146: The afterimage of the ancient immortal, the transformation of the Taoist body

The pale giant hand, formed by countless resentful Souls and Law fragments, obscured the only remaining celestial light above the ancient hall.

The destructive Law fluctuation, belonging to an Ancient Immortal art, descended like an invisible mountain.

The space of the entire ruins groaned under this power, twisting inch by inch, on the verge of shattering.

Su Meier's heart stopped beating at that instant.

She had just been given a Medicinal Pill by Lin Fan, which had slightly calmed her surging Qi and blood, but now she felt a suffocating sensation once more.

That Divine Might was too terrifying.

It was a power that surpassed the limits of her comprehension, a Heavenly Dao that Mortals could not resist.

Lying in Lin Fan's arms, she looked up and could only see the increasingly large, pale and despairing giant hand, and Lin Fan's not-so-burly, yet unmoving back, shielding her.

He would die.

This thought, like the most vicious curse, fiercely pierced Su Meier's Divine Soul.

She reached out, wanting to grasp the corner of his clothes, but no sound could escape her throat.

Not far away, the three Nascent Soul Loose Cultivators, pinned in place by the pressure, had only pure, desolate stillness in their eyes.

They couldn't even feel fear anymore.

In front of the mutated Ancient Immortal remnant, their Nascent Soul Stage Cultivation was as insignificant as dust.

They seemed to have already seen the scene: the white-robed youth who dared to challenge the Divine Might, along with the female Cultivator in his arms, being crushed into a bloody mist by a single palm, their Souls Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

And next, it would be their turn.

However.

In the dead silence of despair, Lin Fan moved.

Not only did he not retreat, he didn't even assume a defensive stance.

He merely slowly raised his right fist.

Sizzle.

Black as ink Tribulation Lightning wildly leaped and condensed above his fist.

That was no ordinary lightning.

It was the most destructive power bestowed by the Heavenly Dao, yet at this moment, it was as docile as an extension of his arm.

His Immortal Grade Nascent Soul, within his body, circulated with nine-colored Immortal light, and an otherworldly Immortal Dao aura surged skyward, actually tearing open a gap in the terrifying pressure of the Ancient Immortal remnant.

A peculiar, excited smile, which seemed utterly strange to outsiders, still hung on his lips.

"Good timing."

He whispered in a voice only he could hear.

The next moment.

He moved.

No flashy spells, no complex Divine Abilities.

He simply stepped forward, facing the world-destroying pale giant hand.

Then, he threw a punch.

With the body of a Mortal, he directly confronted the remnant Divine Might of the Immortal Dao.

With the power of a Nascent Soul, he clashed with Soul Transformation Laws.

How utterly insane was this?

And how utterly confident?

Under the horrified gazes of Su Meier and the three Loose Cultivators.

The fist, entwined with black Tribulation Lightning, and the pale giant hand, formed by resentful Souls, heavily collided in mid-air.

There was no earth-shattering explosion as expected.

Nor was there a world-destroying energy storm.

Time, at this moment, seemed to be pressed into slow motion.

The black Tribulation Lightning and the pale Immortal Divine Might, upon contact, erupted with an extremely dazzling light.

An even stranger, more overbearing power suddenly erupted from Lin Fan's body.

On the surface of his skin, countless tiny vortices, like black holes, spun wildly at this moment.

The Soul-Devouring Dao Body fully opened.

It was like a Vicious Beast, awakened from the primordial Chaos, hungry for billions of years, opening its invisible, greedy maw.

The mutated Ancient Immortal remnant was stunned.

For the first time, a trace of an emotion called "astonishment" appeared in its scarlet eyes, burning with mad flames.

It felt it.

Its remnant Immortal art, capable of obliterating all Nascent Soul existences, upon contact with the opponent's body, its contained Law power, as if encountering a nemesis, began to rapidly dissolve.

What made it even more incomprehensible was this:

From the opponent's body, a fatal attraction emanated, causing its Divine Soul to tremble.

It was an irresistible urge to be preyed upon, originating from the Origin of life.

Just like a magnet meeting iron filings.

A moth flying into a flame.

Its attack, strangely, deviated in mid-air.

The pale giant hand, not only failed to strike Lin Fan dead, but was firmly absorbed by an invisible force, unable to move.

And the pure, Devilish Qi-contaminated Immortal Dao Origin it had condensed on the giant hand was, through the point of contact, being continuously, frantically devoured and absorbed by the opponent's body.

"Roar...?"

The Ancient Immortal remnant's mad roar abruptly ceased.

It was replaced by a low growl, full of confusion and incomprehension.

Its rage gradually turned into terror.

It discovered that it wasn't attacking at all.

But rather... feeding.

It tried its best to pull back its arm.

But found that the devouring force from Lin Fan's body, like a maggot in the bone, clung to it tightly, impossible to shake off.

Its Origin power was rapidly draining at an unimaginable speed.

Meanwhile, the aura of the white-robed youth opposite was visibly climbing at an accelerated pace.

How could this be?

This thought echoed wildly in the chaotic consciousness of the Ancient Immortal remnant.

It was the hunter.

It was the supreme predator in these ruins.

How could this insignificant Mortal being, not even an Immortal, turn around and devour it?

This defied all its understanding of existence.

This overturned the Law of power.

The three Nascent Soul Loose Cultivators in the distance were completely petrified.

Their eyes were wide, almost bursting from their sockets.

Their mouths were open wide enough to fit a fist.

The scene unfolding before them had completely exceeded their comprehension.

That white-robed youth... he was... he was "eating" an Ancient Immortal remnant that exuded Soul Transformation Divine Might?

This utterly absurd thought surfaced in their minds, making them feel as if their worldview was being shattered by an invisible sledgehammer.

A trace of greed had once flashed through their hearts.

If they could obtain such a strange Cultivation Technique from this youth...

But this thought, as soon as it arose, was extinguished by an even colder, more bone-chilling fear.

They realized with horror.

The object of their fear had quietly shifted from the terrifying Ancient Immortal remnant to the white-robed youth who was devouring the Immortal Divine Might.

"Got you."

Lin Fan looked up and gave the frantically struggling Ancient Immortal remnant a brilliant yet chilling smile.

He seized the opportunity.

Just as the Ancient Immortal remnant's consciousness fell into confusion and terror.

Om—

An invisible fluctuation, centered on Lin Fan, suddenly spread out.

That was the nascent Domain of the "Dao Seed" he had comprehended during his Golden Core Stage.

Although this Domain was still very nascent and weak.

But under the dual blessings of the Immortal Grade Nascent Soul and the Soul-Devouring Dao Body, at this moment, it erupted with unprecedented power.

Within the Domain, all Laws were at my disposal.

Within the Domain, all living beings were at my mercy.

The hundred-zhang-tall Ancient Immortal remnant's massive body suddenly stiffened.

It felt its connection to this world being forcibly severed by an even more overbearing power.

The rate at which its Origin power was draining instantly increased tenfold.

"Roar—!"

It let out its first-ever scream, filled with extreme terror and anguish.

It wanted to escape.

But it was too late.

Lin Fan's figure, like a phantom, instantly closed in on its main body.

He opened his arms, as if embracing a lover, and held the entire massive, twisted black shadow, formed of hatred and madness, in his embrace.

"Become a part of me."

His voice was gentle, yet carried an undeniable, god-like pronouncement.

Boom—!

The Soul-Devouring Dao Body completely erupted.

Countless black vortices wildly appeared and spun on Lin Fan's body surface, finally converging into a single, massive black hole that seemed capable of devouring heaven and earth.

The Ancient Immortal remnant's colossal body was completely enveloped by the black hole.

It couldn't even struggle.

It could only watch helplessly as its Origin, its consciousness, and everything it was, were frantically pulled, torn apart, and then completely devoured by the terrifying black hole.

The entire process lasted less than ten breaths.

When the giant black hole slowly contracted and finally disappeared into Lin Fan's body.

There was no longer any trace of the once arrogant Ancient Immortal remnant.

As if it had never appeared.

Lin Fan quietly floated in mid-air.

He closed his eyes, feeling the vast, almost explosive, pure Soul Origin within him.

That was the power belonging to an Ancient Immortal.

Although contaminated by Devilish Qi, its essence was still an Immortal Dao power that transcended the Mortal realm.

This power was now being rapidly transformed and purified by the Soul-Devouring Dao Body.

Crack.

A crisp sound, like a barrier breaking, echoed deep within his Divine Soul.

His Soul-Devouring Dao Body, after devouring this complete Ancient Immortal remnant, finally ushered in another transformation.

A faint, yet radiant Immortal light, imbued with Immortal divinity, began to seep from beneath his skin.

His Divine Soul became unprecedentedly solid, clear, like the purest crystal.

His understanding of Immortal Dao Laws, at this moment, spanned a distance that countless Cultivators would need thousands of years to cultivate, reaching a completely new height.

Lin Fan slowly opened his eyes.

He withdrew the Domain that had not yet completely dissipated.

Then, he turned his head.

A pair of cold, indifferent eyes, devoid of any emotion, fell upon the three Nascent Soul Loose Cultivators not far away, who were already scared out of their wits, their Souls Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

A dense, almost tangible killing intent, mixed with Immortal Dao Divine Might and the destructive aura of Tribulation Lightning, instantly engulfed the three like an invisible tide.

Thump!

Thump!

Thump!

The three Nascent Soul Old Monsters, who could be called patriarchs in the outside world, at this moment, simultaneously went weak in the knees and directly knelt in the Void Realm.

Their bodies trembled like sieves.

Their Nascent Souls were on the verge of collapse.

Their Dao Hearts were completely shattered.

"Se... Senior, spare us!"

"We were blind and offended Senior, please Senior, spare our miserable lives!"

"We are willing to be Senior's servants forever, only asking for Senior's mercy!"

The three wept profusely, frantically kowtowing, not daring to make any further moves.

Lin Fan did not speak.

He didn't even spare them another glance.

To him, the lives and deaths of these three ants no longer aroused any interest.

He turned around, gently helped Su Meier, who was still in shock and daze, up from the ground, and took her hand.

Then, he took a step, slowly walking towards the opened, deep and silent depths of the ancient hall.

There.

An even more dazzling golden light was shining.

A vast aura, even more ancient and primordial than before, was rushing towards him.

He could feel it.

The chaos bell was ahead.

But at the same time.

A sense of crisis, even stronger than when facing the Ancient Immortal remnant, originating from a higher plane, also quietly locked onto him like a maggot in the bone.

As if in the deepest part of the ancient hall, some even more terrifying existence was silently observing him through the eons of time.