A Millionfold Return: My Children Cultivate Immortality and I Become a God

After Wu Yifan led Pu Feng and the others into the battle world, they saw five figures standing at the other end of the world. They were clearly Wu Yifan's opponents in this battle.

As Wu Yifan and his group of five entered the battle world, a voice came from outside the next second.

"Both sides have entered the battlefield, and the battle has now begun. It will not end until one side concedes defeat."

As soon as the voice fell, the five forbidden beings on the opposite side took the initiative to attack Wu Yifan and his group. They knew how powerful Wu Yifan was, and in this situation, they had no choice but to strike first, hoping to have a chance of winning. Otherwise, they would surely die.

But clearly, they overestimated their own strength.

Seeing them rushing over, Wu Yifan stopped Park Feng and his three companions who were about to attack, and said, "You don't need to do anything. I'll handle these people myself."

As soon as Wu Yifan finished speaking, he made his move. In the blink of an eye, he killed and refined all five forbidden beings opposite him. Basically, anyone participating in the Five Sects Grand Competition was not considered to be alive or dead. This was also an opportunity to openly kill forbidden beings and refine their own kind.

The four people behind him, including Park Feng, were stunned by Wu Yifan's decisive actions, but they quickly recovered and began to flatter him.

"As expected of a disciple of the Ancient Origin Academy, your talent and strength are indeed terrifying."

"Senior, we're counting on you this time! We hope you can carry us to new heights!"

"Don't worry, senior, we definitely won't hold you back."

Hearing their overwhelming compliments, Wu Yifan remained calm and said, "Let's go, let's wait for the big battle the day after tomorrow."

Although they are powerful, for experts of their level, battles do not last long, especially since those above them intend to end the battle quickly, so they naturally will not arrange opponents of equal strength.

Upon hearing this, Park Feng and the other three nodded in agreement.

Just as Wu Yifan had predicted, within a single day of their battle ending, the battles in the other small world battlefields also came to a close.

Information about the opponents in the second battle also appeared before Wu Yifan. Their strength was still not strong. There were no level eleven opponents. Most of them were level ten, and their strength was even weaker than the opponents Wu Yifan had killed in the first battle.

According to Wu Yifan's estimate, this level of battle would likely continue for several dozen more before he could face an eleventh-level opponent.

Even at level eleven, Wu Yifan was not afraid at all, after all, his foundation was there.

As time passed, a full month went by in no time. In this short month, Wu Yifan experienced no less than twenty battles, and none of his opponents were above level ten. Therefore, he didn't need the help of Pu Feng and the other three. He finished each battle in less than half a minute.

Soon, Wu Yifan finally met his first opponent, a mid-level eleventh-level being, a disciple from the Beast Taming Sect, named An Lin.

After seeing Wu Yifan enter the small world battlefield, An Lin, who was originally sitting cross-legged in the air with his eyes closed to rest, opened his eyes, looked at Wu Yifan, and carefully examined him before speaking: "You are very good, and you are qualified to be my opponent."

Before Wu Yifan could react after hearing An Lin's words, the four people behind him, including Pu Feng, couldn't sit still and started to mock An Lin.

"What kind of trash are you? Our boss is not even 20,000 years old and has already reached the mid-stage of level 11. You, on the other hand, are an old turtle who is almost 100,000 years old. What do you have to compare with our boss?"

"That's right, if our boss is the sun, then you're not even as good as the dust on the ground!"

"Yes, yes, yes, who knows where any Tom, Dick, or Harry is worthy of comparing themselves to our boss?"

During this time together, Park Feng and his three companions had long since become Wu Yifan's most loyal lackeys, and upon hearing An Lin's mockery, they immediately began their counterattack.

Hearing the mockery from Park Feng and his companions, An Lin couldn't sit still any longer. He snorted coldly and attacked: "Where did this trash come from, daring to criticize me? You're asking for death!"

An Lin's strength far surpassed that of Park Feng and the other three. He attacked so quickly that Park Feng and the others didn't even have time to react. By the time they realized what was happening, Wu Yifan had already saved them.

Just as An Lin rushed in front of Pu Feng, Wu Yifan finally made his move. With just a slap, as fast as lightning, Pu Feng had no time to react and took the blow, flying away.

"My people are not people that anyone can touch. If you do, you'd better have the strength to withstand my wrath."

Wu Yifan's expression remained calm, but his tone was full of force.

The four people behind him, including Park Feng, were also moved by Wu Yifan's words and became even more devoted to him.

An Lin, who was not far away, finally managed to steady himself. Upon hearing Wu Yifan's name, his face turned red, and he roared angrily, "You're asking for death! No one has ever dared to hit me since I was a child!"

However, An Lin was not blinded by anger. Although Wu Yifan's slap was mostly a sneak attack, the fact that it could hurt him showed that Wu Yifan was powerful. Such an opponent was someone who could make him go all out.

So the next second, as An Lin patted a palm-sized bag at his waist, the bag vibrated, and then a figure rushed out of the bag. The figure quickly grew larger after leaving the bag, and soon became an incredibly huge and terrifying forbidden beast.

Outside, Snow Serpent and the others witnessed everything, their expressions extremely solemn.

"Damn it, I didn't expect An Lin to have such a forbidden beast, and his strength has reached the mid-stage of level eleven. Junior brother is in danger this time."

"We must trust our junior brother. Since he said he could win, then we must believe him. We will definitely win."

Chunliang, standing to the side, took a deep breath and then spoke with utmost seriousness.

The mortal world stood aside, gazing intently at the small world with incredibly deep eyes, as if deep in thought.

Inside the small world, as An Lin summoned his forbidden beast, the faces of the four people behind Wu Yifan turned pale. They looked at Wu Yifan and couldn't help but say worriedly, "Big brother, why don't we surrender? It's not shameful. An Lin is relying on the help of his forbidden beast. We are no match for him."

"It's alright, I will take care of An Lin and his forbidden beast. In addition, I can hold off a late-stage level 10 opponent for you. The rest is up to you to handle."

Wu Yifan exuded confidence and didn't take An Lin and his forbidden beast seriously.