The Darkest Place Is Under the Lamp

Below the main hall, the eight-armed Demon Ape that had been laughing wildly suddenly froze, its ear-piercing laughter abruptly ceasing.

It stiffly turned its enormous head, looking towards the top of the hall, at the figure seated on the White Bone Throne.

He was a tall, slender young man with a sickly pale complexion and a tightly closed vertical pupil between his brows. He sat there quietly, emitting no aura whatsoever, yet he seemed to be the absolute center of the entire magnificent city, and even of this world.

The young man was named Mozi Sha, the undisputed leader of the Alien Races Alliance in this area, and a terrifying figure ranked first on the Bone Tempering Rankings.

He slowly raised his eyelids, his voice devoid of any emotion, like the friction of ancient ice. "A Fifth-Turn Martial Artist can kill a Sixth-Turn martial artist with a single punch, leaping two ranks to climb the rankings. This means that his cultivation technique, foundation, and the purity of his Qi and Blood far surpass those of you trash."

"You're still laughing," Mozi Sha's gaze swept across the entire hall, his chilling killing intent causing the temperature to plummet. "But I can already smell death."

All the Alien Races Prodigies remained silent, not daring to even breathe loudly.

"Pass on my orders!"

Mozi Sha's voice suddenly turned chilling. "Summon all law enforcement teams currently on missions outside. Abandon all objectives. From this moment forward, all Alien Races in the entire Core Zone have only one mission—"

"Find Chen Fan, the Human Race, and kill him at all costs!"

Meanwhile, on the ruins of the Blazing Guardian Zone.

The Human Race was still immersed in the enormous impact of the Bone Tempering Rankings. The joy of defeating a powerful enemy had vanished, replaced by a suffocating solemnity and oppression.

Everyone understood that Chen Fan's ranking on the list was like dropping a nuclear bomb on a calm lake.

However, Chen Fan, who was at the Center of the Storm, frowned amidst the deathly silence.

He looked up at his own name shining brightly in the sky, clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, and muttered something in a voice only those around him could hear, full of disdain:

"Only 100th place?"

"Is this list inaccurate? The rankings seem a bit too low."

"Puff!"

Shen Xuan nearly choked on his breath. He held his forehead, his handsome face contorted with an unbelievable frequency at the corner of his mouth, which eventually turned into a long, helpless sigh.

This guy's thought process is truly beyond comprehension.

On the other side, Tuo Bashan's eyes lit up, and he grinned silently. This was the Chen Fan he knew, and this was interesting!

Ling Feng's once resolute face was now completely numb.

He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, as if trying to expel all the turbulent emotions churning within him. He forced himself to calm down, his expression becoming more serious than ever before.

"Chen Fan, stop fooling around!"

"This is no time for jokes! You've made it onto the Bone Tempering Rankings, do you know what that means?"

Seeing Chen Fan looking at him innocently, Ling Feng's speech quickened. "This means you've become a thorn in the side of all the Alien Races! They will stop at nothing and use all their power to kill you! We must return to the Tianshu Guardian Zone immediately. There, you'll find the strongest defensive Formation Array, and with Senior Wei Yan in charge, you'll be safe only there!"

"Safety?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Fan scoffed.

He turned his head, and in his clear eyes was a hint of mockery and sharpness that was completely out of character for his age.

"Hiding in a turtle shell, waiting for others to gather a large army and slowly break it open, that's not safety, that's waiting to die."

His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present, causing Ling Feng's prepared remarks to get stuck in his throat.

They all thought I would be scared and would hide away.

A defiant smile curled at the corners of Chen Fan's lips.

"Everyone thinks that our Human Race will consolidate its forces and adopt a defensive posture. This... is precisely our opportunity!"

He reached out and pointed in mid-air.

A Star Map constructed of energy suddenly unfolded before everyone. On the Star Map, points of light representing various Guardian Zones flickered erratically.

Chen Fan stretched out his finger and pointed at the glowing spots in the Guardian Zones belonging to the Alien Races Alliance, his eyes flashing with a green light like that of a hungry wolf.

"Their strongest forces will soon be mobilized to search for me all over the world."

"Then their headquarters... isn't it completely empty now?"

"Perfect, let's exploit their information gap!"

Ling Feng's pupils suddenly contracted, and he stared at Chen Fan in horror, as if he were meeting this kid for the first time.

Madman!

This guy is an absolute madman!

The whole world thought he should hide away and avoid the limelight, but he was thinking of taking advantage of the strongest winds to destroy someone else's home!

Ignoring Ling Feng's horrified expression, Chen Fan turned to Shen Xuan, Tuo Bashan, and the others, who were equally stunned by his insane plan, and grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth.

"Don't just stand there."

"The game of hunting down the strongest on the leaderboard has only just begun."

His gaze moved slowly across the Star Map, as if he were selecting a large, delicious meal at a market.

Who should we choose as our next target?

"You're insane! You're absolutely insane!"

On the ruins of the Guardian Zone, the veins on Ling Feng's forehead bulged like writhing dragons.

This seasoned prodigy, a veteran at the Eighth-Turn Bone Tempering Realm Prodigies, was now staring intently at Chen Fan like a lion whose tail had been stepped on.

"A reverse base raid?" Ling Feng grabbed the holographic projection of the Star Map, his voice hoarse. "The entire Core Zone of Alien Races is looking for you! If any main force returns to defend and surrounds us, even I can't protect you! Everyone will die a horrible death!"

Faced with Ling Feng's roar, Chen Fan simply picked at his ear calmly.

"Senior Ling Feng, your tactical skills are still stuck in the last century." Chen Fan spread his hands, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "If the Alien Races send out their elite forces to search the entire world for me, what does that mean?"

He held up a finger and pointed it in mid-air. "That means their lair is now just an empty shell."

"It's the darkest place under the lamp," Chen Fan said, pointing to the ruins at his feet. "No matter how wide they stared, they would never have imagined that their prey would swagger into their kitchen and eat their food supplies."

A brief, deathly silence fell over the surroundings.

"Click click..."

A series of cracking sounds broke the silence. Tuo Bashan stood shirtless, his bulging muscles rising high like rocks.

He grinned widely, his eyes burning with pure madness. "Brother Chen is right! What kind of Martial Dao is it to hide inside an array? Charge in! Smash them!"

"A barbarian is a barbarian." Shen Xuan closed his folding fan, rubbed his temples, and sighed, "Following you, I'll have a heart attack sooner or later."

Despite grumbling, Shen Xuan silently placed his hand on the hilt of his Sword Hilt.

In his peach blossom eyes, the sharp edge of the Prodigies one prodigy in the Jiangbei Region was gradually tearing away his usual pretense.

Not far away, Su Qingyue remained silent. She simply stood quietly beside Chen Fan, the air around her rippling with transparent waves, her powerful Mental Power poised to be unleashed, demonstrating her stance through her actions.

Zhang Zhi and Xiao Ran exchanged a glance, simultaneously gripped their weapons, and took a step forward.