Chapter 383: Super, Super Powerful

Lin Fan raised his hand slightly, and in the endless void, chains of rules coiled like spirit snakes.

"Hum..."

In an instant, the room where Lin Fan was staying was enveloped by a vast force.

The people on Nameless Peak suddenly changed expression, all turning to look at the room where the sect leader was staying.

Mie Qiongqi, with the highest cultivation and the most sensitive perception of power, had already sensed this vast ocean of power the moment Lin Fan summoned the chains of rules.

In everyone's eyes, the room where the sect leader was staying gradually twisted—a change brought about by the violent power.

"Sect Leader, what's wrong?" Zhang Ergou asked with a solemn expression.

"It's nothing. This is the sect leader's power. I didn't expect him to be so strong. Look above," Mie Qiongqi said, pointing to the top of the house.

That patch of void gradually twisted, and within the dark vortex opening, chains slithered like spirit snakes.

"Chains of rules..." Mie Qiongqi stared, instantly dumbfounded.

Inside the dark vortex opening, the chains of rules were densely packed, so numerous they were beyond belief.

Too strong, truly too strong.

How did the sect leader manage this?

Mie Qiongqi was already at the Great Heavenly Realm and had a deep understanding of the chains of rules.

The more chains of rules one had, the stronger their power. He himself could only condense the "Undying and Immortal" chains of rules.

Only two in total.

But he was slowly strengthening these two chains.

He knew best the difficulty involved. Even with his supreme inheritance, the path to strengthening the chains of rules was extremely arduous.

Yet the chains in that vortex were so numerous—how could he not be shocked?

At this moment.

The Holy Sect trembled.

Sect Leader Yan gazed into the distance with a solemn expression.

"Sect Leader, look there..." Supreme Elder Wuya said in shock. The dark vortex floating above Nameless Peak put immense pressure on him.

This was an absolute suppression of power.

"This kid is getting more and more terrifying, practically inhuman." Supreme Elder Wuya's eyes revealed deep shock.

The other supreme elders nodded as well, but they also felt relieved—after all, this kid was a member of the Holy Sect, and the stronger he was, the better.

"I've never seen him as human," Sect Leader Yan sighed. "How could a person condense so many chains of rules? In our hundred years, how many have we managed?"

The supreme elders heard this and nodded helplessly. Comparing people only led to frustration; perhaps this kid wasn't human at all.

Inside the room.

Lin Fan smiled, brighter than anyone.

"Damn, the system is getting more and more outrageous," Lin Fan marveled. Sleeping for a year had condensed so many chains of rules. If he slept for ten years, he'd probably soar to the heavens.

"All come here." Lin Fan crooked his finger, and the surrounding void trembled. The violent chains of rules seemed to become docile, swimming around Lin Fan.

"Four hundred and thirty-eight. What should I do with them?"

Lin Fan fell into thought, then figured it out.

Fuse them into himself, pushing his physical strength to the extreme.

The "Eternal Arm" was only made of a hundred chains of rules, yet its power was formidable, almost invincible.

"Fuse a hundred chains of rules into my left arm."

In an instant, Lin Fan crooked his finger, and the chains swimming in the void, as if finding their home, surged madly toward his left arm.

One by one, the chains of rules intertwined and sank into the left arm.

"Not bad..." Lin Fan extended his left arm and lightly slashed the void, instantly tearing a rift.

"Fuse into my left leg."

"Fuse into my right leg."

"Fuse into my torso."

Each part fused with a hundred chains of rules, leaving thirty-eight. Then Lin Fan thought of the "Eternal Rod"—should he strengthen that part too? But that was just a thought; using that part to attack would be worse than killing him.

"Fuse into my head."

Now Lin Fan's body was wrapped in chains of rules, countless chains orderly sinking into each part of his body.

The dark vortex in the void gradually dissipated.

Lin Fan sat cross-legged, eyes closed, feeling the changes in his body.

Every part of his body was filled with immense power—a power he had never felt before.

Four hundred and thirty-eight chains of rules were all fused into various parts of his body, each brimming with strength. Lin Fan sometimes wondered if he didn't control his power.

Would his "True Ultimate Destruction Kick" kick an enemy into dust? In Lin Fan's view, it wasn't impossible.

"With this, I should be able to put up a fight when the Beast Spirit Realm attacks," Lin Fan thought, still full of doubts.

The Beast Spirit Realm, the Heavenly Dao—these unknowns were all perplexing.

But he had a vague feeling that these things would descend upon East Spirit Continent before long.

Lin Fan wasn't afraid, though. With over four hundred chains of rules fused, if he couldn't take them down, then sleeping for a year would have been wasted.

What Lin Fan most wanted to solve now was how to fully grow the "Phoenix Divine Tree."

After the chick's nirvana, the "Phoenix Divine Tree" had successfully transformed into a seedling. But during the battle with the ancient great demon, it consumed too much life force, stunting its growth. Even after a year of recovery, it hadn't bounced back.

Perhaps he should go to the Barren Lands and see what could be done.

The girl Huang Ling'er, who had given him the "Phoenix Divine Tree," had looked at him in a way that suggested he would come find her later.

Days and nights reversed.

The next day.

...

On Nameless Peak, everyone was in high spirits because their sect leader, whom they thought dead, had finally come back to life.

"Sect Leader, one last dish is coming right up." Feng Bujue called from the kitchen.

Lin Fan was a bit confused. When had Feng Bujue become a cook?

"Ergou, what's up with him?" Lin Fan asked.

"Sect Leader, what do you mean?" Zhang Ergou asked, eating and looking confused.

"I mean, when did he learn to cook?" Lin Fan picked up a bite of food; it tasted pretty good. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.

"Junior brother is a great cook. After you died, everyone was in a bad mood, so he started learning. And honestly, his skills are amazing now. Besides training, the thing I look forward to most is mealtime," Zhang Ergou said happily.

Lin Fan said nothing, just accepted the fact.

As for Gong Bingye, Lin Fan didn't know what to say, but since she seemed to have no ulterior motives, he let her be.

After all, there were two little apprentices here, and Gong Bingye would need to teach them in some areas. As a man, he wouldn't know how to broach certain topics.

"Master, when are you bringing the mistress over?" Zhi Qiao, eating, looked up at Lin Fan with a cute expression.

"Huh?" Lin Fan was taken aback, then suddenly thought of someone.

Xuan Yunxian.

"Yeah, Sect Leader, while you were dead this past year, the mistress came every month and stayed for a long time. She probably doesn't know you're alive yet," Zhang Ergou said.

Lin Fan fell into thought. Right, only the Holy Sect knew he was alive; she probably didn't know yet.

"Let's eat first." Lin Fan waved his hand, changing the subject. He'd have to go see her.

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