Chapter 380: Want the Treasure? Be Ready to Die!
Heaven Thunder Island—the only route in and out of the Thunder Sea Domain.
Though the treasure hunt at the Thunder Palace had been cut short due to Mo Luo's appearance, Heaven Thunder Island remained as lively as ever.
Many powerful factions still waited here… all with their eyes on Lin Fan, Lin Dong, and Mu Lingshan.
Even though Mo Luo had entered the Thunder Realm as well, none of them dared provoke such a terrifying being.
If they wanted to know what treasures the Thunder Realm held—they'd have to get that information from Lin Fan's group.
Now, on Heaven Thunder Island, gathered were Liu Xiangxuan and her Xuan Heaven Palace group, the three Yuan Gate elites led by Huo Yuan, and even several powerful reinforcements recently arrived from Nine Nether Gate.
They were all waiting for one thing: the trio to emerge.
The moment Lin Fan and Mu Lingshan suddenly appeared, the entire island fell silent.
Every gaze locked onto them—eyes blazing with heat and undisguised greed.
"Lin Fan, you've finally shown yourself."
Yuan Gate's Li Lei grinned coldly, a deadly glint hidden behind his smile.
Not just Li Lei, but Chen Ling, Huo Yuan, Liu Xiangxuan, and every other cultivator present fixed their greedy stares on Lin Fan.
Floating calmly above the island, Lin Fan's face was tranquil as he looked down at the rising figures below him.
Mu Lingshan, however, was already on alert. Her bright eyes scanned the enemies before them while she tightly hugged her Life-Death Coffin Lid, ready to strike at any time.
"So, you're Lin Fan! You dared kill members of Nine Nether Gate? You've got a death wish!"
From the crowd, a cold, gray-robed elder suddenly stepped forward, his expression sharp and his killing intent blazing.
Beside him stood a burly middle-aged man with a tattoo across his face—another elder of Nine Nether Gate.
Both were Death Profound Realm experts, and they had rushed here after learning of Pang Hao's death—intent on revenge.
They had arrived too late earlier and had missed Lin Fan's time inside the Thunder Realm. This was their first time seeing him.
"My courage has always been quite large," Lin Fan replied indifferently. "And the ones you're crying over… are already dead. What's the point of barking now?"
"Arrogant brat!" The tattooed man sneered.
"There are seven Death Profound Realm experts here today… all waiting for you."
"And everyone on this island wants the treasures you took from the Thunder Realm!"
"Lin Fan," the Xuan Heaven Palace elder beside Liu Xiangxuan spoke sternly,
"We don't want conflict. Hand over the treasures you obtained, and we'll leave peacefully."
Lin Fan glanced at him.
"You want the treasure? Then come take it."
"And not just you—everyone here. Anyone who lays a hand on me… better be ready to die."
"How arrogant!" the elder's expression darkened.
"So you've made your choice. Don't blame us for what happens next."
"Enough talk—take him down! Nine Nether Gate's pretty good at getting people to talk once they're captured. Once he's in our hands, he'll spill everything!" the gray-robed elder said coldly.
With a glance at his comrade, the two Nine Nether Gate elders erupted with Yuan Power and launched themselves toward Lin Fan.
"Surrender, boy!"
The gray-robed elder roared:
"Death Nether Palm!"
A massive black palm, dozens of meters wide, formed in the air—thick with death energy—as it slammed toward Lin Fan.
At the same time, the tattooed man thrust forward with a long spear. It tore through the air with savage killing intent, aimed right at Lin Fan's chest.
"Since you're so eager to die… let me help you." Lin Fan's voice turned icy.
He raised his hand—
BOOM!
A roar of thunder exploded as the Thunder Emperor's Scepter materialized in his palm.
A wave of dominion and power swept outward like a storm.
"The Thunder Emperor's Scepter!"
Its appearance caused an uproar among the watching crowd. Greed surged again in many eyes.
Lin Fan held the scepter high. With a flick of his will, silver lightning burst from it.
"ROAR!"
Nine thunder dragons carved into the scepter came to life, roaring skyward.
"Heaven-Locking Thunder Staff!"
Lin Fan shouted.
The lightning surged, and two of the thunder dragons transformed into colossal thunder staffs, each hundreds of meters long.
BOOM!
Without pause, the two staffs slammed down on the approaching elders.
The air shattered as they descended, the sonic booms shaking the heavens.
BOOM! BOOM!
The gray-robed elder's palm and the tattooed man's spear blast were instantly shattered under the impact.
The shockwaves were apocalyptic.
The aftermath of the strike tore deep cracks across Heaven Thunder Island, forcing everyone to scatter in panic.
Unlucky bystanders caught by the residual force were sent flying, vomiting blood.
BOOM! BOOM!
Before anyone could recover, the two thunder staffs struck the chests of the two elders.
BOOM! BOOM!
In a scene that stunned everyone, the two Death Profound Realm elders were blown apart on the spot, their bodies reduced to clouds of blood!
"Nine Nether Gate won't let you get away with this!"
Two golden lights shot out from the explosion—their souls, fleeing with curses.
"You think you can escape?" Lin Fan sneered.
Spiritual energy surged from his Niwan Palace and formed two giant spirit hands, which snatched the escaping soul lights.
"No, don't—!"
Two panicked screams echoed.
BOOM!
Before the cries had even finished, the spirit hands crushed the two souls into nothingness.
"AHHHH!"
The dying screams echoed across the skies. Everyone on Heaven Thunder Island stared at Lin Fan's calm expression—
And felt a chill run through their bones.
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