CHAPTER 375: CHAPTER 0372: WHY ARE YOU SO FAMILIAR WITH ME

Once!

Someone told him, "You’re really handsome," and he accepted it gladly.

Someone told him, "You’re really powerful," and he accepted it gladly too.

But now, when someone said they were going to kill him, he couldn’t accept it. He couldn’t even imagine it.

Chaotic Demon Youth’s expression darkened for a moment, trying hard to suppress his laughter—until he couldn’t hold it back anymore. With a hearty laugh, he bent over, clutching his stomach, tears nearly streaming down his face from Lin Fan’s words.

"Interesting, truly interesting. No one has ever said such a thing to me before."

"Kill me?"

"You idiot! Are you dreaming?"

Chaotic Demon Youth’s eyes gleamed with a fierce light. Just as he was about to raise his head, he suddenly noticed a figure appear before him.

"Hmm?"

"Such incredible speed."

That was his inner shock—even he barely reacted in time.

Just as he managed to process what was happening...

BAM!

Chaotic Demon Youth’s abdomen took a heavy blow. However, he seemed to be wearing an Immortal Treasure that formed a protective barrier, nullifying the punch.

"Ha! Not bad, quick enough—you actually dared to strike. But do you think it will work?"

Clearly, Lin Fan’s punch had startled him.

Who would have expected him to take action?

Utterly suicidal.

Inside, he was shocked by Lin Fan’s strength. But fortunately, the Immortal Treasure shielding him rendered the punch akin to hitting mud—leaving him completely unfazed, and even amused.

Lin Fan hated fighting against the Immortal Second Generation the most. Each one of them seemed to have protective Immortal Treasures—they were despicable and shameless.

But if they reckoned those would give them an advantage, they were simply dreaming.

Lin Fan swung the Mixed Element Golden Gourd and smashed it brutally onto the opponent’s face.

CRACK!

The sound of shattering echoed.

"Impossible!"

Chaotic Demon Youth stared wide-eyed, as if seeing a ghost, utterly disbelieving the scene before him—his protective Immortal Treasure shattered. It was unimaginable.

"Do you think Immortal Treasures allow you to do as you please?"

Lin Fan pressed his five fingers together, unleashing both Martial Arts True Intent and Mana simultaneously, delivering a punch to his opponent’s face. When his knuckles made contact with the handsome visage, his fist sank deep into flesh.

BAM!

Chaotic Demon Youth flew backward, spiraling in midair before crashing hard onto the ground, creating a massive crater.

"I told you, insult me again, and I really will kill you. Background or not, everyone’s the same to me."

Lin Fan waved his fist.

Did they actually think he was an easy target?

Truly, being overly tolerant leads to being bullied. If he didn’t show even a fraction of his strength, he’d always be underestimated.

Chaotic Demon Youth climbed back up, spat blood, and though he tried to mask it, terror lingered in his heart—overshadowed only by a burning rage.

"You bastard! You dare lay a hand on me?"

He hadn’t expected to encounter this lunatic in such a remote place—unbearable, truly unbearable. Half his face had swollen from the beating, and the pain surged through him relentlessly, leaving him deeply irritated.

"Why wouldn’t I dare? Is your father some kind of god? Does that make you untouchable? I’ve already told you before—be mindful, be mindful, but you just can’t stop provoking. So be it—I’ll give you a proper lesson."

Lin Fan knew that once he struck, he had to finish the job. Allowing his opponent to escape would only lead to future trouble.

"Friend, his father is the Chaotic Demon Emperor, an ancient powerhouse of the Immortal Realm." Feng Yao informed Lin Fan about his opponent’s background.

Lin Fan had just arrived in the Immortal Realm and had little regard for such things.

Based on his experience:

No need to overthink.

Just punch through anything in his path. By the time he drew attention, he’d already be formidable enough not to fear anyone.

Of course, in Lin Fan’s heart, he wasn’t planning to provoke enemies entirely beyond his level, but circumstances often forced his hand—and when they did, he had to gut it out.

"The Demon Emperor? How noteworthy."

A phrase steeped in arrogance.

Feng Yao stared at him in stunned disbelief—she had crossed paths with many before, and it seemed men universally enjoyed bluffing. A truth of the cosmos.

"Chaotic Void Slash!"

Chaotic Demon Youth ignited in billowing torrents of Demonic Qi, then unleashed a strike that tore the Void into countless fragments—each shard intertwining unpredictably.

He could see the Divine Skill radiating from his adversary now.

Tao Level Divine Power.

By this point, he had familiarized himself with the hierarchy of Divine Skills:

Minor Divine Skills, Great Divine Power, Immortal-level Divine Power, Tao Level Divine Power.

However, Chaotic Demon Youth’s grasp of this Divine Power was shallow—only beginner-level proficiency. Nevertheless, he could feel how formidable it was.

"Impressive, yet sadly, your cultivation is far from adequate."

"Five Burial Fist!"

Lin Fan unleashed an Immortal-level Divine Skill he had acquired earlier, one that surpassed the attainments of the Li Mansion patriarch. While the latter barely scratched its surface, Lin Fan’s command of it proved earth-shattering.

The patriarch himself had acquired the fist technique by chance. With further mastery, he might have ascended into the ranks of Daluo Golden Immortal in the future.

BZZT!

As Lin Fan performed the technique, strange ripples emanated around him.

Bury Heaven!

Bury Earth!

Bury Immortals!

Bury Demons!

Bury Tao!

These five elements of the fist represented unrelenting slaughter. Indeed, the ancient powerhouse who created this skill tragically perished in the process.

The surrounding aura was a riot of colors—the five supreme punch intents intertwined in shocking force.

"How can something be this terrifying?"

Feng Yao’s heart quailed as she felt the overwhelming aura of the technique. It left her mentally suffocated, as if inexplicable forces were oppressing her soul.

She knew he was using a Divine Skill.

And unmistakably, it was an Immortal-level Divine Power.

SWOOSH!

Lin Fan vanished, reappearing in front of Chaotic Demon Youth.

BAM!

BAM!

Fragments of the Void shattered—it was brutally torn apart by the terrifying force.

"Impossible!"

Chaotic Demon Youth’s alarm rose as an imminent sense of peril descended. As he attempted to resist, the five ultimate punch intents sealed off his organs.

BOOM!

BAM!

Before he could make sense of it, his body was struck by an irresistible barrage.

"ARGH!"

A scream of anguish reverberated through the air.

Chaotic Demon Youth writhed in agony, pain overwhelming him—ordinary Divine Powers could not inflict such suffering. But the skill Lin Fan unleashed was anything but ordinary.

"See? If you’d behaved better, perhaps things could’ve worked out for you."

"It’s just as they say—hubris invites disaster, arrogance brings misfortune. Why must you be so overbearing?"

He could attest to this firsthand.

All because of his pursuit of Martial Arts, he ascended to the Immortal Realm.

If he’d stayed humble in the Lower Realm...

Life would’ve been so carefree.

"Oh! You have an Immortal Treasure—the Red God Whip. Why don’t you bring it out for a display?" Lin Fan asked.

He had already seen through his opponent.

But why hadn’t it been used yet?

This piqued his curiosity.

Perhaps the intensity of the battle had left Chaotic Demon Youth disoriented, unable to respond promptly.

"Damn it, die already!"

Sure enough.

Lin Fan’s suggestion worked wonders.

There was no way Chaotic Demon Youth would thank him for the reminder, much less ask, "How did you know I had the Red God Whip?"

SWISH!

AH!

A dazzling crimson glow erupted, its radiance overwhelming half the sky.

The Red God Whip was no ordinary artifact—it resembled a Dragon Bone, glistening with a fiery red hue, emitting scorching heat that even evaporated the Immortal Qi in the air.

CRACK!

Chaotic Demon Youth wasted no time, swinging the whip with full force at Lin Fan. In that fleeting moment, an image of an enraged Fire God seemed to materialize.

This treasure was crafted by the Chaotic Demon Emperor, who slew an Immortal Realm Fire God and refined its essence over centuries.

Although Chaotic Demon Youth could not fully unleash the whip’s power, the mere energy it emitted was enough to awe anyone.

Lin Fan stomped forward, once more employing the Five Burial Fist, blending multiple Divine Power essences.

BAM!

Chaotic Demon Youth’s heart sank—the incoming might was incomprehensibly dreadful.

His hand trembled violently, and the Red God Whip slipped from his grip.

"My Red God Whip!"

Chaotic Demon Youth panicked, reaching out for his treasure.

"It’s mine now."

Lin Fan leaped into the air, delivering a fierce kick to his opponent. With a thunderous explosion, the strike smashed into Chaotic Demon Youth’s chest, unleashing radiant power.

SPURT!

Chaotic Demon Youth coughed up blood, the blow to his chest proving too punishing—it felt as though his body was on the verge of breaking apart.

"Got it."

Lin Fan snatched the Red God Whip and immediately stored it in the Eternal Divine Furnace, using its power to refine it further and eliminate any tracking mechanisms left by the Chaotic Demon Emperor.

It couldn’t be helped.

Too many powerful enemies.

He could only bully those who seemed relatively weaker.

Luckily, he had recently gained an Immortal-level Divine Power skill. Without it, defeating Chaotic Demon Youth wouldn’t have been so simple. And this skill was cultivated to its peak.

Its power was even more horrifying.

"Return my Red God Whip!" Chaotic Demon Youth was on the verge of losing his mind. He hadn’t expected the situation to unfold like this. Who was this guy? With his current ability, he could contend with Golden Immortal-level opponents.

But against this mere Heavenly Immortal-ranked figure, he was utterly suppressed.

Lin Fan brazenly denied, "I didn’t take your Red God Whip. Stop accusing me recklessly."

"Oh, by the way, I noticed you have a Mystical Destiny Pearl. Why not try using it? It might make a difference."

Chaotic Demon Youth’s fury erupted—damn it, damn it! But wait...

"Who the hell are you?"

He began to feel uneasy—it seemed like this guy knew everything about him.

How could he be so clear?

The Red God Whip was understandable since it had been gifted by his father—the Chaotic Demon Emperor—and was publicly acknowledged as his treasure.

But the Mystical Destiny Pearl was different—it had been secretly borrowed from an Immortal King.

He had never shown it to anyone.

Yet, how did the opponent know so precisely?

Could... Could he have a complete grasp of me?