239: Fisherman in the Long River of Time and Space
γ Ding! γ
γ Host's method of courting death is novel. Using the Physical Body to hard-resist the residual Dao rhyme of an ancient Sword Immortal, the Divine Soul was completely erased by supreme Sword Intent, resulting in an A-grade death event! γ
γ Method of death: Divine Soul annihilation, highly experiential and challenging! γ
γ Comprehensive evaluation: A! γ
γ Congratulations to the Host, obtained reward: Divine Soul Origin strengthened by a sliver, cultivation Realm Breakthrough to Transformation Initial Stage! γ
Boom.
Within the preset anchor point, Lin Fan's figure re-condensed.
A force of mana, a hundred times stronger than the Nascent Soul Stage, surged and roared through his limbs and bones.
His Divine Thought spread outwards, and the entire collapsing world appeared with unprecedented clarity in his eyes.
He could see the fracturing of Laws and hear the wailing of space.
Soul Transformation.
A step to the heavens.
Lin Fan clenched his fists, feeling the surging power within his body, without the slightest indulgence.
His gaze turned towards the even more violent and chaotic time-space turbulence outside; instead of fear, a burning flame ignited in his eyes.
To others, this place was a graveyard of the apocalypse.
To him, it was a supreme treasure trove filled with Opportunity everywhere.
Lin Fan did not hesitate for a moment; his figure flashed, and he rushed out of the safe anchor point once again.
Like the most experienced hunter, he wove through the chaotic energy storms, searching for the most lethal "prey."
Soon, he set his sights on a strange area.
The time and space there presented a grayish, decayed hue; anything that approached would decay and dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Time discontinuity.
Lin Fan grinned, revealing an expectant smile.
He adjusted his posture, took a dive, and voluntarily plunged inside.
Sss, sss, sss.
An irresistible force of decay instantly enveloped his entire body.
His jet-black hair turned gray in an instant, then fell off.
His firm skin quickly developed wrinkles, sprouted age spots, and finally cracked like parched earth.
His vitality, his everything, was being crazily stripped away by the power of time.
After just three breaths, he had turned into a withered skeleton.
After another two breaths, even his bones could not withstand the scouring of eternal time, turning into a handful of fly ash and dissipating completely.
γ Ding! γ
γ Host experienced death from exhaustion of Lifespan, assimilated into dust by the Law of time, the death process was highly aesthetic! γ
γ Comprehensive evaluation: S! γ
γ Congratulations to the Host, insight into the Law of time has deepened, talent 'Elementary Law of time affinity' has been consolidated! γ
Within the anchor point, Lin Fan revived once more.
He closed his eyes, carefully contemplating the profound insight that had appeared in his Divine Soul.
The flow of time became clearer in his perception, and he could even interfere with it, albeit extremely weakly.
"Still not enough."
Lin Fan opened his eyes, the flame of desire burning even brighter.
He rushed out again; this time, he locked his target onto a constantly shrinking and collapsing spatial singularity.
That was the product of the Law of space running wild to the extreme, enough to compress everything into nothingness.
He charged towards it without hesitation.
Unimaginable squeezing force came from all directions.
His body was first stretched into a noodle, then kneaded into a ball, and finally compressed into an infinitely small point.
His Divine Soul, along with his very existence, was completely erased at that moment.
γ Ding! γ
γ Host was erased by a spatial singularity, died under supreme physical rules, commendable courage! γ
γ Comprehensive evaluation: S! γ
γ Congratulations to the Host, obtained reward: Law of space fragment (small), γRending Space Claw skill comprehension advanced! γ
...
Once. And again.
Lin Fan was immersed in this crazy feast of death.
He died in space storms, died in Law turbulence, died in the afterimages of the past, died in attacks from the future.
Every death made him stronger.
His cultivation, as if riding a rocket, soared all the way from Transformation Initial Stage to Transformation Mid-Stage.
And because every Breakthrough was based on the most profound insights into the Laws, his Foundation was unimaginably solid.
Just as he was preparing to challenge a seemingly more dangerous Chaos lightning zone.
A blood-red ray of light, without warning and so faint it was almost non-existent, abruptly shot from the future time-space, piercing his glabella a step in advance.
This death came extremely suddenly, even the System prompt was a beat slow.
And at this moment of being "prematurely" killed.
His Divine Soul, which had already advanced to an "Indestructible True Soul," relying on his affinity for the Law of time, captured a stream of information from the future before his consciousness completely dissipated.
Hum.
A blurred and fragmented scene flashed through his mind.
It was on a scene of chaotic ruins.
Yue Xi's complexion was as pale as paper, with bloodstains on the corners of her mouth; it seemed she had been fighting for a long time and was severely injured.
Just as she was catching her breath.
A sinister and strange blood-red light emerged silently from behind her, like the fangs of a venomous snake, instantly piercing her heart.
In the scene, she lowered her head in disbelief, looking at the blood hole in her chest, the last luster in her eyes rapidly dimming.
And the owner of that blood-red light was a broken figure shrouded in a black robe.
Although the face could not be seen, that aura was seventy percent similar to the severely injured blood shadow.
The scene ended there.
Boom.
Within the anchor point, Lin Fan's figure condensed into form.
γ Ding! Host was erased by an unknown law of karma attack... γ
He didn't hear a single word of the System's prompt in his mind.
The joy and satisfaction gained after past revivals disappeared without a trace at this moment.
Replacing it was an unprecedented coldness and anxiety.
That chill rose from the deepest part of his heart, instantly spreading through his limbs and bones.
"Yue Xi..."
Lin Fan whispered this name, his fists clenching uncontrollably.
This was the first time, outside of courting death to farm rewards, that he had felt such an intense sense of urgency.
That scene was a glimpse of what might happen in the future.
He could not let it happen.
Absolutely not.
Lin Fan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the churning emotions in his heart.
He was no longer searching for death aimlessly, but immersed all his attention, crazily sensing the chaotic spatial fluctuations around him.
He was tracing back.
Tracing the spatial coordinates of Yue Xi's location in that future scene.
For others, this was tantamount to a fantasy.
But for Lin Fan at this moment, it was not impossible.
Soon, he captured a faint trace of spiritual power belonging to Yue Xi from countless chaotic coordinates.
That was the direction.
"Wait for me."
A flash of determination appeared in Lin Fan's eyes.
He no longer avoided it but actively headed towards a huge spatial rift.
He wanted to travel in the most efficient and craziest way possible.
Death teleportation.
Utilizing the respawn point's refresh mechanism, he constantly performed short-distance displacement, forcibly crossing this world that was in the midst of destruction.
Boom.
His body was swallowed by the rift.
The next second, he revived at an anchor point dozens of miles away.
He confirmed the direction again and charged towards the nearest lethal danger zone again.
Every death brought him one step closer to that coordinate.
Every revival allowed his cultivation to improve by another point.
Slaughter and redemption, destruction and rebirth.
On the ruins of this apocalypse, it formed a strange picture.
Just as he revived once more, with his cultivation completely stabilized at the Peak of Transformation Mid-Stage.
He sensed that in a collapsing mountain range not far away, a few disheveled figures were struggling to survive.
One of the auras was somewhat familiar.
Lin Fan's gaze turned cold, and his figure flashed, appearing above that mountain range like a ghost.
Below were several demon cultivators under Yao Tianqi; the leader was a burly man covered in blood with one arm missingβNiu Mang.
They had just dodged a scouring from a Law turbulence and hadn't had time to catch their breath.
Niu Mang suddenly looked up and saw Lin Fan floating in mid-air.
His pupils instantly contracted to the limit, and a look of horror, as if seeing a ghost, appeared on his face.
"You... you weren't you consumed by the space storm..."
Before he could finish his sentence.
Lin Fan had already expressionlessly raised his right hand and lightly slashed at him through the air.
Rending Space Claw.
Sss-la.
A pitch-black, thread-like spatial rift flashed silently across Niu Mang's neck.
Niu Mang's expression froze on his face.
The next moment, his head and body separated, the cut as smooth as a mirror.
Even his Divine Soul was completely erased under that power of spatial annihilation.
One move.
Instant kill.
The remaining demon cultivators, scared to the point of Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering by this terrifying scene, turned to run away.
Lin Fan's eyes were cold as he gripped his palm in the air.
The space around those demon cultivators suddenly collapsed inward.
Puchi.
Several blood mists exploded in the air.
After doing all this, Lin Fan did not stop in the slightest, nor did he even glance at the loot that had exploded out.
He identified the direction, turned into a stream of light, and continued to speed towards the location where Yue Xi might be.
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