Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 502 – The Cultivation Demoness’s Global Journey

Lin Fan left the underground laboratory and returned to the ten-thousand-meter high altitude.

Her white ancient-style robe clung tightly to her body against the shockwaves.

She abandoned all flashy flight techniques, relying purely on the raw physical momentum of her 250,000-point physique to surge forward.

Sonic boom clouds exploded in ring after ring behind her, carving a vacuum channel across the sky through the radiation dust along her path.

Westward, all the way.

She crossed the ravaged Ural Mountains, then swept over the dried and cracked plains of Eastern Europe.

Where human civilization had once flourished, only vast stretches of vitrified scorched earth and wildly mutated vegetation remained.

Lin Fan slowed her pace.

This was the former European region.

The several hundred seventh-tier Pureblood Dragon Clan members that had descended upon Blue Star had already scattered completely, attempting to scour this land for any surviving high-order evolvers.

Chu Chen’s satellite network had blind spots, so Lin Fan had taken over the carpet-search operation.

Her mental strength scan remained at maximum output at all times.

Three hundred kilometers ahead—the former site of the Seine.

At the bottom of the cracked, dried riverbed, an underground bunker reinforced with special alloys was trembling violently.

Outside the bunker, two early-stage seventh-tier Pureblood Earth Dragons had manifested their massive seventy-meter-long true forms, their thick foreclaws frantically digging into the ground.

Soil flew through the air. Boulders shattered into pieces.

The alloy plates of the bunker’s dome had already been severely deformed, emitting a teeth-grinding screech of twisting metal.

Inside the bunker, several hundred Blue Star evolvers huddled against the walls, utter despair written across their faces.

This was the last surviving small stronghold in the European region, led by five fourth-tier evolvers.

Yet facing the terrifying pressure radiating from the seventh-tier Purebloods, no one even had the strength to stand.

A little blonde girl of seven or eight shrank into her mother’s arms, her grimy little hands clutching half a biscuit tightly, her eyes filled with terror.

The dome cracked open.

Dazzling sunlight mixed with the murky spirit energy spewed by the Earth Dragon poured into the underground space.

The Earth Dragon opened its gaping maw, dark-yellow earth elements frantically converging deep in its throat.

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Without any warning, a beam of white light descended from the sky.

Lin Fan’s bare feet lightly touched the edge of the deformed alloy dome.

She didn’t even look at the two excited dragons. Her gaze passed through the breach in the dome and landed directly on the survivors inside the bunker.

Her white robes were immaculate, her bare feet hovering half an inch above the ground.

The Earth Dragons’ attack came to an abrupt halt.

Their massive bodies froze in place, vertical pupils flooded with extreme terror.

They couldn’t sense this woman’s cultivation level, but their biological instincts were screaming the highest-level death warning.

Lin Fan didn’t even expend a single trace of spirit energy.

She simply stood there quietly, and with a thought—

Dark-green ripples suddenly radiated outward with her as the epicenter, sweeping across the bodies of the two dragons.

Cultivation-Absorption Domain.

No explosion. No thunderous roar.

The two seventy-meter-long seventh-tier Pureblood Earth Dragons—their scales instantly lost all luster, and their taut muscles completely withered within seconds.

Their massive Life Origins were forcibly extracted, transformed into pure streams of energy that surged into Lin Fan’s body.

A gentle breeze passed by.

The two colossal desiccated corpses turned into clouds of bone ash, scattering and drifting away in the wind.

Two seventh-tier dark-attribute Crystals fell to the ground, producing a crisp clattering sound.

Lin Fan raised her hand, and the Crystals flew into her System Space.

Then, following the breached opening in the dome, she drifted down gracefully into the bunker.

The bunker was dead silent.

The survivors held their breath. The five fourth-tier elites stood guard at the front of the crowd, their bodies trembling violently from sheer tension.

They did not recognize the white-haired woman with Iridescent Astral Eyes standing before them, but the way she had just instantly slain two giant dragons had already surpassed the limits of their comprehension.

The little blonde girl peeked out from her mother’s arms, looking timidly at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan stepped closer.

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The Rank 4 Evolved being leading the group closed his eyes, preparing to meet death.

Lin Fan stopped in front of the little girl.

She bent down, reached out a fair-skinned finger, and gently pinched the girl’s dust-covered cheek.

The touch was soft, carrying the warmth of a living person.

The girl did not flinch, staring blankly into Lin Fan’s stunning eyes.

Only then did the fifteen survivors snap back to reality, falling to their knees one after another, thanking her desperately in different languages.

A faint yet pure Power of Faith rose along invisible threads, merging into Lin Fan’s Mental Sea.

Lin Fan straightened up, a barely perceptible curve forming at the corner of her lips.

A strange, gentle joy welled up inside her.

The old her would never have wasted a single second on weaklings like these.

Kill whatever stood in her way, turn valuable women into Skin.

But things were different now.

After fusing with Long Xi’s Skin, the Bloodline of the Ancestor of Life had completely devoured the Dragon Clan genes, even erasing Long Xi’s independent will—yet the innocence, kindness, and compassion that resided within the Skin had transformed into invisible nourishment, subtly filling in the flaws of her humanity.

Making her more flesh and blood.

Looking at these human survivors, she genuinely felt a sense of accomplishment from saving her own kind.

She even recalled how Lu Yuan and Zhu Yan had clung to each other for survival in the Altai Mountains. In the past, she would have only seen them as useful tools, but now she found herself silently offering a teasing blessing for them.

The completeness of her emotions brought her soul to an unprecedented state of wholeness.

Lin Fan took out a black encrypted communicator and pressed the connect button.

“European Sector Two, coordinates synced.”

Lin Fan’s voice was ethereal and languid.

“Five hundred survivors. Send a heavy transport plane to pick them up.”

A brief clatter of keyboard keys came through the communicator.

“The transport fleet is already on its way. Arrival in twenty minutes at the latest.”

Chu Chen’s voice sounded somewhat tense.

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“Lei Li, something’s gone wrong at Azurewood City.”

Lin Fan leaned against a section of broken rebar, flicking her wrist—a mint cigarette appeared between her fingers.

No flame was used; the heat generated by friction between her fingertips and the air ignited the tobacco directly.

“Go on.”

“Long Teng and Long Yi’s group dealt with the second wave of fifty Purebloods that descended.”

Chu Chen spoke rapidly.

“Forty-nine were killed in total. One Rank 7 early-stage Wind Dragon broke through the blockade and fled directly toward Dragon Emperor Hall.”

Lin Fan exhaled a puff of white smoke.

“So Dragon Emperor Hall will soon know you’ve built a nest over there.”

“Within half a day.”

Chu Chen’s tone was heavy.

“Azurewood City is already on maximum combat alert. Su Yue is coordinating, along with three Rank 8 Powerhouses and Copperbeard’s arsenal—but if Dragon Emperor Hall directly sends Grand Elder Long Zhan, or even the Dragon Emperor himself at early Rank 9… Azurewood City absolutely cannot hold.”

Only the faint hum of static remained on the communicator.

“When can you come back?”

Chu Chen finally asked the core question.

“The Rift Threshold on Blue Star is expanding at an accelerating rate. By tomorrow at the latest, it will be able to accommodate Rank 8 early-stage energy bodies. What rank are you now?”

Lin Fan lowered his head and glanced at his own pale palm.

Beneath the skin, dark golden blood was surging at a terrifying speed.

Two hundred fifty thousand points in all attributes, combined with the overbearing tier of the Fragmented Progenitor of Life—the energy density contained within this body had long surpassed the conventional understanding of this world.

“I can’t go back.”

Lin Fan flicked off the ash from his cigarette.

“Can’t go back?”

Chu Chen paused mid-motion.

“Couldn’t you just disperse your cultivation to lower your energy level and force your way through before?”

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“That was before.”

Lin Fan’s expression remained calm.

“My current energy level is mid-stage Level Nine. This is a leap in the essence of life itself—it can’t be suppressed.”

She paused, then looked up at the shattered dome above.

“Besides, dispersed cultivation can’t simply vanish into thin air. It requires an absolutely powerful vessel to receive it, or it will inevitably trigger an energy detonation. The only ones who can currently bear my spiritual power infusion are Long Yan and the others at Level Eight—but he’s in Azurewood City right now.”

Chu Chen instantly understood the deadlock.

Long Yan was on the other side; Lin Fan was on this side.

If Lin Fan couldn’t channel her excess energy to Long Yan, she couldn’t lower her level to cross the Rift.

“Then you can only wait for the Rift to naturally expand to the Level Nine limit.”

Chu Chen’s voice carried a hint of helplessness.

“I’ve calculated the Rift’s expansion curve. To fully accommodate a mid-stage Level Nine energy body, it will take at least ten more days.”

Ten days.

At the critical juncture of an all-out war between two worlds, a ten-day vacuum was enough to change everything.

Azurewood City faced the risk of being massacred at any moment.

“Understood.”

There was not a trace of agitation in Lin Fan’s tone.

She crushed the cigarette butt between her fingers.

“Tell Long Teng and Long Yi that no matter the cost, they must hold Azurewood City to the death. The Dragon Emperor’s primary objective isn’t Azurewood City right now—he won’t easily sacrifice Pureblood lives to fill that gap.”

Lin Fan straightened up, her white robes stirring without any wind.

“For these ten days, you hold the main force in Azurewood City. I’ll stay on Blue Star and clean up the trash.”

Lin Fan hung up the communicator and casually tossed it into the System Space.

She glanced at the survivors in the air-raid shelter gradually calming down, without saying another word.

Her toes lightly pressed against the void, and her entire form transformed into a blinding streak of white light, instantly piercing through the dome and vanishing into the radiation clouds ten thousand meters above.