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On the doll's chest, the two characters for "Xiao Chen" carved with immortal power emitted an indescribable, eerie aura.

Lin Fan's fingertips lightly brushed across the rough surface of the doll.

Li Hanyue looked at the straw man in his hand and the lazy, mischievous smile on his face, her eyelid twitching involuntarily.

She had already given up on trying to understand Lin Fan's way of thinking.

"Are you planning to..."

Before she could finish, Lin Fan stood up from his seat.

"I'm going to deliver a package."

Lin Fan waved at her, his smile appearing completely harmless.

"And while I'm at it, I'll do a bit of fishing."

Before his voice faded, his figure vanished from the Command Hall once more, without stirring a single ripple in space... Outside the Tian Yuan Realm, in a desolate Star Domain separated by countless seas of stars.

This was a graveyard of the Universe, where dead silence was the only theme.

There were no suns, no life—only cold stardust and broken meteors drifting in eternal darkness.

A figure appeared out of thin air in this absolute void.

It was Lin Fan.

He didn't rush into action but floated silently, his Divine Thought spreading out like an invisible net, meticulously scanning the surrounding area for thousands of light-years to ensure there were no potential observers.

Absolute safety was the primary element of fishing.

Once he confirmed everything was clear, he slowly raised his hand.

A wisp of aura, so faint it was almost negligible, drifted from his fingertips.

This wisp of aura shared the same Origin as the Lesser Myriad Dao Reincarnation Array covering the Tian Yuan Realm, but he had deliberately made it extremely unstable and intermittent, as if it were residual energy leaking from a massive Formation that couldn't be fully contained after operation.

A meticulously forged "weak point in the Formation."

After completing this, Lin Fan rested his hands behind his head and lay lazily in the void, as if he had fallen asleep.

However, he tightly gripped the karma grafting puppet in his hand.

The bait had been cast.

Now, all he had to do was wait... Time lost its meaning in this silent Star Domain.

An unknown amount of time passed.

An unspeakable change quietly occurred.

The underlying rules of this void began to undergo minute distortions.

It was as if several ancient, vast gazes filled with greed and malice had crossed endless time and space to focus on the "energy leak point" Lin Fan had faked.

In the chaotic void, several blurred intentions communicated silently.

"Found it... the 'Calamity's' lair."

"Such brilliant concealment methods, to actually erase an entire Star Domain from the level of Karma. If not for the excessive consumption from his recent Formation deployment leaving this flaw, we might never have found him."

"Such an anomaly cannot be allowed to remain! The secrets on his person must belong to the Alliance!"

"Do not hesitate, he may have already noticed! Use the 'True Name Curse Killing' to strike through the Formation and directly curse-kill his Origin Divine Soul and Luck!"

"Agreed!"

"Agreed!"

Several ancient wills reached an agreement in an instant.

They were overjoyed, believing they had found Lin Fan's lair and caught him at his weakest moment.

Hum—

A terrifying power that transcended Law and stood above the Great Dao was activated in a distant, unknown secret stronghold.

This power was formless and immaterial, not belonging to any known type of energy.

It directly locked onto the source of that wisp of aura at the level of Karma.

Then, it launched a certain-kill strike.

True Name Curse Killing!

...In the desolate Star Domain.

Lin Fan, who had been lying in the void with his eyes closed, suddenly snapped them open.

It's here!

At almost the same instant, everything around him lost its color.

Light, stardust, meteors... everything turned into a dull monochrome of black, white, and gray.

Time seemed frozen, and space was like solidified amber.

An invisible force of curse-killing, carrying the concepts of "Ending" and "Erasure," crossed time and space, ignored all physical defenses, and descended upon him with absolute precision.

Before this power, a Physical Body at the True Immortal Great Perfection was like wet paper.

An Indestructible Divine Soul was merely a candle in the wind.

However, there wasn't a trace of panic on Lin Fan's face.

He simply looked down at the straw man in his hand.

Just as the curse-killing power was about to hit his Origin.

The karma grafting puppet in his palm moved.

The crimson thread on the straw man's chest suddenly lit up with an eerie, dark red light.

Hum!

That True Name Curse Killing power, capable of instantly killing a Pseudo-Immortal and severely wounding a True Immortal, was forcibly distorted and swallowed by an invisible black hole just before it touched Lin Fan.

Then, it mysteriously vanished... In another distant Star Domain.

Inside an Immortal Cave within a certain high-ranking Sect's Forbidden Ground, where the Spiritual Qi was so dense it had practically solidified.

Xiao Chen sat cross-legged.

His face was pale, his eyes hollow, and the aura surrounding him was in complete disarray.

Ever since his Dao Heart was shattered by Lin Fan's finger at the gates of the Qingyun Sect, he had become a broken man.

At this moment, he was following the orders of the Sect Elders to go into secluded cultivation here, attempting to use the Sect's secret techniques to reshape that shattered Dao Heart.

He told himself over and over that everything Lin Fan said was a lie, and that he was the one destined by heaven.

Those were merely the ravings of a Devil Head.

However, just as his Dao Heart managed to gather a faint glimmer of light and he tried to pull himself together.

"Ah—!"

A shrill scream that didn't even sound human suddenly erupted from Xiao Chen's mouth.

The several Sect Elders guarding the Immortal Cave turned pale with horror and rushed inside.

They saw a scene they would never forget.

Above Xiao Chen's head, the small golden Dragon representing his Luck and future let out a despairing wail, then snapped inch by inch, turning into black ash.

His cultivation fell from the realm of a Prodigy like a floodgate being opened.

Soul Transformation, Nascent Soul, Golden Core, Foundation Establishment... finally, he plummeted into a Mortal without any cultivation at all.

Even more terrifyingly, strange curses as black as ink, filled with ominous and malicious auras, emerged from beneath his skin and crawled all over his body.

His entire being seemed to have become a vessel carrying the most vicious curses in the world.

"No... no... my Dao foundation! My Luck!"

Xiao Chen felt the power draining from his body and let out a heart-wrenching roar.

The last glimmer of light in his eyes was completely extinguished... Inside the secret temple of the Anomaly Elimination Alliance.

Several blurred shadows on thrones fluctuated violently.

"The curse-kill hit!"

"Eh? Wait... the Karma that was hit... it wasn't the 'Calamity'!"

"It's... it's a pawn we manipulated at will in the Lower Realm before? Named... Xiao Chen?"

"How could this happen? The curse-kill power was transferred? This is impossible! It violates the Laws of Karma!"

For the first time, the temple fell into a deathly silence.

Then came uncontrollable rage and suspicion.

The certain-kill method they took pride in had actually struck a worthless discarded pawn.

This was simply a humiliating disgrace!

...In the desolate Star Domain.

Lin Fan felt the lethal threat being quietly transferred, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled into an arc.

He opened his palm.

The karma grafting puppet had already completed its mission and was silently turning into a pile of the finest ash.

"What a good comrade."

Lin Fan looked at the pile of ash and gave a heartfelt sigh.

"Before leaving, he even sent me a great gift."

At the moment the curse-kill power was grafted away, a burst of mixed energy erupted within the Puppet.

A small part of it, belonging to the core coordinate information of the curse-kill power, was forcibly "intercepted" by the Puppet and transmitted into Lin Fan's mind.

It was a fragment of a star map.

The end of the star map pointed to a mysterious Star Domain labeled as the "Tomb of the Epoch."

One of the strongholds of the Anomaly Elimination Alliance.

Lin Fan firmly memorized these coordinates, and the plan in his heart became a bit clearer.

However, just as he was preparing to head back to the Tian Yuan Realm to properly digest this harvest.

Hum—

An unprecedented, sharp, and piercing alarm suddenly exploded on the System panel deep within his Sea of Consciousness without any warning.

The entire System panel was rendered in a blood-red color that had never appeared before, representing the highest threat level.