300: The power of fusion, establish the "Immortal Immortal Alliance"!

Inside the Main Control Room, there was dead silence.

Everyone's gaze was glued to the light screen, their pupils reflecting that absolute Void Realm, tens of thousands of miles long, which had been forcibly "wiped" out.

The dark golden fist imprint had long since dissipated.

Yet, the mark it left behind was like an indelible brand, deeply carved into the depths of everyone's Divine Soul, becoming a nightmare they could never escape, or... a miracle they could never reach.

Until Lin Fan's calm voice sounded.

"The beginner phase is over."

"Next, our goal is—"

"To welcome the Great Calamity."

Boom!

These few words seemed to possess a magic more terrifying than that heaven-destroying punch earlier.

It was like a heavy hammer, fiercely shattering the blank ice layer in everyone's minds, causing countless broken thoughts and surging emotions to erupt like a volcano!

"Bo... Boss..."

Fatty Zhang was the first to react. His fat body trembled violently, as if he had just been pulled out of ice water. His teeth chattered uncontrollably, making a "clacking" sound.

He looked at Lin Fan, that familiar, plain face, which at this moment, appeared more majestic than any god or demon, making him feel... awe.

Beginner phase?

Slapping two interstellar joint fleets like flies, and erasing two Body Integration Stage Old Ancestors from the Universe with one punch... This is what you call a beginner phase?!

Then what is not a beginner phase?

Restarting the Universe with a single thought?

Zhao Linger's reaction was different. In her dazed eyes, a monstrous joy first surged, and then, that joy was replaced by a deeper, more complex emotion.

She looked at Lin Fan, her lips moving slightly, wanting to say something, but not knowing where to start.

He had returned.

He returned in a posture she never dared to imagine in her dreams, powerful to a point beyond comprehension.

All the despair, fear, and worry from before seemed so ridiculous at this moment.

Lin Fan did not pay attention to everyone's loss of composure. He just stood there quietly, and a faint aura slowly dissipated from his body.

This aura was neither overbearing nor sharp.

It was like a spring breeze, like fine rain, like the most original, most stable rules in this Universe.

But the moment this aura swept through the Main Control Room.

Thump!

Thump! Thump!

Except for Zhao Linger, who had the highest cultivation and could barely stand, Fatty Zhang and everyone behind him all felt their legs go weak, and they knelt to the ground uncontrollably!

It was not because of fear.

But a pure, instinctive submission after their life level was absolutely suppressed!

The spiritual power, Divine Soul, and even every cell in their bodies were trembling and cheering wildly, as if worshipping their king, their... creator!

"Body... Body Integration Stage..."

Zhao Linger spat out these three words with difficulty. Her voice was trembling, and her face was filled with extreme shock.

She had felt the pressure of a Body Integration Stage expert before. When the Old Ancestor Moluo of the Heavenly Charm Sect descended, that pressure had almost suffocated her.

But compared to the aura Lin Fan unintentionally revealed, that pressure from Old Ancestor Moluo was like the difference between a firefly and the bright moon!

They were simply not on the same level!

Lin Fan's gaze slowly swept over the kneeling crowd and finally landed on Zhao Linger's shocked little face.

He nodded gently.

"From today on, we are no longer mice hiding in the shadows."

"I want to establish an organization of our own on this Qingmu Star."

His voice was not loud, but it was resonant, every word landing clearly in everyone's hearts.

"This organization is named—"

"Immortal Alliance."

Immortal Alliance!

These four words seemed to have some peculiar magic, causing Fatty Zhang and the others kneeling on the ground to tremble, their eyes instantly bursting with fervent light!

Boss is going to establish a sect!

With his current god-like strength, this "Immortal Alliance" would surely become the brightest star in this Universe!

"I... I agree! I'll be the first to join!"

Fatty Zhang was so excited that his fat face trembled. He was the first to raise his hand, not so much to show loyalty, but to seize the first seat of merit for following the dragon.

However, after the brief fanaticism, his shrewd brain quickly began to operate, and the excitement on his face collapsed.

"But... Boss..."

Fatty Zhang carefully raised his head, looked at Lin Fan's expression, and plucked up the courage to say: "We want to establish the Immortal Alliance, we have the territory, but... but we have no people, no resources, and no fame... uh, it seems we only have a notorious reputation..."

What he said was the naked reality.

The establishment of an organization requires massive resources, sufficient manpower, and even more, the foundation and reputation to attract people to join.

And they, apart from a boss who was unimaginably strong, had almost nothing.

You can't have the boss be both the Alliance Leader and the gatekeeper Disciple, right?

Zhao Linger also furrowed her beautiful brows; she thought further ahead than Fatty Zhang.

"Lin Fan, Fatty is right. Moreover, you made too much noise this time. I'm afraid you've already alarmed many ancient existences in this Universe. If we establish an organization with such fanfare now, won't we become a target for everyone?"

Her worry was not unreasonable.

A tree that stands above the forest will be destroyed by the wind.

Lin Fan's punch just now certainly displayed invincible might, but it was equivalent to lighting the brightest torch in a dark forest, which would inevitably attract countless unknown prying eyes, or even... predators.

Facing their doubts and worries, Lin Fan did not explain, nor did he refute.

He just smiled.

In that smile, there was a hint of playfulness that everyone could not understand.

"Resources?"

He gently spat out two words.

The next instant.

He extended his right hand and made a gentle grasping motion towards the Void Realm outside the base.

"Come out."

Hum—!!!

The entire Qingmu Star, and even the surrounding Star Domain, trembled violently!

Everyone in the Main Control Room watched in horror as the empty space in the Universe outside the light screen was violently torn open by an invisible hand, creating hundreds and thousands of huge rifts!

Immediately after.

Under the gaze of everyone, which they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

Huge, twisted pieces of metal wreckage sparking with electric arcs were forcibly dragged out from those spatial rifts like dumplings!

Those were the Magic Demon warships of the Heavenly Charm Sect!

Those were the Shadow Fleet of the Shadow Hall!

Those were the warships that had been severed by [Space Cutting], weathered by [Time Erosion], or even those that had been mostly wiped out by that final punch, leaving only a few scraps...

Fragments of thousands of warships, under the control of Lin Fan's Divine Thought, were forcibly gathered from various spatial dimensions onto the outer orbit of Qingmu Star!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

They collided, squeezed, and piled up against each other.

In just a few breaths, on the synchronous orbit of Qingmu Star, a... mountain of metal spanning thousands of miles, composed of countless high-grade Materials, Formation cores, and energy furnaces, was formed!

That "mountain" floated quietly in the starry sky, refracting the light from distant stars, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

It was like a monument.

A luxurious tomb that buried the elite fleets of both the Heavenly Charm Sect and the Shadow Hall!

The Main Control Room fell into dead silence once again.

Fatty Zhang opened his mouth and stared blankly at the metal mountain. The "lack of resources" problem he had just raised sounded like a huge joke right now.

Zhao Linger was also completely speechless.

She looked at the light figure on the light screen, and the last trace of worry in her heart vanished.

Yes.

Facing such great power that could no longer be described as "strength," what was there to worry about? What was there to be concerned about?

The so-called "target of everyone," the so-called "ancient existences," in front of this metal mountain, would probably have to weigh whether they were tough enough.

Lin Fan's voice sounded calmly again.

"Are these enough?"

"Enough! Enough! More than enough!"

Fatty Zhang almost roared it out. His eyes had completely turned from awe to fanaticism.

This wasn't resources; this was clearly the Boss declaring to the entire Universe: The consequence of provoking me is becoming a brick in the foundation of my Immortal Alliance!

"Very good."

Lin Fan withdrew his hand, and the metal mountain was fixed by an invisible force, beginning to be decomposed and recycled by countless engineering Puppets hidden deep within the base.

He turned around and looked at everyone again.

"Now, we have resources, manpower can be recruited slowly, and as for fame..."

He paused, a curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"From today on, my name is the greatest fame."

At this moment, no one questioned him anymore.

In everyone's eyes, only absolute conviction and fanatical worship remained.

"The establishment of the Immortal Alliance will be coordinated by Zhao Linger and Fatty Zhang, and Black Sail will cooperate fully."

"Yes! Boss!"

"Yes, Lin Fan."

Lin Fan nodded, and then changed the subject.

He waved his hand, and a light screen constructed by Divine Thought appeared in front of everyone.

On the light screen, it was not the construction blueprint of the Immortal Alliance, but a chaotic, peculiar space that seemed to be a world of its own.

"The first goal of the Immortal Alliance is not expansion, nor is it recruiting people."

Lin Fan's finger pointed to the center of that chaotic space.

His voice carried an inexplicable temptation that made everyone's Divine Soul tremble.

"It is to transform it."

"I want to refine my Immortal Cave Heaven into a..."

"Real Small World."