The sun blazed like a rainbow, the northern sky still radiant with light. Yet, in a tea garden of this region, the atmosphere was tense to the extreme.
Tian Fan, clad in snow-white robes stained with blood not yet dried, held his golden divine sword, pointing it at three elders in the air. The chilling aura of slaughter froze the scene.
Disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect and Huangpu Family retreated in terror, clutching headless corpses, fleeing as if escaping death itself, stopping only dozens of miles away.
The old crone from the Yin-Yang Sect and the Huangpu Family elder seethed with rage, their eyes glinting with madness. Half their followers had been slaughtered by Tian Fan in moments.
“Unbelievable. In just a few days, your combat strength has risen so much. You must’ve had some extraordinary encounter!”
The azure-robed elder spoke, squinting. Regret gnawed at him; this young man before him was increasingly inscrutable, shrouded in mystery.
Tian Fan gripped his golden divine sword, stepping toward the three elders without a trace of pressure. His calm and composure were unnerving. Facing three peak Cloud Heaven realm elders, he showed no fear, his steps firm, his battle blood surging.
“Why waste words? Don’t you want to kill me? Act!”
A faint golden glow shimmered around Tian Fan, his battle intent soaring to the skies. With Divine Cloud Steps, he lunged forward, his golden sword slashing downward.
In the distance, everyone was stunned. A mid-stage Cloud Heaven realm junior daring to challenge peak Cloud Heaven realm elders—only he on the Divine Martial Continent had such audacity.
“Arrogant brat!”
The azure-robed elder roared. Nearing two hundred years old, he found it humiliating to be provoked by a junior.
The Yin-Yang Sect’s old crone leaped high, dodging the brilliant sword light. Her serpentine staff unleashed thick black mist, enveloping her as she struck.
Simultaneously, the Huangpu Family elder soared, swinging his demonic blade. Red light flickered from the pitch-black weapon, exuding a powerful, eerie aura.
Bang…
Tian Fan formed the Five Elements Seal. A silver array spanned the sky, lotuses blooming beneath his feet with every step. Like a divine king descending, countless silver sword beams surrounded him, repelling the demonic blade.
A fierce battle erupted in the heavens, terrifying fluctuations rippling outward. Fortunately, they fought in the sky; the ground would’ve been devastated.
Tian Fan, in flowing white robes, faced three foes. Though strained, he refused to yield. His battle blood blazed, his intent piercing the clouds.
Boom…
Blood-red light and black mist swirled. The crone and Huangpu elder attacked relentlessly, joined by the azure-robed elder’s Heaven-Crushing Kick, forcing Tian Fan back. He took hits, blood trickling from his mouth.
“Again!”
For the first time, Tian Fan was knocked back. He wiped the blood from his lips, erupting in dazzling golden light that stung his foes’ eyes. Striding forward, he slammed down a golden palm.
Bang…
His physique was formidable. Despite their combined assault, the three were no match, sent flying with numb arms.
“Haha…”
Tian Fan laughed heartily, his Divine Cloud Steps pushed to the limit. Weaving between them, he unleashed golden fists.
The elders grew frustrated. Tian Fan no longer faced them head-on. His steps were too mystical—even the azure-robed elder, master of the Heaven-Crushing Kick, couldn’t keep up. They endured wave after wave of attacks.
“D*mn you, fight us head-on! What’s this dodging nonsense?” the crone shrieked.
“You three old fossils, over a hundred years old, gang up on me and demand a frontal fight? Why not just stand still and let you kill me?”
Tian Fan retorted, sparing her no dignity.
Bang…
His golden fist oppressed the sky, his body cloaked in golden light. Flashing beside the crone with Divine Cloud Steps, he sent her flying, her serpentine staff cracking.
Pressing his advantage, he swung his sword. The golden divine light shattered everything, breaking her staff to pieces. Of the three, she was the weakest; the azure-robed elder, the strongest.
Boom…
The Huangpu elder swung his demonic blade, unleashing the family’s secret art. The azure-robed elder was fiercer, soaring with leg shadows that shook the void.
Pfft…
Tian Fan countered with his sword but was flung back, gravely injured, spitting blood. Wiping it away, his eyes gleamed. Life-and-death battles were the best way to advance.
“Kill him! Slaughter this little beast!”
The crone, hair disheveled, hands bloodied from Tian Fan’s strike, roared. Forming seals, she unleashed three Yin-Yang Diagrams, bombarding Tian Fan. In her fury, a massive black hand, swirling with black mist and white light, reached out.
Yin-Yang Hand Seal!
This was an earth-shaking duel. Tian Fan, at mid-stage Cloud Heaven, faced three peak Cloud Heaven elders, earning awe from distant onlookers.
“Ah!”
The Huangpu elder and crone, eyes bloodshot, were humiliated. The azure-robed elder remained composed—those dead disciples meant nothing to him. Though nominally a Yin-Yang Sect elder, his loyalty was to himself alone.
Boom…
Countless silver ancient characters swirled around Tian Fan, orbiting gently. Sheathing his golden sword, he formed a swastika-shaped golden seal above his head, casting golden light to shield him. The silver characters quaked, forming a massive “Suppress” character in the sky, radiating sacred aura.
“Suppress!”
Tian Fan shouted, forming intricate seals. The “Suppress” character blazed silver, pressing toward the three.
Pfft…
They countered with secret arts. Seizing the moment, Tian Fan flashed beside the crone with Divine Cloud Steps, his Yin-Yang Sword slashing down.
Pfft…
An aged arm flew off, her agonized scream echoing over the tea garden, chilling distant cultivators.
Bloodied and wounded, Tian Fan’s aura remained unshaken. Raising his blood-stained Yin-Yang Sword, he pointed at his foes once more…