I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

An Lin could hardly believe his own ears.

He was here with the explicit intention of provoking the Dark Wing Tribe. However, he wasn’t expecting them to respond in such a mellow manner!

What the f*ck… how could they allow themselves to be trampled on like this?!

“Alright, I’m coming in then.” An Lin couldn’t understand the thought process behind the Dark Wing Tribe cultivators, so he decided to just storm the palace through brute force.

There was no response from within the Myriad Star Palace.

An Lin didn’t waste any more words as he strode toward the palace gate.

The ancient bronze gate was tightly shut.

An Lin couldn’t be bothered knocking, and he smashed the gate open with a single fist.

He was here to beat the Dark Wing Tribe into submission, so there was no point in being polite.

An Lin swaggered into the Myriad Star Palace where he was greeted by four powerful Dark Wing Tribe cultivators, all of whom were at the Soul Formation Stage.

Boom!

A huge spell formation instantly encapsulated the entire Myriad Star Palace.

Boundless star power was unleashed onto An Lin’s body.

“So there really are idiots who are stupid enough to barge in like this!” A brawny man chuckled with mirth.

“Hehe, isn’t that a lowly human? I’m shocked that a Soul Formation Stage cultivator could be born in such a lowly race.” A handsome man with flowing black hair chuckled.

“Since you’re here, why don’t you stay…” A beautiful woman blinked in a seductive manner.

She was most likely the one that had responded by saying that there was no one left in the Dark Wing Tribe.

At this moment, the man with the most powerful aura among them stood up from the throne as he glared at An Lin with a cold expression. “Offending the Dark Wing Tribe is the equivalent to offending the very heavens! You will repent for your crimes in hell!”

An Lin burst into laughter. “Offending you is the equivalent to offending the heavens? You bunch of bird people can represent the heavens? I’m going to tell you now that I AM the heavens! I am the only spokesperson of God!”

“What insolence!”

“Bastard!”

How dare a lowly human like you insult us?

The Dark Wing Tribe cultivators roared with rage, and the man sitting on the throne fully activated the spell formation as countless white stars crashed toward An Lin with unbridled killing intent.

“What a disgraceful spell formation!” An Lin’s eyes turned snowy white as he stabbed a finger in a certain direction.

Boom!

The spell formation encapsulating the entire Myriad Star Palace instantly crumbled.

“What…” All four Dark Wing Tribe cultivators drew a collective sharp intake of breath.

This was their most powerful spell formation. How could it be broken by a single finger?

“Die!” The brawny man abruptly charged toward An Lin as countless ferocious, black wolves appeared around him, all of which emanated powerful auras as they pounced toward An Lin with fearsome killing intents, pulverizing the ground in their paths. This was his black wolf domain.

An Lin stepped forward, and he instantly broke through the sound barrier as his shot forth like a bullet toward the man’s domain.

“What?!” The man was shocked at the sight of An Lin tearing through his domain with his body alone.

An Lin launched a fist toward the brawny man, and he roared with rage as he too unleashed a fist to meet An Lin’s fist.

The fists collided, and the resulting shockwaves caused the entire Myriad Star Palace to tremor violently.

The man let loose an anguished wail as all the bones within his right arm were instantly pulverized. He then threw up a mouthful of blood as he flew back like a cannonball.

At this moment, the handsome man had already sprung into action as a bright blue crescent moon appeared behind him before slicing toward An Lin.

Blur Moon God-Slaying Slash!

An Lin turned toward the crescent moon with a disdainful sneer as he unleashed a Mountain Quaking Fist at a third of its full power.

Boom!

The golden fist projection pulverized the blue crescent before crashing into and severely wounding the handsome man.

An Lin then turned his eyes on the seductive woman.

The woman’s face paled as she stumbled back in retreat. “I don’t fight! I believe in peace!”

An Lin: “…”

In the next instant, everything fell dark around An Lin as countless black shadows rose from the ground before converging toward An Lin with formidable might.

The most powerful being among the Dark Wing Tribe cultivators had finally attacked, and he unleashed his most powerful technique from the get-go!

An Lin harrumphed coldly as scorching flames suddenly erupted around him. “Great Holy Flame!”

Boundless white Divine Flames tore through the darkness before proliferating outward in a radius of several hundred meters.

Boom!

The explosion of flames razed the Myriad Star Palace to ground, and even the entire floating continent tremored violently.

All the Dark Wing Tribe inhabitants stared up in shock as flames soared from the place they had once regarded as their holy palace, lighting up the entire night sky.

A lot of onlookers had already gathered when An Lin first invaded the Myriad Star Palace.

Up to the point where the Myriad Star Palace was completely pulverized, there were already several thousand spectators gathered at the scene.

Amid the flames and rubble, they saw something that was previously unimaginable to them.

Their Dark Wing Emperor was being trampled into the ground by a human, and the other three Soul Formation Stage powerful beings had also been severely wounded. Their previously unshakable faith received an extremely heavy blow.

“Ambassadors of the heavens? The most mighty race?”

An Lin sneered coldly as he stepped onto the Dark Wing Emperor’s chest. “The heavens have never given you any agency rights…

“Listen up! There is only one God’s spokesperson, and that’s me, An Lin!”

An Lin’s voice exploded like thunder throughout the entire floating continent, shaking the hearts of countless high and mighty Dark Wing Tribe citizens.

“What? You don’t seem to believe me!” An Lin looked down with a cold sneer at the Dark Wing Emperor below his foot, who was glaring up at him with an enraged and unyielding expression. “Didn’t you say that you were the race chosen by God? You’re being trampled into the ground, so how about you ask heavens for some help!”

The Dark Wing Emperor forced a smile onto his face. “Hehe, the Heavenly Dao is not sentient. I won’t yield even if I die! You say you’re God’s spokesperson, so show me some evidence! You can’t convince people of these things just because you’re more powerful than I am!”

Many of the Dark Wing Tribe began to chime in in agreement. Their pride could not be tarnished, and they refused to bow their proud heads even to enemies much more powerful than them!

“You want evidence?” An Lin nodded and said, “That’s easy.”

Easy?

The Dark Wing Emperor’s eyes widened with shock. He felt like An Lin’s words were simply absurd! What proof was he going to provide? A certificate of agency?

An Lin stood in a dignified and proud manner. He then looked up into the night sky as his white robe danced in the wind.

He pointed a finger up into the sky. “In the name of God, bring light upon this world!”

Boom!

In that instant, the night sky gave way to daylight.

Rays of sunshine peeked over the horizon as they announced the arrival of a new day.

All the Dark Wing Tribe citizens were dumbstruck!