288: The birth of the best actor, the perfect cannon fodder

The gray Death Qi lurking within Lin Fan's body was like the most cunning viper, quietly biding its time.

Ghost Hand thought he was acting without anyone knowing, and his 'gentle' smile became even more sincere because of it.

"Little friend, look, there's an ancient Restriction outside this divine blood."

He pointed to the Void Realm around the dark golden divine blood, which seemed calm but secretly harbored murderous intent.

"This Restriction is extremely profound. Forcibly breaking it might destroy the divine blood. However, it seems less reactive to pure Qi and blood power."

"Little friend, you are so young, yet you possess such profound Body Refining cultivation. The purity of your Qi and blood far surpasses us old folks."

"How about... you go first and use your Qi and blood power to test the reality of this Restriction?"

Ghost Hand's voice was full of inducement, as if this was a great Opportunity, a chance for Lin Fan to prove himself.

The burly man behind him had a grin stretched to his ears, his mockery almost unconcealed in his eyes.

Test with Qi and blood?

That's not testing; that's detonating.

The most terrifying aspect of this Restriction was that it would frantically devour any life energy it touched, then detonate in an instant, blowing the toucher's Divine Soul to smithereens.

This idiot is dead for sure.

Lin Fan's face, at the opportune moment, revealed a hint of 'hesitation' and 'struggle'.

His gaze greedily swept over the Ancient God Remnant Blood, then fearfully glanced at the Void Realm, and finally, he looked at Ghost Hand as if seeking help.

"Senior... this... is this really okay? I feel that thing is very dangerous..."

This appearance of being afraid of death yet obsessed with wealth greatly reassured Ghost Hand.

It's settled.

"Fortune favors the bold!" Ghost Hand emphasized, painting a grand picture, "Little friend, think about it, this is ancient divine blood! Just one drop can transform you, and reaching Body Integration in the future, or even Ascension to the Immortal Realm, is not an exaggeration!"

"With so many of us, would we just stand by and watch something happen to you? Go ahead! We will be behind you as your Protectors!"

As he spoke, he and the other four truly took their positions in a serious manner, adopting a 'protecting you' stance.

Lin Fan sneered inwardly.

Protectors?

They're just afraid I won't die fast enough and are ready to finish me off.

However... these old actors are really dedicated.

"Alright... alright!"

Lin Fan seemed finally convinced. He gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, his face etched with the resolve of 'men die for wealth, birds die for food'.

He took a deep breath, cautiously, step by step, moving towards that vacuum zone.

His movements were slow, his body tensed, and fine cold sweat even 'seeped' from his forehead. Every step was incredibly difficult, as if he were treading on an invisible mountain of blades.

This textbook-level movie emperor acting made Ghost Hand and the others nod repeatedly.

Yes, this is the state.

Fear, yet driven by greed.

Perfect.

Simply perfect cannon fodder.

Finally, Lin Fan 'with difficulty' arrived before the Ancient God Remnant Blood.

Less than three feet separated them.

He could feel the terrifying suction force from the Restriction frantically pulling at his Qi and blood and Divine Soul.

"Senior! I... I feel like I can't hold on anymore!" Lin Fan turned back, letting out a 'terrified' cry.

"Don't be afraid! Now's the time! Rouse your Qi and blood, and touch it!" Ghost Hand's voice carried a hint of imperceptible eagerness and excitement.

It's here!

The show is about to begin!

"I'll risk it!"

Lin Fan roared, as if using all his strength, and golden Qi and blood power flared brightly on his right palm.

Then.

Just as everyone thought he was about to strike the Restriction with his palm.

His foot seemed to trip over something, resulting in an extremely realistic stumble.

"Oh no!"

He fell forward in a clumsy 'flat fall' pose, face down, directly towards the Ancient God Remnant Blood.

This sudden turn of events stunned Ghost Hand and the other four.

He can play it like this?

The next instant.

Buzz—

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no world-destroying light.

The moment Lin Fan's body touched the invisible Restriction, all sounds, all light, all Laws in the entire Divine Silence Ruins seemed to be paused.

That drop of dark golden Ancient God Remnant Blood suddenly erupted with an ineffable, supreme Divine Might!

Time and space lost their meaning at this moment.

Lin Fan, who had just been a living, greedy, and foolish young man, didn't even have time to let out a scream. His body, like snow under the scorching sun, from skin to flesh, to bones, and then to his Divine Soul... in less than a ten-thousandth of a second, was completely erased from the root of his existence by that terrifying Divine Might!

Cleanly.

Not even a single atom remained.

As if he had never appeared in this Universe.

[Ding! Detected Host died from ancient Divine Might Restriction erasure. Death process was efficient and thorough, with extremely high research value. Death experience rating: Perfect!]

[Overlord Saint Body analyzes Divine Might Origin, comprehends new characteristic: Divine Might Resistance (Elementary)!]

[Ding! Detected Host has deep interaction with ancient divine power, gaining special reward: Ancient God Remnant Blood (Affinity)! The rejection between Physique and ancient divine blood is greatly reduced!]

...Silence.

Absolute silence.

Ghost Hand and the other four stared blankly at the empty Void Realm, unable to react for a moment.

Where is he?

Just like that... gone?

A full three breaths passed.

"Ha... haha... hahahaha!"

The burly man was the first to burst into ecstatic laughter.

"Dead! So cleanly dead! This cannon fodder... is really damn useful!"

"Amitabha, this young benefactor sacrificed himself for righteousness, his Karma is immeasurable." A fake monk with a faint Buddha light behind his head hypocritically chanted a Buddhist prayer, but the uncontrollable smile at the corner of his mouth betrayed him.

Ghost Hand's withered old face also bloomed into a chrysanthemum-like smile.

Perfect!

Everything was going according to his most perfect script!

Although there was a small unexpected twist in the process, the result couldn't be better!

He eagerly stepped forward, his gaze fanatically fixed on the Ancient God Remnant Blood.

The Restriction had been triggered, and now was the best time to retrieve the treasure!

However, his steps suddenly halted.

The smile on his face also froze.

He saw that around the Ancient God Remnant Blood, at some unknown point, a translucent, dark golden energy field, rippling like water, had appeared.

It was precisely that Restriction, which, after erasing Lin Fan, had evolved into a second form.

It firmly enveloped the Ancient God Remnant Blood, isolating it from the outside.

"Damn it! This Restriction still has changes!" Ghost Hand cursed in a low voice, his face turning ugly.

"Big Brother, what are you afraid of! It just erupted once, so now it must be strong on the outside but weak on the inside. With the five of us working together, are we still afraid of not being able to break this turtle shell?" The burly man said indifferently.

"Exactly, delays cause trouble, let's act!"

The five quickly reached an agreement, and the flames of greed reignited in their eyes.

They were about to join forces to unleash their strongest attack and blast open that energy field.

Just then.

An anomaly suddenly occurred!

Inside that dark golden energy field, which everyone thought was a 'turtle shell', next to the Ancient God Remnant Blood.

A minuscule speck of light appeared out of thin air.

Immediately after, the speck of light rapidly stretched and expanded, outlining a complete human silhouette in just a single breath.

Flesh regenerated, robes reappeared.

It was precisely Lin Fan, who had just been erased without leaving even an atom behind!

He stood there again, perfectly unharmed.

He even stretched and moved his limbs, as if he had just had a good sleep.

The entire world, at this moment, seemed to have been muted.

The movements of the five Law Hunters froze in mid-air.

The fierce grin on the burly man's face solidified.

The fake monk's prayer beads fell to the ground, but he didn't even notice.

Ghost Hand's withered right hand trembled violently uncontrollably, his cloudy eyeballs almost bulging from their sockets.

Their expressions shifted from greed, to bewilderment, to blankness, and then to... an indescribable, bone-deep terror!

Wh-what's going on?

A resurrection?

No! That's not right!

Even a Ghost Cultivator specializing in Divine Soul cultivation would have no chance of resurrection after being erased by that Divine Might!

That was a complete deletion from the 'conceptual' level!

Under the horrified, ghost-seeing gazes of the five.

Inside the energy field, Lin Fan slowly turned around.

He looked at the five lifelike 'statues' outside the field, a radiant, extremely benevolent smile on his face.

That smile was like looking at five... plump reward chests waiting to be slaughtered.

"Gh-ghost!"

A Void Refining Realm hunter with the weakest psychological fortitude had his Dao Heart completely shattered by that terrifying smile at this moment. He let out a shrill, distorted scream, turned into a streak of light, and frantically tried to flee this place of right and wrong that had caused his understanding to malfunction.

However, Lin Fan merely raised his eyelids.

Boom!

Before the hunter could fly a hundred zhang, his body was inexplicably and precisely cut in half by a spatial rift that appeared out of thin air, his Divine Soul utterly annihilated.

Was it the chaotic Laws of this Divine Silence Ruins?

Or... The remaining four felt a chill run through their bodies, their courage to flee instantly drained.

Lin Fan no longer looked at them.

He turned around and, in front of everyone, slowly extended his right hand.

That hand passed through the faint golden divine light, gently reaching out to touch the dark golden Ancient God Remnant Blood, which contained the power of creation and destruction.