Slaying the Beasts
The renowned figures who have dominated the Northern Border for centuries and forced the Profound Nether Main City to retreat several times... are all here!
Neatly arranged, they died with their eyes wide open in dismay!
The Profound Nether City Lord's previously indifferent and condescending gaze froze in that instant.
His pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints, and his right hand, which held the Profound Nether Seal, trembled violently. The heavy seal, which was condensed with the earth's evil energy, silently collapsed into a sky full of Stream of Light in his palm.
Dead?
Three Eighth-Order Peak... all dead?!
From the time Chen Fan left Fire Crow Village to his appearance at Black Wind Ore Vein, less than three hours had passed! How is that possible?!
At the bottom of the steps, Zhao Qianjue felt a tingling sensation on the top of his head, and a chill ran down his spine straight to his brain.
The other sect elders were so frightened that they turned pale. Several of the Seventh Rank elders, who were already quite old, collapsed to the ground on the spot.
Amidst the horrified gazes of all the powerful figures, the white-robed youth casually brushed the stone chips off his sleeves and smiled as he looked at the Profound Nether City Lord, whose face was frozen in shock.
"I heard someone accused me of monopolistic practices?"
Chen Fan kicked a broken stone step beside him, his expression as relaxed as if he were discussing the weather.
"I just stopped by the Black Wind Ore Vein to settle some old scores. Those three old dogs from Red Rock City were tired of living and insisted on blocking my way, so I just casually chopped off their heads and brought them here as decorations for the City Lord."
He turned his head, his gaze finally landing on Li Qianfeng and the Wild Lion Valley Lord, his eyes smiling and his tone friendly.
"Two Pavilion Masters, where were you two just now? Why don't you reiterate yourselves in front of these three senior elders and tell the City Lord about it again?"
Li Qianfeng stared intently at the three familiar, aged faces, his mind went blank with a sudden buzz, and a chill ran from his tailbone straight to the back of his head.
He died.
The Three Ancestors of Red Rock City, renowned Northern Border for centuries and capable of even standing up to the Half-Step Ninth Tier, were actually chopped into a neat and tidy dead dog!
Shi Meng to the side, was shaking so badly that his teeth were chattering. His face, which was already pale from the destruction of his Dharma Form, was now completely bloodless.
He had just been shouting for the city lord to kill Chen Fan, but now those three bloody heads were like resounding slaps across his face.
Below the square, dozens of elders from various sects and heads of prominent families gathered, not daring to even breathe loudly.
Zhao Qianjue swallowed hard, suppressing the wildly pounding heart in his chest, secretly rejoicing that he had chosen the right side when facing the Black Fiend Gate.
This boy was no fool who had just emerged from the wilderness; he was clearly a primordial ferocious god in human skin!
On the high platform, the cold arrogance in the eyes of the Profound Nether City Lord had long since vanished.
He slowly retracted his tingling right hand, his sleeves falling to conceal the agitated True Essence within his body caused by shock.
As Half-Step Ninth Tier powerhouse, he understood better than anyone else present the terrifying power of the Three Ancestors of Red Rock City joining forces.
Even if he were to personally take action, given that the opponent was desperately using the incomplete Three-Aspect Heaven-Burning Fragment, it would be absolutely impossible for him to kill three people in three hours, let alone return to the main city unscathed.
The white-clad youth before him had likely already crossed that chasm in terms of true combat strength, making him his equal!
If a fight were to be made here rashly, regardless of the outcome, the aftershocks of a battle between two Half-Step Ninth Tier experts would be enough to level the entire Profound Nether Main City.
"Lord of the City! Help! Help me!"
In the deathly silence, Li Qianfeng finally couldn't bear the suffocating pressure and collapsed forward, grabbing the edge of the stone steps, his voice sharp and distorted.
"Chen Fan has no respect for his elders and has committed violence in public! If he dares to kill Patriarch Red Rock today, he'll dare to rebel against Xuanming City tomorrow! We beg you, sir, to remember your years of loyalty to the Myriad Sword Pavilion and take action to suppress this madman!"
Shi Meng scrambled forward and kowtowed frantically.
"Lord! The ironclad rules of the main city strictly forbid private duels! If he commits violence in front of you, what about the rules of the main city?! What about the laws of the Great Wilderness?!"
The two men's voices were shrill and their behavior was utterly disgraceful; they had lost all semblance of the dignity befitting the leaders of their sect.
The powerful figures from various factions below the steps shook their heads inwardly, their eyes filled with a complex mix of disdain and a sense of shared sorrow.
Chen Fan stood in the middle of the stone steps, a mocking smile on his lips, his gaze calmly fixed on the two stray dogs.
"Rule?"
The boy chuckled softly and slowly gripped the hilt of the Broken Saber sword on his shoulder.
"When you two led your men to breach my Fire Crow Raven Stronghold's defenses and slaughtered innocent Mine Slaves, why didn't you mention the rules of the main city? When you win, you talk about might; when you lose, you talk about the law. So, the bottom line is entirely up to where you want to go?"
Before he could finish speaking, the smile on Chen Fan's face vanished abruptly.
Buzz!
The unremarkable Broken Saber suddenly emitted a crisp clang, and in an instant, a long rainbow of gray and red Qi and Blood rose from the ground and shot straight into the sky!
The paving stones of the entire square trembled violently, and the thick, leaden clouds that had been covering the sky were torn apart by that violent and incomparable evil energy, creating a vacuum hole tens of thousands of feet in diameter!
The terrifying sense of oppression was like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down, causing the restrictive runes throughout the entire hall to flicker violently.
Li Qianfeng and Shi Meng were terrified.
They sensed the approach of death; Chen Fan had no intention of giving them a way out!
"I'll fight you to the death!"
In a desperate situation, Li Qianfeng's face contorted, and he spat out a mouthful of blood onto his sword. He transformed into a dazzling silver-white sword rainbow, carrying the remaining Sword Intent of dozens of predecessors of the Myriad Sword Pavilion, and thrust it toward Chen Fan's face as if they were going to perish together!
At the same time, Shi Meng roared like a trapped beast, his skin cracked and bled instantly, and he forcibly burned a hundred years of lifespan to condense a hundred-foot-tall phantom of a mad lion with bloodshot eyes behind him. The violent sound waves shattered the stone pillars along the way, and its two front paws tore through the sky and slammed down!
The two Eighth-Order powerhouses launched a desperate counterattack, their power shaking the heavens and earth, their blinding light illuminating half the Firmament.
Faced with this combined attack that could flatten a mountain, Chen Fan didn't even move an inch.
He simply raised his arm, gripped the Broken Saber with both hands, and cleaved it straight down from top to bottom.
There were no complicated moves, only a hundred-foot-long gray-red Blade Aura suddenly appearing out of thin air!
The Blade Aura's energy tore through the air, producing a muffled boom like thousands of Qi Ming, and an ancient truth containing the depletion of all things and the rebirth of the new life instantly covered the entire square!
Boom!!
The Blade Aura clashed violently with the rainbow of swords and the shadow of a lion!
Without a tense stalemate, the flying sword, which contained all of Li Qianfeng's life essence, shattered and disintegrated into dust the moment it touched the gray blade light.
The hundred-foot-tall illusory lion was like snowflakes under the scorching sun, completely melted away, skin and bone, by the life-and-death power contained in the Blade Aura!
The Blade Aura was unstoppable, slashing straight down where the two had originally stood.
The earth shook violently!