Chapter 922: The Locust Brigade Sets Out

Lin Fan officially took over the Punishment Hall. Although the name of this hall was somewhat vulgar, Lin Fan had no intention of changing it. He wouldn't be staying in the Thunder Sect for long anyway; once things were settled, he would immediately withdraw.

Lin Fan had suppressed Lei Kuanglong with forceful means and seized the position of Punishment Hall Master, naturally causing an uproar in the Thunder Sect.

Countless disciples discussed this matter; for them, it was undoubtedly a shocking piece of news.

Lei Kuanglong and the other four hall masters were directly kicked out and came to the area where the scattered disciples lived.

"Hall Master, we are unconvinced!" the four hall masters said indignantly, wishing they could suppress Lin Fan to death, but they were outmatched and powerless for the moment.

Even Lei Kuanglong was no match for him, let alone them.

When facing Lei Ming, they couldn't even last a single move—how terrifying was that?

Lei Kuanglong's face was extremely gloomy. This was the most humiliating time; no matter what, he had to take back what he had lost.

"We must avenge this humiliation. I will personally reclaim what I lost. Let Lei Ming be arrogant for a while," Lei Kuanglong said, though he was actually a bit intimidated inside.

He had originally thought the ancestor would intervene, but who would have thought that the ancestor never showed up in the end.

At this moment, Lei Kuanglong understood that he could only rely on himself.

But now that his subordinates were asking, he naturally couldn't show weakness. Endure for a while, and when the opportunity comes, he would make sure to teach him a lesson.

Sacred Thunder Hall.

"Sacred Lord, Lei Ming did not come to the banquet, saying he had no time." Qing Xuan, following the Sacred Lord's intention, had wanted to invite Lin Fan, but who would have thought that he was sent back without even seeing him.

"Mm."

The Sacred Lord's expression was calm, without any change, but Qing Xuan knew that the Sacred Lord must be somewhat angry inside.

However, Lei Ming was powerful and not someone ordinary could deal with; this matter would probably have to be swallowed.

"Understood. Keep a close watch on every move of the Punishment Hall," the Sacred Lord said.

"Yes."

...

The next day!

Lin Fan ransacked the Punishment Hall but found nothing good; it seemed all the good stuff had been taken by Lei Kuanglong.

How infuriating.

At this time, outside the main hall, the disciples of the Punishment Hall stood in neat rows, each filled with excitement because today the hall master was going to lead them out on an expedition.

Lin Fan stood on the high platform, looking at the dense crowd of disciples below, then waved his arm and said, "All troops, advance!"

In an instant, Lin Fan enveloped all the disciples and directly vanished into the void, heading toward the vast world outside.

Some disciples who were watching the Punishment Hall were stunned by the dense figures, not knowing what Lei Ming intended to do.

That evening, Lin Fan had expected the Thunder Clan ancestor to come and talk to him, but to his surprise, the ancestor did not appear.

According to Lin Fan's speculation, the Thunder Clan ancestor must not have taken him seriously.

But thinking about the relationship between the Thunder Clan bloodline and the ancestor, Lin Fan understood.

The ancestor could control the bloodline of the Thunder Clan, meaning the life and death of Thunder Clan beings were all under the ancestor's control. Therefore, no matter how many waves you stirred up, in the ancestor's eyes, you were just an ant that could be crushed at any time.

"Hall Master, there are people ahead!" a disciple shouted at that moment.

Lin Fan had naturally already sensed beings ahead, and it seemed there were quite a few, thousands of them.

Lin Fan looked at these beings, a hint of joy flickering in his eyes, and then a plan came to mind.

"Let's go. Today, I'll take you to get rich," Lin Fan said with a wave of his hand, his fighting spirit high.

These thousands of beings were all from the Wing Clan, gathered here after just coming out of a secret realm.

Every being had a smile on their face, clearly having gained a lot from the secret realm.

The Wing Clan now had a supreme being among them, so naturally, they were not afraid of the Ancient Clans outside.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Yi, on obtaining the corpse of a Supreme Realm expert!" the Wing Clan disciples gathered around a young man and congratulated him.

This secret realm was the cenotaph of a Supreme Realm expert from long ago. The greatest treasure was the corpse of that Supreme Realm expert, which remained crystal clear and extraordinary even after the passage of time.

Especially the martial arts runes on the corpse of the Supreme Realm expert, which were treasures among treasures.

By comprehending them, one could obtain all the cultivation of that Supreme Realm expert.

"You all did well too, obtaining the elixirs and martial arts left by this Supreme Realm expert. Now that this secret realm is useless, let's go back," Yi Hongtian said with a smile.

This training trip had been very fruitful. Once he returned and refined the corpse of this Supreme Realm expert, his own strength would skyrocket, and his status in the sect would naturally rise.

"Senior Brother, what is that?" Just then, a disciple pointed into the distance, seeing lightning and thunder, very domineering, and asked nervously.

Yi Hongtian frowned, then looked intently. When he saw clearly, he laughed, "It's nothing, it's the Thunder Clan. The Thunder Clan has a good relationship with our Wing Clan. They must be out training and passing by."

...

"Hall Master, ahead is the Wing Clan."

Lin Fan looked ahead, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth. "Good, have everyone ready to plunder all their wealth."

"Ah, Hall Master, the Wing Clan has a good relationship with our Thunder Clan, this..." a disciple said hesitantly.

"What's there to fear? Survival of the fittest. Is our Punishment Hall afraid? The Wing Clan is the Wing Clan, the Thunder Clan is the Thunder Clan. They are not the same race, so they can never truly be friends. What's wrong with robbing them? It's just that they are outmatched."

Lin Fan didn't care about any of that. The current situation was not good. The supreme beings had made no move, always treating him as the main enemy. If he didn't stir up some trouble to distract them, he wouldn't be able to show his true face and show off later.

"Brothers of the Thunder Clan, where are you headed?" Yi Hongtian called out.

"Brother your sister! All of you, strip them naked and loot!" Lin Fan roared, striking out with a palm that suppressed the thousands of Wing Clan members, leaving them no room to resist.

"You..." Yi Hongtian was stunned, not expecting this situation.

At the same time, he was horrified to find that their cultivation seemed to be sealed, leaving them completely powerless to resist.

"All of you, go! No killing, just strip them naked!" Lin Fan shouted.

"Yes, Hall Master!" The disciples of the Punishment Hall shouted in unison, swarming forward like locusts.