It's Lonely To Be Invincible

The Divine Art of Startling Dragons is very powerful, but I don't have any points now. I can't learn it. Had I known this would happen, I would not have used them to progress the Transformation into God Swordsmanship. Lin Fan was regretting his choice.

At this moment, that hideous head-shaped dark cloud was still hot on Lin Fan's tail.

As such, Lin Fan didn't brood over it anymore and put the skillset into his storage ring and darted straight into the distance.

Now that I think about it, this is really frustrating. Since coming out of the sect, my enemies have either been pitifully weak or ridiculously strong.

That guy in the skull mask is very strong. He is at least a ninth stage Earth Star Border Realm expert, or he might even be an expert of the Heaven Star Border Realm.

Suddenly, a rift appeared behind Lin Fan as if someone had torn through space before a billowing cluster of dark clouds zoomed their way through it. Then, the head-shaped dark cloud that had been chasing Lin Fan all the while shot straight toward these dark clouds as if it found its home.

Lin Fan was shocked. He hadn't expected Ming You to catch up to him so soon. Lin Fan then decided to stop running. Since he couldn't escape, it was pointless to waste his energy.

Cat and mouse, huh? But I am not a mouse.

"Ah!? I want you dead, I want you dead." An angry and spiteful voice immediately resounded from that cluster of dark clouds.

This was the voice of the man in gray. At this moment, the man in gray was too ghastly to even look at; half of his body had been mangled. Had some stronger power not defended him, he might have already lost his life.

As far as the man in gray was concerned, he hadn't expected that he would end being so miserable. He had picked the thing in Jian Wuchen's hand to check it out, but how could he have expected that this exquisite thing would suddenly explode with that much destructive force that it destroyed his earth energy protection and blasted half of his body? Had Lord Ming not protected his life, he might have been dead by now.

At this moment, he had thrown all the blame on Lin Fan since the item was thrown out by Lin Fan.

"Haha, run, why aren't you running now? Before Lord Ming, you are just an ant. You are just putting up a last-ditch struggle!" the man in gray on the dark clouds howled in anger, his eyes burning with hatred for Lin Fan. He could not wait to torture Lin Fan to death and make him experience the pain he was suffering now.

"I will make you suffer a hundred, no, a thousand times more than what I have gone through, so much so that you will beg me to kill-"

But right then, the man in gray's voice sounded as he had been grabbed by his throat, making him unable to finish his words.

"You are really annoying. Although the Divine Religion still needs you, you aren't irreplaceable." Ming You raised the man in gray by his neck in front of him. "You are really a waste. If I have to protect your life at every moment, what's the use of keeping you?"

Fear immediately took over the man in gray's face. "Lord Ming, forgive me, please spare my life....

"Ahhhh~!"

An ear-piercing shriek echoed through the cave as streams of blood gushed out of the man in gray's orifices before directly being absorbed by Ming You. Finally, he was completely sucked dry, dead.

Ming You discarded the man in gray's corpse right away. And at the sight of this, the followers behind him were totally terrified. They didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore.

"So, this is what's known as a death of your own making," Lin Fan muttered to himself. At the same time, he felt that this Lord Ming was pretty cruel, at least far crueler than him. It's too bad. I wanted him dead, but he should have died by my hands so that I could get some points. Why did you have to kill him yourself?

"So, you are Lin Fan." Ming You gazed down at Lin Fan from the clouds. Immediately after, the black clouds metamorphosed into a black dragon that brought Ming You straight down on the ground.

"In the flesh. What do you want?" Lin Fan looked at Ming You vigilantly. He found Ming You too weird. His breath and energy were as stagnant as still water, without any fluctuations.

This kind of situation should not be seen in living people, but there it is. Obviously, this guy is practicing some evil skillset. Where in the bloody hell did these bastards of the Divine Religion come from? How can each and every one of them be so weird and ghastly?

"Come with me." Ming You spoke in a cold voice before he stretched his five fingers toward Lin Fan.

Suddenly, Lin Fan felt as if space around him had been locked. This ordinary grab gave him the feeling of being enveloped by an inescapable net, as if in this vast world, there wasn't any place where he could escape.

Violent Body!

Cruel Blood!

Magic of the Seven Gods!

At this moment, Lin Fan erupted with full power without a moment of hesitation. Whatever ended up happening, he decided to give it a try. Immediately, a terrifying pressure broke out from his body as he slammed the mace in his hand hard toward the oncoming claw.

"You are indeed skillful, I will give you that. But it's nothing more than trying to break a rock with eggs, you are in way over your head. If I didn't want you alive, you would already be reduced to nothing." Ming You's voice turned colder as his fingers bore down on Lin Fan with unstoppable momentum.

Immediately, Lin Fan felt as if his entire body was being crushed by a mountain. He was finding it harder to breath. Even the ground beneath him started to crack.

"I don't believe you can kill me in seconds." Lin Fan let out a battle cry as he slammed his mace with the strongest move in his arsenal. An extremely violent and destructive force immediately skyrocketed from Lin Fan.

"It is futile to resist."

Just as he finished speaking, Ming You pressed his other finger at Lin Fan. Immediately, the air seemed as if it was frozen, subdued by the strength of these two fingers. And these fearsome forces crushed Lin Fan down the middle. In a flash, Lin Fan felt as if he wasn't facing a human but a primeval beast.

Is this what's known as "it's difficult to lift even a finger in the face of absolute strength?"

"Go!"

With a flick of his finger, a thread made of dark clouds suddenly flew out of the main cloud. This thread was as nimble as a living thing. It circled in the air before it pierced straight through Lin Fan and bound him up.

"I lost just like that!?" Lin Fan was a little unconvinced. Since his debut, he had not suffered any defeat like this. It was simply a humiliation.

However, what made him feel even more humiliated was how he was tied up. Why has he tied my little brother so tightly?

Ming You made his way over to Lin Fan, coldly looking at the tied-up Lin Fan. "You are indeed skillful, you were able to take two of my moves. Don't worry, you still have some usefulness. I won't kill you. You will come with me to the headquarters, perhaps your teacher might come to rescue you."

Then he picked Lin Fan up like he was carrying a fat tied-up pig to his home where he would kill him and celebrate.

This is humiliating, really humiliating.

Lin Fan spat on the ground. I have never received such shameful treatment since my debut.

On the other hand, Mo Jingzhe, who had been running all the way without looking back, noticed that things had gone quiet. He was very worried, puzzled over the situation.

"I believe in him. How can someone acknowledged by me, Mo Jingzhe, be so easily captured?"

Then he fled straight into the distance without another moment of hesitation.