Chapter 885 Who the Hell Has No Eyes

A minute later.

The Water-Fire Great Emperor frowned slightly, then suddenly stood up. A flash of light flickered on his body, and a robe draped over him.

What's going on?

The Water-Fire Great Emperor was somewhat puzzled, not knowing what had happened. In that instant just now, it was as if even his consciousness had fallen asleep, without any sensation at all.

Where did my concubine run off to? The Water-Fire Great Emperor looked around, and in an instant, rage blazed within him. Damnable concubine, actually ran away behind my back.

At that moment, the Water-Fire Great Emperor moved forward, and suddenly felt some discomfort in his body, especially a throbbing pain between his legs.

But to the Water-Fire Great Emperor, he paid it no mind at all.

With a flick of his finger, the dimensional world dissipated. Then the Water-Fire Great Emperor stood in the void, gazing at this heaven and earth.

The Water-Fire Great Emperor stood there quietly, but his divine sense had already spread out, searching for Lin Fan's figure. Yet the search yielded nothing, causing the Water-Fire Great Emperor to furrow his brow.

He actually vanished without a trace.

Then the Water-Fire Great Emperor disappeared between heaven and earth, as if he had never appeared.

And right below, in a mud pit.

There was a pair of eyes, gleaming with a faint light, watching the situation above. The owner of those roguish eyes was none other than Lin Fan.

Damn, lucky I'm smart. Knowing I couldn't escape, I went invisible and wrapped myself in this mud to cover my scent.

Lin Fan was quite satisfied with his own intelligence.

This trick never failed; whenever he was pursued, using this tactic basically ensured a safe escape.

But he couldn't leave just yet. This Water-Fire Great Emperor was not inferior to him, and it was hard to say if he wouldn't pull a surprise attack. He had to hide a bit longer.

Quietly, Lin Fan lay there motionless, not caring how dirty the mud was, just not moving.

Sure enough, not long after.

A figure appeared in the void.

And that figure was unmistakably the Water-Fire Great Emperor.

Hmph!

Damnable concubine, if I catch you, I'll break all three of your legs.

This domineering voice resounded through the void. Hearing this, Lin Fan took a deep breath. What a domineering woman.

At the same time, he swore to heaven that no matter what, he would never let himself be caught. He had to raise his strength, only then would he have the capital to contend with her, to suppress her beneath him and let her know who was boss.

Heh, you think I don't know your tricks? I've seen through every hair on your body. Don't tell me you're still trying to ambush me.

Lin Fan was very confident at the moment, still not moving, letting the Water-Fire Great Emperor put on a show.

Even now that the Water-Fire Great Emperor had left, Lin Fan still made no move, because in his view, the Water-Fire Great Emperor was quite treacherous.

Sure enough, as Lin Fan had thought, the Water-Fire Great Emperor appeared several times in succession, as if waiting for Lin Fan to fall into the trap.

Seeing this, Lin Fan didn't want to say much. He just lay there and closed his eyes to rest.

These past few years, he had been tormented painfully and hadn't rested in a long time. He needed a good rest.

Once he fell asleep, Lin Fan felt like he could sleep soundly.

…

The battle between Lin Fan and the Water-Fire Great Emperor had already lasted five years. In these five years, the Ancient Saint Realm had changed greatly.

One after another, powerful beings revived. The myriad races that had once been suppressed by the Ancient Clan turned the tables, because they now had the strongest beings in their hearts. As for the Ancient Clan, their status remained largely unchanged, only they could no longer be as overbearing as before.

The three thousand demon gods of the Ancient Clan had been continuously awakening over these five years.

This would be an earth-shattering war.

And the progenitors of the myriad races, upon awakening, each established a sect, taking in all members of their race as disciples.

This time, the golden age of the myriad races had arrived, but beneath the surface, undercurrents surged.

Two years ago, the Winged Clan god Lucifer fell and colluded with the Ancient Clan.

In the past year, a battle had even occurred: the Giant Clan king Kuafu clashed with the Ancient Clan's Death Demon God. That battle shattered heaven and earth, broke stars, and caused countless casualties.

But the strongest beings of all races were watching, as if waiting for something.

Traitor, hand over the Buddhist clan's treasure!

At that moment, several streaks of light flew across the void. The leading streak was fleeing in great haste, chased until it had nowhere to go.

It's mine, not the Buddhist clan's! A monk roared, but two large basketball-like protrusions bounced on his chest, quite eye-catching.

If Lin Fan saw this, he would definitely be shocked. Isn't that the Venerable Shakyamuni?

This Venerable Shakyamuni was a prodigy of the Buddhist clan. How could he now be hunted by his own people?

Hmph, a monstrous body. Capture him directly and hand him over to the Buddha for judgment.

Sky-Covering Buddha Hand.

Suddenly, the void trembled. A giant golden Buddha hand descended from the sky, directly enveloping Venerable Shakyamuni.

Seeing this, Venerable Shakyamuni's heart leaped in fright.

Damn, you're serious!

In the past few years, Venerable Shakyamuni felt the world had become so big. The moment the Guardian Ground shattered, he planned to return to the Buddhist clan to blend in. But who would have thought that upon returning, he found the Buddhist clan had changed.

Those kings of Buddhas he once held in the highest regard seemed to have been beaten up. After inquiring, he learned that a powerful being had suppressed them all.

Venerable Shakyamuni knew a strong one had descended, and that strong one claimed the Buddhist clan was his creation.

To Venerable Shakyamuni, this sounded like a fantasy. But considering his own cultivation, it seemed insufficient to even fill the other's teeth, so he kept a low profile.

But who would have thought that the secret of his possession of the Great Conversion Buddha Light would be discovered by that Tathagata Buddha, who demanded he hand it over.

To Venerable Shakyamuni, that was definitely not possible. Just because you want it doesn't mean I'll give it to you. Our friendship hasn't reached that level.

So Venerable Shakyamuni fled that very night. This flight lasted a year, during which he was hunted countless times, each time escaping death by a hair.

But this time, Venerable Shakyamuni felt something was off.

Those coming to hunt him now were all strong, even stronger than himself.

Give up without a fight.

The Buddha hand in the void grew larger and larger, blotting out the sky. Venerable Shakyamuni had nowhere to flee. He roared fiercely and raised his hands to support the sky.

You're going too far!

At this moment, Venerable Shakyamuni went all out. Surging dharma power erupted violently, trying to push the Buddha hand away.

But this force was too powerful. Venerable Shakyamuni only felt a tremendous force pressing down heavily on him.

Boom! Boom!

Venerable Shakyamuni was crushed down from the void by this tremendous force.

His feet landed on the ground.

I'm done for... Venerable Shakyamuni cried out, feeling he was about to perish.

Damn, who the hell has no eyes, stepping on me? Do you want to die?

Just then, a furious shout rang out.

Lin Fan's head was throbbing. He was just taking a nap, and some blind fool stepped into the mud pit. Didn't he have eyes?