Chen Fan Shows His Might

The medicinal power of the pill that had been handed over earlier seemed to be instantly ignited, transforming into a surging warm current that nourished his nearly collapsing and broken body with overwhelming force.

At the same time, Chen Fan turned his gaze to Leng Yan and the Monkey, and flicked his finger.

Two beams of emerald green light, visible to the naked eye, like living spirits, quietly entered the two people's bodies.

The next moment, their gruesome wounds stopped bleeding and scabbed over at an astonishing speed. Beneath the Monkey's empty sleeve, the flesh at the severed arm even began to twitch slightly.

This miraculous scene left the three of them speechless once again.

The fatal injury was instantly stabilized. Lei Kun felt an unprecedented surge of vitality within his body. He suddenly grabbed Chen Fan's shoulder, his voice trembling violently with excitement.

"You brat... what have you been doing these past few years...?"

He had a thousand words to say, but found that every word was stuck in his throat, and he didn't know where to begin.

Everything that happened was far beyond his comprehension.

"A few opportunities, plus some time spent studying at the academy."

Chen Fan's explanation was understated.

He didn't want to use those shocking experiences to give his comrades, who had just gone through a life-or-death battle, an even greater psychological shock.

He turned to the side and pointed to the young man beside him who had maintained a gentle smile and remained silent throughout.

"This is my Senior Fellow Apprentice, Wen Yuan."

Lei Kun and his two companions then snapped back to reality and noticed the young man, whose gentle and refined demeanor seemed completely out of place in this bloody battlefield.

They then realized that the Heaven-Piercing Divine Vine that had bound the Seventh Grade Insect King was created by this very person.

These two Senior Fellow Apprentice... are actually unfathomable and terrifying beings!

The three struggled to bow, but Wen Yuan gently supported them with a raised hand, smiling and shaking his head, "They are all my Junior Fellow Apprentice's comrades-in-arms, no need for formalities."

Chen Fan's gaze swept over the devastated battlefield and the low-level Insect Race who, though thrown into chaos by the loss of their Zerg King's command, were still roaring madly.

He turned back to look at Lei Kun and asked in his usual calm tone, which seemed unchanged:

"Clean this place up first. Captain Lei, are you still in command?"

The word "Captain Lei" made Lei Kun's tall body tremble violently.

It was as if an electric current had pierced through all his confusion and alienation.

He felt as if he had returned to the past, to that green recruit named Chen Feng, who would always look at him with such calm eyes after battle, waiting for orders.

The sense of awe and alienation that arose from the vast difference in strength was instantly bridged at this moment.

"Yes! Why the hell can't it be!"

Lei Kun's One-Eye rekindled his fighting spirit. He straightened his almost broken back and, with all his might, let out a roar that echoed through the ruins.

"Everyone who can still move, assemble! Clean up the battlefield!"

Chen Fan and Wen Yuan exchanged a smile, silently took a step back, and handed over the initiative on the battlefield back to its master.

As Wen Yuan raised his hand, solid barriers of life rose from the ground, like the strongest city walls, firmly protecting all the surviving warriors and isolating them from all danger.

Chen Fan, on the other hand, stood leisurely at the back.

The battle erupted once again.

Without the unified command of the Zerg King, the lower-level Insect Race were like a pile of loose sand, yet they still relied on their bloodthirsty instincts to gather into a black tide, wave after wave, frantically attacking the precarious defensive line.

This was a pure war of attrition, a crushing defeat of will and physical strength.

"Puff!"

A soldier couldn't dodge in time and had his arm torn open by a sharp claw. He didn't even flinch; with a backhand slash, he severed the insect's head, scalding blood splattering all over his face.

The defensive line was shaking, their True Qi had long since depleted, and the warriors could only rely on their most primal physical strength to hack and slash again and again.

The wounds are multiplying, and my strength is waning.

Chen Fan stood quietly at the back, watching those familiar or unfamiliar figures struggle in the Insect Tide, a trace of pity flashing in his eyes.

He gently shook his head.

"Senior Fellow Apprentice, there's no need to let them bleed anymore."

Wen Yuan, standing beside him, nodded with a smile, as if he had expected it.

Chen Fan stepped forward slowly and walked to the front of the defensive line.

He didn't have a spectacular opening move, nor a thunderous battle cry; he simply calmly raised his right hand and gently waved it towards the chaotic battlefield.

It was as if they were merely brushing away the dust before their eyes.

In that instant, time and space seemed to freeze over the entire ruins.

Immediately afterwards, millions of dazzling golden lights appeared out of thin air in everyone's field of vision. They appeared silently, like a grand and magnificent summer night firefly, adorning the sky, which was dyed dark red by blood and fire, into a dreamlike scene.

All the soldiers who were fighting fiercely stopped in their tracks, staring blankly up at this miraculous scene.

The next moment, those golden specks of light suspended in the air suddenly accelerated!

They are no longer gentle, no longer dreamlike, but have transformed into a golden meteor shower that sweeps across the heavens and earth, with a sharp edge that pierces through everything, falling fiercely!

"Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!"

The dense, indistinguishable whooshing sounds blended into a sharp buzzing sound!

Each golden Stream of Light was like a sharp sword with eyes, piercing precisely through the brow of an Insect Race and bursting out from the back of its head!

Wherever the golden light passed, the ferocious roars of the insectoid Insect Race abruptly ceased.

Their massive and resilient bodies stiffened abruptly, then collapsed to the ground with a thud, their dark green blood gushing out like a spring, instantly staining the earth.

Just a single breath.

The Insect Tide, which had previously resembled a black ocean capable of swallowing everything, was completely annihilated.

The entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

The mournful sound of the wind blowing through the ruins seemed so clear at that moment.

"We... won?"

"We won! We won!!"

"Roar!!"

The surviving warriors erupted in a frenzy that seemed to shake the heavens!

They dropped their weapons, ignoring their wounds and exhaustion, and embraced their comrades wildly, roaring and weeping.

All eyes were focused on the young man who remained calmly standing in the center of the battlefield.

He alone is an army!

Lei Kun's tall figure charged forward like a cannonball, his large, fan-like hand slamming heavily onto Chen Fan's shoulder with immense force.

"Good lad!"

Lei Kun stared intently at Chen Fan with his One-Eye, his eyes instantly reddening, his voice hoarse as if it had been sanded.

"You... come on! Come drink with me! If I don't get you drunk tonight, I'm not Lei! You fucking owe me too many stories!"

He grabbed Chen Fan by the neck and tried to drag him away forcibly.