151: Famous in the world of flow, a stranger from outer space arrives

The dizzying sensation of spatial distortion receded from the depths of his Divine Soul like a tide.

Clear images once again reflected in Lin Fan's eyes.

He and Su Meier stood upon a massive, dilapidated stone formation platform.

The runes beneath their feet were rapidly dimming, finally turning to a deathly grey.

The surroundings were no longer filled with the wild and dry aura of the Ancient Barren Domain.

A Spiritual Qi so dense it was almost tangible rushed towards them.

Within this Spiritual Qi, there was an incomparably pure yet slightly decayed and chaotic strange Dao rhythm.

This feeling was very familiar to Lin Fan.

It was the aura of the Immortal Dao.

It originated from the same source as the aura emanating from the Ancient Immortal's remnant body, yet it was even more vast and ancient.

This was the Flowing Light Realm.

An independent space evolved from an immortal realm fragment of the Ancient Immortal Realm.

Su Meier's delicate body trembled slightly as this aura washed over her, and a look of extreme comfort appeared on her face.

Her inner demon core, at this moment, began to spin uncontrollably, greedily devouring the free energy in this world.

"Young Master, the Spiritual Qi here..."

She spoke in surprise, but her words were cut short.

A sudden change occurred.

"Om—"

A roar originating from the depths of his Divine Soul suddenly exploded within Lin Fan's body.

His Immortal Grade Nascent Soul, coiled within his Dantian Qi Sea, instantly boiled like a spark thrown into hot oil.

That small face, identical to Lin Fan's, suddenly opened its eyes.

A golden light, too brilliant to describe in words, burst forth from the Nascent Soul's body.

The golden light penetrated Lin Fan's Physical Body, shot into the sky, and transformed into a golden pillar of light piercing through heaven and earth.

Within the pillar of light, a vague phantom of a chaos bell slowly emerged.

On the body of the bell, patterns of sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and plants flickered, exuding a majestic pressure that seemed to suppress all ages and reign supreme.

The chaos bell.

"Clang—"

A distant, vast bell chime, not transmitted through the air, but directly resounding in every inch of space within a thousand miles, and deep within the Divine Soul of every living being.

In an instant, the wind stopped.

The clouds dispersed.

Throughout the entire Flowing Light Realm, all high-level Cultivators who had reached the Nascent Soul Stage and above, whether in seclusion, discussing the Dao, or fighting, all their actions ceased abruptly at this moment.

Their hearts felt as if they were gripped by an invisible large hand.

Their Divine Souls trembled incessantly under the sound of the bell.

It was the deepest reverence and fear, originating from the Origin of life itself.

Deep within countless reclusive Sects and ancient Families.

Pairs of eyes, sealed for hundreds or thousands of years, suddenly opened.

Their gazes penetrated the endless Void Realm, firmly locking onto the golden pillar of light that pierced through heaven and earth.

"What kind of aura is this?"

"Such pure Immortal Dao pressure!"

"Visitors from another world! Absolutely visitors from another world!"

"Is it a blessing or a curse? The Era Calamity is approaching, why would there be such a variable!"

Lines of ancient and shocked Divine Thought intertwined frantically in the Void Realm.

They had never seen such a pure, such an overbearing Immortal Dao aura from another world.

This aura made them feel familiar, yet also strange.

Familiar was the Origin of the Immortal Dao.

Strange was the supreme pressure that crushed everything, even surpassing the Heavenly Dao of the Flowing Light Realm.

Some regarded it as a deity descended from beyond the heavens.

More people, however, saw it as the ultimate omen of the "Era Calamity" foretold in ancient prophecies.

But Lin Fan, at the center of the storm, had no time to pay attention to the commotion outside.

In his mind, the cold System prompts were frantically scrolling.

[Warning! Detecting the host's Immortal Grade Nascent Soul and chaos bell aura, due to different world Laws, it has been completely exposed!]

[Detecting the key area of the "Era Calamity" — Flowing Light Realm!]

[Main Quest: "The Dao Protector's Path" has been activated!]

[Current Quest: Purify the immortal realm fragment of the Flowing Light Realm and find the "First Key."]

[Warning! The host's "Undying Trait" and "Immortal Dao Origin" have been exposed to the perception of higher-dimensional existences, danger Rank increased!]

[Please, host, increase your strength as soon as possible and act cautiously!]

Lin Fan's eyelids twitched violently.

Trouble.

He had intended to enter discreetly, to quietly make his move.

But as soon as he landed, he directly launched a map-wide flashbang, startling all the bosses, big and small.

Even more critically, the System warned that his trump cards had been targeted by higher-dimensional existences.

This feeling was like a player with a health-lock cheat suddenly getting caught red-handed by the GM.

Although the cheat hadn't been banned yet, he had already been added to the watchlist.

Just then, Su Meier beside him let out a suppressed moan.

Lin Fan glanced over.

He saw Su Meier's pretty face flushed with a captivating blush, her body drenched in fragrant sweat, her clothes soaked and clinging tightly to her exquisite curves.

Her internal aura was surging at a terrifying speed.

Her round demon core, under the baptism of the chaos bell's Immortal Dao aura, was undergoing some astonishing transformation.

The originally solid cultivation Bottleneck was now melting like ice and snow.

The threshold of the Nascent Soul was already within reach.

"Young Master..."

Su Meier's eyes were misty, and her gaze towards Lin Fan was filled with extreme dependence and adoration.

She could feel that all her current changes originated from the man beside her.

He was like a sun radiating endless light and heat.

And she was merely a tiny star revolving around him, drawing light and heat from him.

Subconsciously, she leaned towards Lin Fan.

Her soft body almost entirely pressed against Lin Fan's, seeking a primal sense of protection.

Her warm breath brushed against Lin Fan's neck, bringing a tingling sensation.

Lin Fan's heart stirred, and he supported her soft, boneless waist.

The touch was astonishingly hot and delicate.

He could feel Su Meier's body trembling slightly as it struggled to withstand the immense power.

"Guard your mind, I'll help you."

Lin Fan's voice, like a clear spring, sounded in her ear.

He made no unnecessary movements, only carefully guided a wisp of the pure Immortal Dao aura from his body into Su Meier's, helping her to sort out the turbulent energy.

Su Meier's tense body instantly relaxed.

She greedily enjoyed the intimacy and tranquility of the moment, her entire heart almost melting.

Her dependence on Lin Fan reached an unprecedented peak at this moment.

However, Lin Fan's mind tensed again at this time.

He keenly sensed it.

Several streams of Divine Thought, even more powerful and condensed than the previous ones, like invisible probes, pierced through the Void Realm and were scanning him and Su Meier inch by inch.

These Divine Thoughts had all reached the Soul Transformation Stage.

Moreover, some of them carried an undisguised hint of scrutiny, and even a faint, almost imperceptible trace of malice.

Lin Fan's eyes grew cold.

His mind stirred.

The phantom of the chaos bell, deep within his Nascent Soul, trembled slightly again.

"Clang!"

Another silent bell chime, but this time, its power was precisely controlled within the vicinity of his body.

Those few brazenly probing Soul Transformation Divine Thoughts were like hitting an invisible barrier.

A backlash force, containing the supreme Dao rhythm, surged back along their Divine Thoughts.

"Pfft!"

"Mm!"

Throughout the Flowing Light Realm.

Several Spirit Transformation Old Monster who were peeking almost simultaneously let out a muffled groan.

They only felt as if their Divine Souls had been violently struck by an invisible large hammer, a sharp pain ensued, and golden stars danced before their eyes.

Everyone was horrified.

What an overbearing counterattack!

Just a clash of Divine Thought could injure their Divine Souls.

The strength of this "Heavenly Outlander" was far more terrifying than they had imagined!

In an instant, all probing Divine Thoughts retreated.

No one dared to easily provoke the mysterious person standing under the golden pillar of light with their Divine Thought again.

The corner of Lin Fan's mouth curved into a cold arc.

He knew this was only temporary.

Deterrence could only buy a moment of peace.

Soon, those old fellows would try to test him in other ways.

Indeed.

Less than an incense stick's time later.

Several streaks of light flew from different directions towards the formation platform where Lin Fan was located.

But without exception, they all stopped about ten miles away from the platform.

These were several Cultivators in the Nascent Soul Stage, dressed in various attires, their expressions respectful but with undisguised fear.

"Junior, an envoy from the Nine Heavens Immortal Palace, has been ordered by our Old Ancestor to pay respects to Senior!"

"Junior, an envoy from the Ziwei Ancient Family, has specially come to pay respects to Senior!"

"..."

They came bearing the will of their respective Sect Old Ancestors, with the intention of probing and also of winning him over.

Lin Fan didn't even lift an eyelid.

"Scram."

One word, clearly entered the ears of every envoy.

Calm.

Yet it contained an unquestionable authority.

The faces of those envoys turned pale, and without the slightest hesitation, they immediately transformed into streaks of light and fled in embarrassment.

Lin Fan needed time.

He needed time to understand this unfamiliar world.

He needed even more time to digest the vast amount of information brought by the System.

His mind stirred, and he activated certain System permissions, beginning to scan and analyze the surrounding information flow.

Soon.

A simplified map of the Flowing Light Realm, along with basic information about its major forces, slowly began to construct itself in his mind.

The Flowing Light Realm was riddled with various powers.

The most prominent were several super Sects and ancient Families, led by the "Nine Heavens Immortal Palace," each with a Transformation God Ancestor presiding over them.

They had carved up the richest resources of the entire Flowing Light Realm, balancing each other for thousands of years.

And clues about the "collapse of the Immortal Dao" pointed to those chaotic energy regions, designated as Forbidden Grounds by the major powers.

There, more and purer immortal realm fragments of the Ancient Immortal Realm remained.

And similarly, they were full of unknown dangers.

Lin Fan's gaze quickly swept across the map in his mind.

Finally, his sight rested on an area marked "Dead Silent."

It was an ancient city abandoned for thousands of years.

Legend had it that it was once the core of the Flowing Light Realm, but later, due to an unknown catastrophe, its energy became completely chaotic, and the Immortal Dao aura intertwined with a strange Devilish Qi, making it no longer suitable for Cultivators to live in.

For others, it was a dead end.

But for Lin Fan, it was undoubtedly the best place to settle.

The environment was complex, making it easy to hide.

The chaotic energy could perfectly conceal his own aura.

More importantly, the dense immortal realm fragment aura there was exactly what his current quest required.

Having made up his mind.

Lin Fan reined in the heaven-piercing phenomenon.

The golden pillar of light slowly receded into his body and disappeared.

The entire world returned to its original state.

He supported Su Meier, whose internal aura had calmed down and whose cultivation had greatly advanced, and who was looking at him with adoration, and transformed into a streak of light, rushing towards the direction of the abandoned ancient city.

Half an hour later.

Lin Fan and Su Meier's figures descended upon a vast ruin.

Broken walls and crumbling foundations stretched for a hundred miles.

The air was filled with a mixture of Immortal Dao aura and a chilling Devilish Qi, strange and oppressive.

This was the abandoned ancient city.

Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction.

The environment here was even better than he had expected.

However.

Just as he had selected a relatively complete palace to serve as a temporary foothold.

His steps suddenly halted.

He saw, on the dust-covered floor in the center of the main hall.

A letter made of ancient beast hide lay quietly there.

The seal of the letter was closed with a peculiar golden wax clay, bearing an ancient seal script of the characters "Heaven's Secret."

It appeared out of thin air like this.

As if it had been waiting for him here for a thousand years.

Lin Fan's eyes instantly became incomparably solemn.

He could feel a trace of Heavenly Dao Qi emanating from this letter that made even his heart palpitate.

He didn't immediately pick it up.

Instead, he stretched out his hand and beckoned from a distance.

The letter then lightly floated into his palm.

Opening the envelope.

Inside, there was only a thin, yellowed sheet of paper.

The writing on the paper was in an ancient runic script that Lin Fan didn't recognize but could directly understand its meaning.

The content, moreover, made his pupils contract sharply.

"Heavenly Outlander, Dao Protector, welcome to the Flowing Light Realm."

"If you seek the 'Key,' come to Tianji Pavilion for a discussion."

These two short sentences revealed a shocking piece of information.

This "Tianji Pavilion" not only knew his Origin, but even his identity as a "Dao Protector" was perfectly clear to them!

How was this possible!

Lin Fan's heart was in turmoil.

This had already exceeded the scope of deduction.

This was more like a kind of... omniscient surveillance!

His hand, holding the paper, unconsciously tightened.

Just then, at the end of the paper, new runes slowly emerged.

It was a tattered map.

In the center of the map, a twisted and ancient rune was marked with blood-red cinnabar.

Below the rune, four characters were written.

"Heavenly Dao Forbidden Zone."

And in the corner of the map, there was a blurry date, seemingly about to dissipate at any moment.