The short bl00d sword exuded the aura of an unparalleled demon king, enveloped in a sinister and bl00dy presence. It seemed as though it had emerged from the depths of the Demon Realm, evoking terror and sending shivers through one’s soul. However, the moment it saw Tian Fan, it astonishingly fled, abandoning even the task of devouring Duan Yanqing’s life essence.
Tian Fan’s mouth gaped wide. “What the hell? This ghostly weapon is too amusing!” He had braced himself for a life-and-death struggle, yet the sword fled, running faster than a rabbit, leaving only a fading trail of bl00d light in the sky.
“No! Come back, Soul-Devouring Sword! Come back!”
Duan Yanqing’s face turned ashen as he extended his hand, clawing at the empty air in despair. His voice was shrill as he turned to Tian Fan and roared, “What did you do to my treasured sword? What did you do?!”
The blow was unbearable for him. He had sacrificed part of his life essence to summon the Soul-Devouring Sword to eliminate his enemy, only for it to flee like this.
Lu Dongbing and Yuan Yongling also turned their gaze toward Tian Fan. Their eyes were filled with doubt, unease, and even fear. They knew very well the power of the Soul-Devouring Sword. Although it wasn’t listed in the weapon rankings due to certain peculiar reasons, it was undoubtedly one of the top demonic weapons on the Divine Martial Continent. Yet now, it had fled on its own, ignoring its master. What exactly had this man done? Who was he to make even such an evil weapon tremble in fear?
“Perhaps the demonic weapon is sentient and couldn’t stand having such a weak and despicable master. It decided to leave you and embrace the light,” Tian Fan mocked.
“You… I’ll kill you!”
Duan Yanqing, his face twisted in rage, staggered as he charged forward. But Tian Fan’s eyes gleamed with golden light, and with a cry of agony, Duan Yanqing was sent flying backward.
A deafening “boom” resounded as the sky trembled. Lu Dongbing, enraged, struck out with a massive black hand that blotted out the sky like a dark cloud, pressing toward Tian Fan. The oppressive blackness was chilling to behold.
This was a powerful secret technique of the Sword Immortal Sect. Though not among the top ten divine arts, it was close in potency, unleashing devastating attacks by channeling one’s life essence.
With a “bang,” Tian Fan also unleashed a massive palm imprint. Brilliant golden light dazzled so intensely that it made it hard to keep one’s eyes open. The golden radiance covered the heavens, descending fiercely like a golden chain, crashing forward.
A clash of titans!
The golden and black hands collided, emitting a terrifying energy. Black mist surged, and golden light pierced the heavens. The horrifying energy rippled in all directions, scaring even the powerful magical beasts in the vicinity.
In the distant wilderness, weaker magical beasts bled from their ears and noses, affected by the dreadful shockwaves. Many smaller beasts collapsed on the ground, lifeless.
Winged magical beasts fled in panic, soaring far away before daring to stop. Only the mighty beast kings remained unmoved, their eyes fixed on the scene with fear. Among them was the giant wild elephant, its heart pounding furiously. The humans who had intruded into its territory were far more powerful than it had imagined.
With a faint “puff,” the golden and black hands clashed once again. This time, though quieter, the impact was even more terrifying. Black clouds darkened the skies, and golden radiance lit up the world. The ensuing destructive waves swept through the surroundings.
Lu Dongbing’s face turned pale, bl00d seeping from the corner of his mouth as he was sent flying backward. Despite the immense power of the Sword Immortal Sect’s secret techniques, which cultivators of the Divine Martial Continent would fight to the death to obtain, they were no match for the opponent. What was even more terrifying was that the opponent had used only physical strength, without any mystical abilities.
Indeed, Tian Fan hadn’t employed any secret techniques. Yet, with his mastery of the Divine Celestial Heart Sutra, he used sheer physical might to annihilate all obstacles!
A fiery spear, emanating dazzling light, suddenly appeared. Yuan Yongling shouted and hurled it toward Tian Fan, its tip aimed straight at him.
With a flash, Tian Fan executed the Divine Cloud Steps, leaving an afterimage behind as he vanished and reappeared before Yuan Yongling. A golden palm descended with unstoppable force.
Yuan Yongling was left with no choice but to respond. At such close range, he was forced to raise his right fist to counter. A dark glow shimmered at the tip of his fist, carrying immense power.
The two clashed fiercely. Yuan Yongling roared in anger, but his body was no match for Tian Fan’s. He was struck and sent flying on the spot. His hand was shattered, bl00d gushing everywhere, with b0nes exposed.
“Wu Biheng, you’ve been lonely for too long. Let them accompany you now!”
Tian Fan’s expression was indifferent. The Bagua diagram behind him had already disappeared. It had been a momentary realization, not a technique of his own. The fact that it helped him dismantle the “Tri-Origin Formation” was already fortunate enough.
At this moment, golden light radiated brilliantly above his head, and a massive “swast!ka” symbol floated in the air, majestic and domineering. Step by step, he walked toward the group.
“You dare kill us?! I am the grandson of the Sword Immortal Sect’s Grand Elder! How dare you touch me?!”
Duan Yanqing shouted loudly, as this was their only hope. The Grand Elder of the Sword Immortal Sect was undoubtedly one of the top experts on the Divine Martial Continent—someone no one would dare to disregard.
“Whoosh…”
Tian Fan raised his hand, his expression indifferent and utterly unperturbed. A simple silver sword Qi shot out from his fingertips. It embodied the essence of his understanding of the Five Elements Sword Art, immensely powerful, piercing directly into Duan Yanqing’s forehead in an instant.
Duan Yanqing’s bl00d-stained face showed astonishment, fear, and unwillingness. Yet, in the end, all that remained was a lifeless corpse that fell backward.
“Next, it’s your turn…”
Tian Fan’s voice was cold as he strode forward.
The ground shook violently as various strange artifacts burst forth from Lü Dongbing and Yuan Yongling’s bodies, radiating multicolored light and distorting the void. However, they were utterly ineffective against Tian Fan.
A quarter of an hour later, Tian Fan left the area and continued deeper into the Great Wasteland, leaving behind three lifeless corpses sprawled on the barren ground, soon to become food for the myriad of demons.
“Of the ten experts, six remain. I’ll face you all one by one.”
Tian Fan turned and walked leisurely toward the depths of the Great Wasteland.
In this battle, Tian Fan had not unleashed any powerful secret arts. He relied entirely on breaking techniques with brute strength, meeting strength with strength. He used these fights to test his cultivation. Battling the ten experts of the Sword Immortal Sect was the best form of tempering. He intended to use these individuals to sharpen his sword, turning them into stepping stones to help him break through the bottleneck and advance to the mid-stage of Cloud Heaven.
At noon, deep within the Great Wasteland, Tian Fan encountered his fifth opponent. After a fierce battle, he killed the enemy.
Before sunset, he met his sixth opponent. Although this person was at the early stage of Cloud Heaven, their strength rivaled that of a mid-stage peak expert, no less formidable than Wu Biheng. Their combat prowess was astonishing. After an intense fight, Tian Fan finally defeated and killed the opponent.
The earth was stained with bl00d, the setting sun as red as bl00d. The crimson land and the evening sky combined into a poignant and striking scene.
By midnight, he encountered the seventh, eighth, and ninth Sword Immortal Sect geniuses. Unsurprisingly, all three were slain.
It was imaginable that within days, the Northern Region would once again be in turmoil. Of the ten prodigies dispatched by the Sword Immortal Sect, nine had already fallen at Tian Fan’s hands.
As night deepened, Tian Fan sat cross-legged on the ground. Seven battles had proven immensely rewarding, and he could already sense the mid-stage of Cloud Heaven opening a crack for him.
At dawn, as the sun slowly rose, Tian Fan suddenly opened his eyes and gazed into the distance. There, a robust figure appeared on the horizon, walking through the morning light. The earth trembled with each of his steps, and the clouds scattered under his imposing aura.
This individual had reached the peak of Cloud Heaven!
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