CHAPTER 547: CHAPTER 0539: WIPE THEM ALL OUT

The words just spoken by the Blood Yin Immortal Monarch left the Sky Demon Sect members utterly dumbfounded.

How despicable.

No matter what, you are a high-ranking elder of the Sky Demon Sect, wielding authority and status. By all rights, you shouldn’t be saying such things. Yet here you are, spouting such words—don’t you realize how deeply you hurt others?

Lin Fan saw the Blood Yin Immortal Monarch’s flustered expression. Lowering his own presence and adopting a demeanor of humility, Lin Fan smiled and asked:

"Are you really willing to throw away all self-respect like this?"

What a vile creature.

If these pleas for mercy were directed at a truly righteous cultivator, perhaps they might have worked. But then again... wait a minute—I myself am a righteous cultivator! Why would I even consider saying such a thing?

The Blood Yin Immortal Monarch spoke humbly: "Senior, you jest. This isn’t a matter of dignity or self-respect. It’s because Senior’s arrival caught me unprepared, and it was utterly foolish of me to even think of confronting you. I beg for Senior’s great mercy to spare my life."

Such abject humility was truly unnerving.

Yet, there was no other choice.

To survive, one must lower their stance. While holding one’s ground is admirable, it only matters if one has the strength to back it up.

No such strength exists.

Holding one’s ground in this situation is tantamount to courting death.

Thus, when cowardice is called for, one must embrace it quickly—otherwise, tragedy will undoubtedly follow.

At this moment.

The Blood Yin Immortal Monarch cautiously observed Lin Fan, his gaze now devoid of the domineering aura befitting an Immortal Monarch, resembling instead that of a timid schoolchild attentively gauging their teacher’s expression.

Learning to act accordingly and read subtle cues—good skills for survival.

Lin Fan didn’t immediately subdue the Blood Yin Immortal Monarch but instead looked off to the side.

The Chaos Secret Realm had progressed to this stage.

The other factions had likely already entered it.

Lingering here any longer would be an unwise choice.

The follow-up required his direct involvement.

There wasn’t any time left to waste on this group of people.

Without saying much more, he raised his hand and activated the treasure. The Universe Tripod soared into the air. Though not exactly an Immortal Treasure, this artifact wasn’t too shabby; in the cultivation world, it might just be considered ordinary.

But in Lin Fan’s hands.

It was anything but simple.

He struck with one palm, then curled his fingers into a claw-like grip, resembling an eagle’s talon, seizing control of the distant heavens and earth in his grasp. The Sky Demon Sect members, sensing this overwhelming power, looked as though they had seen a ghost.

Howling.

Screaming.

Such terrifying might.

To them, it was indeed horrifying to the extreme—that despairing sensation locked them within a claustrophobic realm. Even the mighty Immortal Monarchs among them were no exception.

Once upon a time, Immortal Monarchs were untouchable beings in Lin Fan’s eyes.

With a casual gesture, the heavens would crumble, and the earth would quake. But now, Immortal Monarchs were insignificant—not worth mentioning. To Lin Fan, Immortal Monarchs were merely individuals to beat up as he pleased.

The Sky Demon Sect members felt themselves being pulled by an irresistible force.

They roared.

"Blood Yin Immortal Monarch, save us!"

"Senior, spare us! We’re just here to search for Immortal Treasures—no other intentions!"

"We’re members of the Sky Demon Sect! Please show mercy for our sect’s sake!"

Some, utterly desperate, directly revealed their affiliation, hoping Lin Fan would reconsider upon hearing that they belonged to the Sky Demon Sect and show some leniency.

What they didn’t realize, however, was...

Lin Fan didn’t even know what the Sky Demon Sect was.

More importantly, it didn’t matter at all.

Regardless of their affiliation.

Lin Fan’s reasons for targeting the Sky Demon Sect were straightforward—they were reprehensibly excessive. Practicing such sinister Divine Skills was intolerable, giving Lin Fan all the justification he needed to relentlessly pursue their downfall.

Not leaving them all completely crushed would have been unworthy of his righteous identity as an Immortal Dao cultivator.

"Collect!"

Lin Fan wasted no breath on them.

In an instant.

The Universe Tripod emitted a powerful suction force, enhanced by Lin Fan’s terrifying mana. None could resist—they all were drawn inside the Universe Tripod.

Especially the Immortal Monarchs among them.

Anticipating this, Lin Fan promptly employed the Demon Crossing Scripture to suppress the Immortal Monarchs, ensuring they had no chance to retaliate or escape.

Seeing this unfold, the Blood Yin Immortal Monarch felt fear gripping his heart. Who exactly was this man? He was clearly not someone merely here to steal Immortal Treasures.

Such power—this exceeded all expectations! It was far too overwhelming.

Even Immortal Monarchs were helpless.

Could he be an Immortal King?

Impossible.

If he were an Immortal King, I’d sense the Immortal King aura and Laws radiating from his activation of mana.

Suddenly.

The Blood Yin Immortal Monarch noticed Lin Fan’s gaze resting on him. He forced a smile, tinged with humility, and said, "Senior, about me..."

Before he could finish his sentence.

A giant palm materialized in the heavens above and abruptly descended, clawing towards him.

"Damn it!"

"Senior, I’ve already humbled myself to this extent—can’t you spare me just once?"

The Blood Yin Immortal Monarch was truly enraged.

But rage meant nothing. What awaited him was disaster.

Not even a scream.

He was instantly captured and sealed inside the Universe Tripod.

Lin Fan examined the artifact, storing it inside his storage ring. His mood was excellent—this was perfect. Not only did he amass significant mana in the Chaos Secret Realm, but he also seized the ideal excuse to suppress them all.

All in all, he hadn’t lost a single thing.

In fact, he gained immensely.

Onward monitoring.

"Brother Lin, aren’t you concerned about exposing yourself?" Qin Yang asked, visibly stunned by the aftermath. The sheer dominance of Lin Fan, silencing the entire group, was shocking.

Previously, Lin Fan had agreed to keep things low-key, ensuring no trace would lead back to them in the Secret Realm—but his actions left no hints of subtlety, obliterating the opposition without restraint.

Lin Fan replied, "Rest assured, I know what I’m doing."

Qin Yang wanted to retort but couldn’t find the words.

If Brother Lin truly "knew," life would indeed feel much easier.

To be honest.

Not just Qin Yang—even Xiang Fei was dumbstruck.

Overbearing!

Utterly overbearing.

"How much mana did you accumulate just now?" Qin Yang inquired.

Lin Fan chuckled, "Plenty. That group was quite worthwhile. My lengthy act was definitely rewarding. But rest assured—taking them all out ensures no one will suspect us. At best, others will assume that they fell victim to dangers within the Secret Realm, utterly unrelated to us."

If he weren’t certain of this.

He wouldn’t have acted so decisively.

This was overbearingness at its peak.

If one had to put it into words.

It’s knowing full well that without 100% certainty, such an action would be impossible to execute. Members of the Sky Demon Sect had committed countless atrocities—by offering soul-redemption, they were contributing to their most meaningful act in life.

No losses!

Hearing this, Qin Yang and Xiang Fei were delighted.

Gains were good.

Lin Fan continued watching their progress. Their pace was swift—they were nearing Vital Dragon’s location.