Chapter 2: Perhaps, There Is Still A Chance!

"At the cost of my blood and Qi drying up, I shall seal the Heavenly Gap for a period of ten thousand years!"

Before leaving, Lin Potian still thought of the living beings of the Zhutian Wanjie, and at the cost of no small price, he sealed the Heavenly Gap.

Unless five High-level Great Emperors from the Yiyu strike together, the Heavenly Gap will absolutely not open!

Sensing the direction of the Taixuan Realm, he prepared to descend with a single thought!

But immediately, Lin Potian's expression froze!

"How is this possible? The coordinates and imprints I left behind in the past have actually all disappeared!"

"Sigh, I never expected that one hundred thousand years of time would have worn away so much..."

Lin Potian smiled bitterly; the loss of the coordinates meant that he could not immediately return to the Taixuan Realm.

If he had to search realm by realm, even with his peerless cultivation and extreme speed, he certainly could not return without a few years.

The Zhutian Wanjie is truly too vast!

Furthermore, due to the immense distance and the dilution of his Emperor blood over one hundred thousand years, Lin Potian could no longer even sense the existence of his clansmen.

But...

There is still one way!

Lin Potian immediately sat cross-legged atop a section of the Boundary Sea, formed a seal with one hand, and moved his divine soul!

At the same time, that sword light from Wang Teng struck Lin Bufan completely!

Lin Bufan's eyes widened, and he fell to the ground in response!

In a state of chaos, Lin Bufan thought he had died.

For no other reason than that a man appeared before his eyes who looked exactly like the first-generation ancestor of the Lin Family, Lin Potian, from the portraits!

He just had a bit more beard.

Lin Bufan thought he had met the Potian Ancestor in the underworld!

Thump!

Lin Bufan knelt on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably:

"Ancestor, I really tried my best! But I am useless, I am a piece of trash; I could not protect the Lin Family, and I could not even protect your Emperor Weapon!"

"I deserve to die!"

Having said that, Lin Bufan kept knocking his head against the ground, too ashamed to even lift his head!

Yet what he did not know was that the man opposite him was not the ghost of his ancestor Lin Potian, but...

A wisp of a divine soul that had returned across countless worlds!

Thanks to Lin Bufan having activated the Immortal Cauldron earlier, Lin Potian was able to rely on the connection between them—which had become extremely faint—to successfully enter Lin Bufan's sea of consciousness at the moment he was on the verge of death!

"The Ancestor knows you tried your best, and the Ancestor does not blame you! Your injuries are too severe; I have already repaired them for you."

"Remember, after you wake up, you must find a way to find a clansman with a thick bloodline. Once you light the Everlasting Lamp in the clan, the Ancestor will naturally return!"

However, because this wisp of divine soul had crossed countless realms, it was already very weak, and combined with repairing Lin Bufan's injuries, this wisp of divine soul was already on the verge of dissipating!

Simply put, seeing Lin Bufan's bewildered expression, Lin Potian got straight to the point!

"I, Lin Potian! You, go back and find someone to light the Everlasting Lamp! Understand?"

Lin Bufan widened his eyes, feeling a bit dizzy, and subconsciously said: "Und... understand!"

"Good, if you understand, then get going!"

Lin Potian flew up and kicked, sending Lin Bufan's consciousness out of this space!

"Ancestor!"

After Lin Bufan woke up, he finally understood what had happened!

He had actually seen the Potian Ancestor from one hundred thousand years ago!

He even told him to find a clansman with a deep bloodline to guide his return!

Furthermore, looking around his own body, his injuries were all gone!

"Now, the Lin Family is truly saved!"

But before Lin Bufan could be happy for long, his expression suddenly turned to terror!

He saw that in the distance, Wang Teng was actually erasing the imprint he had left on the Immortal Cauldron, attempting to reclaim the Immortal Cauldron!

Lin Bufan glared with rage and shouted:

"Wang Teng, I am not dead, stop right there!"

At the same time, he activated his own imprint and pulled the Immortal Cauldron back in an instant!

Swish, swish, swish!

Countless cultivators below, as well as the members of the Lin Family, turned their heads to look!

"Great, Patriarch Bufan is not dead!"

"Heaven bless our Lin Family!"

The members of the Lin Family all wept with joy!

"How is this possible!"

Wang Teng's expression turned gloomy in an instant, his heart filled with extreme shock!

One must know that he had not held back at all just now!

Logically speaking, Lin Bufan should have been dead without a doubt!

But now, not only was he not dead, he had actually repaired his shattered body and was completely free of injuries!

Strange!

Truly strange!

Wang Teng truly could not figure it out!

Just as Wang Teng was pondering, Lin Bufan spoke in a deep voice, seizing the initiative: "Wang Teng, I have withstood three of your moves! You must fulfill the gambling agreement! Give me five days to let me consider it clearly!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Teng's face turned from green to white!

He knew that if he were to strike again today, the countless cultivators below would certainly lose their awe for the Wang Family!

And think of him, Wang Teng, as a person who does not keep his word!

"This Saint... will naturally abide by the gambling agreement."

Wang Teng was silent for a long time, and only after a good while did he force the words out one by one!

He snorted coldly: "Five days later, I will come to seek your Lin Family again. If you have not made a choice by then, do not blame me for... starting a massacre!"

Rip!

Wang Teng tore open the void and left directly!

The countless cultivators below also did not expect that the aggressive Wang Teng would actually just leave like this.

Lin Bufan was also somewhat incredulous; he had originally thought that Wang Teng would renege on the bet...

What kind of person Wang Teng was, Lin Bufan could not be clearer about!

For these past few hundred years, of the eighteen Great Emperor Clans in the Taixuan Realm, excluding the Lin Family and the Wang Family, only nine remained.

And those seven vanished Great Emperor Clans were, without exception, all swallowed up by the Wang Family!

In the Taixuan Realm, the Wang Family had already become the sole dominant, all-powerful Great Emperor Clan!

Furthermore, these annexations were all directed by Wang Teng himself; this person was extremely ruthless!

Yet he did not expect that today he would actually give five days of time...

If something happens unexpectedly, there must be a reason!

Lin Bufan only felt that crises were everywhere, and without a word, he led the members of the Lin Family back to the Lin Family.

He did not intend to flee anymore; he felt that rather than fleeing for his life to the ends of the earth, it was better to burn brightly for once!

Moreover, it was not as if there was no chance now!

And above the void, Wang Teng was silently watching the members of the Lin Family below.

He had not left.

"Lin Bufan, no matter what secret you have, I will definitely dig it up to the bottom!"

Wang Teng thought to himself, his eyes watching everything below from every angle without a blind spot!

He saw Lin Bufan gather the clansmen together, each of them trying to light a candle, and performing the three kneelings and nine kowtows!

Wang Teng was puzzled, "What is this for?"

Carrying his doubts, Wang Teng continued to watch.

Lin Bufan below had an ugly expression; this was already the batch of clansmen with the thickest bloodline...

But why, why could the Everlasting Lamp still not be lit!!

"Could it be, it's a fake?!"

Lin Bufan's heart was dead, but he still did not give up and continued to try.

Just like that, four days passed in succession, the people of the Lin Family had all finished trying, and Wang Teng was also tired of watching...

He rubbed his bloodshot eyes, speechless to the extreme!

"It seems I was really too cautious, actually watching this bunch of idiots light a lousy candle for four days!"

"The key is that it still won't light!"

"Fine, no matter what trump card or secret you have, Lin Bufan, this Saint will definitely mobilize troops against your Lin Family tomorrow!"

Wang Teng snorted coldly and flicked his sleeves as he left!

He had watched them light candles for four whole days, watching until he wished he could walk out of the void himself and light it for the Lin Family!

And below, the entire Lin Family main hall was silent.

Their faces were filled with despair!

The Patriarch said that the Potian Ancestor, who had fought until no one in the world dared to claim supremacy ten thousand years ago, was still alive, and they believed it...

He said that if they lit the Everlasting Lamp, the Ancestor would return, and they believed that too.

But the reality was that no matter what method they used, this Everlasting Lamp would not light!

Their dear Patriarch was really rubbing their intelligence on the ground!!

Lin Bufan's expression was ugly and kept changing, and he muttered to himself: "Ancestor, this... how does this make me act?"

At this time, Lin Family disciples returned one after another; they had all gone to ask for outside help, but without exception...

There was no outside help!

Those Great Emperor Clans who usually had good relations with the Lin Family and called each other brothers were now all avoiding them!

Many Lin Family disciples were even turned away at the gates without being allowed in, and were ruthlessly urged to leave!

Watching everyone who went out to seek help return empty-handed, the eyes of the Lin Family were filled with despair!

There were only four hours left until the day the Wang Family would send troops to the Lin Family...

If things continued like this, the Lin Family would truly be finished!

"Wuwuwu..."

"Sigh..."

In the hall, the sound of men's sighs and the sobbing of women and children could be heard.

The children understood nothing; the adults were crying, so they cried along with them.

A group of Lin Family Elders were all sighing, and even Lin Bufan assumed an expression of being ready to face death!

He stood up straight, scanned the despairing crowd, his gaze firm, and spoke with resonance:

"To defend the final glory of the Lin Family, our generation is duty-bound!"

"Women and children go first; we must preserve the seeds of our Lin Family. As for the fine men of my Lin Family, please join me in blocking the Wang Family and... clearing a path for the seeds of our Lin Family!"

Having said this, he raised his arm and gave a shout!

"I, Lin Bufan, swear that I will never be a slave to a destroyed clan!"

Countless Lin Family disciples were moved, spontaneously raising their arms and shouting in unison:

"I, Lin Yi!"

"I, Lin Hao!"

"I, Lin Feng!"

"..."

"Swear that we will never be slaves to a destroyed clan!"

Deafening roars rang out one after another!

Yet, in such a large family, there were always some who were not so valiant; they even thought of another way to preserve the seeds for the Lin Family...

That was to surrender.

Immediately, just as Lin Bufan was organizing the women and children to evacuate in an orderly fashion, a graceful figure stepped out from the corner of the hall!

Her cold, clear voice was not loud, but it resonated throughout the grim hall!

"I think our Lin Family might still have a chance!"

"If Potian Ancestor is truly still alive, I, Lin Yanran, might have a way to bring him back!"

Swish!

The members of the Lin Family all turned their heads in unison. Lin Bufan was so excited he could not be more moved; he hurried over and said with a trembling voice:

"Yanran, is what you said true!"

Lin Yanran nodded heavily and said, "My method is worth a try!"