demon truly lived up to its name; even 'Reverse the Course of Events,' which could invert yin and yang, faced great resistance.

But now it was all worth it. He only had to wait for the ancient great demon to fully transform, and then the real beginning would come.

"How does it feel?" Lin Fan asked with a faint smile.

"Damnable ant... what have you done to this emperor?" The ancient great demon's ferocious eyes blazed with boundless malevolence, its purple pupils as if wanting to devour Lin Fan.

"Nothing much. The way of yin-yang inversion lets you experience the tenderness of a woman. Remember, this is free of charge." Lin Fan said.

"You..." The ancient great demon's eyes flickered with disbelief as it watched the mighty thing in its crotch shrink continuously, and even the pure yang demonic energy within its body was gradually transforming.

"Ah..." The ancient great demon suddenly stood up, unable to bear such humiliation.

It was the ancient demon emperor who had campaigned through the ages—how could this be?

It wanted to crush the ant before it to death, but in an instant, a surge of pain rushed into its heart.

This pain made the ancient great demon's face fill with astonishment.

It possessed an indestructible body—how could it feel pain?

Impossible... absolutely impossible.

"What's going on?" The crowd now asked, utterly bewildered by the scene before them.

Could it be that they might actually win this time?

"I used a secret technique that costs my own soul. But this ancient great demon is too strong; it only caused a little damage." Lin Fan's skill at lying through his teeth was masterful, leaving everyone dumbfounded.

But to the people of the various sects, they actually believed it.

They had felt the power of the ancient great demon and knew it was extraordinary.

Looking at the ancient great demon before him, Lin Fan again felt like using 'Black Tiger Steals the Heart.'

Since learning this technique, it had never advanced. If he practiced on the ancient great demon, maybe it could level up.

But given the current situation, that seemed unlikely.

An ordinary person hit by 'Reverse the Course of Events' would have no combat ability left, but this ancient great demon could still hold on, showing that the technique's power was insufficient.

If 'Reverse the Course of Events' advanced, the ancient great demon would definitely lose its combat ability.

But even if it lost combat ability, they, with all their means, could never kill it.

The ancient great demon's physical body had reached a peak state, far beyond what their current cultivation could destroy.

"It's changing... finally changing."

At this moment, Lin Fan saw the protruding Adam's apple on the ancient great demon's throat suddenly shrink, and its majestic face instantly softened.

"Impossible... absolutely impossible." The ancient great demon's scream came again. When it realized its own state, it could not bear it.

To it, this was a disgrace.

Lin Fan glanced slightly at the crowd behind him, a faint smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

Then Lin Fan spread his arms.

A force that seemed to drain everything suddenly erupted.

"What are you doing?" Sect Master Yan and the others felt this aura and their expressions changed instantly.

"Sect Master, the ancient great demon is an ancient being. Its physical strength has surpassed this world. Ordinary methods cannot kill it. For the safety of Donglingzhou, I must give my all and use a terrifying technique to completely suppress it."

Lin Fan's face showed determination.

"Boom..."

Suddenly, Lin Fan erupted with immense power—the power of life force.

That vast life force continuously drained away. To Sect Master Yan and the others, they could feel this life force.

"Lin Fan, don't be impulsive. We can share the burden." Sect Master Yan knew what life force represented—the essence of a person.

If life force was exhausted, there would be no saving him.

"It's useless. This mysterious and terrifying technique can only be borne by me alone. You cannot help me." Lin Fan shook his head, a hint of cunning flickering in his eyes.

"Pfft... pfft..."

In an instant, Lin Fan spat out several mouthfuls of blood, which scattered in the void and then vanished into nothing.

And in everyone's eyes, it seemed Lin Fan would also turn to nothing like that.

"Sigh, I never thought I'd see such a righteous person in my life."

"Yes, I used to think the Sacred Sect wasn't worthy of the title of number one sect, but now it seems our disciples fall far short."

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"Sect Master, don't stop me. This cannot be prevented, or once the ancient great demon recovers, everyone will die." Lin Fan's voice was slightly hoarse, already resigned to death.

Sect Master Yan and the others looked at Lin Fan's thin figure, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.

As sect master, he ultimately had to rely on a sect disciple—this was so frustrating.

In the end, he was still too weak.

"Uncle Master..." Zong Gentian looked at the scene before him and burst into tears.

Mie Qiongqi clenched his fists, his heart full of resentment.

"Sect Master, I have one hope: that Donglingzhou may know peace. For that, even sacrificing my life is worth it. But unfortunately, I can no longer stay with the sect, nor see the smiles of the disciples... sigh."

Lin Fan let out a long sigh, stirring sadness and heartache.

Sect Master Yan and the others heard these words, feeling as if something was stuck in their chests, their breathing becoming difficult.

Supreme Elder Wuya clenched his aged hands, knowing that this could not be stopped.

The ancient great demon must be destroyed.

And Lin Fan might truly die.

"It won't be. The Sacred Sect will remember you forever. Sect Master, Wuya begs you: after all this is over, build a second Heaven-Offering Spirit Statue for him, standing outside the sect hall, for generations of the sect to look up to." Wuya said.

Sect Master Yan nodded.

The Sacred Sect had only one Heaven-Offering Spirit Statue—that of the founding patriarch. Now building one for Lin Fan outside the hall was an unprecedented decision.

Lin Fan, who had been spitting blood continuously, was ecstatic inside upon hearing this.

A Heaven-Offering Spirit Statue—that was the highest honor, something that should never have been possible.

Any sect would only have one Heaven-Offering Spirit Statue.

"Sect Master, I..." Acting naturally required playing the part. Lin Fan was too moved to speak, then turned his head slightly and said in a faltering voice, "Sect Master, it's not worth it. It costs too much of the sect's resources."

"I, Duan Wuyi, have never admired anyone in my life. You are the savior of Donglingzhou. For the materials of the Heaven-Offering Spirit Statue, my Taiwu Sect is willing to contribute one-third of its treasures."

"Although my Fengtian Sect has been at odds with the Sacred Sect, after this, my Fengtian Sect will also contribute one-third of its treasures."

"And the Xuanyang Sect."

"The Taiyi Sect as well."

"The Benlei Sect is also willing."

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Thirty top-tier sects...

One-third of their treasures.

Lin Fan again spat out several mouthfuls of blood—not to set the scene, but because he was utterly shocked.

The materials for a Heaven-Offering Spirit Statue were extremely strict, all precious treasures.

With so many sects contributing now, how magnificent would his statue be?

He dared not think—Lin Fan truly dared not think.

But no matter what, he had to clarify one thing.

"Thank you, everyone. I have no regrets in this life. But Sect Master, after I die, can you build it within ten days and place my body on the statue? That way, I'll feel like I'm still living in the sect." Lin Fan looked at Sect Master Yan with pleading eyes.

"Alright..." Sect Master Yan nodded sorrowfully.

After receiving the reply, Lin Fan tossed his head.

Damn, this time he really hit the jackpot.

"Ancient great demon, I'll fight you to the death!"

"Pfft pfft pfft pfft..."

Again, he spat out several pounds of blood.

This time, he was excited to the point of spitting blood.

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