109: Who's next? [Seeking follow-up reading]

“Bastard!”

“Damn it!”

Lin Langtian clenched his fists, wishing he could tear Lin Fan into a million pieces!

But Master Mu refused to help him, and with his current strength, he was no match for Lin Fan!

Previously, outside the Ancient Tablet Space, Lin Fan had easily defeated him and even taken his Earth Rank Spirit Treasure, the Spirit Wheel Mirror.

If he were to fight Lin Fan again, Lin Langtian knew he wouldn't stand a chance!

At this moment, everyone around the Creation Martial Tablet was watching with a look of anticipation, their gazes fixed on Lin Langtian in the first seat.

Before this, Lin Langtian had always maintained a high and mighty demeanor, but who knew he would also have a time when he fell into the dust!

In the seat occupied by the Great Demon Gate, Mu Qianqian's beautiful eyes watched Lin Fan, and a glimmer of unusual brilliance emerged in them.

Huangpu Jing of the Huangpu Clan also had flickering eyes as she watched Lin Fan pressure Lin Langtian, recalling Ling Qingzhu's words before she left.

At the Lin Clan's position, Lin Keer's eyes were complex, and she sighed inwardly:

If, at the Ancient Tomb Mansion in the Tianyan Mountain Range, Big Brother Langtian had stood with Lin Fan and Lin Dong, instead of joining the Wang Clan to pressure them, how would the current situation have come to pass?

Wang Zhong of the Wang Clan, and Teng Lei of the Yin Puppet Sect, felt a sudden ominous premonition as they watched Lin Fan pressure Lin Langtian.

Lin Fan and his group consisted of three people, requiring three seats.

And Lin Fan had just said that he wouldn't contend with the smaller factions for the last three seats.

Besides Lin Langtian's seat, two more seats were still missing... especially for Teng Lei, whose heart had already sunk to the bottom!

“Sigh!”

Amidst the varied expressions of the onlookers, Lin Langtian took a deep breath, suppressed his humiliation, stood up, and without a word, yielded his seat.

Watching this scene, everyone's expressions were varied, and many directly marked Lin Fan in their hearts as an unprovokable target!

After Lin Langtian left, Lin Fan did not take the seat directly, but instead called out to Lin Dong beside him.

The one with the deepest hatred for Lin Langtian was truly Lin Dong.

Lin Dong was currently unable to defeat Lin Langtian with his own strength, so Lin Fan took this opportunity to vent some anger for him.

Hearing Lin Fan's words, Lin Langtian's body subtly moved, and his anger intensified!

However, he did not turn around, but instead walked towards an empty seat at the far end and sat down silently, cross-legged.

“Thank you, Brother Lin Fan!”

Lin Dong solemnly thanked Lin Fan, and without further pleasantries, he stepped through the air and sat down in the seat that originally belonged to Lin Langtian.

Lin Dong understood that Lin Fan was venting his anger for him, and his gratitude towards Lin Fan deepened.

At the same time, Lin Dong also secretly made a resolve!

This time, Brother Lin Fan took the seat that originally belonged to Lin Langtian; next time, he would use his own strength to defeat Lin Langtian and take everything from him!

Lin Fan nodded slightly, then shifted his gaze to Teng Lei's seat.

“This seat, I'll give it to you!”

Seeing Lin Fan look over, Teng Lei's face changed erratically, then he spoke with a livid expression.

With that, Teng Lei stood up directly and walked towards the second to last seat in the back.

He had already retreated once in the Puppet Cave, so retreating a second time, Teng Lei seemed to have gotten used to it.

Thinking that even Lin Langtian had been driven off his cushion by Lin Fan, Teng Lei felt a little better.

Teng Lei decided that, like Lin Langtian, he would just go and grab another seat later!

The faces of the people around the Creation Martial Tablet changed erratically as they watched this scene, their eyes filled with fury!

“Damn it!”

“They don't dare to contend with Lin Fan for seats, so they come to snatch the seats of the rest of us?”

However, despite their anger, no one dared to rashly step forward and provoke Lin Langtian or Teng Lei.

After all, neither the Lin Clan nor the Yin Puppet Sect were to be trifled with!

Lin Fan's expression, however, turned cold at this moment. “Do I need you to give me something I want? Are you looking down on me, Lin Fan?”

As his voice fell, Lin Fan's right hand spread its five fingers, and terrifying Yuan Power condensed in his palm. He slammed a palm down heavily towards Teng Lei!

“Bang!” As Lin Fan struck with his palm, a sonic boom suddenly echoed in the air!

The terrifying palm wind caused the surrounding people to instinctively retreat, fearing being caught in the aftermath!

“Bastard, do you really think I'm afraid of you?!” Teng Lei finally understood at this point that what Lin Fan wanted was not just his seat.

Or rather, Lin Fan wanted not only his seat but also his life!

At this stage, even knowing he was no match, Teng Lei would never sit idly by and wait for death!

“Yin Puppet Grand Art, Yin Demon Kill!”

Teng Lei let out a low roar, and a powerful gray Mental Energy surged violently from his crown, condensing into a giant phantom above his head.

The phantom was dozens of feet in size, vaguely exuding a chilling and sinister aura that sent shivers down one's spine!

The giant phantom let out a piercing shriek towards the sky and charged towards Lin Fan!

“Hmph!”

Lin Fan coldly snorted, and a terrifying Mental Energy pressure suddenly bore down on the gray phantom, causing it to briefly stagnate.

“Bang!”

Immediately after, Lin Fan's powerful palm force directly shattered the phantom on the spot, and then, without any obstruction, landed on Teng Lei's body.

“Bang!”

Another explosion sounded, and Teng Lei's body was also directly blasted apart by Lin Fan's terrifying Yuan Power palm print on the spot!

All of this, though it takes long to describe, actually happened in but a moment!

By the time everyone reacted, Teng Lei was already dead, without a complete corpse!

“Young Sect Master!”

The people of the Yin Puppet Sect all changed color upon seeing this, exclaiming in shock.

It wasn't that their feelings for Teng Lei were particularly deep; it was mainly that if Teng Lei died, Teng Sha would absolutely not let them off when they returned!

Around the Creation Martial Tablet, people from other factions also widened their eyes in shock upon seeing this scene.

“What exactly does Young Master Lin Fan want to do?”

“He killed Teng Lei; isn't he afraid of the Yin Puppet Sect's revenge?”

“Who cares about him? Teng Lei is dead, so don't we have a chance to contend for a seat?”

“That's right, Young Master Lin Fan is truly a good person!”

“...”

Mu Qianqian of the Great Demon Gate and Wu Ci of the Martial Alliance exchanged glances, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

They had been old rivals with Teng Lei for many years, their strengths roughly equal.

If Lin Fan could kill Teng Lei with one palm, couldn't he also kill them with one palm?

Even more terrifying was that Lin Fan had no scruples; Lin Langtian of the Lin Clan had been forced to lose all face by him.

Now he had casually killed Teng Lei of the Yin Puppet Sect; who knew who his next target would be?

Huangpu Jing, Qin Shi, Wang Tong, and others also looked on with shaken expressions.

Even the Elders of the Four Great Clans looked at Lin Fan with very grave expressions.

Lin Fan, however, paid no attention to their thoughts. He casually put away Teng Lei's cosmos sack, then looked at the people of the Yin Puppet Sect, who were filled with hostility towards him, and said indifferently:

“Since you miss Teng Lei so much, then I'll send you down to see him!”

With that, Lin Fan's hands quickly changed, rapidly forming a complex seal.

Immediately, a large blue handprint condensed in front of him, rapidly expanding to a hundred feet in size, like a blue sky curtain, pressing down with a roar towards the location of the Yin Puppet Sect's people!

“Bang bang bang!”

Under the terrifying bombardment of the large blue handprint, the people of the Yin Puppet Sect were all blasted apart on the spot, without even having a chance to scream!

Everyone around the Creation Martial Tablet felt their hearts skip a beat again as they watched this scene.

“Qing Tan, you take this seat!” After casually dealing with the people of the Yin Puppet Sect, Lin Fan said to Qing Tan.

“Mm-hmm,” Qing Tan replied, and with a leap, she quickly sat down in the seat that originally belonged to Teng Lei.

“Next, whose turn is it?”

After Qing Tan sat down, Lin Fan's gaze swept over the five seats of the remaining five major factions, and he murmured aloud.