Turning the Tables
Boom!
Before he finished speaking, the Great Wilderness Qi and Blood within Chen Fan's body erupted violently like a river flowing backward!
A colossal, gray-red Millstone phantom rose from behind him, obscuring half the sky—the supreme Dao Rhythm of Life-and-Death Wheel!
The battle was ignited in an instant!
"Form ranks and tear him apart!"
The Wind-Splitting Swordsman roared, unleashing Ten Thousand Dao storm Sword Aura, each a thousand feet long, from his ancient bronze sword. The Sword Qi, like a raging storm, tore through the Void, carving deep, bottomless ravines into the Black Wind Ore Vein below!
With a flick of his arms, the Redfire Old Monster summoned the Nine Heavens Scarlet Flame, transforming them into a thousand-foot-long fire dragon that stretched across the sky and sea, roaring as it pounced toward Chen Fan!
The Mountain-Shaking Venerable stepped into the air and directly uprooted four hundred-zhang-tall main peaks from the surrounding mountains, covering them with thick Dark-Yellow Earth Fiend Qi, and smashed them down on Chen Fan with the force of the sky collapsing!
Faced with this devastating encirclement and annihilation, Jin Kui below screamed in terror, clutching his head, and the entire mine collapsed with a mournful cry.
However, Chen Fan, who was at the heart of the storm, not only did not retreat a single step, but instead bravely swung his sword against the raging Wind Blades and sea of fire!
"Get out of my way!"
With a single stroke, the world fell silent!
A gray-red blade of light, hundreds of feet long, shot into the sky, its Blade Aura swirling with an extremely dense, deathly aura of Annihilation.
The storm Sword Aura, powerful enough to sever Eighth-Order body, crumbled and vanished inch by inch the moment it touched the blade's edge, like snowflakes under the blazing sun!
Chen Fan shattered the Void and unleashed a movement technique that was almost as fast as shrinking the earth to an inch. In the instant the storm shattered, he transformed into a dazzling blood-red light and directly approached the Wind-Splitting Swordsman within three feet!
"How could it be so fast?!"
The Wind-Splitting Swordsman Sword was on the verge of bursting, instinctively raising his sword to block.
When!
The deafening clang of metal against metal resounded throughout the heavens and earth!
Chen Fan's slender body unleashed a physical power akin to that of Primordial Ferocious Beasts, bending the bronze sword into a bow shape.
Immediately afterwards, the phantom of the deathly Millstone crushed past the blade!
Puff!
The protective Sword Aura shattered with a deafening roar, and before the Wind-Splitting Swordsman could even let out a scream, he was cleaved in two from top to bottom!
Internal organs and blood rained down from the heavens, Divine Soul was instantly crushed by the Millstone, resulting in death and the dissipation of the Dao!
"Rending Wind!!"
The Mountain-Shaking Venerable and the Redfire Old Monster were horrified, their eyes wide with fury!
He killed an Eighth-Order Peak in a single exchange?!
"Your turn, Big Rock!"
Without even glancing at the falling corpses, Chen Fan twisted and spun around, his left hand forming a fist, and unleashed a powerful punch against the four hundred-foot-tall peaks crashing down from above!
Rumble!
The Void collapsed inch by inch, and the pure fist force transformed into a visible, violent pillar of energy, smashing the four giant peaks into pieces in mid-air with overwhelming force!
The flying Petrification a rain of fire, scattering everywhere, and the entire Black Wind Mining Area shook violently!
Passing through the scattering rubble, Chen Fan dragged his sword with one hand. The Broken Saber blade slashed through the air with a shrill cry, then slammed heavily onto the Black Tortoise Heavy Shield hastily erected by the Mountain-Shaking Venerable!
Click!
The superior defensive magical Spirit Treasure, passed down for centuries, only lasted half a breath under the blade filled with death energy before becoming covered with spiderweb-like cracks.
The bones in the arms of the Mountain-Shaking Venerable shattered inch by inch. He was sent flying backward by the unparalleled brute force, crashing into the sheer cliff behind him and creating a huge crater tens of feet deep!
Before Mountain-Shaking Venerable could break free from the rock wall, a gray-red Blade Aura of death energy pierced through the precipice, nailing his life force and Divine Soul to the depths of the rock!
The two patriarchs died instantly!
Above the sky, the remaining Redfire Old Monster was so terrified that his Three Souls and Seven Po.
This isn't human!
This is Primordial Era god of slaughter disguised as a youth!
"Blood Escape! Scarlet Sky Shift!"
The Redfire Old Monster had lost all will to fight. He was willing to burn a full thirty percent of his lifespan, and his body was engulfed in eerie green blood flames as he tore through the Void to escape.
"You want to leave now? Where did your fierce, ruthless attitude go?"
Chen Fan stood in the Void, his eyes as cold as knives.
He gripped the nicked, broken Broken Saber with both hands, his blood Qi and Blood surging like a furnace, and Water-Fire Totems converged behind him to form a flawless Taiji Yin-Yang Ring.
"Cut!"
A single slash swept across the sky!
A streak of grayish-red light, five hundred feet long, accompanied by a thunderous roar that tore through the sky, traversed a thousand feet of Void and caught up with the green blood fire at an incredible speed!
Sizzle!
The Firmament was like a tattered piece of cloth that had been cut open.
The terrified howls of the Redfire Old Monster abruptly ceased, and the blood flames, along with his physical body, exploded into a sky full of blood mist, completely vanishing into nothingness!
The three patriarchs were all wiped out, and heaven and earth were purified.
In mid-air, only the young man stood with his sword in hand, his clothes slightly fluttering, his aura as steady as a mountain.
Jin Kui below was so frightened that he lost control of his bladder and bowels, collapsing to the ground like a lump of mud. Chen Fan slowly floated down, casually slung the Broken Saber over his shoulder, looked down at Jin Kui, and grinned.
"Now, this Black Wind Ore Vein belongs to the Chen family. Do you... have any objections?"
Jin Kui kowtowed desperately, his forehead bleeding profusely, unable to utter a single word.
At the same moment, in the Profound Nether Main City.
Outside the majestic and solemn hall, at the bottom of the ninety-nine steps paved with White Marble, two disheveled figures were tumbling and crawling to the ground.
Li Qianfeng, the leader of the Myriad Sword Pavilion, was deathly pale, while the Wild Lion Valley Lord had lost half a fang and was covered in blood.
The two of them knelt down with a thud before the tightly closed vermilion gate, bursting into tears and wailing.
"Lord City Lord! Please do justice for us!"
"Chen Fan of the Fire Crow Tribe is utterly lawless! He forcibly seized spiritual essence, shattered the Sword Stele of the Myriad Sword Pavilion, and forcibly took the Wild Lion Valley Ore Vein! This boy is cruel and inhumane; his actions are nothing short of demonic!"
The piercing cries echoed across the silent square.
Squeak!!
The heavy doors of the main hall slowly opened a crack, accompanied by a teeth-grinding scraping sound.
Heavy footsteps echoed from the shadows, each one causing the ninety-nine White Marble steps to tremble slightly.
The Profound Nether City Lord, dressed in a dark gold-trimmed robe, walked out with his hands behind his back.
His face was chiseled, and beneath his two arched, dark eyebrows, a pair of narrow eyes reflected the swirling snow.
As a giant who Half-Step Ninth Tier, the moment he appeared, his overwhelming and powerful aura, as deep as the ocean, descended from the sky, causing the stone lions in the square to emit faint mournful cries.
What's all this commotion about?
The city lord's voice wasn't loud, but it resounded throughout the Void of the entire inner city.
The two people kneeling below the steps grasped at the sound as if it were a lifeline.
Li Qianfeng's hair was disheveled, his right arm hung limply at his sides, and his robes were stained black with blood. He crawled forward on his knees for several feet, using both hands and feet, before banging his head against the ground with a loud thud.
"Lord City Lord! We must avenge the Myriad Sword Pavilion! That Chen Fan of the Fire Crow Tribe... he's utterly lawless!"
The Wild Lion Valley Lord had lost half of his fangs, his face was swollen like a pig's head, and he was pounding the ground and howling in agony.
"My lord! That brat not only forced his way into my Wild Lion Valley and shattered my Sect Totem Dharma Form, but also extorted twenty thousand Fire Fiend Qi Beast Cores and two spirit mine Land Deeds!"
"The Sword Stele of the Myriad Sword Pavilion, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, was also severed by him with a single strike! This is clearly a blatant disregard for the rules of the City Lord's Mansion, a naked act of demonic cultivation!"
Both of them wept bitterly, their words dripping with blood.