“You…!”
The elder of the Huangpu Clan trembled as he pointed at Tian Fan, unable to speak.
The azure-robed elder looked equally grim as he stared at the white-clothed youth.
“Those who bring ruin upon themselves deserve no pity.”
Tian Fan spoke calmly and stepped forward.
A golden palm stirred the void, and silver swords of light kept flying out from the Yin-Yang Sword.
Boom…
The green-robed elder was smacked away instantly, coughing up bl00d with a pale face. Several bl00dy gashes appeared on the Huangpu elder’s body, his clothes shredded, leaving him in a miserable state.
“Are you really going to kill us?!”
The Huangpu elder growled, his expression vicious.
“Do you still think you can survive? Or do you actually believe I’ll let you go?”
Tian Fan replied indifferently as he continued walking forward without pause.
“Attack! Kill him! Protect the elder!”
The remaining disciples of the Huangpu Clan shouted and charged ahead.
“I admire people with guts. I won’t kill you.”
Tian Fan barked coldly, sweeping his left hand. A powerful gust of wind surged forth, sending several of the disciples flying. One by one, they looked at him in terror.
“Trying to run? You’re not going anywhere!”
Tian Fan sneered. With a flash of his Divine Cloud Steps, he vanished and reappeared in an instant. His left leg swept out, blocking the escape of the green-robed elder.
“You…!”
“You brought this on yourselves. I don’t offend others unless they offend me first.”
Tian Fan’s eyes were icy as the Yin-Yang Sword rested diagonally on the ground, emitting a soft golden glow as he pressed in toward the two elders.
“You… don’t push me!”
The Huangpu elder roared.
“Push you? What a joke. It’s always been you pushing me!”
Tian Fan sneered and slapped him away.
Boom…
The green-robed elder’s forehead bulged with veins. A small blue hammer appeared above his head and rapidly expanded to the size of a hill, descending with immense pressure.
Crash…
Tian Fan’s expression didn’t change. He threw a punch, blasting the massive blue hammer away. It flew far into the distance and crashed down over a hundred meters away.
“Remnant Sky!”
The green-robed elder roared. Red light burst from his body as countless silhouettes emerged and overlapped one another, blanketing the sky. The figures looked like a plague of locusts, each one striking with a pair of legs toward the center. In an instant, Tian Fan was engulfed in an endless barrage of kicks, raising a storm of dust and smoke.
“Did we get him?”
The Huangpu elder asked. The green-robed elder didn’t answer. He stared at the center of the battlefield without blinking, clearly unsure of the outcome.
“That’s… no way!”
A shocked exclamation escaped from the green-robed elder. His face grew even gloomier. In the center of the field, Tian Fan stood unharmed within a golden water-like shield. The ground around him had caved in, but the one meter beneath his feet remained perfectly intact.
Boom…
No words were needed. Tian Fan activated Divine Cloud Steps again, instantly appearing beside the two elders. He kicked out with immense force, sending both men flying.
Swish…
Tian Fan’s figure vanished again. Before the two could land, he struck again mid-air. A white-clothed, bl00dstained youth appeared. With a spinning backward kick, his right leg shimmered with golden light as it smashed into the Huangpu elder, knocking the wind out of him and breaking several ribs on the spot.
“That was so fast!”
“I couldn’t even see how he moved!”
The many cultivators watching from afar were already numb from the shock. The pressure from the young man on the field was overwhelming.
“Ahhh!”
The Huangpu elder screamed madly. Black light burst from his hands as bulging veins appeared all over his body.
Smack…
But all that greeted him was another slap.
“Kill!”
Even the green-robed elder went mad, eyes bl00dshot with rage. He grabbed the massive blue hammer from the distance, bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed three mouthfuls of bl00d onto the hammer. Instantly, it lit up with intense radiance.
“Die!”
On the other side, the Huangpu elder also seemed to lose his mind. His whole body glowed red as countless eerie blades shot out from him. His eyes were bl00dshot, filled with madness. Even the onlookers watching from afar felt a chill run down their spines.
Pfft…
The two elders, now berserk, actually managed to make Tian Fan cough up a mouthful of bl00d.
“It’s getting late. Time to send you on your way.”
A cold voice came from Tian Fan’s mouth, and his figure appeared all over the land. He had unleashed “Hundred Illusions” and launched simultaneous attacks on the two elders.
“Heh heh…”
The elder of the Huangpu Clan let out a sinister laugh. Although gravely wounded, his eyes were locked onto Tian Fan with cruelty and venom.
Tian Fan frowned slightly. The Yin-Yang Sword in his hand emitted a golden light that soared to the sky, carrying a destructive aura as it slashed down toward the elder of the Huangpu Clan.
Pop…
But to his surprise, the elder didn’t move an inch. The red glow on his body grew even more intense, actually blocking the sword Qi. At the same time, his body suddenly swelled and rapidly expanded outward.
“Elder, no!”
A disciple of the Huangpu Clan shouted. Everyone in the distance turned pale and scattered in all directions.
“Damn you, old bastard!”
Tian Fan’s expression changed drastically. His teeth clenched with hatred as he turned and sprinted away. At the same time, he took out the purple sacred fruit and bit down on it hard. His Divine Cloud Steps reached their peak speed.
Boom…
Almost at the same moment, a massive explosion erupted. A scorching red light burst forth in a semi-circular wave, rapidly expanding in all directions. Everything in its path was turned to dust. Even the spatial barriers were shattered. Countless turbulent space-time currents surged out, only to be annihilated by the terrifying energy.
“Pff…”
Tian Fan was blown away. Even though it was just a blast of air, it caused him to cough up bl00d violently, his face pale as a sheet. Gale-force winds roared, and a massive mushroom cloud rose into the sky.
No one knew how long had passed before the deafening boom disappeared. When the sky finally cleared, everyone’s pupils dilated—before them lay a massive crater over a thousand feet in diameter, its depth unknown. Crimson lightning flickered deep within.
“Cough…”
Tian Fan coughed up bl00d, seriously injured. If not for the sacred fruit in his mouth continuously providing him with life force, he might have turned to dust by now.
“Damn you, blowing yourself up like that… screw you!”
He fiercely chewed up the rest of the sacred fruit and swallowed it as though biting into the Huangpu elder himself, cursing under his breath.
Moments later, he stood back up, fully recovered. Faint purple light flowed across his treasure-like body, now even stronger—harder than divine weapons.
“You… you’re still alive?!”
A weak voice came from afar. The azure-robed elder had disheveled hair and torn clothes. His body was cracked and drenched in bl00d. He had been the furthest away and had barely survived by sacrificing a secret treasure, the Blue Hammer.
“Wahaha! Old b*stard, I’ve been looking for someone to vent on!”
Tian Fan laughed wildly and charged at him, stomping hard on the azure-robed elder.
Those watching from afar couldn’t help but shiver at the sight.
“Stomp! Stomp! I’ll stomp you good!”
The elder was so enraged his beard curled. Veins bulged on his forehead, and it looked like fire would shoot from his nostrils.
A man who had lived two hundred years was being humiliated by a junior—his pride utterly crushed.
“This is for chasing me down! For hunting me like a dog!”
Tian Fan showed him no mercy, stomping him over and over, leaving deep footprints on his body.
“What, you’re not satisfied?”
Tian Fan looked down at the elder and said coldly.
“You little b*stard… you won’t die a good death!”
The elder ground out each word with venom, biting his lips until they bled. His glare toward Tian Fan was filled with hatred.
“Ah!”
At the word “bastard,” Tian Fan’s expression turned ice-cold. He stomped hard, breaking several of the elder’s ribs and drawing a pig-like scream from him.
“It’s getting late—let me send you on your way.”
Tian Fan sneered. The Yin-Yang Sword dimmed, then he swung it forcefully.
A bl00died head flew into the air, hair disheveled, eyes wide with unwillingness and regret. But in the end, it left nothing behind.
“Ah! A devil! He’s a devil!”
Disciples of the Huangpu Clan and the Yin-Yang Sect screamed, their faces twisted in horror, their bodies trembling.
“Kill him! Avenge the elders!”
Someone shouted, and a mob surged toward Tian Fan, each wielding a treasured weapon. Some among them were even at the early stage of the Cloud Heaven Realm.
“Hmph!”
Tian Fan snorted coldly. Golden light flashed in his eyes as he activated Heart’s Desire, leaving no trace. Hundreds of spiritual attacks erupted from his gaze. The air filled with bl00d-curdling screams as many clutched their heads and rolled on the ground in agony.
Tian Fan gave them a cold glance. He had no intention of killing indiscriminately and turned to shoot off in another direction.
But at that moment, a black-and-white palm appeared high in the sky, exuding a terrifying aura, and came crashing down on him.
“Pff…”
The strike was incredibly powerful and infused with the power of laws. Tian Fan coughed up bl00d again, eyes filled with horror as he looked skyward. An old man in black had appeared, exuding murderous intent.
“Sect Master! Sect Master! Kill him, kill him now!”
The disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect were overjoyed. They knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly in reverence.
The Huangpu Clan disciples also cheered and looked at Tian Fan with twisted smiles.
“That… that’s—!”
“A supreme figure from the true Primordial Unity Realm!”
“Alas, the Son of God is doomed this time!”
From afar, some cultivators discussed in hushed tones as they retreated further and looked on from a distance.
“The Yin-Yang Sect Master…!”
Tian Fan’s face was as pale as paper, bl00d gushing from his mouth, and his body beginning to crack. Only now did he realize how terrifying the people from the Primordial Unity Realm truly were. Back then, the fact that he had injured the Yin-Yang Sect Master’s hand must’ve been sheer luck.
At this moment, he really felt the threat of death. Facing such a supreme master of Primordial Unity Realm, he could not be the opponent with his cultivation in the middle stage of Cloud Heaven, and he did not even have the hope of escaping…