160: The dragon went out to sea, and I remembered it!

The moment the Four-Winged Dark Angel descended, his scarlet eyes slowly swept across this world, filled with undisguised disgust and disdain.

"What a... filthy, low-level world."

His voice was hoarse, unlike anything from the mortal realm.

Immediately, he fixed his gaze on Sima Ziqiu, who had already been reduced to a puddle of flesh on the ground, a sneer playing on his lips.

"Useless."

After doing all this, he slowly raised his head, his scarlet eyes falling upon Lin Fan and the other four, who were facing him as if facing a great enemy.

As his gaze swept over the three Martial Emperors who were already pale with fear, the disdain in his eyes grew even heavier.

But when his gaze fell on Lin Fan and Nanny, his expression stiffened slightly.

He could clearly feel that within these two seemingly weak humans, there was a power that made him feel... both familiar and strange.

"Ants, are you ready to accept the purification of God?"

The Dark Angel's voice was chillingly cold.

He raised the black scythe in his hand, intending to eradicate these five annoying bugs before him.

"Fight!"

Lin Fan roared.

Six Paths Reincarnation Fist!

The three Martial Emperors also suppressed the fear in their hearts, pooling all their lifelong cultivation into a combined effort.

Five attacks roared towards the Dark Angel like fierce tigers.

Facing the combined might of the five.

The Dark Angel indifferently waved the giant scythe in his hand.

"Om—!"

A pitch-black crescent blade was unleashed.

Lin Fan and the five others' attacks were directly cut open.

"Pfft!"

The five figures flew backward like kites with broken strings.

Instant kill!

The strength of the two sides was simply not on the same dimension.

"Senior Brother!" Nanny struggled to get up from the ground.

Lin Fan also coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Just at this critical moment between life and death.

Boom!

Inside Lin Fan's body.

A wave of magical power erupted from his body.

Purple Mansion Third Level!

In the shadows, Lu Yuchen's mind heard the System's prompt.

"Ding! Detected that the Host's Personal Disciple Lin Fan comprehended an Epiphany in the midst of life and death, and his cultivation Breakthrough to Purple Mansion Third Level!"

"Triggering a hundredfold critical return!"

"Host gains: Massive cultivation! Nascent Soul Third Level cultivation has slightly improved!"

Lu Yuchen pursed his lips.

"Not bad, as expected of my Disciple."

...

After the Breakthrough, Lin Fan's strength surged.

He charged forward again!

However...

"Bang!"

There was another dull thud.

He was sent flying back again, at a speed more than three times faster than when he came.

Still no way! Lin Fan was unwilling.

This Dark Angel was a Four-Winged Angel, already reaching the peak of Martial Dao below the Martial Saint Realm in this world!

"Boring game, it's time to end it."

The Dark Angel also seemed to have lost patience; he raised the giant scythe in his hand high, intending to thoroughly crush these few stubborn ants!

Just at this critical moment.

A voice, leisurely, echoed within the great hall.

"Sigh, really."

"It's just a fight, why make such a big fuss? Can't a person watch the show properly?"

Before anyone could react.

A finger-wind, piercing through the Void Realm, arrived.

The Dark Angel's killing blow was easily nullified.

"Who?!"

The Dark Angel's expression changed drastically; he spun around abruptly, staring intently at the entrance of the great hall.

There, a figure in a green robe appeared as if an old grandmother was taking a leisurely stroll.

"Master!"

Lin Fan and Nanny were both surprised and delighted at the sight.

Lu Yuchen curiously sized up the birdman with four wings on his back.

He cleared his throat and asked in an extremely sincere tone:

"Um... excuse me."

"May I ask, do you know someone named Jesus?"

Dark Angel: "???"

He looked at the person who suddenly appeared before him, asking inexplicable questions, his scarlet eyes filled with confusion and solemnity.

He couldn't see through him!

Completely unable to see through him!

Seeing that he didn't answer, Lu Yuchen didn't mind, just shook his head with some boredom.

"Sigh, it seems you don't know him."

"In that case, there's no use keeping you around."

"Come out, big guy."

"Ding! Do you want to extract the Sect-Protecting Divine Beast—Soul Transformation Stage Overturning Sea Dragon—from the System space?"

"Yes."

Rumble—!

The dome of the great hall was forcibly torn apart by an irresistible mighty power.

A figure so vast that it defied description, exuding a terrifying aura capable of reversing rivers and changing the color of the sky and earth, slowly extended its ferocious head from the torn Void Realm!

Soul Transformation Stage Overturning Sea Dragon!

Descend!

"Roar—!"

A high-pitched Dragon roar echoed through the sky!

The moment the Dark Angel saw this Dragon, the blood instantly drained from his arrogant face.

His scarlet eyes were filled with endless surprise and fear!

"Dragon... Dragon?!"

He shrieked in dismay.

Immediately, as if he remembered something, his gaze swept towards Lin Fan and Nanny, as well as the Dragon, and that seemingly ordinary man in green robes!

He remembered! He remembered what that energy aura on Lin Fan's body, which came from the same source yet was completely different, was.

It was... it was the legendary... magical power?!

"No! Impossible! This is impossible!"

He let out a terrified roar, his voice filled with disbelief!

"How could there be... Cultivatorss in this world?!"

The world he belonged to once had fragmented records about "Cultivatorss"!

They were existences capable of destroying their "God Race."

What responded to him was the Overturning Sea Dragon, that cold Dragon Claw, large enough to blot out the sky and cover the sun!

"Pfft!"

A soft sound.

The arrogant Four-Winged Dark Angel, without even a chance to resist, was slammed fiercely onto the ground by the Dragon Claw, like swatting a fly!

Wings broken, divine bones shattered!

Only a last breath remained, lingering on.

"Stop."

Lu Yuchen spoke faintly.

He walked up to the Dark Angel, who was already terrified into a stupor, squatted down, and showed a "kind" smile on his face.

"Now, can we have a good chat?"

"For example... have you seen any other Cultivatorss?"