111: Shocking, the inheritance of martial arts begins! [Seeking follow-up reading]

“I never expected that even with the Wang Clan’s people attacking together, they still couldn’t contend with Young Master Lin Fan!”

“Young Master Lin Fan is simply too strong!”

“However, the Wang Clan probably won’t let this go easily!”

“This Young Master Lin Fan is not only powerful, but he also acts without restraint, even wantonly killing members of the Four Great Clans. In the future, we must never provoke him!”

“…”

Lin Fan looked at Wang Zhong before him, a murderous glint flickering in his eyes.

If it were according to Lin Fan’s wishes, he would naturally kill him directly and be done with it.

However, Lin Fan had to consider the Yan City Lin Family.

If he were to kill Wang Zhong directly, the Clan Chief of the Wang Clan might not be able to resist taking action personally.

That was a Nirvana Realm expert, and Lin Fan was not his opponent yet.

Therefore, Lin Fan planned to keep Wang Zhong by his side as a hostage, making the Wang Clan hesitant to act.

If he could Breakthrough to the Nirvana Realm as soon as possible, or obtain a powerful spiritual puppet, then it wouldn’t be too late to kill him then!

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and Lin Fan suddenly struck out with a palm towards Wang Zhong.

“Bang!”

A dull thud sounded, and Wang Zhong flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the Creation Martial Tablet.

Then, with a “thud,” he fell heavily to the ground, completely losing his combat ability!

“Huo’er, Xiao Yan, watch him. If he dares to escape, devour him directly!”

Lin Fan waved his hand, collecting the cosmos sacks of the Wang Clan members, then instructed the two Fire Python Tigers.

This time, Lin Fan had deliberately controlled his actions to preserve the cosmos sacks.

“Roar!”

“Roar!”

Huo’er and Xiao Yan nodded simultaneously, letting out low growls, staring at Wang Zhong with predatory eyes.

The crowd on the plaza felt their hearts pound, and a sense of awe involuntarily appeared in their eyes as they looked at Lin Fan.

Not to mention the ordinary forces, even the remaining three great clans dared not make any superfluous remarks or actions when facing Lin Fan at this moment.

Lin Fan’s gaze swept across the field, and everyone on the plaza subconsciously avoided his gaze.

Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction, then slowly took the seat that originally belonged to Wang Zhong.

“Hoo!”

The people around the Creation Martial Tablet breathed a long sigh of relief when they saw Lin Fan finally stop.

This fiend had finally calmed down!

They were also temporarily safe.

Besides Lin Fan, Lin Dong, and Qing Tan, there were also Lin Langtian, Qin Shi, Huangpu Jing, Mu Qianqian, and Wu Ci, each occupying a seat.

The last two seats, after a struggle, ended up in the hands of the Azurewood Sect and the Extreme Bliss Valley, just like in the original story.

At this point, the ten seats were all taken.

The others on the plaza, though unwilling, could only sigh with regret.

After all ten seats were occupied, about ten minutes later, there was finally movement on the Creation Martial Tablet again.

A circle of strange light slowly spread out from the Creation Martial Tablet, then enveloped the stone platform, encompassing all ten figures within it.

And at the moment the light spread over his body, Lin Fan clearly felt a cold sensation, as if scanning over his body.

Immediately after, before he could react, a swirling vortex of light slowly appeared on the Creation Martial Tablet.

Beneath that swirling light, an irresistible suction force emanated, and a wisp of Lin Fan’s Mental Energy, almost uncontrollably, floated out of his body and finally entered the swirling light… “Buzz buzz!”

On the stone platform, ten figures sat silently like statues, a peculiar humming sound, like the ringing of an ancient bell, emanated melodiously from the Creation Martial Tablet, echoing in this heaven and earth, bringing peace to people’s hearts!

Looking at the ten figures sitting quietly on the stone platform, the gazes of the crowd on the plaza became expectant and curious.

They knew that in the time to come, these ten people would be able to obtain Martial Art Legacy from the Creation Martial Tablet.

But what level of Martial Art it would be depended on their individual Opportunity and Martial Art talent.

Wang Zhong stared intently at Lin Fan, his eyes filled with resentment!

If it weren’t for Lin Fan, he should have had a seat too!

“Roar!”

As if sensing the resentment in Wang Zhong’s eyes, Huo’er let out a low growl at him, opening her blood-red maw.

Wang Zhong’s expression changed slightly, and he quickly composed himself, closed his eyes, and slowly began to regulate his breathing.

If he were to become food for the Fire Python Tiger just like that, that would be the greatest humiliation!

The expressions of the crowd on the plaza were constantly changing as they watched this scene, but no one interfered.

“I wonder who will be able to obtain the Legacy of Creation Martial Art this time…”

After shifting their gaze from Wang Zhong, the crowd once again looked expectantly at the ten figures on the stone platform, muttering to themselves.

When his Mental Energy was sucked into the swirling light, Lin Fan’s mind couldn’t help but feel a moment of disorientation, and the stars seemed to shift before his eyes, the surrounding scenery immediately changing.

The stone platform and the huge plaza all disappeared, replaced by an endless starry sky.

Lin Fan floated in this vast starry sky, his expression calm, casually observing his surroundings.

At this moment, in this starry sky, countless streaks of light, like shooting stars, streaked past his eyes.

Within those streaks of light, he could faintly feel energy fluctuations of varying strengths.

Lin Fan understood that these were the Martial Art within the Creation Martial Tablet.

Moreover, the deeper one went into the Creation Martial Tablet, the higher the grade of the Martial Art.

Lin Fan didn’t hesitate, directly charging deeper into the Creation Martial Tablet.

Streaks of meteors brushed past him, but Lin Fan ignored them all.

Suddenly, Lin Fan discovered an invisible force emanating from the starry sky, seemingly trying to push him out of this starry space.

“It seems this is already close to the center,” Lin Fan murmured, resisting the repulsive force with all his might, and continued to advance.

Enduring that repulsive force, he continued forward for more than ten minutes, when Lin Fan suddenly discovered a huge monument shadow appearing in the starry sky not far ahead!

“This should be the Tablet Soul!”

Lin Fan’s heart stirred, and enduring the uncomfortable repulsive force, he continued to step forward, actually reaching the front of that huge monument shadow.

Lin Fan thought of Lin Dong’s actions in the original story, so he also released a wisp of Mental Energy into the monument shadow, communicating with it in a primitive way.

This communication continued for nearly a quarter of an hour, and finally, a ray of light spread out from the Tablet Soul, slowly enveloping Lin Fan’s body.

Immediately, the scene before Lin Fan’s eyes changed again; the starry sky dissipated, replaced by a void.

In front of that void, towering colossal pillars of light stood, and an ancient Aura, as if existing since eternity, emanated from within them.

Around these pillars of light, countless light and shadow figures emerged, some resembling humans, some beasts, some swords, some blades, appearing extremely peculiar.

“As expected of an ancient Sect, to possess so many Creation Martial Arts!”

Looking at those light and shadow figures, Lin Fan couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.

Lin Fan’s eyes flickered as he scanned around, not finding Lin Dong’s figure, but he didn’t pay it much mind, perhaps Lin Dong had already gone to a deeper place.

Lin Fan walked among the Martial Art pillars of light, feeling the heart-palpitating fluctuations emanating from them, his eyes burning with fervor.

After delving deeper for a few more minutes, Lin Fan realized that his endurance had reached its limit.

He didn’t have the ancestral stone to help him dissipate that repulsive force.

Therefore, Lin Fan could only choose the deepest Martial Art pillar of light he could reach and stepped into it.

What greeted his eyes was an incredibly massive, pitch-black giant hand!

A chilling sensation slowly emanated from that pitch-black giant hand.

In the palm of the pitch-black giant hand, there were five ancient characters glowing with a unique luster, exuding an astonishing Aura.