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Chapter 302: Opening a Precedent Unseen in All Ages
"It looks like he's searching for something!" A young Spirit Clan prodigy cried out in alarm.
In just this short span of time, due to Xiao Fan's movement path, the area of the Spirit Clan that was affected by the Heavenly Tribulation had already expanded to more than twice its original size. Countless palaces and halls were reduced to ashes.
The sight made the hearts of everyone who witnessed it bleed.
They couldn't help but wonder, was Xiao Fan really not afraid of death?
Heavenly Tribulation was something that showed no mercy and made no distinctions. Whoever was swept into it would be regarded by the tribulation as someone undergoing it, regardless of whether their strength was insufficient or whether their strength had already surpassed the level that required such a tribulation.
Now Xiao Fan was recklessly dashing about within the Spirit Clan's ancestral land. At any moment, he might run into a powerful Spirit Clan expert who was in secluded cultivation.
When that happened, not only would that Spirit Clan expert die, but Xiao Fan would not survive either.
"Oh no! That's the Spirit Clan's treasury!" An elder shrieked, letting out a piercing cry.
With the Heavenly Tribulation descending, all Spirit Clan members avoided it like the plague, not daring to approach even a single step, let alone the guards of the treasury. The moment they saw the Heavenly Tribulation approaching, they all fled for their lives.
Now the Spirit Clan's treasury was practically undefended, laid bare right in front of Xiao Fan.
In fact, he didn't even need to take action himself. Relying solely on the Heavenly Tribulation, the outer restrictions were worn away almost completely.
After most of the barriers had dissipated, Xiao Fan leapt forward and charged straight into the treasury.
"This little bastard actually dares—!"
Countless Spirit Clan members were on the verge of bursting with rage, their eyes splitting and teeth nearly ground to blood.
That was the accumulated foundation of the Spirit Clan over countless years, now thrown wide open before Xiao Fan.
It was like painstakingly nurturing a head of cabbage for years, only to have someone else harvest it before you ever got the chance.
Fortunately, what allowed many people to breathe a slight sigh of relief was that the Spirit Clan did not have only this single treasury.
Even so, the value of any one treasury was wealth beyond ordinary imagination. The sheer number of spirit stones stored within was immeasurable, not to mention the various other heavenly materials, earthly treasures, and precious spiritual medicines.
"He's gone to the medicinal fields again! That damned thing—there are still several Saint-grade medicines there that haven't even matured yet!" Someone cried out in grief and fury.
They desperately wanted to rush forward to stop him, but the lightning filling the sky was like an insurmountable chasm, blocking everyone in place. They could only watch helplessly as Xiao Fan emerged from the treasury and then turned and rushed toward the medicinal fields.
Many priceless spiritual herbs were uprooted by Xiao Fan, roots and all. Some spiritual fruits were stuffed straight into his mouth, juice splattering everywhere.
As for those herbs that were inferior to Saint-grade, Xiao Fan would casually take a bite and then toss them into the lightning.
"It looks like he's heading for the Scripture Pavilion…"
After flying out from the medicinal fields, Xiao Fan's target was unmistakably clear. He did not head toward the Spirit Clan's back mountain, because that area was usually a forbidden ground for major factions—
Within it, there might very well be ancient monsters lying in wait.
If he rushed in recklessly, it was truly possible that the Heavenly Tribulation would implicate a Saint.
On the other hand, the Scripture Pavilion was different. It was generally where cultivation techniques were stored, and it was rare for extremely powerful figures to be stationed there.
At most, there would be one or two Divine Palace Realm experts guarding it.
And those experts had likely already left at the very first moment he moved toward the Scripture Pavilion.
"Are we really just going to watch helplessly as he runs amok in the Spirit Clan's ancestral land?" A member of the younger generation of the Spirit Clan spoke in a deep voice.
"At present, that's indeed the only option. We have no way to stop him. For Xiao Fan, that Heavenly Tribulation may be a trial, but at the same time, it's also a protective talisman."
"A Saint could easily crush him to death, but once they make a move, they would inevitably be affected by the Heavenly Tribulation. With even the slightest mishap, the Life and Death Tribulation would instantly transform into a Saint Tribulation…"
"And once a Saint Tribulation appears within the Spirit Clan's ancestral land, the consequences would be something we simply cannot afford." A Spirit Clan elder spoke with helpless resignation.
A Saint Tribulation could easily cover tens of thousands of miles, engulfing the entire Spirit Clan ancestral land. If such a tribulation truly descended, even if the Spirit Clan activated its grand mountain-protecting formation, it would be utterly useless.
All the Spirit Clan could do would be to watch helplessly as a lineage that had flourished for hundreds of thousands of years was completely destroyed in a single calamity.
Amid the sea of lightning, Xiao Fan once again unleashed the Lu Wu Divine Technique, bombarding the Spirit Clan's Scripture Pavilion. However, this pavilion seemed to be forged from some unknown divine material. It was exceptionally sturdy, so much so that even the Heavenly Tribulation itself failed to damage it in the slightest.
After more than half a day, the final layer of the Heavenly Tribulation descended.
Within the Spirit Clan, a pillar of spiritual radiance shot into the heavens, instantly submerging Xiao Fan. His bones shifted and cracked nonstop, every joint resounding loudly.
Every inch of his skin radiated astonishing brilliance. An aura of eternal, undying immortality spread outward, as if a Longevity Immortal had descended from the nine heavens.
Xiao Fan stood there quietly, his entire being seeming to undergo a complete rebirth—mysterious and divine beyond measure.
"The Heavenly Tribulation is over!"
Within the Spirit Clan, the resentment that had been suppressed for so long finally found an outlet. Many people cheered aloud, some nearly bursting into tears from sheer relief.
The Spirit Clan's ancestral land, once resplendent and magnificent like an immortal realm on earth, had now been reduced to ruins. Broken walls lay everywhere, countless areas scorched black.
With such a massive upheaval, there was no doubt that the Spirit Clan could no longer conceal what had happened.
Before long, the news that Xiao Fan had undergone the Life and Death Tribulation within the Spirit Clan would sweep across the Desolate Ancient Continent. When that time came, the mighty Spirit Clan would become the laughingstock of cultivators everywhere.
A sound of dragons and phoenixes harmonizing rang out. Divine phoenixes danced around Xiao Fan, true dragons coiled above him, qilin gazed skyward, and one immortal spirit after another appeared, dazzling and resplendent.
The vital essence of the ten directions surged toward him like flowing water. Heavenly-descended spiritual light poured down in overwhelming waves, converging upon his body to repair the injuries he had suffered during the tribulation.
This was a recompense from the Heavenly Dao.
Xiao Fan's body rapidly recovered. His flesh shimmered with crystalline radiance, his physique resembling seven-colored glazed crystal, pure and unstained.
However, this scene did not last long.
A gigantic hand that blotted out the sky descended from above, wiping away the final trace of spiritual light directly in midair, preventing Xiao Fan from fully absorbing it.
"An Immortal Body lost and then regained… I must say, you have opened a precedent unprecedented since time immemorial. If you are allowed to grow, your future achievements would be limitless." The Spirit Clan's Grand Elder slowly emerged, his steps unsteady and his voice aged. He looked deeply at Xiao Fan and spoke softly.
Whether it was a divine physique or any other special constitution—once it was lost and then re-condensed solely through one's own efforts—such a reformed physique would be stronger than the original. This was an acknowledged truth.
Xiao Fan's current talent could already be said to be not much inferior to Xiao Chen, and this was under the condition that his Immortal Body had not yet fully recovered.
If his Immortal Body were to truly be completely restored, he would likely crush Xiao Chen outright.
When he thought of the terror Xiao Fan would pose once fully grown, even the Spirit Clan's Grand Elder felt a chill run down his spine.
To eliminate such a future calamity, the best solution was simple.
Let Xiao Fan be buried here forever.
Only in this way could the Spirit Clan continue to stand tall upon the Desolate Ancient Continent.
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