CHAPTER 426: CHAPTER 0423: ARE YOU SICK? I EVEN PLEADED FOR YOU

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滴答!

The world was eerily silent.

But in this silence, the sound of blood dripping was shockingly loud.

"Not dead?"

At this moment, it was Lin Fan’s turn to be surprised. He had fired a point-blank arrow that should have easily obliterated a head—no exaggeration, the guy was supposed to be dead without a doubt.

"Ah!"

This was not a scream of pain but a roar of fury that echoed through the heavens and earth.

Left Immortal was not dead, but on the brink of exploding with anger. His forehead was splattered with blood, and that last attack had inflicted unspeakably terrifying damage on him.

A relic emerged from the center of his brow, with a Buddha chanting scriptures, a Buddha Lotus blooming, and the surrounding world painted in the hues of Buddha Power, as if transformed into a miniature Western Pure Land.

"So it’s this thing that saved his damn life," Lin Fan muttered to himself.

Left Immortal was drenched in cold sweat, secretly relieved he still had some tricks left.

The Ancient Buddha Relic he had once obtained had saved his life. If not for this item, he would have truly been critically injured.

Qin Yang seized the opportunity and said, "Oh? This is quite interesting, Left Immortal. I heard your Ancient Sacred Land has beef with Buddhism. So how come you’re using an Ancient Buddha Relic to save your sorry life? If your elders find out, they’ll probably beat you so hard your butt falls off."

"Qin Yang, you’re courting death!" Left Immortal’s killing intent surged wildly, and his desire to crush Qin Yang wouldn’t subside.

Qin Yang, with a face begging for a beating, replied, "Tsk, uneducated. Besides saying ’courting death,’ can you come up with anything else? But as a considerate Little Immortal Venerable, I can understand. You’ve immersed yourself in cultivation, but neglected your studies. That’s why, you see, your Ancient Sacred Land churns out brutish people, and you’re just one of their wild mongrels."

"Why are you looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong? Don’t look at me like that. Brother Lin is my good friend. Your priority right now should be figuring out how to survive him, instead of gazing longingly at my stunningly handsome face."

Xiang Fei stepped up and lightly patted Qin Yang on the shoulder, saying, "Brother Qin, that’s enough."

He was both saving Qin Yang and worrying about Qin Yang’s future.

What was the need for this?

Though Qin Yang hadn’t said much outright, Xiang Fei could still guess—Qin Yang must have suffered under Left Immortal’s oppression in the past. Otherwise, he wouldn’t act this way.

Even against the War King, Qin Yang didn’t show much emotional fluctuation.

But when it came to Left Immortal, his behavior changed completely.

From afar, the spectators noticed Qin Yang as well.

"Huh! That’s Qin Yang from the Immortal Venerable Family of the Qin Clan. Didn’t expect him to be here too."

"This seems to be a feud between Qin Yang and Left Immortal. Wonder where Qin Yang found such helpers capable of suppressing Left Immortal."

"Fortunes change; no one ever knows who’ll fall next."

"Now this has gotten interesting."

Left Immortal roared furiously, "Return the Sun Destroying Immortal Bow!"

"Sun Destroying Immortal Bow? Never heard of it. My bow is called the Slaughter Pig Bow. Are you sure you’ve got the right one?"

Lin Fan replied nonchalantly. Things in his hands were his, and he lived by a simple creed: if this bow came to him, it was fated to stay with him.

Now that the Immortal Treasure had been seized, Left Immortal couldn’t accept it. He pressed his fingers into an Immortal Technique and activated the Treasure Control Method, attempting to reclaim what he had lost.

Buzz!

The Sun Destroying Immortal Bow was stirred, vibrating. It was indeed something Left Immortal had refined. Now, under his summons, it was trying to return to him.

The power within the Immortal Treasure began to counter-attack, transforming into sharp energy that sliced into Lin Fan’s palm.

"Calm down," Lin Fan said softly, exerting light pressure with his five fingers to subdue the Sun Destroying Immortal Bow, rendering it motionless.

"Give it back!"

Left Immortal erupted in rage, the Ancient Buddha Relic between his brows radiating dazzling Buddha Light. A Buddha opened its Buddha Eyes, and an enormous Buddha Hand tore through the Void, reaching for Lin Fan.

Lin Fan drew the bowstring with two fingers, channeling Martial Arts Will and Immortal Dao Laws into a single arrow. Its brilliance and terrifying power manifested as a True Dragon, roaring forth.

Whoosh!

The piercing sound of the arrow cutting through the air was unbearable.

With a thunderous boom, a scream of agony followed.

The Buddha Hand shattered, and the hand Left Immortal stretched out was blown apart, leaving it a mangled mess of flesh and blood, with white bone visible amidst the carnage. Blood flowed in torrents, dyeing the Heavenly Vault crimson.

"Left Immortal has been injured! Who on earth is that guy?"

"Left Immortal, with his terrifying Immortal Body, isn’t a match for this nobody? If this gets out, no one will believe it!"

The spectators were utterly shocked, their mouths agape.

Who was this person?

Left Immortal was a monstrous talent from an Ancient Sacred Land, an unparalleled legend wielding the Sun Destroying Immortal Bow, slaying all who stood in his path.

"I want you dead!"

Left Immortal roared, unable to suppress his rage any longer. He unleashed terrifying Divine Skills, fully activating his Immortal Body. A phantom of an ancient beast appeared above him, ripping apart the sun and moon and exuding an aura of world-destroying terror that made everyone around struggle to breathe.

"The louder you scream, the harder the beating you’ll take," Lin Fan said, his fingers poised on the bowstring. With a sharp sound, an arrow shot forth. But it didn’t end there; his hands blurred into continuous motion, sending forth a barrage of arrows like an unstoppable storm.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Arrow after arrow tore through the air, countless True Dragons roaring out. The power of the bow was astonishing, something ordinary people could never withstand. Now, with Lin Fan forcibly wielding it, its might became even more terrifying.

Though the exertion drained immense physical and mana reserves each time he fired, Lin Fan remained unfazed. The Martial Arts Ultimate Body he possessed was among the rarest and most superior constitutions, far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Left Immortal countered fiercely, smashing arrows apart with his palms and dodging swiftly. Yet the arrows surged forward unabated, reducing the mountains behind him to nothing but dust—completely obliterated, with no trace left.

"Ah!"

An arrow pierced through Left Immortal’s calf, exploding into a bloody hole with shredded flesh.

Another arrow shot through his shoulder, obliterating half of it, leaving no flesh or muscle intact.

Screams of anguish erupted unrelentingly.

Left Immortal was unwilling to accept this.

He was a prodigy, a heavenly chosen, suppressing countless Sacred Lands into irrelevance. Even his Immortal Body was mightier than the Fighting Immortal Body. Why was this happening?

Why?

Though the light of the arrows had faded, the overwhelming aura of the Sun Destroying Immortal Bow still engulfed the surroundings.

"Are you out of tricks? If so, my next arrow will truly kill you," Lin Fan said, drawing the bowstring once more and summoning a radiant arrow. Its mere presence terrified the onlookers—it was bound to shake the heavens. If he released it, this prodigy of an Ancient Sacred Land would fall in a pool of his own blood, his legacy wiped clean, his name forever erased from the Immortal Realm.

From afar.

Left Immortal, battered and broken, glared venomously at Lin Fan. His body, soaked in blood, burned with rage so intense that it could almost consume the heavens.

"You’re someone with an Emperor Scripture at your disposal, and yet you’ve reached this desperate point without using its powers to crush me? Are you holding back?" Lin Fan asked.

He had seen through Left Immortal long ago—it was clear he still had some cards to play. But why hadn’t he used them?

What was he waiting for?

Xiang Fei glanced at Qin Yang. Feeling the weight of that gaze, Qin Yang suddenly snapped to realization.

Oh no.

Could Brother Lin actually be intending to kill Left Immortal?

If that’s the case, things could get really complicated.

"Brother Lin, wait..." Qin Yang hurried forward and whispered, "He’s the heir of an Ancient Sacred Land. If you really kill him, it’ll cause huge trouble!"

Lin Fan frowned, not because he was afraid of killing Left Immortal.

But because he realized Qin Yang’s body was trembling.

It made sense.

Qin Yang was from an Immortal Venerable Family. If Left Immortal were slain, there’d be no escape for Qin Yang either.

Moreover, with so many people still watching from afar, the truth wouldn’t stay hidden.

Qin Yang looked at the miserable state Left Immortal was in and felt quite pleased. Then he cleared his throat and began, "Left Immortal, your downfall today stems heavily from your usual arrogance and haughtiness. You think you’re unbeatable, but you fail to understand that my Brother Lin is ’man beyond man, sky beyond sky.’"

"As a Little Immortal Venerable of the Qin Clan, I naturally value talent. Seeing your efforts in cultivation, it would truly be a pity if you died here."

"Now, apologize to me. I’ll plead with Brother Lin on your behalf, and you might just keep your worthless life."

Qin Yang straightened his posture, his confidence soaring to the skies.

This was his moment of glory.

Reflecting on how elegantly he’d delivered this statement, Qin Yang couldn’t help but smile. But he quickly stifled it—such a grave scenario demanded seriousness, not frivolity.

"Apologize. There’s only one chance," he added, thinking, Don’t mess this up. If you die, I’m utterly screwed. The old monsters from the Ancient Sacred Land will definitely come after me for this.

Though not afraid, it would mean he’d have to stay confined within his family forever after.

Left Immortal, wounded and ferocious, glared at Qin Yang so fiercely it made his heart feel heavy. Damn, why’re you staring at me so much? Can’t you see I’m trying to save your life here?

Ungrateful bastard.

"Hahahahaha..." Suddenly, Left Immortal burst out laughing. The laughter was eerie, blood-chilling, almost maniacal. Laughing too vigorously, blood poured from his wounds.

"Well, well done, Qin Yang. A worm like you dares speak to me like that?"

"And you!" he howled, glaring at Lin Fan. "Do you really think you can kill me?"

"Dream on! You’re delusional!"

Before his words could fade, Left Immortal charged at Lin Fan, the Ancient Buddha Relic at his brow flaring to life with divine brilliance.

Whoosh!

Lin Fan released the bowstring. The arrow ripped through the air and, with a sickening sound, destroyed the Buddha Light. Left Immortal’s body was pierced by the arrow, blown apart into fragments that scattered through the air.

"Why bother?" Qin Yang sighed. "Didn’t I explain it clearly enough?"

"Would an apology have killed you?"

"It would’ve made me happy, and I’d have ensured you lived. Such an easy bargain, and you threw it away because your brain doesn’t work."

"He’s not dead yet," Lin Fan said.

Qin Yang froze. "Impossible. You turned him into that many pieces. If he’s not dead, that’s just absurd."

Lin Fan focused intently, scanning the distant heavens. Was it due to the Emperor Scripture or Left Immortal’s unique Immortal Body?

The Heart Demon Immortal Body.

What exactly was this Immortal Body? What kind of trickery was it capable of?

Under normal circumstances, any Immortal smashed to this extent would be unequivocally dead.

"Found it."

Suddenly.

Lin Fan detected movement in a patch of distant Void. With a quick draw, he fired another arrow. A muffled sound resonated from deep within the Void.

This was followed instantly by an enraged roar.

"Qin Yang, I’ll make sure you regret this!"

Qin Yang stood dumbfounded before shouting, "What the hell is wrong with you? I didn’t even do it! I was the one pleading for your life!"

He was dumbfounded.

What was wrong with people these days?

Trying to save someone out of good intentions, only to be targeted by their vengeance in return.

Wait a second.

He understood, completely understood now.

Left Immortal didn’t even know Lin Fan’s name. Of the three of them, the only one he recognized was him.

Shit!