From Beast Abilities to Sect Grand Master

Master Tan stood there, his 'face' giving Lin Fan a blank stare.

His pupils had no focus, just darkness.

Moans and screams filled the air.

The taste of iron from all the blood engulfed the area.

Seeing that Master Tan had stopped his killing, all the menial disciples who were not yet dead took this chance to run away.

They scurried, and some skipped if they had only one leg left, leaving a trail of blood behind them.

Even those with innards exposed bore the pain, used their hands to cover their wounds, and ran.

There was only one outcome if they stayed: certain death.

Master Tan didn't bother with them; his focus was solely on Lin Fan now.

A moment later, a familiar sound erupted in Lin Fan's mind.

[Ding!]

[Detected soul with malevolent intent incoming!]

[Terminate person with malevolent intent for 170 vengeance points.]

When Lin Fan saw the vengeance points, he had a bad feeling.

The last time when he had finished off Master Tan and gotten 100 vengeance points was with the help of Zhao Rui and the Bai brothers.

This was going to be a hard fight.

Lin Fan took a step to the side, and Master Tan's gaze followed.

Guess Master Tan isn't going to let him off again, he thought to himself.

Keeping his cool, Lin Fan regulated his breathing, did what he had learned.

Qi from the surroundings gathered and entered his dantian.

"Hehehe... Didn't expect to find someone with dark cultivation potential here. Join me and you shall live."

Master Tan spoke, but with an unfamiliar high-pitched voice, hollow and with an echo, as if it were spoken from afar.

It was the voice of Skin Puppet Diao.

Dark cultivation potential?

What does it mean?

Lin Fan figured it might have something to do with his Beast Abilities.

But he wasn't going to stick around and find out.

Knowing what the Dark Lotus sect indulged in, Lin Fan wasn't going to have anything to do with them.

"Let me go back and think about your offer."

Whoosh!

Lin Fan used his Magnificent Leap with full power and jumped.

A few dark tentacles came out from Master Tan's body and shot at him.

His feet had just gotten off the ground before being caught by the tentacles.

A violent jerk followed and stopped Lin Fan's trajectory.

Master Tan shifted a few inches, leaving two trails on the ground, due to the force of Lin Fan's fully powered leap.

"Hehe. In that case, I shall not let Qing Feng sect have such precious talent," Master Tan said.

Soon after, the tentacles started to pull Lin Fan toward him.

Lin Fan tried to release himself from the tentacles.

When his hand tried to grab hold of them, it went through them as if they were water.

He looked up and, in his eyes, he saw Master Tan getting nearer and nearer.

With no other options, Lin Fan focused on his dantian, directed his Qi to his hand, and the Qi enveloped it.

Giving his hand a subtle white glow.

Shaping his hand like a knife, Lin Fan raised it and slashed at the tentacle.

Snap.

It worked.

The Qi successfully cut the tentacle.

Before Lin Fan could get away, Master Tan appeared in front of him.

Without hesitation, Lin Fan rolled to the side.

Master Tan, with his muscular hand, hammered down onto the ground.

Boom!

The ground exploded, sending debris all over the place.

Lin Fan quickly covered his head with his hands.

Small pieces from the bricks and rocks flew by but didn't do much.

Immediately, a tentacle came at Lin Fan from the right.

Lin Fan turned and cut it down with his right hand.

Out of his vision from the left, another tentacle had crept upon him.

Crack.

Like a whip, the tentacle whipped at Lin Fan's back.

"Argh."

The whip attack tore Lin Fan's black robe, left a slash wound on his back, and blood slowly oozed out from it.

The skin and flesh near the wound turned black from the poison, sending pain through Lin Fan's nervous system.

Lin Fan knew he couldn't keep dodging; sooner or later, he would be out of Qi and energy.

He had to make it a quick and decisive battle.

With this in mind, Lin Fan leaped toward Master Tan, with both of his hands he clawed at him.

Screech.

Master Tan used his muscular hand and blocked Lin Fan's claws.

To Lin Fan's surprise, his Iron Claw couldn't penetrate the skin and could only leave scratches.

This muscular hand must have belonged to a physique cultivator, where the body had been cultivated to withstand serious blows and cuts.

When he landed on the ground, tentacles came at him again.

Slash.

Directing his Qi, he cut the tentacles off.

A shadow then cast over him.

Lin Fan looked, and it was the shape of a hand.

It came down at him, and Lin Fan quickly leaped away.

Boom!

The ground exploded, and another crater was formed.

When Lin Fan landed, he started to feel tired.

His energy was now half.

So, he quickly regulated his breathing again and gathered Qi.

Then from his dantian, he replenished his energy with the Qi.

He could only do so for a short time as he saw Master Tan coming for him again.

When he approached, Master Tan's 'face' gave a weird smile, as if only the flesh moved, and said, "Hehe... now the fun's over. Time for me to get serious."

After that, all four tentacles came out of Master Tan's body again.

And at the same time, they came at Lin Fan's four limbs.

Lin Fan jumped to the left.

But it was too late.

His left leg was caught by one of the tentacles.

Lin Fan directed his Qi to his hand and tried to break free; however, this time, the other tentacles came, grabbed his hands and remaining leg.

Master Tan charged up his muscular hand with Qi, ready to give Lin Fan the final blow.