Chapter 905: The Strongest Sword

"How is this possible."

The Supreme was greatly alarmed, his mind churning. This had never happened before—the cauldron had suddenly vanished from before his eyes, without even a trace of fluctuation.

"Damn it." The Extreme Yin Demon God burned with rage, feeling he had been toyed with.

In an instant, the Extreme Yin Demon God was surrounded by other Supremes. "Extreme Yin Demon God, hand over the divine object."

"We've all been tricked by that human. This demon god never got the divine object," the Extreme Yin Demon God said in a gloomy voice.

"Bullshit! Do you think we're easy to fool? You were the first to catch up to the cauldron, and now it's gone. Could it have vanished on its own?"

"Extreme Yin Demon God, hand over the divine object, or else..." a Supreme threatened.

"Or else what? If this demon god didn't take it, then he didn't."

The Extreme Yin Demon God was now thoroughly enraged. That despicable human had dared to mock him, and now these Supremes had surrounded him, demanding he spit out the divine object.

"Hmph!"

The other Supremes were no pushovers either, and the atmosphere grew extremely tense.

The three thousand demon gods of the Ancient Clan landed in a flurry around the Extreme Yin Demon God. At this moment, they naturally shared a common hatred and united against the outside.

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"Haha! Those fools are probably already fighting."

At this moment, Lin Fan was traversing the endless void, his heart filled with joy. This time, he had plundered most of the divine objects. For Lin Fan, this trip had not been in vain.

But it wasn't safe yet; it was hard to say whether some Supreme might catch up to him.

Lin Fan sensed his surroundings and found nothing amiss.

At some point, Lin Fan felt he had traversed the distance of countless great worlds, then stopped and landed in a valley.

The valley was bathed in twilight, with nothing but some狂暴 ancient beasts.

Just as Lin Fan was about to open the Heaven and Earth Furnace and take out the divine objects, a sense of crisis suddenly came from the void.

Puchi!

A sharp sword intent tore through the air. This sword intent was unstoppable and unavoidable. However, Lin Fan himself was a master of the sword. In an instant, he raised his finger—the Divine Finger—and caught the sword between two fingers.

The sword was a mere hair's breadth from his brow, and a few strands of hair drifted down.

So strong. This sword had sealed everything—vitality vanished, aura disappeared, the nine heavens and ten lands were completely closed off. If not for his spiritual sense, this sword might have pierced through Lin Fan's head.

But that was only if Lin Fan's physical body hadn't reached the Great Perfection of the Ancient Realm. As it was, he was unharmed.

"Not bad. You managed to catch this Ancestor's sword."

A figure appeared between heaven and earth. This figure held a sword in his arms, and standing there, he was like a heavenly sword, piercing through heaven and earth, making all things in the world bow before him.

"Ancestor of the Sword Clan."

Lin Fan looked at the man, extremely surprised. How had this guy caught up to him?

"You're wondering how this Ancestor caught up to you?" The Ancestor of the Sword Clan stared coldly at Lin Fan, his eyes like heavenly swords, stabbing into Lin Fan's soul.

Lin Fan extended his divine sense into the void, truly afraid that other Supremes might be lurking in ambush.

"Human, no need to check. It's only this Ancestor," said the Ancestor of the Sword Clan.

Hearing this, Lin Fan's heart relaxed, and then a hint of joy appeared on his brow. He no longer took the Ancestor of the Sword Clan seriously.

"Yo, Ancestor of the Sword Clan, you're quite clever to have followed me," Lin Fan said with a smile.

"Human, hand over all the divine objects, and I can spare your life." The Ancestor of the Sword Clan's aura spread through the void, and countless sword intents that could destroy everything filled the void, sealing it entirely.

Lin Fan looked up and smiled faintly. It seemed the Ancestor of the Sword Clan was determined to have him.

The void was filled with supreme sword intent, cutting off his escape. But to Lin Fan, this Ancestor of the Sword Clan was a bit too presumptuous.

"Ancestor of the Sword Clan, let's not talk about other things first. This Emperor just wants to know how you managed to follow me?" Lin Fan asked with a smile.

"Hmph." The Ancestor of the Sword Clan snorted coldly, then without another word, with a clang, a flash of sword light appeared and in the blink of an eye was before Lin Fan.

Lin Fan felt the aura around him sealed by this sword. Even with his supreme movement technique, he couldn't execute it.

For Lin Fan, the only space he could move in was this tiny spot.

And no matter where he was, it was within the edge of this sword.

"Damn it, Ancestor of the Sword Clan, you're too ruthless! You attack without a word. Is there no humanity in you?" Lin Fan shouted, unhurried.

Bang!

The Ancestor of the Sword Clan thrust his sword into Lin Fan's chest, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth. But suddenly, his expression changed. His indestructible sword had struck the human's body, yet the human was completely unharmed.

"This..." The Ancestor of the Sword Clan's expression turned grave as he tried to withdraw his sword.

But at that moment, Lin Fan grabbed the Ancestor of the Sword Clan's longsword, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. "Don't be in such a hurry."

The Ancestor of the Sword Clan's eyes showed astonishment. This longsword was a treasure forged by the Ancestor of the Sword Clan through supreme divine abilities, daily cultivation, and the condensation of countless sword principles.

Yet this human had caught the blade with his bare hand and was completely unharmed.

Just then, the Ancestor of the Sword Clan suddenly noticed the human slightly lifting his foot.

"True Art: Destruction Kick."

Not good!

The Ancestor of the Sword Clan exclaimed in alarm, trying to withdraw his sword, but the human held it firmly, unmoving.

And that kick brought an inexplicable pressure to the Ancestor of the Sword Clan, as if being hit would cost him dearly.

The Ancestor of the Sword Clan gritted his teeth, his form flickering as he stepped on a mysterious footwork, dodging instantly, but the longsword remained in Lin Fan's hand.

"Demon Calamity Sword."

The Ancestor of the Sword Clan did not pause. He pointed a finger, striking toward Lin Fan.

With that finger, many worlds appeared around them, and in each world, there was a figure of the Ancestor of the Sword Clan.

Past life, present life, future life.

Lin Fan raised an eyebrow. "You've integrated the 'Three Lives Reincarnation Sutra' into your sword intent. Ancestor of the Sword Clan, you are truly gifted."

"Hmph, arrogant talk. This Ancestor is not someone you can judge." The Ancestor of the Sword Clan hadn't expected this human to know the 'Three Lives Reincarnation Sutra.'

When the Ancestor of the Sword Clan had obtained the 'Three Lives Reincarnation Sutra,' he had been extremely excited. It was a supreme divine ability, and with his unparalleled talent, he had integrated it into his unmatched sword intent.

He created the Three Lives Sword Intent, meaning the fusion of the three lives' sword paths.

Now, the Ancestor of the Sword Clan's aura was far sharper than that of ordinary Supremes, and this move had forcibly pushed his sword path to its peak.

This was the most flourishing sword.

"Not bad. Although this Emperor's cultivation is inferior to yours, my sword path attainment is decent. How about a try?"

Lin Fan shook his hand, instantly suppressing the sword spirit within the longsword, and then struck out with the sword.

This sword also contained Lin Fan's three lives.

"Abandoning martial arts for the sword, starting anew. What do you think?"

In an instant, Lin Fan's aura changed. A sharp sword intent soared into the sky, splitting the dome of heaven above.

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