Chapter 390: Do You Want to Fuck the Earth Again?

The Seven Sacred Treasures Map ended here. Lin Fan hadn't expected that Seven Sacred would actually encounter a destined person, but he didn't know who that unlucky soul was—truly unfortunate.

But in Lin Fan's view, that old dog Seven Sacred was probably driven to desperation by him, and in the end, as long as someone came looking, regardless of talent or luck, he would directly possess them and enter cultivation.

Seven Sacred split his divine sense into multiple parts and scattered them in various forbidden lands. This method was obviously correct, as it had the highest success rate.

But Lin Fan thought it didn't matter. Even if he found someone to possess, so what? If they met again, he'd just slap him to death.

Lin Fan looked at the Parasol Tree and sighed helplessly.

A while ago, its aura was still vigorous, but now, as time passed, the Parasol Tree gradually withered. If he didn't find a way to save it soon, this divine tree of heaven and earth might die at his hands.

Lin Fan was naturally delighted with the wonders of the Parasol Tree.

It automatically absorbed the true essence of heaven and earth, then converted it into experience, so his own experience grew every moment.

"The Barren Lands—it seems it's time to go there." Lin Fan emerged from underground, floated in the void, and gazed at the distant sky.

"Save... me..."

Just then, a weak voice suddenly echoed in Lin Fan's mind.

This voice had appeared once about a year ago, and now it came again, leaving Lin Fan somewhat puzzled.

"How exactly do I save you..."

Lin Fan didn't know what to do. Ever since he absorbed a bit of the Heavenly Dao's will, he sometimes felt an inexplicable sense of foreboding, as if something major was about to happen.

"Hey hey... you, speak fully, don't just say half. How do I save you?" Lin Fan was exasperated. He had little interest in such riddle-like questions.

But no matter how Lin Fan called out, the voice that had just appeared never responded again.

Lin Fan shook his head helplessly, then tore open the void and headed for the Barren Lands.

The Barren Lands, located at the edge of Eastern Spirit Continent, were desolate and rarely entered by humans.

...

"Holy Maiden, everyone is about to collapse."

At that moment, in the Barren Lands, a peerless, ethereal young girl stood on a massive altar. On the altar stood a colossal statue that seemed to overlook all realms.

The Holy Maiden looked at her people, nodded slightly, and then gazed into the distance.

In the distance, a bloody battle raged, with blood energy rising and staining the sky red.

The people of the Barren Clan gathered together, staring at the evil spirits before them with grave expressions.

A group of evil spirits, bodiless, greedily eyed the Barren Clan. Among these evil spirits, the slain Barren Clan members had also revived, raising their weapons to attack their former kin.

Nether Evil—creatures from the Netherworld that drain a person's essence, spirit, and soul, then possess and control the host.

Huang Ling'er stood on the altar, looking at the evil creatures with a hint of loss in her eyes.

"Will the future come true?" Huang Ling'er felt lost at this moment.

She could see through the future, foreseeing what would happen.

But she hadn't seen the scene before her now.

"Hand over your Holy Maiden, and I'll spare your Barren Clan. Otherwise, I'll raze this place to the ground." Behind the group of Nether Evils, a jade-like youth, with a decisive aura, looked down upon the world.

If Lin Fan were here, he would be utterly shocked—wasn't this guy Chen Xuan? The one who claimed to be unparalleled in the universe and was later beaten by him.

Chen Xuan looked at the situation before him, a faint smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

After a year in the Netherworld, Chen Xuan had lived quite comfortably.

There, with his strength, he was simply domineering and rarely met an opponent.

He had already found two fragments of the Supreme Token, and in the Netherworld, he had dominated one region, recruiting countless Nether Evils to serve him.

What excited Chen Xuan even more was that he had inadvertently connected with the Netherworld's origin and even gained its recognition, greatly increasing his cultivation.

The first thing Chen Xuan wanted to do upon returning to Eastern Spirit Continent was to find the one who had humiliated him. But the being who called himself the Heavenly Dao had ordered him to bring back the Holy Maiden of the Barren Clan.

To Chen Xuan, what was a mere Barren Clan? With his current strength, he could annihilate them with a flip of his hand.

But sometimes, doing things too quickly was boring.

So Chen Xuan summoned the Nether Evils, letting the Barren Clan kill each other, while he watched quietly—in his eyes, this was a delightful affair.

In Chen Xuan's eyes, he had always been a man of heavenly fortune.

With great luck blessing him, he was invincible. As for the defeat a year ago, Chen Xuan saw it as merely a test.

"Clan members, don't be afraid." Huang Ling'er looked at the situation, a trace of worry appearing on her face. Then she closed her eyes slightly and chanted softly.

In an instant, heaven and earth trembled, and a mysterious force gradually formed.

A mysterious ancient well condensed in the void.

This mysterious ancient well could enhance the strength of the Barren Clan members. But at that moment, Huang Ling'er was horrified to see the ancient well in the void suddenly shatter and vanish into smoke.

"How is this possible?" Even Huang Ling'er, usually calm, changed expression at the sight, her face filled with disbelief.

How could the ancient well of prayer dissipate? It was impossible...

The Heavenly Dao is eternal, and the ancient well is eternal.

...

Chen Xuan watched the scene and laughed. "Holy Maiden, stop wasting your strength. This is just futile struggle. Surrender obediently and stop your death throes."

Chen Xuan was somewhat puzzled as to why the Heavenly Dao wanted him to bring back this Holy Maiden, but he didn't think much of it.

If he had doubted the self-proclaimed Heavenly Dao's phantom before, now he believed it completely.

Thinking back, he had once been an ordinary person, but after being chosen by this self-proclaimed Heavenly Dao, he had cultivated for a hundred years and reached his current level—truly incredible.

"If you want to take the Holy Maiden, you'll have to step over our corpses." The ferocious-faced Barren Clan members formed a wall, protecting the Holy Maiden on the altar.

Seeing their dead clan members revive one by one, they were terrified, but they had to protect the Holy Maiden at all costs and not let the enemy succeed.

"Hmph, a bunch of ants. Kill." Chen Xuan sneered, dismissing them entirely. Then he flicked his sleeve and said calmly.

The Holy Maiden looked at the scene before her, unable to remain calm any longer.

At that moment, she saw the future...

Corpses littered the fields, and the Barren Clan vanished from the world.

"Do you want to fuck the earth again?"

Just then, a voice suddenly echoed through the sky.

Huang Ling'er looked toward the void, and when she saw the newcomer, her heart trembled violently.

Chen Xuan was puzzled when he heard the voice, wondering who it was.

But when he heard those words, he seemed to recall something, and his crotch tightened sharply. "Fucking the earth"—for Chen Xuan, it was a tragedy he would never forget.

But when he saw the person in the void, Chen Xuan's expression turned utterly furious.

It's this guy again...