Chapter 893: Ascend

Shock!

Terror!

The powerful onlookers gasped sharply. Such terror was beyond imagination.

Several heavenly kings had been slain just like that, without even a chance to react.

At this moment, the man seated on the Eternal Throne remained expressionless, but an onyx longsword floated beside him, its edge having unleashed the earlier killing intent.

A Sword Dao Supreme—an Eternal Throne expert who had cultivated the sword to its peak.

Even in death, his sword intent remained fiercely sharp, rending the heavens.

These heavenly kings at the ninth level of the Divine Heavenly Stage were not even worth a single blow in his eyes.

The Desolate God Heavenly King opened his eyes, staring in disbelief at the scene before him. The air was thick with the heavy scent of blood—the blood of several supreme heavenly kings.

Yet now, the opponent had slain all those heavenly kings with a single move they couldn't even see. How could this not be shocking?

“This must be a peerless expert at the tenth level of the Divine Heavenly Stage. How could such a guardian exist for the Eternal Throne?” exclaimed a female heavenly king. Her nine fluffy tails unfurled behind her, but now, as if from fear, her enchanting face turned slightly pale.

“The Eternal Throne is right before us. Can we really give up?” another heavenly king said, unwilling.

The Desolate God Heavenly King was unconvinced. He looked at the others and said, “Everyone, let's attack together. No matter how strong this man is, he can't withstand us all.”

“Who goes first?”

“Why don't you go first, Desolate God Heavenly King? We'll follow closely behind.”

Many of the powerful sneered. They knew exactly what the Desolate God Heavenly King meant—he wanted them to be cannon fodder.

The Desolate God Heavenly King's eyes flashed with anger, but he said nothing. The situation was indeed troublesome, and he knew that whoever went first would die.

“Monk, let's go.” Lin Fan, seeing the situation, knew it was time to step in. Since the others were helpless, it wouldn't be stealing from the little ones—they couldn't do anything anyway.

“Alright.” The Venerable Shakyamuni was also shocked by the expert seated on the Eternal Throne. The sword intent just now was overwhelmingly domineering.

At that moment, the crowd saw a man step forward and looked at him with confusion.

“Who is this?”

“That monk is from the Buddhist clan, but who is this man?”

“It seems they want to try. But if even we can't do anything, what can they do?”

…

Lin Fan smiled faintly and said to the crowd, “Since you can't obtain the Eternal Throne, I'll take it.”

These words made the heavenly kings bristle.

“Who are you?”

“We can't suppress such an existence, and you think you can?”

“Brother, don't throw your life away.”

Lin Fan paid no heed to their warnings. Ridiculous—that thing was just a tenth-level Divine Heavenly Stage Eternal Throne expert. If he couldn't handle it, that would be something.

“Hmph, he's asking for death. That monk is only at the ninth level of the Divine Heavenly Stage.”

“But it's good to have someone die. We can watch carefully and maybe find a weakness.”

Lin Fan shook his head. He was determined to claim the Eternal Throne.

As Lin Fan approached, the man seated on the Eternal Throne suddenly stood up, unleashing a tremendous sword intent.

“This guardian of the Eternal Throne is definitely a tenth-level Divine Heavenly Stage expert. This sword intent is beyond us.”

“Indeed, with such sword intent, who can withstand it?”

…

Clang!

Suddenly, a sharp sword intent filled heaven and earth. The intense, fierce edge was felt even by the powerful who were far away.

This edge could cut through everything. Even as ninth-level Divine Heavenly Stage experts, they could hardly resist.

At that moment, their faces turned pale with despair. Just this sword intent alone made it impossible for them to resist. The Eternal Throne seemed destined to be masterless.

The figure gripped the sword hilt and, in a thousandth of an instant, struck swiftly. A sword light tore through heaven and earth, crossing layers of time and space.

“He's dead for sure…”

The crowd had already foreseen Lin Fan and the Venerable Shakyamuni's fate. Facing such power, even they were helpless—this was power beyond all.

But at that moment, Lin Fan calmly raised his hand, two fingers together, and gently traced downward. Suddenly, a terrifying scene unfolded before the crowd.

The mighty sword light was instantly severed. The guardian of the Eternal Throne trembled slightly, a light burst from his head, and he was split in two.

Gone in a puff of smoke!

The crowd was stunned, their breathing quickened. They couldn't believe what they had just witnessed.

“Monk!”

“Coming.” The Venerable Shakyamuni was in awe of Lin Fan's strength—it was simply heaven-defying.

Lin Fan grabbed with five fingers, snatched the Eternal Throne, and then pressed it firmly onto the Venerable Shakyamuni's head.

“Break through,” Lin Fan said softly. With an Eternal Throne, the monk should be able to ascend.

Boom!

The Eternal Throne merged into the Venerable Shakyamuni's body, instantly stirring and emitting divine light—a sign of sublimation.

The Venerable Shakyamuni felt as if his body were filled with infinite power, like a volcano about to erupt.

At that moment, Lin Fan gazed into the void. Deep in the void, someone seemed to be watching. When they saw the Eternal Throne taken, a surge of anger erupted.

But in an instant, the anger dissipated, as if being restrained.

A smile curled at the corner of Lin Fan's mouth. It seemed someone was pulling the strings behind all this, but they were patient enough not to show themselves.

What Lin Fan didn't know was that in the endless sky, a pair of furious eyes were fixed on him.

“Lin Fan, just wait…”

…

“The Eternal Throne was stuffed into the monk's body by that guy.”

“Who is that man? He took the Eternal Throne but didn't use it himself—he gave it to the monk beside him. This… this…”

“How can this be? We traveled thousands of miles to get here and got nothing. Damn it!”

“There are many Eternal Thrones in the world, but countless people fight for each one. When will we ever get one?”

At this moment, the powerful burned with unwilling anger, but facing an existence that could suppress the Eternal Throne, they dared not provoke him.

All their anger was hidden in their hearts, never to be unleashed.

Just then, the Venerable Shakyamuni's body radiated intense Buddhist light. The Great Conversion Buddha Light within him dominated everything, sublimating to the limit and stepping into the eternal, indestructible stage.

“Evil!”

Suddenly, the void trembled. A force swept through everything, destroying all in the world.

When Lin Fan sensed this aura, his expression changed abruptly.

“What the…”