Chapter 725: The Enemy Comes Knocking

"Benefactor, this guy seems pretty cocky," said the Venerable Shijia quietly.

"Yeah, I noticed too." Lin Fan whispered back to the Venerable Shijia. He really had no idea who Hong Jingtian was; if not for the bystanders mentioning it, he wouldn't have known his name.

Seeing that Lin Fan of the Uprising Army didn't dare to breathe loudly under Hong Jingtian's words, the crowd laughed. It seemed he had some sense, knowing the might of Hong Jingtian from the Primordial Squad.

But then a shocking scene unfolded.

Lin Fan directly interrupted Hong Jingtian, stepped forward, his aura surging, and said domineeringly, "Don't waste so much nonsense with me. Two days from now, meet at the mission square."

"Move out."

Lin Fan waved his hand and swept the Uprising Army members into his cave heaven. At this moment, if they were to brawl with the Primordial Squad, the Uprising Army would surely lose.

The members of the Primordial Squad had their own strength; even without using magic power, they were humanoid monsters. Even with spirit weapons for protection, the Uprising Army might not be a match for the Primordial Squad.

But after they returned, the situation would be different.

In an instant, Lin Fan melted into the light screen and vanished without a trace.

Boom!

The crowd in the square erupted completely at that moment.

"What did he just say? Two days later? Is he going to start a war with the Primordial Squad?"

"Crazy, I think the Uprising Army has gone mad. This is the Primordial Squad!"

...

Hong Jingtian's face tightened. He hadn't expected any squad to dare challenge the Primordial Squad. Even the members of the Primordial Squad couldn't help but laugh.

"Haha, this Uprising Army is hilarious."

"Courageous, but they need to see if they have the strength."

"Perfect, while we suppress the Cold Heaven Monarch, we can have some fun during our break. I wonder how long it's been since we last fought another squad."

"Thirty years. Since the Primordial Squad became the top squad in the Guardian Land, no other squad has dared to provoke us."

"Yeah, time really flies."

...

When the Uprising Army members entered the cave heaven, they were all stunned by the scene before them.

"The captain's cave heaven is like this—so magnificent."

"Yeah, look, there are living beings. This is a phenomenon that only occurs when one has cultivated the cave heaven to its limit."

"Compared to the captain's cave heaven, mine is so insignificant."

"Amitabha, are you all here to receive electroshock therapy?" At that moment, the Thunder Taming Dharma King drifted over. Seeing these beings, he revealed a brilliant smile. It had been a long time since he had tamed anyone, and he was feeling a bit pent up.

"Amitabha, I am the Venerable Shijia. May I ask the master's name?" The moment the Thunder Taming Dharma King appeared, the Venerable Shijia felt an immense wave of Buddhist power rushing toward him.

The Thunder Taming Dharma King's eyes lit up when he saw the Venerable Shijia. He had always coveted the Venerable Shijia's "Conversion Art." If he could learn it, he could advance and become the King Buddha of Edification.

In an instant, the Thunder Taming Dharma King and the Venerable Shijia locked eyes, chanting Buddha's name, engaging in deep communication.

...

Lin Fan had already sent his two primordial avatars on their separate missions, while his main body led the Uprising Army.

If they completed all these missions, they should earn tens of millions of contribution points.

Then they would be rich overnight and could exchange for anything they wanted.

So far, Lin Fan hadn't seen what could be exchanged in the Guardian Land, and he was quite curious.

A step away, a thousand miles in an instant.

When Lin Fan released the Uprising Army members from the cave heaven, the Venerable Shijia sighed.

"Benefactor, I didn't expect your cave heaven to contain someone with such profound Buddhist teachings," the Venerable Shijia said admiringly. The Thunder Taming Dharma King had completely impressed him.

"Monk, you've met the Thunder Taming Dharma King?" Lin Fan was startled. Had the Thunder Taming Dharma King already tamed the Venerable Shijia?

"I have met him. We had a wonderful conversation, and I benefited greatly. Especially that mysterious electrifying object—it's amazing. I was just about to experience it when you pulled me out," the Venerable Shijia said with regret.

"Phew!" Lin Fan breathed a sigh of relief. Good thing he made it in time, or the monk would have been in trouble.

"Alright, here's our first mission. Everyone, cheer up! Let's charge!" Lin Fan shouted and charged toward the small ancient tribe camp below.

The Uprising Army members were all spirited. Seeing the small ancient tribe camp below, they were full of fighting spirit, waving flags and shouting.

This was a low-grade Earth-level mission, not difficult. The small ancient tribe camp had only one ancient tribe member at the fifth level of Divine Heaven, so it was easy.

In the blink of an eye, wherever the Uprising Army passed, nothing grew.

Countless ancient tribes were overwhelmed by the Uprising Army's might, and countless beings were rescued by them.

Every time they appeared, the Uprising Army spoke with righteousness and declared justice. The rescued beings all learned that in the Ancient Saint Realm, there was a powerful squad called the Uprising Army.

But for the ancient tribes, it was a disaster. They had no idea where this Uprising Army came from. They were like beasts, attacking ancient tribes on sight without even a word, as if in a great hurry.

Burn all, loot all, kill all.

The three-all policy was fully carried out by the Uprising Army.

The Uprising Army members were ecstatic. They had never experienced such a thing, nor had they imagined they would have such a satisfying time.

In the Guardian Land, they had been despised by all squads, but after joining the Uprising Army, they became like warriors.

Every time they rescued a group of beings from the myriad races, they were hailed as heroes, praised and embraced by them.

This feeling was truly wonderful.

A day later.

The Uprising Army had reaped great rewards. Lin Fan didn't take the ancient tribes' wealth; he let the Uprising Army members keep it all. For them, this expedition was incredibly profitable.

"Benefactor, we've been fast enough, but we've only completed fifty missions so far," said the Venerable Shijia. He had lost count of how many ancient tribes he had converted, but it was no less than tens of thousands.

"No rush. We only need to complete fifty missions today. I've left the rest to my primordial avatars," Lin Fan said.

The Venerable Shijia smiled. "So the benefactor had a backup plan. I was worrying for nothing."

"Monk, you look sneaky. Is something wrong?" The Venerable Shijia's expression was somewhat sorrowful, and Lin Fan could tell.

"Benefactor, we've been together for a while now, and feelings have grown between us. Look at my chest—why don't you help me out?" the Venerable Shijia said.

Lin Fan had thought the Venerable Shijia had gotten used to it, but it seemed the monk still had it on his mind.

But even so, Lin Fan was powerless.

"Monk, I really can't. If I could, I would have solved it long ago. But maybe later, when I've mastered this technique, there might be a way," Lin Fan said.

"Alas." The Venerable Shijia sighed, looking helpless.

Hum!

At that moment, a beam of light shot through the air eerily. If not for Lin Fan's keen spiritual sense, he might not have noticed it.

"Who's there?" Lin Fan's face hardened. He unleashed the Eight Sounds of the Heavenly Dragon, and a mana dragon surged forth, dispersing the light.

The attacker was hostile and mysterious. Just that one move made Lin Fan take it seriously.

"Come out!" Lin Fan's face turned cold. He clawed at the void, as if gripping the entire world in his hand.

In an instant, several figures flickered into view. They opened their mouths wide, and several dragon roars shook the heavens.

Seeing this, Lin Fan couldn't help but laugh.

"So it's the ancient ferocious beast dragon clan. What business do you have?"

Several old men floated in the void, their expressions fierce. "Hmph, you killed our tenth prince, and you dare ask what business we have?"

Lin Fan paused. So the enemy had come knocking. But this must be a misunderstanding—the tenth prince was alive and well.

Moreover, he had even cultivated the dragon clan's three great divine arts, the "Ancestral Dragon Reincarnation Art."

Of course, all of this was thanks to yours truly. If not for my actions, how could the tenth prince have cultivated the "Ancestral Dragon Reincarnation Art"?

But these dragons dared to come looking for trouble—were they seeking death?

The Dragon-Slaying Saber, unmatched under heaven.

Lin Fan instantly hefted the Dragon-Slaying Saber onto his shoulder and looked at the dragons. "Show me some respect, or I won't mind chopping you all down."

In an instant, the wind and clouds stirred. The Dragon-Slaying Saber emitted a powerful aura, enveloping the dragons.

In the minds of these dragons, a scene appeared.

Thousands of dragon corpses stained the mountains and rivers with blood.

The entire world seemed to collapse at that moment, a killing aura spreading out.

Lin Fan looked at the scene before him and couldn't help but smile.

The Dragon-Slaying Saber was truly a good thing. From now on, would the dragon clan still dare to act arrogantly in front of me?