346: A Hundred Deaths! Death Analysis Begins!
Beyond the Tian Yuan Realm lay a silent abyss.
The radiance of billions of stars was completely swallowed by a moving black curtain made of bones and steel.
One after another, dark and ferocious warships, like silent cosmic behemoths, sealed off every inch of escape space.
At the center of the fleet, atop the flagship, the "immortal throne," as vast as a star fortress.
The Demon Leader sat on a throne piled with bones; he emitted no earth-shattering pressure, merely sitting there quietly.
His blood-red soul fire penetrated the endless Void Realm, indifferently observing the Small World, which was enveloped by a world-protecting grand array, yet now appeared as fragile as a glass orb.
He was waiting.
Waiting for the prey code-named "Death God" to reveal himself... An inconspicuous starship, like a ghost, silently glided to the edge of this death battlefield.
Inside the Tian Yuan Realm's command hall, the atmosphere remained deathly silent.
The warm Jade Slip in Li Hanyue's hand became the sole focus of everyone present.
That lazy voice, carrying a lightness utterly out of place with the apocalyptic scene before them, sounded again.
"Listen, the plan is simple."
"The enemy's commander, that fellow called the Demon Leader, is a Mahayana Peak Cultivator, possibly even half a step into a higher Realm."
"If you fight him head-on, all of you combined aren't enough for him to crush with one finger."
These words were incredibly harsh, yet undeniable.
The muscles on the Black Tortoise Holy Lord's ashen face twitched.
Lin Fan's voice continued to emanate from the Jade Slip.
"But as long as I die enough times, I can find a way to kill him."
The entire hall, everyone's minds buzzed.
What had they heard?
Die enough times?
What kind of tactic was this?
A suicidal tactic?
A hot-tempered Elder finally couldn't hold back, angrily rebuking the Jade Slip.
"Your Excellency, are you mocking us? One death means nothing left! And 'many deaths'?
Lin Fan seemed to have anticipated this reaction, his tone unchanged.
"So, this is your mission."
"Your mission is not to win, nor even to kill the enemy."
"Your mission is to create 'opportunities for death' for me."
"Use all your strength to hold back his fleet, distract him, force him to act, make him use all his abilities, again and again, to kill me."
Silence.
A silence more eerie than any before.
Everyone in the hall looked at the Jade Slip with eyes that saw a madman.
They were to gamble the last lives of the entire Immortal Alliance, not for survival, but to cooperate with someone to seek death?
How absurd.
How insane.
The Black Tortoise Holy Lord's fingers, braced on the control panel, were bone-white from excessive force.
He spoke hoarsely, each word incredibly difficult.
"Your Excellency... why should we believe you?"
Yes.
Why?
Just based on these few unbelievable ravings, they were to stake the very spark of their civilization?
The Jade Slip was silent for a moment.
The next moment.
A figure appeared behind the Black Tortoise Holy Lord without any warning.
It was a young man in strange attire, with a hint of a lazy smile on his face.
"Is this enough?"
"Guards!"
The nearest Mahayana Stage Cultivators' expressions changed drastically, instinctively summoning their Magic Treasures.
The Black Tortoise Holy Lord's hair stood on end instantly.
He hadn't detected any spatial fluctuations at all.
This person was as if he had always been standing there.
Before anyone could react, Lin Fan's figure blurred again, like a reflection in water, then appeared at the other end of the hall, gently tapping a screen carved from ten-thousand-year-old Black Ice.
"Dong dong."
The crisp sound echoed in the deathly silent hall.
Then, his figure completely vanished.
Only his voice sounded again from the Jade Slip in Li Hanyue's hand.
"This is Shadow Shuttle, it can ignore most Restrictions."
"I can come in anytime, and leave anytime."
Everyone in the hall was stunned.
They looked at the tapped Black Ice screen, then at the empty spot behind the Black Tortoise Holy Lord, a chill running straight up their spines to their heads.
The Tian Yuan Realm's world-protecting grand array, combined with the dozens of Restrictions in the command hall, were rendered useless before this person.
If he wanted to assassinate anyone present, probably no one could stop him.
The Black Tortoise Holy Lord stiffly turned around, looking at the empty space behind him, the despair in his eyes gradually replaced by an extreme shock.
He suddenly understood.
Why the Demon Leader would use a Karma weapon to lock onto this person.
Because on a conventional level, he simply couldn't be caught.
He was like a phantom walking outside the rules.
The Black Tortoise Holy Lord slowly closed his eyes; when he opened them again, the last trace of hesitation in his gaze had turned into resolute determination.
He looked at the nebula of death outside the window, a tragic smile appearing on his face.
Either way, it was death.
The Immortal Alliance had no retreat.
Rather than being crushed into dust in despair, it was better to... make this last gamble.
To bet that this madman could truly create a miracle.
"Good!"
The Black Tortoise Holy Lord roared a single word into the Jade Slip with all his might.
"The final fate of the Immortal Alliance rests on Your Excellency!"
"We shall offer our last all to Your Excellency!"
The Elders behind him exchanged glances; eventually, all of them showed the same resolute determination, tinged with tragedy.
They bowed deeply towards the Jade Slip in Li Hanyue's hand.
"Please, Your Excellency... go to your death!"
Lin Fan's voice finally carried a hint of a smile.
"Deal."
"I name it, the Pact of a Hundred Deaths."
...Boom!
The Tian Yuan Realm's world-protecting grand array's light intensified to its extreme.
Thousands of streams of light flew out from within the Realm, the Immortal Alliance's last Cultivator army.
They did not charge but quickly formed defensive battle arrays, like reefs, preparing to meet the impending stormy waves.
The great battle erupted instantly.
Among the dark bone warship fleet, countless muzzles glowed with a ghastly green light.
Dense beams of death, like a torrential downpour, poured onto the Immortal Alliance's defensive line.
Every second, shields shattered.
Every second, Cultivators fell.
Inside the starship cabin.
Lin Fan took a deep breath, his eyes becoming more focused than ever before.
He pulled up the System light screen.
[Core Function: Death Replay]
He locked his consciousness onto the light screen, issuing an instruction to the System in the Void Realm.
"Target: immortal throne, Demon Leader."
"Commence Death Analysis."
[Death Analysis initiated... data recording in progress...]
Lin Fan sat back in the pilot's seat, his hands gripping the control stick.
The starship's engine roared lowly, energy pushed to its limit.
He looked at the star map, at the huge red dot representing the "immortal throne" at the core of the enemy fleet.
Then, without hesitation, he charged forward.
The starship transformed into a resolute stream of light, like a tiny Flying Sword piercing the heart of a storm, rushing directly towards the Demon Leader's flagship.
It passed through the chaotic battlefield.
Through countless intersecting energy beams.
Three hundred thousand li from the "immortal throne."
Two hundred thousand li.
One hundred thousand li.
Above the "immortal throne," the Demon Leader didn't even move.
His blood-red soul fire merely rippled slightly.
An invisible, imperceptible Domain instantly swept over the charging stream of light.
No explosion.
No roar.
That starship, along with Lin Fan inside, was erased from the canvas as if by an eraser, along with space itself, instantly disintegrated into its most basic particles, returning to nothingness... Inside the starship cabin, a flash of light.
Lin Fan's figure re-coalesced.
In his ear, the cold System prompt sounded.
[You have died.]
[Initiating death settlement...]
[Cause of death: Annihilated by 'Soul Annihilation Domain'.]
[Object causing death: Demon Leader (Mahayana Peak).]
[Overall rating: C.]
[Initiating Death Replay...]
[Analyzing enemy Domain 'Soul Annihilation Domain' data...]
[Current analysis progress: 0.1%...]
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