CHAPTER 554: CHAPTER 0546: THEN LET’S GO

This sword stroke is quite powerful.

After all, it’s the Immortal Emperor personally making the move. If it wasn’t powerful, it would truly make no sense. But for Lin Fan, this sword stroke was indeed intriguing.

Lin Fan unleashed the Heavenly Dao-Level Divine Skill: Great Cutting Skill.

The Void was torn apart, a blade of sharp brilliance pierced through heaven and earth, directly clashing with the Emperor Qin’s killing move. There was no earth-shattering explosion, but it formed a reverse torrent instead.

"Oh!"

The Emperor Qin’s expression showed a hint of astonishment. Clearly, he hadn’t expected the opponent to exhibit such capabilities. The divine skill just displayed was extraordinarily remarkable, carrying a unique rhythm.

"If this emperor isn’t mistaken, this is the Great Cutting Skill, right?"

As someone of his caliber, he was well-versed in the famed techniques.

What surprised the Emperor Qin even more was that, judging from the divine skill the opponent had just displayed, it had been cultivated to an incredibly high level. This sheer talent, one had to admit, was somewhat terrifying.

"Haha, Family Master Qin, what keen insight. It’s just an ordinary divine skill," Lin Fan said.

The Emperor Qin replied, "An ordinary divine skill? A Heavenly Dao-Level Divine Skill turns into ’ordinary’ in your hands, and you’ve even cultivated it to such a level. In all my years dominating the Immortal Realm, I’ve truly only seen a handful capable of this."

Lin Fan smiled and said, "Thank you for the compliment."

Qin Yang watched the scene before him, as the ripples from the clashes between the two were terrifying. He could only keep his distance. But logically speaking, no matter how far he fled, it wouldn’t make a difference.

When Immortal Emperors engage in battle, if they truly fight in earnest, it’s no exaggeration to say that the heavens and earth would crumble.

"Second Uncle, what’s Father really thinking?" Qin Yang asked.

Right now, the only one who could potentially protect him was his Second Uncle.

If even his Second Uncle didn’t stand by his side...

He’d be doomed.

Qin Xiangtian glanced at Qin Yang, then smiled and said, "Your father’s intentions are simple—he wants to take you back."

"Second Uncle, my father doesn’t actually want to kill me, does he?" Qin Yang asked. To be honest, he was genuinely afraid. There was no other choice—what he had done was indeed a bit outrageous.

But he always clung to one belief.

That his dad wouldn’t really go that far, would he?

Qin Xiangtian said, "Relax. No matter what, he’s still your father. Killing you is impossible, but stripping a layer of skin? Now that’s highly likely."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yang felt a chill run down his spine.

His father’s methods were rather domineering.

At this moment.

Qin Xiangtian’s gaze grew serious as he observed Lin Fan. He hadn’t expected this kid to last so long against his elder brother.

He naturally understood his elder brother’s thoughts.

There must be some measure of gratification.

The kind of people Qin Yang used to associate with—they all knew quite well. But now, he was mingling with someone so exceptional. Not only was Qin Xiangtian taken aback, but even his elder brother was as well.

Finally learning to stay in good company, huh?

Yet, looking at the current situation, the other party seemed excessively outstanding. Comparing Qin Yang to him, the gap was glaring—it was of the dim and lackluster kind.

Lin Fan said, "Family Master Qin, Qin Yang is my brother. So, if you intend to take him back, that’s simply impossible. I believe I’ll find a way to stop you."

"You’re quite the bold youngster, so confident at such a young age. Then let’s see if you’ve got what it takes," said the Emperor Qin.

He almost wanted to laugh; never before had he encountered someone so assured. To say such things in front of an Immortal Emperor like him—did this young fellow even realize his own capabilities?

Lin Fan pondered, just as the Emperor Qin said.

The test was whether he truly had the ability.

If the battle dragged on for too long, he had little chance of victory. But if he engaged in a short confrontation and then devised a way to take Qin Yang and leave, he felt it was possible.

Against an Immortal Emperor, he had to be incredibly serious.

The blend of Martial Arts and the Immortal Path could create an extraordinary display of brilliance.

"In that case, I humbly request Family Master Qin’s guidance," Lin Fan said, clasping his fists. Then, with a bang, he vanished on the spot, leaving cracks behind at his previous location, as though the Void itself had collapsed.

The power was immense.

The Void couldn’t withstand it, directly crumbling.

"This..."

The Emperor Qin observed that Lin Fan’s method of combat was somewhat different. It wasn’t the usual Immortal Techniques but resembled a more ancient form of combat.

Soon after.

The Emperor Qin noticed that the world around him had turned upside down. Yin and Yang disrupted, heaven and earth reversed.

In terms of divine skills, Lin Fan could be considered a master of all. Every skill he used was terrifying, as those he cultivated to the pinnacle realm all involved the rules of the Dao.

"An impressive divine skill," the Emperor Qin praised. He raised his hand, pressing down with an enormous palm, dominating heaven and earth. A mystical force spread from his fingertips, forcibly reshaping the heavens and securing the inverted world in place.

"But that’s all it is."

He was an Immortal Emperor. Without an Immortal Venerable stepping forward, he was the sovereign of this land under the heavens.

Lin Fan naturally understood that ordinary divine skills wouldn’t make much of a difference against this opponent.

But he remained completely unfazed.

He struck the heavens with a single palm, leveraging an Immortal Technique that resonated with the surrounding rules of heaven and earth, attempting to suppress the Immortal Emperor.

Qin Xiangtian watched the scene before him with a serious expression.

He suddenly harbored a thought—could it be that he wasn’t a match for this kid?

But he quickly dismissed the notion.

Impossible.

No matter what, he was still an Immortal King. How could he not be this kid’s match? Sometimes, when random thoughts emerged, they turned out to be downright unsettling.

Qin Xiangtian remained confident.

At this moment.

Lin Fan could feel the immense pressure of facing an Immortal Emperor. Fortunately, the other party wasn’t hostile at heart; otherwise, things wouldn’t have gone so smoothly.

He pointed into the air with his finger.

It seemed aimless with no discernible pattern.

But he knew what he was doing, and how it needed to be done.

The Emperor Qin hadn’t gone all out against Lin Fan. After all, this young fellow was his son’s friend. Initially, before finding Qin Yang, his anger had already boiled over entirely.

He had even thought about how to properly teach Qin Yang a lesson.

However, after seeing him now.

He realized Qin Yang had made some progress and had met someone decent.

His anger significantly diminished.

But, the necessary performance still had to be put on.

At present, he frowned slightly, puzzled. He couldn’t comprehend what this kid was doing. It was somewhat perplexing, as though Lin Fan was crafting some divine skill, but he couldn’t determine which one.

"Qin Yang, we’re leaving."

At this moment.

Lin Fan delivered a palm strike. The seemingly nonsensical actions from earlier immediately became apparent to everyone.

Scriptures descended from the Heavenly Vault.

Buddhist chants echoed grandly.

"The Demon Crossing Scripture."

It was an excellent divine skill for suppression and currently Lin Fan’s most formidable skill among those he had learned.

Immediately after.

Fiery Flames poured out from the Void.

Another Heavenly Dao-Level Divine Skill.

The Emperor Qin’s expression changed dramatically, as if he had witnessed something utterly unbelievable.

"This divine skill is..."

"The Demon Crossing Scripture."

He spread his fingers wide and reached for the scripture, attempting to tear it apart.

Yet, upon contact, his hands were repelled outright.

Lin Fan seized the moment to approach Qin Yang.

"We’re leaving."

Qin Yang didn’t understand what was happening, but none of that mattered as long as they could escape.

"Second Uncle, well, we’re off."