ushernet Chapter 1556 - 1554: Today, No One Will Leave Blizzard Village!
Chapter 1556 - 1554: Today, No One Will Leave Blizzard Village!
Regret!
Endless regret!
All the Forsaken were extremely annoyed, remorseful, depressed, dispirited, helpless...
They couldn’t understand why they had made a move.
Why they had to go poke a monster like this!
They simply shouldn’t have done this suicidal thing!
So now, there was only regret in their hearts.
But.
If they hadn’t attacked Lin Fan, they wouldn’t have known that Lin Fan was such a monstrous freak. Lin Fan looked totally ordinary, not the least bit special, just like some random passerby on the street—who could have imagined he’d be this perverse?!
Too terrifying.
Utterly terrifying!
All the Forsaken stared wide-eyed at Mo Fan, their eyes filled with extreme fear and panic.
Judging from the surface, Lin Fan was at most just a Supreme of Ancient Ninth Layer, and he didn’t even seem to be from the Five Elements Realm, so he was basically nothing to be afraid of.
But the moment he made a move, they realized they were all wrong.
Horribly wrong!
Three thousand Forsaken attacked together, yet they couldn’t even get close to Lin Fan’s body; in an instant they were crushed by Lin Fan, all of them grievously injured, collapsing to the ground, wailing in misery!
Some Forsaken that could still move hurriedly propped themselves up with their hands, their feet scrambling wildly in the snow, retreating backwards like they’d gone mad with fright, trying to get as far away from Lin Fan as possible.
As for those Forsaken who couldn’t move at all, they could only deceive themselves like covering their ears while stealing a bell, like ostriches burying their heads in the sand pretending to hide; they shoved their heads into the snow, pretending they had disappeared, lying to themselves.
And some half-dead Forsaken simply played dead outright, closing their eyes and holding their breath, thinking that if they were dead, this freak probably wouldn’t bother with them.
...
Every single Forsaken present was like an immortal showing off their tricks, each displaying their own Divine Skills just to survive, using every possible means, sparing no effort.
However.
They didn’t know that Lin Fan never intended to lay a hand on them in the first place.
Not only because they weren’t worthy.
Even more because Lin Fan had made a promise to Qiu Xi.
Lin Fan was a man who kept his promises. Even though these Forsaken, not knowing what was good for them, targeted him, even though Qiu Xi was now gravely injured, he still did not break his word.
A man—a real man who stands between heaven and earth—what matters most is his promise!
So.
Lin Fan didn’t spare those three thousand Forsaken a single glance; he just stared straight at Lan Zhengqing.
This was the true mastermind; those three thousand Forsaken were nothing but his chess pieces. Even if you kill the pieces, so what? There will only be more pieces to fill in.
Therefore, the one who must be seized is the player, so that others won’t become his pieces.
In other words.
Lan Zhengqing must die.
"Lan Zhengqing." Lin Fan let out a cold laugh, without so much as a look at the Forsaken. He walked straight through the densely packed bodies lying on the ground and called out Lan Zhengqing’s name.
All the Forsaken saw Lin Fan walking over and thought he was going to kill them—their lives were over. One by one they pulled long faces, with expressions of utter terror.
Yet Lin Fan simply walked right past.
"Huh? He’s not killing us?"
"What’s going on..."
"We... survived?"
"What a weird guy..."
"He actually didn’t make a move, what’s that supposed to mean?"
"Could it be he looks down on us?!"
"Best if he looks down on us, I still want to live... If you want him to take you seriously, you go call him over..."
"..."
The Forsaken discussed noisily, their eyes glued to Lin Fan, completely confused and at a loss.
But of course they didn’t know about Lin Fan’s promise to Qiu Xi, otherwise they wouldn’t have done something this stupid, mistaking Lin Fan for the murderer who hurt Qiu Xi.
For one thing, Qiu Xi wasn’t dead yet; for another, Lin Fan wasn’t the one who acted in the first place. They were being used as guns.
"You didn’t even show your face yourself and actually had a bunch of Forsaken fight for you—impressive. I thought you, Lan Zhengqing, were some kind of hero, but turns out you’re just a coward."
"What, did you get scared after seeing me leap across two Great Realms in one go? Hahahaha! But that’s understandable. Trash like you, how could you possibly dare fight me?"
"You don’t lift a finger yourself, and let a group of Forsaken sell their lives just to probe my depth—what a good little scheme you’ve got there."
Lin Fan mocked coldly as he walked toward Lan Zhengqing.
The Forsaken, puzzled and confused, followed Lin Fan’s line of sight and all turned to stare at Lan Zhengqing, big eyes glaring at small eyes.
They saw Lan Zhengqing’s face flush green then red, instantly becoming incomparably dark, as if smeared with a layer of coal dust, looking extremely ugly.
He kept his eyes fixed on Lin Fan, the corner of his eye twitching violently.
Especially after seeing the scene just now.
With a single move.
The three thousand Forsaken that had leaped into the air fell like raindrops.
And Lin Fan didn’t even take a single step. He merely raised his hand lightly and subdued three thousand Forsaken without the least bit of effort!
Terrifying!
Horrifying!
Unbelievable!
When he first saw Lin Fan’s Cultivation jump from Ninth Rank Saint Emperor straight across two Great Realms to become Supreme of Ancient Ninth Layer, he thought Lin Fan was faking it.
He was still roaring in his heart, swearing up and down.
Definitely faking it!
A pig sticking scallions up its nose—pretending to be an elephant!
You know, crossing two Great Realms is already extremely difficult.
And Lin Fan had leaped the divide from Saint Emperor to Supreme, that place countless people fail to cross in a lifetime, yet Lin Fan crossed it easily in an hour—and he crossed it cleanly, without the slightest drag or instability.
But after Lin Fan made a move just now, he was finally completely stunned.
This wasn’t an act. It was real.
Lin Fan had truly crossed two supposedly impossible Realms in just one hour!
Gulp.
Lan Zhengqing swallowed hard, his gaze sharpening fiercely, killing intent overflowing, sparks flying.
That damned bastard!
That damned bastard!
That damned bastard!
He roared like thunder in his heart, clenching his fists, desperately wanting to smash them into Lin Fan’s face right now. Because of Lin Fan’s move, all the Forsaken were now looking at him, practically skewering him over the fire!
Lowly, despicable Forsaken—how dare they look him in the eye?!
He was the noble Water Clan young master, Lan Zhengqing!
These Forsaken whose lives were like ants and weeds actually dared to look straight at him. In the past, if this had happened, he would definitely have dug out their eyes!
All three thousand Forsaken staring at him—their eyes would all have to be dug out, not a single one spared!
But now.
With Lin Fan standing in front of the Forsaken, he actually didn’t dare make a move out of fear!
Outrageous!
Utterly outrageous!
Lan Zhengqing’s body trembled with fury, his gaze like blazing flames, as if he could melt the snow.
At the same time.
His Divine Sense swept across Lin Fan without holding anything back.
Every detail was laid out clearly before him.
To actually have to use Divine Sense on a guy from the Sumeru Continent—this was laughable, this was a humiliation!
So.
No one leaves Blizzard Village today. This news absolutely must not leak to outsiders!