29 Chapter 29: Lin Family’s Ancestor!

Upon hearing these words, Lin Fan trembled all over, his body covered in goosebumps. This voice seemed to come from the depths of the underworld. In his incredulous gaze, Qin Tian emerged unscathed from the sea of fire, ethereal in his white robe, his demeanor like that of a celestial being. The terrifying flame blade aura hadn't harmed him in the slightest!

"It's impossible, how could you be this strong? Why can't I surpass you no matter what I do, ahh!" Lin Fan seemed like a madman. He was unwilling, he hated!

As a transmigrator, his future had once been bright, with beautiful companions and the ability to dominate the world. But ever since Qin Tian appeared, everything was lost, everything! He had worked tirelessly, risking his life in cultivation, all to kill Qin Tian. But after being repeatedly defeated, he had begun to despair.

"I don't believe it! You're just a worthless trash relying on pills! Besides having a powerful background, you are nothing! My cultivation is attained through hard work, how could I possibly be inferior to you?!" Lin Fan's eyes turned red, disregarding everything as he swung his sword towards Qin Tian. His whole being was like a blazing furnace, unstoppable.

Qin Tian shook his head, saying, "How can a frog in a well understand the vastness of the world? Your birth has determined your perspective. The difference between the lower realm and the upper realm is greater than you can ever imagine. Let me show you the gap between us."

With a single grasp in the air, a divine sword appeared in Qin Tian's hand. Holding the sword with one hand, he slashed towards Lin Fan across space. 

Heaven-Slaying Mysterious Sword Record, First Form: Opening Heaven!

This was a technique originating from Tianhen Empire, taught to him by his mother. It possessed immense power, capable of cleaving through heaven and earth.

A brilliant sword aura, capable of cleaving the space itself, slashed towards Lin Fan. Lin Fan tried to block with his sword, but it was instantly cut by the sword aura. Lin Fan's face changed drastically, unable to react before being struck by the sword aura. His body flew backward like a torn sack, crashing heavily into the river.

"Fan'er!" Lin Ritian yanked Lin Fan out of the river in a rush. 

After just one hit, Lin Fan was barely breathing and out cold. Seeing his son in such a sorry state, Lin Ritian's eyes turned red with fury. Lin Fan was the Lin Family's big hope to get back their top spot in the Tiancang Realm. Now, his fate was uncertain, and it all unfolded right before Lin Ritian's eyes!

"You scoundrel! How dare you harm my boy! You're dead!" Lin Ritian bellowed, his Soul Transforming Realm aura pouring out like a storm, trying to crush Qin Tian with his powerful aura.

Qin Tian smirked back. Despite Lin Ritian's rage, he stayed calm. Suddenly, he blurred and nabbed Lin Fan by the neck. With a sneer, he taunted, "Old man, keep acting tough. Let's see if I don't send your kid to the afterlife."

Lin Ritian, for all his strength, wasn't the sharpest. He'd just been loud and now found himself outplayed, staring in disbelief at his empty hands, shocked at Qin Tian's audacity and speed. He never thought Qin Tian would be so ruthless. And caught off guard, he showed his own foolishness.

"You coward! Let my son go!" Lin Ritian spat.

Surprisingly, Qin Tian relented, "Fine, I'll let him go."

Thinking he had intimidated Qin Tian, Lin Ritian felt a twinge of triumph. But before he could celebrate, Qin Tian's eyes turned icy. He slammed Lin Fan's neck against a boulder with a sickening crunch. The rock shattered, and Lin Fan's head split open. Then, Qin Tian flung Lin Fan against the mountainside. He wasn't worried; he knew these main characters could handle a beating.

"You're so despicable!" Lin Ritian seethed, shaking with rage, his eyes blazing with fury.

But with no time to spare on Qin Tian, Lin Ritian rushed to his son's side. Lin Fan had taken more hits than he could handle, his body bruised and battered, teetering on the brink of death. Lin Ritian's heart clenched with pain as he hastily retrieved a handful of healing pills, cramming them into Lin Fan's mouth and channeling his spiritual energy to aid his recovery. It was a struggle to pull Lin Fan back from death's door.

Relieved to see his son no longer on death's doorstep, Lin Ritian exhaled deeply. Rising to his feet, flames danced in his hand, coalescing into a formidable blade. His aged eyes flashed with fury as he advanced, each step leaving a deep impression in the ground. With a thunderous roar, he leapt into the air, brandishing the blazing sword at Qin Tian.

"You insolent youth! How dare you touch my son, Lin Ritian! Who do you think you are?! You may possess some skill, but even true scions, revered by the heavens, once dead, are nothing but dust! Remember that in your next life!"

Lin Ritian's voice echoed as he swung his blade, unleashing torrents of fire that engulfed the surroundings in a deadly aura. The sky seemed to burn as the flames sealed off any escape for Qin Tian.

Yet, Qin Tian remained unperturbed, standing with a folding fan in hand, his demeanor casual and relaxed. He even let out a lazy yawn.

Closing his fan with a smirk, Qin Tian retorted, "You cherish your son dearly, but do you know he's merely a vessel? Lin Fan died long ago, his soul consumed by another. Who knows, perhaps he's older than you. He might even betray you one day."

"Shut your mouth! The current Lin Fan may not be my flesh and blood, but he carries my legacy. He's my son! I'm well aware of that! Focus on keeping yourself alive!" Lin Ritian roared back, his fury unyielding.

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Qin Tian shook his head, sneering at the flames closing in. "Such boring technique, yet you and your son treat it like a treasure."

With a scornful look, his eyes turned sharp. With a clang, his divine sword soared, aiming to cleave through the descending inferno.

Heaven-Slaying Mysterious Sword Record, Second Form—Heaven's Mark!

As his sword slashed, the thirteen flames vanished, replaced by a massive, dark aura streaking across the sky like a scar on the heavens.

"How...?" Lin Ritian gasped in disbelief, fear tainting his voice. "You're not in the Mysterious Pill Realm! What realm are you in? How can you be so strong?"

"Hmph," Qin Tian merely snorted, slashing at Lin Ritian with more ferocity.

Sharp and fierce sword energy swiftly slashed towards Lin Ritian's head. Lin Ritian was greatly alarmed. At this critical moment, he gritted his teeth, channeling his spiritual power madly into his large blade. With a fierce swing, he attempted to block the attack. However, the sword energy was only temporarily obstructed before it relentlessly fell down, sending him flying back.

The ground trembled, rocks flew in all directions, and a chasm hundreds of feet long was carved out of the earth. Lin Ritian staggered to stabilize himself in the distance, horrified. If he had been struck, he would have been cleaved in two on the spot.

Even though he managed to avoid being struck, he was still in a sorry state. His hair was disheveled, his face covered in blood, and even his hands were severed, only a thin layer of skin keeping them attached. He truly looked miserable.

Gasping for breath, he gazed at Qin Tian with a hint of fear in his eyes. This person was definitely not simple. He gritted his teeth, staring at Qin Tian firmly, and said, "I admit you're formidable, but unfortunately, you're still going to die!"

"Oh?" Qin Tian looked at Lin Ritian curiously and asked, "Do you still have any tricks up your sleeve?"

"Hahaha, let me tell you! The ancestor of my Lin Family is a mighty figure who ascended to the Upper Realm. I possess a jade token left by him to the Lin Family. In times of crisis, I can summon his projection to the Lower Realm. Have you heard of the Lin Family War God Ancestor in the Upper Realm? Hahaha!" Lin Ritian laughed maniacally; his arm having recovered somewhat from the earlier treatment. From his chest, he pulled out a jade token, appearing confident of his victory.

"The Lin Family War God Ancestor? Who's that?" Qin Tian pondered for a moment. In the Great Thousand Dao Domain, he had never heard of such a person.

"My Lin Family ancestor ascended to the Upper Realm, establishing boundless territories there. With millions of disciples under his command, he is a top-tier powerhouse who rules over the lives and deaths of billions in the Upper Realm. How could you, a trashy pretender, ever heard of the mighty name of my Lin Family Ancestor!" Lin Ritian sneered.

"Alright, alright, you're right. The Lin Family War God or whatever Ancestor is invincible. Since I'm going to die anyway, just tell me, why are you so eager for your wife to die? Not only did you find such a place, but you also incited me to destroy her soul." Qin Tian rolled his eyes and asked. 

"Hmph, let me enlighten you before you die. I merely employed a small scheme. You did the dirty work for me by killing her. If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't completely kill her, I would have acted myself long ago." Lin Ritian sneered coldly.

Qin Tian squinted his eyes and continued, "She's your wife. Do you really wish for her death? She even sacrificed herself for you to advance to the Soul Transforming Realm."

"All of that was orchestrated by me! If she hadn't willingly sacrificed herself, how could I have possibly reached the Soul Transforming Realm? If she hadn't been required to volunteer, I would have just directly refined her! I am the Second Young Master of the Lin Family, the youngest genius in the Tiancang Realm. How could I marry a mere spirit beast, no, a flower as my wife."

He grew more and more excited as he spoke, perhaps years of suppression bursting forth, making him feel incredibly relieved. With Yan Duo'er dead and Lin Fan unconscious, all he needed to do was to kill Qin Tian, and no one in this world would know this secret anymore.

"So you approached your wife from the beginning with the intention of having her willingly sacrifice herself? Was that battle also arranged by you?" Qin Tian's lips curved into a faint smile.

"Even if it was, so what? To make her feel at ease, I even deliberately had a son with her, just to ensure her willing sacrifice," Lin Ritian sneered coldly.

"You've achieved your goal. Why do you still linger here instead of returning to the Lin Family?" Qin Tian knew all of this through the system, but Yan Duo'er was unaware. These questions were meant for her to hear.

"She's just a sacrifice, she hasn't died. If I were to return, after a millennium or so when I'm old and dead, if she were to be resurrected and learn the truth, she wouldn't spare the Lin Family. But I must thank you. I couldn't find a way to completely eradicate the Sunfire Flower Monarch in the Lower Realm. I had planned for Lin Fan to refine her and kill her off completely, but you saved me quite a bit of trouble," Lin Ritian laughed arrogantly.

"Enough talk. That's all I have to say. Go die!" Lin Ritian grinned savagely as he crushed the jade token in his hand.

Suddenly, the wind howled, dark clouds gathered, and amidst the thunder and lightning, a majestic figure descended. Clad in white, with an ancient and awe-inspiring countenance, his cultivation was profound and unfathomable.

"Who summoned me?" the old man spoke.

"Lin Family, junior Lin Ritian pays respects to the Ancestor. Please, Ancestor, take action to exterminate this person," Lin Ritian knelt respectfully before the old man, speaking confidently.

"Those who offend my Lin Family shall die!" The old man said angrily and turned towards Qin Tian.

But in a single glance, the once imposing figure stumbled, falling to the ground in a mix of shock and awe. Scrambling to his knees, he stammered, "This humble one is honored to be in the presence of the Divine Son."