Chapter 480: The Ancient Beast Father's Pursuit

Roar!

In a forest, an ancient beast far larger than the three-headed giant king roared in fury.

"Who killed my obedient child..."

This three-headed giant king's body was several times larger than the one Lin Fan had slain; it was the father of the previous one.

Xia Zehua was right: ancient beast nobles share blood ties, especially between father and son, making the connection even deeper.

Now this three-headed giant king, with its fierce aura, roared, causing heaven and earth to crack. For a hundred miles around, no ancient beast dared make a sound, all trembling under its majesty.

Ancient beasts with high cultivation could speak, and this three-headed giant king had three heads, each bearing six pitch-black curved horns that gleamed in the night, exuding an imposing presence.

"Even to the ends of the earth, I will avenge my son..."

Boom!

In an instant, the three-headed giant king vanished from its spot, as if using the blood connection to track the murderer.

But when the three-headed giant king arrived at the scene, Lin Fan and the others had long since fled without a trace.

"My son..." The three-headed giant king looked at the three heads lying on the ground, filled with grief and anger.

"Who did this, leaving not even a complete corpse? My son, you died so tragically..." The three-headed giant king stared at its child's remains—only three heads left—and roared in anguish. The roar, filled with boundless pressure, shot into the sky, causing the void itself to tremble.

Lin Fan, who had already fled thousands of miles, stopped and heard the roars; his heart shuddered violently.

"Damn, lucky I ran fast. From now on, when I kill noble ancient beasts, I must hurry to escape." Lin Fan patted his chest, relieved.

This feeling was way too thrilling.

"Brother Lin, I saw you put away the three-headed giant king's corpse. Remember not to take it out, because ancient beasts hold grudges deeply. As soon as they sense the bloodline, they'll appear before you instantly." Xia Zehua warned.

He was truly afraid that Brother Lin might suddenly take a fancy to examine the corpse, and within moments, they'd be hunted down—a real tragedy.

"Uh..." Lin Fan looked at Xia Zehua, utterly confused. "You mean, as long as that thing is alive, I can't take out the corpse?"

"Yes, unless you're ready to fight it." Xia Zehua said seriously.

"Damn, so it's just dead weight." Lin Fan was speechless. He had planned to cut off the three-headed giant king's claws and refine them into a treasure, but now it seemed hopeless.

"Sigh..." Lin Fan sighed in resignation. But once I raise my strength, I'll use the corpse to lure that boss over and chop it up too—that'll be satisfying.

...

Time passed.

Lin Fan and the "Justice Squad" had been active in this area.

The Justice Squad members didn't have a system, so they had to cultivate quietly, while Lin Fan only needed to kill monsters.

Along the way, Lin Fan had slain many ancient beasts, most of which were not very high in cultivation.

Without the strongest buff, the experience gained was pitifully small.

The highest cultivation among the ancient beasts encountered was only the Earth Heaven rank Great Perfection.

In the past, Lin Fan would have been overjoyed, but now he couldn't care less.

With his own cultivation at the Cyan Heaven rank initial stage, these Earth Heaven rank beasts gave little experience, and even Cyan Heaven rank initial stage beasts offered a meager amount.

"Sigh, this damn system forces me to fight above my level. But whatever, I'm used to it. After all, I'm this wild because the system trained me."

The monthly ascension day had arrived.

During this time, Lin Fan's experience had increased quite a bit.

Meanwhile, the Justice Squad had grown accustomed to Lin Fan's training methods.

He never seemed to cultivate, only ever hunting ancient beasts.

He Chenghan of the War Clan now admired Lin Fan immensely. In his eyes, Brother Lin was so battle-hungry, even more so than the War Clan themselves.

...

The next day.

"Brother Lin, it's time to go. The ascension day has come." Xia Zehua had been waiting for this day for a long time.

Rescuing the newly ascended had never crossed their minds before.

Because that kind of action was dangerous.

In this territory ruled by the ancient clans, saving so many people was no easy task.

"Alright, everyone, perk up. Follow my orders: if I say east, don't go west; if I say play dead, don't breathe a word. Got it?" Lin Fan looked at them.

"Got it!" They stood straight, following Lin Fan's words one hundred percent.

Even Xia Zehua fully obeyed Lin Fan's commands.

For Lin Fan, taming these people didn't require any taming skills.

Because his brilliance was so dazzling.

The Justice Squad had long been enveloped by his radiance, lost in his towering image.

"Good, let's move out..." Lin Fan flicked his sleeve and led the way, the others following with fighting spirit.

They knew they were about to do something big—a monumental task.

...

Lin Fan still remembered vividly the scene when he first ascended. It was utterly awful—caught the moment he appeared, without any warning or ability to resist.

For the newly ascended, any ancient clan in the Ancient Saint Realm was their heaven, their earth, their ancestor.

The gap in strength was as vast as an ocean.

But this time, the newly ascended were fortunate, because the god of their destiny had come to save them personally. They were lucky, envied by others.

The ascension site was desolate.

On the barren land, yellow sand blew. Not far away, a patch of green marked the forest where Lin Fan had been rescued.

"Brother Lin, why is there no movement?" Mu Liang asked curiously.

"Shh, don't talk. Let's watch quietly, no rush." Lin Fan said softly.

"Okay."

A group hid in a crevice of a canyon, watching the distant scene.

The ancient clans that captured ascendants stood atop the canyon, waiting quietly, like catching turtles in a jar.

"They're coming out..."

The newly ascended appeared, looking confused, not knowing where they were. Then, just like Lin Fan at the start, they passed through the canyon.

"Clang..."

Unfortunately, as soon as they reached the canyon, the ancient clans' cages trapped them.

These ascendants were all prodigies in their lower realms, proud and arrogant, so they roared and struggled.

But to the ancient clans, these ascendants were like ants, not worth a second thought.

"Let's get ready to move..." Lin Fan took a rough look; the leading ancient clan member wasn't too strong, easily killable.

"Wait..." Just then, Lin Fan held back his hand, because in the void, a group of rescuers had arrived, just like when he was rescued.

"Brother Lin, let's go help." Xia Zehua said.

"Hold on, let's see how it goes." Lin Fan said calmly.

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. If you can hold out, I won't steal the spotlight. But if you can't, then I'll make my move.

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