Chapter 200: Do You Want Your Life, or Your Nirvana Seal?
Sensing the killing intent radiating from Lin Fan as if it had taken physical form, Song Zhen's pupils dilated rapidly in fear.
He never imagined Lin Fan would dare kill him without hesitation—completely ignoring the weight of his super dynasty background.
"Big Brother!"
Song Que and Song Ba's faces changed drastically. They shouted and tried to rush forward to stop Lin Fan.
But Lin Dong and Xiao Yan stepped up, blocking them firmly.
"Swoosh!"
Just then, a streak of light tore through the air like lightning—aiming directly for Lin Fan's wrist.
Lin Fan didn't even flinch.
He let the attack strike his wrist, unmoved, and continued to slam his flaming palm down without delay.
BOOM!
With a deafening blast, Song Zhen's head exploded on the spot.
Flames instantly engulfed his body, emitting the stench of scorched flesh.
Of course, Lin Fan didn't forget to collect his spatial pouch, then turned toward the source of the sneak attack and asked indifferently:
"This was between me and the Heavenly Demon Dynasty.
Who just attacked me?"
WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH!
All eyes turned—locking onto a giant ancient tree in the distance.
There, three figures slowly emerged from the shadows.
Leading them was a handsome man in white, embroidered with the image of a rising sun. His posture exuded elegance and authority.
Behind him stood two others, dressed in similar attire, marked by the same sun emblem—they were clearly from the same dynasty.
"That's… Qin Tian from the Heavenly Origin Dynasty?!"
Shocked murmurs filled the field. Awe filled everyone's tone.
Even Lan Ying, watching from a boulder, frowned deeply.
This man was no ordinary opponent.
Qin Tian's face darkened slightly.
He hadn't expected even his personal strike would fail to save Song Zhen.
"So you're Lin Fan?
You'd already taken Song Zhen's Nirvana Seal—
was it necessary to kill him?
That was a bit too ruthless."
His tone was light, but there was unmistakable pressure behind it.
Lin Fan lifted his eyes.
"Song Zhen said he'd destroy me completely.
You think I shouldn't kill someone who wants me dead?
What kind of logic is that?"
"Also, the Eight Great Super Sects never said we can't kill during the Hundred Dynasty War, did they?"
Having said his piece, Lin Fan ignored Qin Tian and turned back toward the members of the Heavenly Demon, Bloodprint, and Bonejade Dynasties.
"So—do you want your lives, or your Nirvana Seals?
Make your choice."
The three dynasties' expressions flickered violently.
But when they looked at Song Zhen's smoldering corpse, the Bloodprint and Bonejade dynasties both chose to submit.
If even Song Zhen was dead, what chance did they have?
The Heavenly Demon Dynasty's members, however, turned toward Qin Tian, eyes full of hope.
Qin Tian's eyes narrowed. Then he smiled faintly.
"Would you be willing to give them a pass—for the sake of the Heavenly Origin Dynasty… and me?"
The entire area fell quiet.
Stealing Nirvana Seals from the defeated was standard practice here.
No one would normally object.
But Qin Tian's status was special.
Even Liu Bai and the others hesitated, turning toward Lin Fan.
They would follow his lead.
"Sure."
Lin Fan smiled, voice laced with mockery.
"As long as you personally help my companions acquire violet-gold Nirvana Seals, I'll let the Heavenly Demon Dynasty go."
WHOOSH!
All eyes turned to Qin Tian.
He smiled… and slowly shook his head.
"How shameless," someone behind him muttered, then suddenly launched himself toward Lin Fan!
His finger gleamed with chilling power, aiming straight for Lin Fan's forehead.
But Lin Fan had already expected it.
He flicked a finger forward as well.
BOOM!
The two fingers met—an explosion of power ripped through the ground, leaving deep fissures.
The attacker flew backward, coughing up blood.
WHOOSH!
Gasps filled the air.
People glanced toward the Heavenly Origin Dynasty in shock.
The remaining man beside Qin Tian paled.
Even Qin Tian himself frowned and finally lowered the hands he'd kept folded behind his back.
That small movement caused everyone's heart to tighten.
This was Qin Tian, after all—rumored to be the strongest cultivator on the entire battlefield.
Was he finally going to act?
Lin Fan stared coldly at those hands as they came down.
If not for the looming presence of the Eight Great Super Sects atop Hundred Dynasty Mountain, Lin Fan would have already slapped this arrogant clown into the dirt.
If Qin Tian made a move now, Lin Fan was fully prepared to return the favor—with interest.
Behind him, Xiao Diao, Su Rou, Mo Ling, and the others gathered at his back.
Liu Bai's group gritted their teeth and joined them, forming a united front.
Spectators gawked in disbelief.
Was Lin Fan actually going to challenge the Heavenly Origin Dynasty and Qin Tian?
Even Lan Ying's brow creased.
While she didn't favor Qin Tian or his dynasty—nor did the Heavenly Origin and Immortal Dynasties get along—
She couldn't deny their terrifying strength.
According to her information, Qin Tian had already drawn the interest of Yuan Gate, leader of the Eight Super Sects.
His future was limitless.
"Qin Tian isn't someone like Song Zhen…"
Qing Feng muttered gravely.
"He might already be at the Sixth Yuan Nirvana Realm," Lan Ying added quietly, her voice tinged with concern.
"Sixth Yuan?!"
Qing Feng's face twisted in disbelief.
"Then the Hundred Dynasty War's winner is basically already decided…"
He clenched his jaw.
Back at the scene, Qin Tian's eyes slowly locked onto Lin Fan.
SHHH!
He gently stomped the massive tree beneath his feet.
A faint pulse of golden light rippled out—barely noticeable.
But Lin Fan sensed it instantly.
A hidden, destructive wave was tunneling through the ground—like a silent dragon striking from below!
Lin Fan smiled, stepping lightly—
Right on top of it.
PUFF!
Dust sprayed up silently.
Lin Fan raised his eyes to Qin Tian.
"Sneaky tactics don't really suit someone of your status, do they?"
Qin Tian's expression flickered when his energy pulse was stomped out—
Then returned to normal, as though nothing had happened.
"So…
Are you truly choosing to make the Heavenly Origin Dynasty your enemy?"
Qin Tian asked softly.
Lin Fan answered coldly:
"If I were afraid of conflict,
I wouldn't be here for the Hundred Dynasty War."
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